Bitter Entertainment Critic

　　 noon.

　　 A Hong Kong-style restaurant.

　　When Mo Zhuosi came, Yang Jinghui was waving to him against the wall.

　　 "What's the matter, so look for me in a hurry?" Morrows asked, sitting down and looking at him.

　　Yang Jinghui excitedly opened the photo of the phone and handed it over.

　　 "You see who this is!"

　　 Morrows took the phone and looked in surprise, "Ah? You still secretly photographed him!"

　　 "Is it your manager?" Yang Jinghui asked with a smile.

　　 "It was our former manager, but now he quits." Morrows handed the phone back and took a sip of soup.

　　 Yang Jinghui blinked, very surprised, "Resigned?"

"Ok!"

　　 Morrows responded in a low voice. In fact, he was also quite guilty in his heart. Although he said that there was a quarrel, he did not expect the effect of the honest pill to be so explosive, and the matter completely exceeded his imagination.

　　 He was stunned for a moment, and reached for the phone again, and murmured in his mouth: "Wait, that picture was familiar just now."

　　Yang Jinghui picked up a piece of beef and said, "Are you familiar? I understand you, he should go for an interview."

　　 Morzos nodded while eating, motioning you to continue.

　　 "Don't I go out and find someone to write a story in these two days?" Yang Jinghui said: "Thinking about the luck around the publishing house, I saw him at the door of three review companies."

　　 "This downcast, probably choking!" Yang Jinghui laughed.

　　 Modrows nodded, "It's really pitiful!"

　　Yang Jinghui was inexplicably surprised and said: "Won't he be kicked out of the company by you?"

　　 There was a wry smile on the corner of Mo Zhuo's mouth, "Some accidents happened, he did not agree with me as the moderator of the column."

　　 "Lying on the grass, amazing!"

　　Yang Jinghui looked admired. It stands to reason that the manager did not agree, basically there was no drama, but the result was that the manager resigned.

　　The employee was not in agreement with the manager, and the manager was kicked away!

　　 What a legend this Nima is!

　　 "Droth! I really found that you have changed recently." Yang Jinghui said with a smile.

　　Mo Zhuosi rubbed his nose, seemingly smiled and asked: "Is it?"

　　 "It's really changed, and it's becoming more amazing now!" Yang Jinghui got excited, and he asked gossip: "Come on, what's the matter?"

　　Mo Zhuo Si felt that this matter could not be explained, he smiled, but did not speak.

　　 For a time, the atmosphere became very embarrassing.

　　Yang Jinghui had a feeling of warm face and cold butt, he looked at him in a trance and looked at the person in front of him seriously.

　　Why?

　　 Will there be a strange feeling?

　　 "What the **** is going on?" he frowned and asked.

　　Muo Zhuosi didn't know what was going on, but just lowered his head to eat.

　　 "You are very wrong!" Yang Jinghui said seriously, "When I saw you last time, you were not like that."

　　 Morrows moved his eyebrows slightly and explained with a smile: "No..."

　　 The moment he spoke, he got a prompt from the system and touched a lie.

　　 Suddenly, he was stupid!

This……

　　What does the system want to say?

　　Yang Jinghui's expression gradually dignified and shook his head: "The Moros I know is not like this. Although he likes to brag, he dares to be brave, has the ambition, the courage, the ideal."

　　 "You seem to be very successful now, but I think you are afraid of hands and feet, not like you at all." Yang Jinghui spit out his heart.

　　 This sentence seems to be a knife inserted into Morzos's heart.

　　 His heart was cold, his expression slowly stiffened.

　　 The sour feeling suddenly surged up.

　　 His eyes were suddenly wet. This feeling came suddenly, but it seemed to be oppressed for a long time in his heart.

　　 He sucked a sour nose, and then grinned: "I may have a disease!"

　　Yang Jinghui put down the chopsticks and spoon in his hand, his eyes slightly widened, and he looked at Mo Zhuosi in disbelief.

"What disease?"

　　Mo Zhuo Siqiang held back the wetness of his eyes, he laughed like a fool, "I got a kind of disease, if you lie, you will die quickly."

　　Yang Jinghui's mind was blank, and the whole person was stunned.

　　He just thought of numerous possibilities, including incurable cancer, advanced...

　　 But he didn't expect it at all, Morzos said so seriously that it was ridiculous.

　　 Yang Jinghui wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh.

　　 He saw the tears glowing under Morzos' eyes, and he saw Moroz's serious and painful expression.

　　Like a tortured person, asking for help!

　　 Yang Jinghui's mouth stiffened, his brows collapsed heavily, and then spit out a sentence that he couldn't even believe.

　　 There will really be a disease, will it?

　　 Impossible!

　　 But he didn't refute, he said: "Then... then don't blow it!"

　　 Mo Zhuo Si made countless waves.

　　 The day he took the oath, he made up his mind, but did not expect that the "honest system" would actually come.

　　 The next days, like a dream, he regarded the parallel world poetry as his own, and then punished those who could not see.

　　Finally, he has his own column.

Yes!

　　All of this is like a beautiful dream, so far he is like a person living in a dream.

　　 is so successful, why do you feel like you are living in a dream?

　　 is so successful, why do friends feel that they are not right?

　　 He was confused in the direction of his eyes, and even began to doubt his life.

　　Yang Jinghui could see that his friend was uncomfortable, and what he could guess was probably that Mo Zhuosi was regretful because of some inadvertent bragging.

　　 "One lie~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's very tiring to use another lie to get round!" he said bitterly.

　　 "Since this is the case, then tell the truth!"

　　Muo Zhuo thought to explain, but he was so tired, so tired, he couldn't speak at all.

　　He wanted to say that he is not lying now.

　　If you have to say, bragging yourself, it should be those poems.

　　 Next second.

　　 He seemed to wake up like a dream, his eyes widened, and his face was suddenly enlightened.

　　 "What did you just say? I'm scared?" Morrows asked nervously.

　　Yang Jinghui was stunned. Why is the other party always startled today? Very strange!

　　 "Yes, you're scared, you look at you today, you've been bored and silent."

　　 Morrowth's pupils were enlarged and he took a deep breath. He seemed to want to understand!

　　Why have you been feeling muddy for a few days, why are you always out of status.

　　 Because everything he has now is based on lies.

　　 An inexplicable smile filled his heart. He was reborn and then smirked like a child: "I understand, I know why!"

　　 "What?" Yang Jinghui was inexplicable for a while.

　　 This time I was sick, and I understood it later.

　　Mo Zhuosi stood up and waved with Yang Jinghui: "I will invite you to dinner next time."

　　Finally, he ran out of the air.

　　 He came to the side of the road and called a taxi anxiously.

　　 "The office building opposite Beitian International Plaza."

　　 "Holly!" The driver master responded.

　　 Morrowth took a sip of water, his eyes were unusually firm, he already knew how to be himself!