Rebirth of the National Male God Chapter 67: Recording
Tang Jun lowered his face, his eyes revealed a strong resentment. What the little girl said in the recording echoed in the ear——
"Fan Fan, don't give me a check, I won't say it, I know you mustn't mean it...it's the woman's life..."
is not intentional?
Which woman should live in?
Children are so good......
Tang Jun doesn't understand what kind of brain remnant powder can face the ear to hear the reality and still choose to ignore it. If this were not heard in person, Tang Jun would never have thought that such a conversation would happen to people of these two identities. What exactly are the three views. too frightening. It's disgusting!
Tang Jun closed his eyes and covered the complex emotions in his eyes, but his heart could not be calm for a long time. She really couldn't think of it, and she couldn't understand what it was for?
"Are you okay!"
"Did you not hurt Fan Fan?"
"What time is it! Your body is the most important!"
"It's okay, it's okay, Fan Fan is more important."
Tang Jun’s dark eyes stared at Chen Ziqi, with a thin anger in her tone. Obviously, she was working hard to restrain her emotions: "Why? What are you going to do with this recording?"
"Ajun, I...I don't know...I don't really know...I don't want to believe..." Chen Ziqi responded with an almost choked voice, "Ajun, I don't know...I really Don’t know, don’t ask me... please, don’t ask me!”
Tang Jun watched as Chen Ziqi gradually buried her head between her knees, her nose could not help being sour. At the moment when the belief in my heart collapsed, it turned out to be like this from the outside.
"If the recording is released, will Kuang Fan lose his reputation?" Chen Ziqi choked out a word. Until now, she still thinks of Kuang Fan in her heart.
"Yes. And it must be!" Tang Jun slowly patted Chen Ziqi's back with an undoubted tone.
She is a senior face control. She also liked Kuang Fan's face, but since the last time she accompanied Chen Ziqi to Jiangcheng to meet Kuang Fan, she has no affection for Kuang Fan, but she has been indifferent to this person. No sense. Not to mention after hearing this recording.
But Chen Ziqi is different. She has always regarded Kuang Fan as an idol and faith. Faith, the collapse of faith will completely destroy a person.
When one day the faith collapsed, her collapse, her helplessness, Tang Jun was really unimaginable. All she can do is cry with her here.
……
Tang Jun held the mouse tightly, stopped the memories in his mind, and looked blankly at the V blog about Kuang Fan and "Gone with the Wind" on the hot search list, silent. The whole room was silent, so quiet that the breath of two people could be heard.
With Ziqi's character, she will never release that recording until she has figured it out.
So what should she do? Should I unwind?
……
With a heavy mood, the night fell.
Rong Junyi's angular and handsome face has a sharp frown and a slight frown. It seems that he hasn't solved anything. There is also no idea. His eyes like obsidian stared at the screen of the computer. He looked, looked, and watched the curse of the full screen. Is this the way the woman chose? I really like... standing on the cusp?
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
Flexibility can be a major event. How much abuse you can stand now, how much glory you can withstand in the future.
But even knowing these truths, but seeing this full screen of insults, he will still be unhappy and still angry, this man’s heart... seems to be aware of his own strangeness. Could it be that this is the love that people often say?
At this moment, what rushed into his mind at that time was a certain person wearing red earrings, who always plucked a shallow smile on his face, chewing on sugar evil spirits, arrogant young man, Rong Jun Yi's brow furrowed tighter, and his eyes were dark and thick, like a rare layer of complex emotions. juvenile? Maybe the complicated thoughts of this traitor are doubting...Why do you remember her youthful appearance?
The young man’s eyes always shone with unparalleled self-confidence different from ordinary people, his eyes deep and quiet, yet elegant and noble sunshine. Rong Junyi knew that this teenager would not fail to follow up. She didn’t seem to be putting herself in such a disadvantaged position, but she was inexplicably angry.
Rong Junyi stared at the computer screen with a pair of awe-inspiring black eyes, his eyes cold to the extreme. At this time, he was thinking of someone who was careless and heartless. Since he went to the crew, he has never contacted him again.
Even if the rumors on the Internet became more and more powerful, the teenager never sent a message to him. As if their story had never happened before, it was silent.
"Beep--" outdated text messages always sound when it is not appropriate.
Rong Junyi picked up the mobile phone on the side and looked at the text message on the mobile phone. There was a slight undetectable smile in the corner of his mouth. Did a guy with no heart and no lungs think of him?