Chasing dreams Deyun started from the car accident Fenhewan

Chapter 377 Tomb No. 37

Shen Changle continued to perform on the stage. After introducing the time, place and protagonist of the story in a few simple sentences, the rest is to start the main text of the story.

The audience in the auditorium under the stage was very interested, and they were all staring at the figure of the person on the stage intently.

Shen Changle said vividly: "This Bai Xiaoping said just now that he has no place to live, so he sleeps in the basement of this magazine. In a small space, there is a table and chairs, and a small spring. The bed is the limit, and the remaining space is not enough for people to set foot on, but there is no way to put it under the fence, at least the wind can't blow it, and the rain can't get drenched."

"Woke up this morning, Bai Xiaoping got up a little late, stayed up late last night to write a manuscript, walked out of the basement without washing his face or brushing his teeth, and went straight into the magazine office. As soon as he arrived at the magazine office, this colleague came over and told him that the editor-in-chief of the magazine office called him Go there."

"This editor-in-chief's name is Wang Liao. He's not tall. He often wears a small suit and a small oily head. That fly would stumble if he flies up to it. His teeth are black and not good-looking anyway. It is said that he often drinks coffee. Yes, I thought the taste was not strong enough, so I added soy sauce, cuttlefish juice, and black fungus to it and mixed it together! It’s so delicious!"

"Which, whoop, whoop..."

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Suit?oil head?not tall?coffee?Just read Zhou Libo's ID number and forget it? ? ?The audience laughed one by one, they all realized in an instant who Shen Changle was alluding to.

Shen Changle smiled, ignored the booing from the audience, and continued: "This guy has a good writing style, and writing articles and news is more popular, but this buddy has the biggest personality trait, he is addicted to ideological cleanliness. "

"The most unbearable thing is that other people have the three vulgarities. When you meet someone with the three vulgarities, you can't wait to go up and bite them, pointing at your nose and swearing for a day. Going to pursue elegance with like-minded people for three years, the family just got married, and the wife she married is quite beautiful, talk about it."

The audience chuckled lightly.

Shen Changle continued: "The surname of Wang Liao's family is Yin, called Yinrenlai. He matured when he was 15 years old, and he was completely familiar with him in the second half of the year when he was 15 years old. He also has a very hospitable personality. Wang Liao went out Go elegant, Mrs. Yin's house is doing well anyway with the help of neighbors."

"Wang Liao came back two years later, oh, I'm so happy, there are more than a dozen children in the family!"

"Oh, these... Are these children mine?" Shen Changle turned her head, and said in a male voice, somewhat puzzled.

Shen Changle then turned around, with a shy look on her face, and her tone became thinner: "Oh, these children are of course yours. Let me introduce you. This is your eldest son, Li Fugui."

"This is your second daughter, Han Tiechui. This is your third son Tianyuan Cuntaro, your fourth son Mohamed Ayi Jiriwala, your fifth daughter Jinzhu Smecta, your sixth son Lincoln, and your seventh son Holmes Peanut... ..."

"Anyway, let's put it simply, no matter what race you are, you can almost find them here in the southern hemisphere and the northern hemisphere. These sisters directly gave birth to a great national unity and an absolute national peace ambassador."

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"Woo, woo, woo..."

"The great unity of God's clan!"

"Wang Liao: Is this child mine? People come here: It must be, the eldest son is named Li!"

"You are definitely a good daughter-in-law. This name must have nothing to do with her style (serious face)."

"Wang Liao: None of the children in the family are surnamed Wang, but they must all be my own!!!"

Not only the auditorium, but also the audience of the entire webcast were sitting in front of the screen and laughing, and sand sculpture bullet screens filled every corner of the monitor.

Shen Changle smiled and said, "Here Bai Xiaoping came to Wang Liao's office. Wang Liao was teasing his dozen or so children. He didn't look very happy when Bai Xiaoping came in."

"What's the matter? The magazine office here also has tasks. You need to publish a manuscript in a few days. It doesn't matter if it's a gossip or a gossip. Guo Taoer, the head of the Deyun Club, is undergoing plastic surgery on her legs. The successful operation is expected to exceed [-]. Centimeters and so on."

"This Bai Xiaoping has been unable to get the manuscript out. There is no way and there is no big news around him. If you say let him make up the news himself, tell a lie. He is still unwilling, so he has been stuck here."

"Okay, Bai Xiaoping, let me tell you something. If you can write a manuscript today, and someone can read it, it will be over. If it doesn't work, then pack up your things and get out, our magazine will not To raise idlers, I will build a small swimming pool for my own children in the basement."

"Bai Xiaoping is so angry, the small broken basement should be full if two children go in, but there is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, the promise here is good, after returning, sit on this table and start Think hard."

"No one of you has written anything, and you should know that you have seen others write it. This thing is about a spring of writing and thinking, and it's about having something in your mind. If there is no thinking in your mind, then there is really no way. No."

"To put it simply, Bai Xiaoping sat from daytime until twelve o'clock in the morning, looking at the waste paper in the wastebasket in a trance, and touched his pockets left and right...... No more cigarettes, sighed I went downstairs to buy cigarettes in one breath."

"The society at that time was not as good as our current nightlife. At night, everyone basically rested. The streets were deserted and there were no people. There was a store on the opposite corner that was still shining with stars."

"Bai Xiaoping walked over a few steps and bought a pack of cigarettes and a pack of matches. The things were placed on the table outside the store. Bai Xiaoping just took the money with his head down. Hey! The cigarettes that were placed on the table Gone."

Shen Changle said: "Bai Xiaoping cursed unluckily, bought another pack of cigarettes and walked back to the magazine office."

"At this moment, Bai Xiaoping's eyes suddenly froze. Right next to his work table, quietly...quietly...a box of cigarettes and matches was placed."

The speed of Shen Changle's speech gradually slowed down, and there was a hint of emptiness, desertedness, doubt, and weirdness in his tone, a feeling that the mountain and rain were about to come, and the audience below couldn't help shivering, but their eyes and ears kept High concentration:
"Bai Xiaoping's back was wet, his body was covered in cold sweat, he walked up to the table with his legs swinging, opened the box of cigarettes on the table, and there was a note in it, beautifully written, Write a few small characters on it: Shocking news, at one o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, please come to the No. 37 tomb of the Cemetery of All Nations!......"

"hiss……………………"

Everyone in the auditorium gasped at the same time, feeling chills from speaking out, a little scared!
(End of this chapter)