[Gao] One hundred things about liking

Why can people only have one ideal?

After all, life is so long.

After all, he is still a young man, and he has no scruples about doing anything.

Completed skydiving on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, turned on the mobile phone in my spare time, and received the strong food Amway from Mr. He.

——The crab roe siu mai at the back of the long street is delicious in the world, so delicious! !

Wang Jiaer looked at the long series of exclamation points below the message, and silently turned off the phone.

Teacher Da was tired of doing variety shows, so he invited a few like-minded partners to open a studio and compose and write songs together.Occasionally, I will go on the show to do an interview to promote new songs.

In fact, Da Zhangwei has not thought of Wang Jiaer for a long time. During the interview, he was asked if Wang Jiaer gave you a farewell concert ticket.He only belatedly pulled out such a person from the corner.

I've been busy promoting my new album recently... The old artist Da Zhangwei smiled and brought the topic back to the new album.

It's not something to regret.

The connection between people can only be maintained by relying on the invisible and weak thread in the middle.A little longer and it broke in the corner.

In the middle of the night, he dreamed that he was standing under the stage of the concert, surrounded by crowds of people, and the performers were bouncing around and singing something with their voices raised.

He looked on the stage, and saw Guo Yang, Wang Wenbo, and himself.

He remembered that this was Hua'er's last concert many years ago.He was under the stage, looked at the stage, and saw Shi Xingyu standing in front of him crying with Tailor Zhou in his arms.

It turned out that after so many years, he still couldn't make it through.

Da Zhangwei returned to the white mist.Someone else came in.Unable to see the outline clearly, the man knelt down to wipe his tears, smiling helplessly, brother, can you look at me?

Zhang Wei looked up.

Woke up from the dream, the corners of my eyes were sore.

Da Zhangwei went to the end of the alley to drink the first cup of morning tea.I decided to treat Wang Jiaer to the crab roe shumai next door when he comes to Beijing next time.

What he didn't know was that when he decided on this matter, Wang Jiaer was already on his way back to Beijing for the crab roe siu mai.

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