Chapter 111 Versailles

"I go!"

  Sister Chen was stunned and trembling, as if someone who was late had finally arrived.

  She never imagined that the proofs that could mutually prove their alibi were all false.

   Except for the earl's wife, everyone did it!

   It's not a murder, it's a trial!

A murder case caused the loss of one life, and a dozen lives were broken, distorted, and terminated. They needed justice, and when the justice of the law was absent, a jury of twelve made this decision on the train. A belated trial of justice!

   This ending is so bold!

  Sister Chen has never seen a mystery novel written like this.

  But it fits perfectly without any flaws, which makes people admire, shock, and applaud. Of course, she doesn't have a desk around her, so she takes pictures of her thighs.

  Xu Guangzheng, who was snoring, was awakened, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

  Sister Chen is a person with a strong sense of substitution. She is still immersed in the book at the moment, and can't wait to share the greatness of this book with her husband. "Old Xu, this book is really, too—"

   She doesn't want to swear.

   But beer is the best adjective at this moment, so creative! But reasonable. The sharp contrast between the complexity of the puzzle and the simplicity of the answer is completely admirable.

"Um."

  Xu Guangzheng was in a daze and just wanted to sleep.

Sister Chen talked about it, seeing Xu Guangzheng fell asleep, and wanted to share it with others, such as Liu Tao, but thinking that Liu Tao hated spoilers the most, she chose to turn off the lights and go to sleep, but this kind of excitement really can't fade away in a moment ,

  She woke up for a long time before falling asleep in a daze.

Morning.

  Five or six o'clock.

  Xu Guangzheng got up in a hurry to urinate, came out of the toilet, and was about to go back to sleep when he suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door.

   he wondered, "Who?"

  Liu Tao: "Me."

  Xu Guang was opening the door, and saw Liu Tao with dark circles under his eyes, and yawned, "What are you doing in the morning?"

   "What about the second half?"

  Liu Tao was convinced, "Your wife is too wicked, it looks just right, it's gone."

  Xu Guangzheng smiled unkindly, "Who told you not to look behind?"

  He let Liu Tao in.

  Liu Tao handed to Xu Guangzheng what was in his hand, which were deep-fried dough sticks and tofu nao.

Xu Guangzheng picked it up and asked him to sit on the sofa. He was planning to go to the kitchen, but under Liu Tao's aggressive gaze, he went into the bedroom. He remembered that his wife finished reading it last night, so he took it all out to Liu Tao, and then went to The kitchen took the bowls and chopsticks.

  Liu Tao didn't read the book. After eating his fried dough sticks and tofu brain, he wiped his mouth and left with the manuscript.

  He is afraid of being disturbed.

   "Hey, this guy."

  Xu Guang is eating by himself.

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  After Jiang Yang finished his run, he still sat and rested next to the uncle, whose bird was in the cage.

  The uncle was raising his voice, "A certain person rode me alone and kicked Tang Ying, and only killed his son, crying and mourning..."

  He also asked Jiang Yang to sing along with him, "Let me see if you are a seedling for acting."

  Jiang Yang said: "Then you think too highly of me. I can't sing well, so don't make your tune all crooked."

The uncle reassures Jiang Yang that he has sung all his life, and he can even let Jiang Yang sing a random sentence to take to the ditch, "I see that you are so interested in opera, if you are a good talent, maybe you can still play it." It’s possible to combine interests and careers into one.”

  Jiang Yang is familiar with the uncle, and he has no scruples in speaking: "Master, your house here is earned from singing?"

   Then he is quite interested.

  Uncle said it was related.

  Jiang Yang was surprised, in this world, is opera so high in status?

   "My wife, whom I knew from acting, sang before giving birth to a child, but now she is acting, and he earned it."

  The uncle is very reasonable, "If there is no play, there will be no him. Do you think it has anything to do with singing?"

  Jiang Yang gave a thumbs up, "Master, your level of funny is higher than mine."

The uncle sat down and sighed, "Oh, I don't make any money from singing, but I can't lose the stuff of my ancestors. I think you are suitable. Your family has money, leisure, and interest. Learning to sing is the best thing to do." It fits."

  He asked Jiang Yang to sing a few lines with him, "I mainly listen to your pentameter, listen to your pronunciation, and see if the patriarch will reward you with food."

   "Seeing Luo Cheng bit my teeth and scolded me for being a shameless little slave..."

  He stopped and asked Jiang Yang to sing along.

  Jiang Yang sang, "See Luo Cheng bit my teeth..."

   "Stop, stop!"

  The uncle clutched his chest, "It's not just that God doesn't reward you with food, you have a grudge against the patriarch."

  The uncle tried to sing one more sentence by himself. To be honest, he suspected that he had been led astray.

  The uncle put away the birdcage, "You."

  The uncle looked regretful.

  He asked Jiang Yang if he had breakfast, if not, he took Jiang Yang to have the most authentic breakfast.

  Jiang Yang said no.

  The promotional video was completed yesterday. Li Qingning was resting at home today. Jiang Yang went to the company's studio to play games, so he simply didn't go. Both of them slept late and didn't bother to make breakfast.

  The uncle lifted the birdcage, "Let's go."

  They go to the side door.

The uncle complained as he walked, "I don't want to live here. My son insists on letting me live here. Tell me what's so good about it. I haven't left the community after walking for a long time. If it wasn't for his filial piety, I wouldn't come to live here." Woolen cloth."

  Jiang Yang said: "Master, you are a bit like Versailles."

  Uncle: "What?"

  Jiang Yang: "I'm sure, such a big place is flashy, and my wife insists on letting me live there."

  The uncle looked back at him, "Are you married?"

After Jiang Yang nodded, the old man sighed, "My son is over forty and he hasn't married yet. It's useless to be handsome. The more girls he pursues, the better he is. The more dazzled he is, the more he can't settle down. I'm wasting my time in vain. .”

  Jiang Yang agrees: "Hey, it's useless to be too handsome. There is no choice at all. The best one will just chase you and marry."

  The uncle glanced at him sideways: "If you don't have a family, you can start a career. He just won the best actor of an international film festival."

Jiang Yang was also troubled, "It's not good to start a family and start a career. My wife who is so beautiful like a flower has won a title called the Great Demon King. She is the third or the first Golden Pigeon trophy. Now the organizing committee is still thinking about not wanting to receive it." Woolen cloth."

  The uncle stopped, "You are a bit interesting."

   Versailles, the uncle can still guess it.

   He hasn’t found someone to relieve his boredom for a long time, so he only relieved his boredom with a bird.

  Jiang Yang thinks it's okay, "Master, who is your son?"

  Maybe I will borrow a pair of underwear later.

   "Wang Zheng."

   "Oh, he."

  Jiang Yang has heard of it. Before he knew the big devil, he didn't know much about the entertainment industry, but Wang Zheng had heard a lot.

  When roommates said that they were handsome, they would say that Wang Zheng of a certain place was comparable to Hu Ge in status, and that the older he was, the more interesting he was. However, Jiang Yang felt that Wang Zheng was a domestic version of Xiao Lizi, with acting skills, and he acted in a lot of films that were quite popular, but he didn't get an award. In the end, relying on Xiao Lizi's same routine, he won a worthy actor.

  The uncle felt that Jiang Yang's reaction was a little too small, "Isn't it because he is jealous that he is more handsome than you?"

   "Master, let's stop eating breakfast and go get glasses."

   While they were talking, they left the side door and entered the park. After a short walk, they turned out from the east gate of the park. Outside the east gate, there were several breakfast shops selling fried liver, bean juice, braised stew, etc.

  The uncle touched his pocket, "Do you have any money?"

  (end of this chapter)