。”"What about my big bag?"
The girl pointed at the torn bag. How much is this bag?"
"156 yuan, and my lip balm was stepped on.”
Luo Zhiqiang took out two hundred yuan from his pocket." This is for you! Stop following me! The girl was a little surprised and did not dare to take the money.
[Although you don't trust me, I'm innocent. I don't know how that wallet got into my pocket, but I'm not a thief. Take this money. Consider it my bad luck today!]”
"Wait, I know you're not a thief…
[Luo Zhiqiang was pleasantly surprised. He was as happy as if he had suddenly found a hundred yuan on the street.]
…but you are in cahoots with them!"
[The joy of picking up a hundred yuan turned into disappointment because the money was fake and the face value was 250.]〕
Luo Zhiqiang's heart was cold. He had gone from the scorching heat of Africa to the Antarctic continent. His heart was so cold that his entire body trembled.
This time, there might have been a problem with the Qi Platform. It said that it was raining, and it really did. Moreover, it was getting heavier and heavier, and it did not have any intention of stopping.
The pedestrians had all disappeared, leaving only a few cars on the rainy road.
Lonely--
Luo Zhiqiang held an umbrella and looked at the girl in the distance in the rain. He walked back because he knew that there were no shops within a 50-mile radius. It was impossible to buy an umbrella, but the rain would not stop for a while.
Luo Zhiqiang walked back to the newspaper stand and handed the umbrella in his hand to the girl. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran into the heavy rain. The rain flowed down his head and kept flowing. He ran in the rain and vented the depression in his heart. The girl looked at the boy who disappeared in the heavy rain in front of her and tears rolled down her eyes.
Later on, when they met at school, Luo Zhiqiang found out that the girl was called Zhang Xiaoying. Zhang Xiaoying had even bought two books for him, one titled " Triple Door " and the other titled " Ghost Blows Out the Light ". Luo Zhiqiang felt that Ghost Blows Out the Light was too heavy, so he threw half of it at home. He would look at the Triple Door whenever he had something to do. He liked Han Han from the beginning when he liked Zhang Xiaoying. If he did not know Zhang Xiaoying, he would not have known about Han Han, nor would he have known that there were people like him in this world. He dared to give 250 the middle finger because Cai Tianchen liked Han Han's works. However, every time someone saw him looking at the Triple Door, they would ask about Guo Jingming. At this time, Luo Zhiqiang would give that person the middle finger. I like to give him the middle finger because Han Han has also given Little Four the middle finger before. I'll give him the middle finger to anyone Han Han looks down on!
Actually, Luo Zhiqiang himself didn't know much about 250 because he never liked to copy others. Even if he did, he would copy boldly. He was not like a certain 250 who would not admit to copying. It didn't matter if he didn't admit it and even went to the publishing house to publish it. It didn't matter if it was published. After all, you would still have to give some of the royalties to the original author!
The works that others had worked so hard to create and brewed for a long time were gone just like that. This was like a virgin (conservative) who was about to get married the next day but was raped by a local hooligan for no reason. After being raped, he even spread the news everywhere and made it a big deal. What about the one who was raped?
Those who were raped could only swallow their voices in their dreams, but they had nowhere to seek justice!
Those who were raped could only swallow their voices in their dreams, but they had nowhere to seek justice!
Even if she mustered up the courage to seek justice, her reputation would be ruined. In the eyes of others, she would become an adulteress, and she would never be able to raise her head in life.
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