Chapter 382 Stereotypes are bad
She is well versed in the principle of softness and toughness, and has been working hard to solve his worries—no matter what she wants to do, what she will do, or what she will do next, she will never involve him.
Although Lin Zhou didn't know what half a dime was, he just refused to let go.
Rao is such a determined person as Lu Jingzhi, so he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, "Well, thank you for coming to chat with me, and wasting so much of your time."
Lin Zhou looked at the little girl scratching her head and smiled at him embarrassedly. In just a moment, she went from full of energy to listless.
Lin Zhou took the teacup and drank the sweet tea, "The second son of the Mu family, Mu Sui, a frequent visitor to Yixiu Pavilion, loves a dancer, named Acacia Tears—don't look at me with that kind of eyes, this matter You can find out if you ask more questions.”
"Xiangsilei died half a year ago, and was thrown down from the third floor of Yixiu Pavilion. She was luckier than yesterday's girl, and you came to save her. It is said that Acacia's tears can water—there are not a few people who know how to water in the water town. But she fell headfirst."
Lu Jingzhi trembled when she heard the sighing voice, she thought of the big watermelon that suddenly burst.
Red, red, green, and green, splashing juice.
Also thought of the headshot zombie.
"After Xiangsilei died, the one you rescued became famous overnight in Yixiu Pavilion and became the lead dancer."
Lin Zhou said very frankly, "It seems that the lead dancer is a target of public criticism in Yixiu Pavilion. One dies every six months, and one dies every six months. It's absolutely impossible. When sailing in the lake, I don't know when a corpse will be fished out."
"Did they throw people down and not salvage them?" Lu Jingzhi's eyes were slightly red. She never listened to this kind of social darkness, but the matter has passed, and her mood is still calm. "Don't save people when you are alive." , Even if it’s dead, why don’t you fish it?”
Lin Zhou sneered, "Which family do you think the ladies and gentlemen are as kind as you are? Yixiu Pavilion is not a good thing, the dead ones are worthless, of course they won't bother to salvage them."
After soaking the hair, it was salvaged by the boatmen.
Looking at those clear eyes, Lin Zhou felt compassion for things other than himself for the first time in his life, "Yuanzhou is not as good as you think. It looks like you are here to visit your relatives? You should leave as soon as possible."
"No." Lu Jingzhi said, "Its uncleanness is its problem, not mine. Why should I go?"
Although she had a lot of thoughts, she still thanked her again, "Thank you, you told me so much. There are many things I can ask, but people will definitely be surprised. You can tell me these things, and it will save me a lot of trouble."
"It's good to know." Lin Zhou said.
He said in his heart, others, others may not necessarily know this.
Some things cannot be answered by asking.
Lu Jingzhi's mouth was full of thoughts, Acacia Tears died within half a year, after her death, Jiang Xinyu bravely ascended to the C position.
Is Jiangxin Island the attack?
Then Mu Sui takes revenge for love?
Well, the potential of the nonsense she learned from her sister has been stimulated.
After Lin Zhou left, Ji Ji asked her, "Why, what did you come up with? Did the one who lied to you do something bad?"
Lu Jingzhi shook his head, and explained his unconstrained guess to Ji Ji, who gasped, "Are you a potato pile?"
Lu Jingzhi’s shoulders trembled as he laughed, “You’re just stereotyping my sister, and some of her novels are not bloody!”
As a senior reader of Potato Heap, Hue Ji: Really? I do not believe.
"I don't want to anymore, my head hurts, I'm going to find Zhui Zhui, she let me go there when I have time."
(end of this chapter)