Chapter 111: Versailles

Chapter 111 Versailles

"I go!"

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

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

Except for the count’s wife, everyone took action!

This is not a murder, but a trial!

A murder case resulted in the loss of one life, and dozens of lives were shattered, twisted, and ended. They needed justice, and when legal justice was absent, a twelve-person jury made this decision on this train. A belated justice!

This ending is so bold!

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

Yet it fit perfectly without any flaws, making people impressed, shocked, and applauded. Of course, there was no table next to her, so she photographed her thighs.

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

Sister Chen is a person with a strong sense of empathy. She is still immersed in the book at the moment and can’t wait to share the power of this book with her husband. “Lao Xu, this book is really, so—”

She didn't want to say bad words.

Keniu Beer is the best adjective at this moment, so creative! But it makes sense. The contrast between the complexity of the puzzle and the simplicity of the answer is completely impressive.

"Um."

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

Sister Chen talked about it and saw that Xu Guangzheng was asleep, so she wanted to share it with others, such as Liu Tao. However, thinking that Liu Tao hated spoilers the most, she still chose to turn off the lights and go to sleep. However, this kind of excitement could not subside in a moment. ,

She was awake for a long time before she drifted off to sleep.

Morning.

Five or six o'clock.

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

He wondered, “Who is it?”

Liu Tao: “Me.”

Xu Guangzheng opened the door and saw Liu Tao yawning with dark circles under his eyes, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

“Where’s the second half?”

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

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

He let Liu Tao in.

Liu Tao handed the thing in his hand to Xu Guangzheng, which was fried dough sticks and tofu.

Xu Guangzheng took the answer and asked him to sit on the sofa. He originally planned to go to the kitchen, but under Liu Tao's aggressive gaze, he entered the bedroom. He remembered that his wife had finished reading last night, so she took everything out and handed it to Liu Tao, and then went The kitchen brought dishes and chopsticks.

Liu Tao didn't read. After eating his share of fried dough sticks and tofu puffs, he took the manuscript and left.

He is afraid of being disturbed.

“Hey, this guy.”

Xu Guangzheng was eating by himself.

************

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

The uncle was loudly shouting, "A certain man rode on me alone and kicked the Tang camp to the ground, only to make the son-in-law cry out in sorrow..."

He also asked Jiang Yang to sing a verse with him, "Let me see if you are an opera singer."

Jiang Yang said: "That man thinks too highly of me. I can't sing well, so don't screw up your tune when the time comes."

The uncle reassured Jiang Yang that he had been singing opera all his life, and he could still let Jiang Yang sing a random line and take it to the ditch, "I see you are so interested in opera. If you are a talented person, maybe you can I can combine my interests and career into one.”

Jiang Yang was familiar with the uncle and said without hesitation: "Uncle, did you earn your house here by singing opera?"

Then he is quite interested.

Jiang Yang was surprised. In this world, does opera have such a high status?

“My wife, who I met while singing, was an opera singer before giving birth to a child. Now she is acting. He earned it.”

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

Jiang Yang gave a thumbs up, "Uncle, your level of teasing Menzi is better than mine."

The old man sat down and sighed, "Oh, you can't make money by singing opera anymore, but you can't throw away this ancestor's stuff. I think you are suitable. Your family has money, leisure, and interest. It is best to learn opera." It’s appropriate.”

He asked Jiang Yang to sing a few lines after him, "I mainly want to listen to your five tones, listen to your pronunciation of words, and see if the ancestor will reward you with food."

“Seeing Luo Cheng bite my teeth and scold me for being a shameless little slave...”

He stopped and asked Jiang Yang to sing along.

Jiang Yang sang, "Seeing Luo Cheng bite my teeth..."

“Stop, stop!”

The uncle covered his chest and said, "It's not just God who refuses to reward you with food, you have a grudge against the ancestor."

The uncle tried to sing another sentence by himself. To be honest, he suspected that he had been led astray. He consolidated it several times before he stabilized his Taoist mind.

The uncle put away the bird cage and said, "You."

The uncle looked regretful.

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

Jiang Yang said no.

The promotional video was all completed yesterday. Today, Li Qingning was resting at home. Jiang Yang went to the company's set to play games, so he simply didn't go. They both slept in and didn't bother to make breakfast.

The uncle picked up the birdcage and said, "Let's go."

They went 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 good about it. I haven't left the community after walking for a long time. If it weren't for his filial piety, I wouldn't come here." Woolen cloth."

Jiang Yang said: "Sir, this is a bit like Versailles."

Uncle: “What?”

Jiang Yang: "I'm sure it's true. Such a big place is flashy, and my wife doesn't want me to live there."

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

After Jiang Yang nodded, the uncle sighed, "My son is over forty and hasn't married yet. It doesn't matter how handsome he is. The more girls he chases, the better he gets. The more dazzled he becomes, the more he can't settle down. He's wasting his time in vain." .”

Jiang Yang agreed: "Hey, it's useless if you are too handsome. You don't have to choose. The best one will directly pursue you to marry."

The uncle glanced at him sideways: "If you don't have a family, you can still have a career. He just won the best actor award at 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 and beautiful, has been called the Big Devil. Her third or several Golden Dove trophies are still being put away by the organizing committee and she doesn't want to receive them." Woolen cloth."

The uncle stopped and said, "You are quite interesting."

Versailles, I can still guess it.

He hasn't found anyone to relieve his boredom for a long time, so he only has a bird to relieve his boredom.

Jiang Yang thought it was okay, "Uncle, who is your son?"

Perhaps I can borrow a pair of underwear for later use.

“Wang Zheng.”

“Oh, him.”

Jiang Yang had heard about it. Before he knew about the Big Demon King, he didn't know much about the entertainment industry, but Wang Zheng had heard a lot about it.

When my roommates say that they are handsome, they all say that Wang Zheng from such and such place has a status comparable to that of Hu Ge, and the older he gets, the more interesting he is. However, Jiang Yang felt that Wang Zheng was a domestic version of Li Zizi. He had acting skills and had appeared in many popular films, but he couldn't win awards. In the end, he relied on the same routine as Li Zizi to win a significant Best 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?"

“Uncle, let’s not have breakfast and go get glasses.”

While they were talking, they walked out of the side door and entered the park. After walking a short distance, they turned out through the east gate of the park. Outside the east gate, there were several breakfast shops selling fried liver, bean juice, braised pork, etc.

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

(End of this chapter)

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