Chapter 179:

Dong Qin walked away with gratitude, and Song Rui gently picked up Xu Yiyang and followed Van Gogh with him. He did not take the elevator, but accompanied him to climb up layer by layer according to the habits of the youth, even if his arms The weight in the bend did cause difficulty in his breathing. After entering the house, he exhaled a few breaths from his back to make him look very relaxed and natural. Then he put the child into the bathtub and poured water slowly.
"How about the little yellow man?" He observed the furnishings in the bedroom through a glass door.
Fanjaro opened Xu Yiyang's schoolbag and took out his workbook, explaining: "It lives in the old house, and we will move over in a few days."
"Tell me when you move, and I will help you." Song Rui took a heavy job for granted.
"Okay." Van Gogh nodded, his mouth involuntarily ticked off.
The water in the small bathtub was full, Song Rui took out a pack of disinfectant paper towels, wiped the inside and outside of the large bathtub several times, rinsed it again and again, and poured water into it when it was finished.
Fangallo observed Xu Yiyang's homework while secretly observing his every move, and could not help asking curiously, "Why don't you wipe the Yangyang bathtub again?"
Song Rui's busy hand paused, and he didn't know how to explain for a while. He can't always say that he only cares about Fangallo, Xu Yiyang just incidentally? Even if he is as cautious as he is, it is difficult to be treated equally in some respects.
How can it be treated equally? There are only two kinds of human beings in his eyes, one is Van Gogh, and the other is others.
"I forgot, I will pay attention next time." He put the used disinfected tissues in one place and put them in the trash basket. The tone seemed casual, but the voice was tight.
Fangallo didn't notice his strangeness, but just smiled and lowered his head to continue his homework. He does not care about the differences in these details at all. His perception of emotions is still very shallow, and may even be a blank. The particularity of the psychic medium makes him seldom allow his thoughts to wander in his mind because he Know that it is very dangerous.
People like them are simpler and more powerful.
Song Rui secretly breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't know why but felt very disappointed. He could only immerse himself in cleaning the bathroom to adjust his mood. He wiped the vanity, glass door, and floor tiles over and over again, and when everything was as good as new, his galloping emotions were absorbed into the depths of his heart, and calm was restored. He silently packed up the garbage, and walked out calmly, sitting quietly beside Van Gogh, helping him check his work together.
Fangallo naturally leaned in and asked next to his arm: "This word seems to be misspelled? I remember the ending e is not r."
Song Rui looked at his unconscious subtle gesture of dependence, and his tense face softened unconsciously, nodding his head in response: "Well, you remember right, it's e."
After more than an hour, Song Rui left, and Van Gogh stood on the balcony watching his car walk away, and stood in the cool evening breeze for a while, before closing the glass door and returning to the bathroom. He squeezed a drop of dark black ink from his fingertips and fell into Xu Yiyang's bathtub. After sitting in his bathtub, he pressed his right hand against the heart and pulled it in.
Even if he could crush his bones, he could not help but groan, which shows how much pain such a move caused him, but he did not hesitate, and his fingertips slowly pulled into his chest until one The bright light group was photographed in the palm of his hand and dragged out.
The light group was violently flickering and oscillating as if it were about to explode, and everything around it was shining brightly and swaying. Pieces of shadow are projected on the wall, but will suddenly disappear in the transformation of light, like an invisible ghost or ghost. Due to the appearance of the light group, this room seems to be drawn into the boundary between darkness and light, completely isolated from the real world, giving a terrible sense of depression.
Xu Yiyang, who was lying in the bathtub, turned over, showing a painful expression.
Fangalo immediately wrapped the light group with his palm, trying to block some of its power, but was affected by its dissipative remnants, and he could not help revealing a patient expression of patience. What he was most afraid of was not the heartache he had to experience when he took it out, but he felt its memory and was brought back to that past.
He held it hard, and it took a long, long time to suppress the bright and aggressive light and restore it to its original appearance.
This is also a fish-shaped jade pendant, three-inch square, small and exquisite, but larger than the jade pendant collected so far by Vanguard, and the color is darker, with a hint of ink in the dark gray, like a few cracks split It was like a few freehand brushstrokes deliberately rendered, which made the little fish come alive, as if he would flick its tail and jump into the air in the next second.
Van Gogh squeezed it subconsciously and finished fitting the two-inch square jade piece brought back today to it, kneading it slowly, pinching it slowly, it took a lot of energy to fuse them together .
After doing all this, Van Gogh actually exhaled a long breath, as if under great pressure, and then stared at this jade pendant into a daze. Crystal clear water flashed in his dark eyes, but disappeared for a moment, almost as if an illusion. He pressed Yu Pei to his chest, pressed hard, wrapped it with his flesh, and hid it in the deepest part of his heart. Anyone who wants to get it must defeat him first, then cut open his body, take out his heart, and stir it in his ventricle.
The so-called defending with life is probably the case, and Van Gogh ’s promise has never been a lie.
Collecting Yu Pei properly, he took the head and slept slowly.
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The next day, Song Rui drove long ago to the Moon Bay community, accompanied Vangallo to send his children to school, and bought two identical mobile phones on the way home, and replaced two phone cards.
"Listening to Song Nuanwen that your agent is looking for you is going crazy, asking your news everywhere."
"I know what he asked me for, I don't need him to help the public relations whitewash."
"As long as you are happy. How about the funeral of Xiao Yanling's family?"
"Almost, the cremation time has been scheduled. I let the police inform their relatives. I do n’t know how many will come. I am going to take their ashes to the mountain, throw it by the waterfall, and send it to the wind. Here, they should like it. "Van Gaal pointed to a mountain outside the window and a silver mirror hanging on the mountain. It was a waterfall, it was crumbling all day long, it was shocked by the cool wind and fog, and it was accompanied by birds and flowers, it was a good place to sleep.
Even in the face of a dead soul, or even a long-lost dead soul, Van Gaal still maintains a care and awe of life.
Song Rui nodded with a smile, but his heart sank. He could hardly imagine what kind of talent would be willing to kill such a beautiful creature. What kind of cruelty should the person who is an enemy to him, the person who is likely to destroy him when he sees him?
Song Rui's thoughts were messed up again, so he had to pick up his phone and pretend to watch the news, in order to cover up his abnormality. Fangallo also checked on Weibo, his brows raised.
Gao Qianqin's methods are being upgraded step by step. After fabricating the criminal evidence and accusing Liu Zhao, she spent money to invite the three fake sisters of Liu Zhao and a group of fellow villagers to talk in front of the media. He starved his father and mother, took away the money, and let the corpse rot in the shed.
Netizens were shocked and yelled at Liu Zhao for being an inferior animal, deserving to go to jail! The court must give him a sentence, severely sentenced, do not let this scum come out and harm society!
In just one day and one night, Liu Zhao ’s reputation has become unhealthy, and Mo will make his debut in the future, fearing that he will be beaten even if he goes out.
Gao Qianqian completely cut off all his outlets, and really didn't say anything about it.
At the same time, she did not forget to "take care" of Van Gogh, and invited a large number of sailors to call him a stick, a liar, and a maniac, and his reputation and credibility suffered an unprecedented blow. The so-called "real hammer" she released has shaken many fans who originally believed in the teacher. In the video, he held a script and talked with Liu Zhao one after another. It was really like acting against lines!
Song Rui also saw these news, and said indifferently: "Gao Qianqian is a man with a lot of ambitions. Go step by step and watch ten steps. As long as Liu Zhao is not Liu Zhao and the gardener is not a gardener, she will do it. Out of the most beneficial to her choice. Ruining you and Liu Zhao is just the first step, and then she will make big moves. "
"What's the big move?" Fangallo asked curiously.
Song Rui was trying to explain, but Dong Qin called in with a very urgent tone: "Dr. Song, have you seen the news on the Internet? Gao Qianqin is too vicious, and even invited that fake family member to Liu Zhaopo Dirty water. Can I meet you now, let's discuss how to help Liu Zhao reverse the case? "
"Is the cultural company started by Liu Zhao going public?" Song Rui didn't answer the question.
"Yes, it will be on the market soon. He knows how to operate and can achieve great success in everything. He is really good and kind. Most of the money he makes is used for charity. It should be reduced to this point. "Dong Qin's voice choked back again, and he had to cover his mouth to adjust his emotions.
Song Rui calmly said: "Wait then, wait for you to take his mother back and find a place for proper placement. I will naturally arrange it later."
"How long to wait? He is now in disrepair, has nothing, and is still in prison, he ..."
Song Rui interrupted Dong Qin's words: "If you don't believe me, you can change a lawyer."
Dong Qin shouted immediately: "No, no, I believe you, I will not change the lawyer."
"I will inform you when the time is ripe, and there will be results in up to three days." Song Rui appeased.
Dong Qin was full of doubts, but did not dare to ask more. Although Dr. Song always looks like a gentle man, his intuition tells her that this person is not easy to mess with. Should he be able to fulfill his promise and let Gao Qianqian lose his entire life?
To be honest, with the DNA evidence, Dong Qin wanted to reverse the case for Liu Zhao is very easy, but she is really not reconciled, because she ca n’t grasp any of Gao Qianqin ’s handles at the moment, the other party only needs to say
I do n’t know "Can offset all sins. In the end, she was Mrs. Liu, and Liu Zhao had to give away half of her property if she wanted to divorce her.
Thinking of Liu Zhao in the prison, Dong Qin covered his face and was so sad that he wanted to cry. When he showed his face, there was a gloomy light in his eyes. She didn't dare to deal with Gao Qianqian just because she was afraid of hitting a rat and hurting the jade bottle. Now that Gao Qianqian is doing more and more, she doesn't need to be kind to her anymore. Yes, do you want to ruin Liu Zhao? I ruined you first!
Dong Qin is busy there, and Van Gogh is not idle. Log in to Weibo and directly @ 文 思雨: [Give you a prophecy: the way to dance is your way to becoming a god, otherwise you will be mediocre. If you have to enter the entertainment world, you can try all the resources related to dance, otherwise you will completely disappear from the screen within a year. Another: I do n’t like you, my vision is not so bad. 】
As soon as this Weibo came out, the netizens rushed madly again, and vandalized Lingala in a poisonous language. The constant maliciousness paralyzed his homepage, and now few people will believe him, and everyone has long confuse him with the magic sticks that use the name of psychic to deceive money and deceive.
Seeing that he was scolded completely, he almost didn't get angry with this Weibo, Wen Siyu finally felt a little happier.
Her agent set out several contracts and said: "This Van Gogh is a bit evil. Several of the resources you have recently received are related to dance, and he was really hit by him. You see, this is one. The variety show of the star celebrity dance is very popular in the last season, and this season should also be hot; this is a show of amateur competition hip-hop, the first season of the original, I have read their planning book, they are very creative, they I want to invite you to be a star tutor there, and I will let you cooperate with the players to dance a few dances, which can maximize your talents and should be able to help you attract a lot of fans; this is an audition invitation for a TV series, female Three, a favorite concubine who has a history of palm dance, which fits your appearance and expertise very well. Although he is a small production director, the script is very well written. These three jobs are tailor-made for you. If you pick them up, you will definitely make a difference. This Van Gogh is really not a magical stick. Do n’t offend him, let people withdraw the video and the hot search. "
The agent ’s words were fueling the fire, making Wen Siyu explode on the spot: "You have helped me push these three invitations. I will not take on the work of dancing in the future. Open his dog's eyes and take a good look. My fate of Wen Siyu is only in his own hands, and will never be swayed by a few of his farts! When I am red, I will slap him on the spot and smash his dog. tooth!"
Wen Siyu rummaged through a bunch of planning books, and finally carried out a contract: "I want to participate in this show," Chinese Restaurant ", it is the trumpet variety show of Lemon Terrace, and it is very popular every season. My resources are so good, How could it not be red. "
The agent was originally the most optimistic about this show, and immediately van Gogh's advice was left behind.
On the other side, Van Gogh seemed to sense something, and he couldn't help but smile. Song Rui leaned over to look at his cell phone and shook his head: "The more you say this, the less Wen Siyu will take dance work, you are digging for her."
Fangallo shook his head and said: "I didn't dig her pit, every suggestion I gave her was sincere, and giving up dancing completely was her own choice."
"Okay, you said no digging, no digging." Song Rui pretended to believe him.
Fangallo turned the web page with a serious expression, and finally squinted at Dr. Song, but was caught by the other party. He stiffened for a moment, then closed his eyes and nodded with thin lips: "Well, I admit, I did dig a hole for Wen Siyu. Why do you look at me, don't you also dig a hole for Gao Qianqi?" ? "His remarks are obviously of a stubborn nature, as if to say what you can do, why can't I do it? This way he is really fresh, very naive, and very cute.
Song Rui covered his face with his hands and laughed lowly.
At the same time, Gao Qianqian hurriedly came to the prison to visit Liu Zhao, and indirectly acknowledged his identity by opening his first sentence: "You call Dong Qin now and let her close. I might consider reaching a deal with you. Settlement out of court. You have to think about it. You are not qualified to fight against me now. If Dong Qin continues to provoke me, I can make you sit down in one sentence! "
"So you always know that I am me, right?" Liu Zhao slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of ice-cold eyes and a face of disappointment and pain.