Chapter 321 (1/2)

I didn't feel impatient. I listened to Fu Shengbing's speech patiently

I never thought that Fu Shengbing would have such a sense of justice.

As a matter of fact, my view on Saint Yi is quite acceptable. I also know a writer who once said a word to me, which is fresh in my memory: the writers now support a large number of workers who work in publishing media and printing, a large number of opportunistic booksellers who steal books, and a large number of vendors who sell pirated books for a living But it's just that I can't support myself. The rampant piracy, combined with the publishing house's concealment of royalties, and the high personal income tax make it helpless that most writers have little income

After Fu Shengbing finished talking, he took those pirated books from the sofa and tore them all to pieces

To be exact, I was shocked.

I suddenly felt that I should be in my heart and give Fu Shengbing a new definition.

Her poison Her sense of justice What is the real face of Fu Shengbing?

Do people have good and evil sides?

Is every woman a mystery?

Is it really so hard to guess the woman's mind?

It is from this moment that I finally found the first advantage of Fu Shengbing. This advantage makes me suddenly feel that Fu Shengbing is not as annoying as I thought.

She, even some lovely, spicy cute!

That night, after washing and washing, I sat in my bedroom and searched the Internet for some information about Sanda, especially a documentary called ”fighting for supremacy in China and Thailand”, which aroused my great interest. This reminds me of my fight with several Thai Boxing masters at the world security exchange Those years of burning passion, and now the flat life, formed a sharp contrast, I think some miss.

At this time, Fu Shengbing pushed in. She wore a pink nightgown. As soon as she came in, she shouted at me, ”Hello, Lao Zhao, how about teaching me boxing tomorrow morning?”

Her expression is not cold or hot, which is different from that of Fu Shengbing.

Moreover, I found her pretty face mixed with a trace of melancholy and desolation that was not easy to be detected.

But she still pretended to be supercilious, sat down with a smile, put her elbow on my arm, and used body language to put pressure on me.

Instead of answering her questions, I turned to look at her and asked, ”it's very hard, isn't it?”

Fu Shengbing's smile froze. She didn't expect that I could see through her mind. She tried hard to cover up her inner pain, but I still knew her through.

”No, no, what's wrong with me? I'm happy!” Fu Shengbing stood up, but turned his face to the past, not daring to face me.

She has a weak side in her heart.

Sun Hongxing and break up, she is not feeling. After all, he was her first love, and she had feelings no matter how savage she was.

I stood up, I don't know why, my heart filled with a little sympathy to deal with Saint ice.

I turned to pat Fu Shengbing on the shoulder and comforted him: ”Fu Shengbing, I want to open up a little bit. It's not worth being sad for someone like sun Hongxing!”

Fu Shengbing, who was back to me, quietly wiped his eyes, then turned around and said with a smile, ”how could it be! How can I be sad for him? How much is he? ”

Though I said this, I saw the crystal in her eyes.

She has feelings, too.

Fu Shengbing, who looks overbearing, also has a weak side!

I took out a cigarette, stood on the cigarette box and pounded it upside down for several times to make the tobacco more solid.

However, he was robbed by Fu Shengbing and held in his mouth.

I took another one. I lit it for her first and then myself.

”Fu Shengbing, please drive a little. It's not your fault. I can understand how you feel. You will gradually forget him! ” I said. At this time, I sympathize with Fu Shengbing. It's really not easy for her. She's obviously in pain and has to pretend to be strong Moreover, her character, a little like her former girlfriend from dream, too much like. However, Yumeng is not as insidious as she is.

I don't know. Is Yumeng OK now?

Fu Shengbing took a few puffs, then hurriedly choked them out, and then asked, ”teach me how to practice boxing tomorrow, OK?”

This time it's a tone of entreaty.

I know that she wants to practice boxing to soothe her injured soul.

So, I did not refuse her, nodded a bit of head way: ”good.”

One word answer, very straightforward. But immediately let Fu Shengbing smile again.

”Thank you.” Fu Shengbing smiled and turned out of the room.

She was in a hurry to leave, but she didn't want me to see more of her worries.