Amnesia Guide Of A Mermaid

The Qin family quickly got the medicine needed by Master Zhuang and delivered it to Zhuang Yan. After taking the medicine, Master Zhuang needed to observe it in the hospital for a few days to make sure that there was no problem before surgery.

According to the requirements of Qin's housekeeper, Zhuang Yan lived in Qin's house in the future. After appeasing Zhuang's grandfather, he began to move. There are not many things that need to be taken away, except for a few changed clothes, the rest is the boxing gloves that have been with him for many years.

The glove is worn, even if he often wipes it, it is difficult to hide the traces of the years.

Qin Ruoshui sat in a wheelchair and looked at the busy gardeners on the lawn in the distance through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The water pipe sprayed a large spray of water mist. The wind blew, the water droplets on the leaves tremble slightly, and Zhuang Yan carried his luggage from The distance gradually came.

He will live longer in this place in the future.

Butler Qin came over from the back and asked, "Isn't Mr. rest assured yet?"

Qin Ruoshui withdrew his eyes: "Is there any difference between him and the people before?"

Butler Qin smiled mysteriously and did not answer Qin Ruoshui's question: "If Mr. is not worried, we can do a test."

Qin Ruoshui disagreed. He raised the corner of his mouth with a three-point mock, and a dark blue eye crossed an unexplained emotion: "Is it useful?"

Those people I have looked for before have also gone through thousands of choices and have been evaluated at various levels. However, they still have various thoughts about Qin Ruoshui.

When he was rushed to the manor, he also had to make excuses that Qin Ruoshui had lured them. Qin Ruoshui bought such people. He thought he did not need to be protected, but the housekeeper was always worried.

Zhuang Yan's figure completely disappeared in Qin Ruoshui's sight. Qin Ruoshui frowned: "Which room does he live in?"

"The second one east of the first floor."

The same as those before.

After getting the answer, Qin Ruoshui did not speak again.

The fingers gently tapped the armrests of the wheelchair, and a rhythmic voice echoed in the room.

...

Zhao Wei was invited to the magazine. He kept in mind Wu Lianshui's instructions to himself on the phone. In order to pay off his gambling debts as quickly as possible, he had to discredit Zhuang Yan.

He did not have any psychological pressure on this, he had done more excessive things than this. When he first sold Zhuang Yan, Zhao Wei ’s conscience felt a little uneasy, but as the number of bets gradually increased, the more he It has become more handy, and even the initial psychological burden is gone.

The female reporter who interviewed him sat opposite him. After Zhao Wei made a brief self-introduction, he asked him, "Do you know what Zhuang Yan was doing counterfeit?"

"I know," Zhao Wei sighed pretendingly, "I had persuaded him to come, he just didn't listen, and I couldn't help it."

The female reporter did n’t know much about Zhuang Yan, but she made a general understanding of Zhuang Yan ’s deeds one hour before the start of the interview. Interested, she leaned forward slightly and asked Zhao Wei: "Is he short of money then?"

Zhao Wei remembered what Wu Lianshui told him to say, "Hey, how do you say this? Who would think it is more and more like money?"

"That is to say, he didn't lack money at that time," the host curiously said, "what does he need to do with so much money"

Zhao Wei sighed and shook his head, his face filled with regret: "What else can I do? What is the most expensive, not just those few things?"

Although Zhao Wei did not point out clearly, the host already understood the meaning in his words. Many boxers were not well educated. After gaining fame and wealth, they would choose to fill the empty spiritual world with a corrupt life. Eat, drink, and gamble almost all.

The host had seen Zhuang Yan's photo, and had a trace of regret for the young person who had died prematurely. Now when Zhao Wei said this, the few good feelings have disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Wei continued: "The reason why he later withdrew from the boxing world was not that he was forced by the fans, but that he was not able to do so."

This is true, but with Zhao Wei ’s misleading, it is easy for a female reporter to associate her physical life with his corrupt life, and her sense of Zhuang Yan is even worse.

"Then why did he die?" The boxing fans on this question forum are very concerned. They can't think of Zhuang Yan's young age. How could he die suddenly.

Zhao Wei: "He has too many illnesses and bad personality. He often fights with people, and his health is getting worse. It is actually not easy to get through now."

"As his friend, have you persuaded him?"

"When did he hear me? He had threatened me to chop my hands."

Zhuang Yan did threaten Zhao Wei, but it was to make Zhao Wei stop gambling.

The host asked some personal questions about Zhuang Yan's life. Zhao Wei did not live up to Wu Lianshui's expectations and completely nailed Zhuang Yan to the stigma of the boxing world.

This report was soon published. The boxing fans were very shocked. There have been rumors that Zhuang Yan was not in good health, but it has never been confirmed. Now, after watching Zhao Wei ’s interview, one by one, the anger, Filled with indignation, if Zhuang Yan is still alive, they can all go to Zhuang Yan's door to throw rotten eggs and rotten leaves.

No one doubts the authenticity of Zhao Wei's words. He is a good brother of Zhuang Yan. The fans who have followed Zhuang Yan know that he can't discredit Zhuang Yan without injustice and hatred. And because of this interview, Zhuang Yan ’s few fans left are also turning black, but they ca n’t wait to dig Zhuang Yan out of the ashes box and raise the ashes inside.

[After years of sincerity, it was wrongly paid, so let ’s feed the dog]

[I also threatened to persuade my brother. I do n’t know what Zhuang Yan pretended to be. When he first came out, I said that this young man was not good, and he was expected. The game he played with Wu Lianshui was knock Get the medicine!

[This kind of scum is dead. I want to go out and put two firecrackers after the interview.]

[The **** from counterfeiting is a waste of air alive]

[No matter how talented it is, it ’s useless. This kind of person in the boxing world will only bring bad atmosphere to the boxing world, even if he dies.]

...

Wang Chengzong took the phone back and asked Zhuang Yan: "Don't you want to say anything when you see these comments on the forum?"

Through the brown glass, the simple buildings on the street and the traffic on and off seem to add a layer of quaint filters, and the bar is dimly lit, and the tall bartender stands behind the bar and prepares a glass The good cocktail was delivered to Zhuang Yan. Zhuang Yan raised his eyelids and asked blankly, "What are you talking about?"

"For example, dismantle Zhao Wei's hypocritical mask to prove your strength to your fans."

Zhuang Yan shook his head.

"why?"

"No time to train." Six words, concise and clear.

Wang Chengzong looked at Zhuang Yan with a monster-like gaze, and asked him: "Then you fans don't care if you call them like that now?"

What needs to be managed? He is a boxer, not a star, not an idol, and does not need to be responsible for those fans.

He was very grateful to these people for their love and support, but that was the only way.

Fans' love and blame, even hatred, was never the reason for his struggle, nor could he stop him from standing on the ring again.

So what does it matter how they say on the forum?

"Don't say this," Zhuang Yan shook the glass in his hand and said to Wang Chengzong, "I have a friend ..."

Wang Chengzong directly interrupted Zhuang Yan's words, "You said that your friend is you."

Zhuang Yan glanced at Wang Chengzong: "You talk a little too much."

"You continue to say." Wang Chengzong made a gesture of closing his mouth.

Wang Chengzong worked as a bartender in this bar. He has always been called the sister killer. None of the girls he fancy can escape his magic palm, but no girl has been with him for more than three months.

Although the girls knew that his name was outside, they always thought that he would be Wang Chengzong's last girlfriend and went to the arms after another.

Zhuang Yan wanted to learn from Wang Chengzong the skills of chasing people, but did not want him to know that he was pursuing a man, so he concealed some conditions: "My friend likes someone, but the other person is much older than him, and his identity The status does not match. In addition to my friends, many people are also pursuing each other. My friends want to ask how they can stand out from so many people. "

The blue light glanced over Zhuang Yan's face, and his peach blossom eyes seemed to show a deep affection, with gray eyes hanging down, his figure reflected in the wine glass, as if he was trapped by love.

Wang Chengzong's pupils shrank slightly, and then he showed a clear look. As soon as he grasped Zhuang Yan's wrist, he whispered to him, "Do you want to find a rich woman to be supported?"

Zhuang Yan: "..."

Not waiting for Zhuang Yan to speak, Wang Chengzong then patted his chest: "You ask the right person"

As he said, he pulled out a book "Teaching you how to please those girls" from behind and pushed it to Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan's expression was stiff, and his eyes swept across the pink cover of the book.

"No, there is still." Wang Chengzong fumbled a few times behind his hand, and took out a copy of "Bringing the Princess Home".

Zhuang Yan: "..."

Seeking Wang Chengzong for advice today does not seem to be the right decision.

"Not yet," Wang Chengzong sighed lightly, deeply feeling Zhuang Yan's criticism, he fumbled behind him again, "I'm going to sacrifice my big baby", a book "One Hundred from Single" "A Method" appeared in front of Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan's eyes swept from the three books on the table, and then fixed on Wang Chengzong.

Wang Chengzong raised his chin: "What do you look at me like this? Was it struck by my handsome posture?"

Zhuang Yan shook his head and asked, "How did you carry these books with you?"

Wang Chengzong: "..."

"It's necessary to review frequently." He answered with a chest.

Wang Chengzong's approach does not seem to be reliable, but Zhuang Yan still took the third book by surprise and prepared to return to the Qin family to study it.

However, before he even read the book, he fell into the hands of Qin Ruoshui.

In the early morning, Qin Ruoshui came down from the third floor, and he didn't know which string in his brain had a problem. Instead of going straight out as usual, he turned into the east corridor.

When he passed Zhuang Yan's door, he saw a book with a black and white cover scattered on the ground. It should have been accidentally dropped by Zhuang Yan when he was carrying luggage at night.

Qin Ruoshui hesitated for a moment, took out a pair of white gloves, put them on his hands, and then stooped down to pick up the book from the floor.

He glanced at the name on the cover, frowned slightly, and then opened the book.

"The first step is to show his presence in his circle of friends, let him remember you, and show his humor as much as possible."

"In the second step, the male peacock will show her best tail to the female when courting. You should show your charm in the circle of friends to let him know your advantages and have a good impression on you."

"If you succeed in the above two points, then you can proceed to the third step and start a casual chat with him. If you have good looks, you can send him a satisfactory selfie. If you have a good body, such as a belly, Muscles, waistcoats, etc. can also be shown to him. "

Qin Ruoshui: "..."

Butler Qin came over and asked curiously, "What is Mr. looking at?"

Qin Ruoshui didn't speak, but just showed the cover of this book "One Hundred Ways to Break Out of Singleness" to Qin's housekeeper.

Butler Qin coughed lightly, arguing for Zhuang Yan: "This is not necessarily Mr. Zhuang."

Qin Ruoshui said blankly: "I found it at his door."

"That's not necessarily for chasing Mr .."

Qin Ruoshui: "..."

He looked up and looked at the Qin Butler, did Zhuang Yan give Qin Butler some fascinating soup,

Under the gaze of Qin Ruoshui's inspection, Qin's housekeeper stood still.