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Moreover, it can be seen that the temperament is very quiet.

It is the same temperament as the photos sent by Song Anjing when she first joined Tang Feng as a friend.

Tang Feng was dumb: "I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

"This should be called fate." Song Anjing replied the message in seconds.

Then, about half a minute later, another message was sent: "I have encountered some troubles recently, can I delay you for a while, can I talk to you?"

"?" Tang Feng answered briefly with a question mark.

Song Anjing sent a voice message this time.

The voice was still gentle and quiet: "I just keep reading your books and think you are quite wise."

"Moreover, too many concepts fit with me."

"The questions I have encountered, probably among the people I know, only you are the most qualified and most likely to be able to answer them."

Tang Feng smiled and replied, "I suspect you are blowing my rainbow fart."

"No, no, it's all from the truth." Song Jingjing still sent a voice message, "I really like your works and the ideas permeated in your works."

"So, I don't want to hide anything from you."

Tang Feng could hear the sincerity in her tone, and replied directly: "I believe you, what's the problem?"

"Can I chat with you on WeChat?" Song Jingjing asked politely.

Tang Feng dialed directly.

The call was quickly connected.

Immediately afterwards, Song Anjing's voice sounded a little grateful: "Thank you for your willingness to waste your precious time. Listen to me."

"You say." Tang Feng smiled slightly.

"It turns out that you are so young, and your voice is so nice." Song Jingjing's voice was a little surprised, but she still seriously began to explain her distress.

Tang Feng listened quietly.

The problem Song Jingjing described was actually not complicated.

It is nothing more than that because I want to pursue the life I like, it turns out that I am a bit out of tune with the people around me.

Then, there were some gossips around, which made her very distressed.

While listening, Tang Feng subconsciously used the idiomatic thinking of writing to analyze.

The first is to grasp the key point of Song Jingjing's distress.

Then, there are the characters in Song Anjing's description.

The roles of these characters respectively.

And it turns out.

With such an analysis, the problem seems to be much simpler.

Some core things in writing skills seem to be completely embedded in reality to solve problems.

And just after he finished combing and analyzing, the system prompt sounded:

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At the same time, a cool breath flooded into his mind.

Then, Tang Feng found that when listening to Song Jingjing's explanation, his mind seemed to be much clearer.

What is the point of the question?

What is the background of the problem?

Is there any need to fix it?

If so, what should I do? How many solutions are there?

...

Countless elements that must be considered to solve the problem, all emerged clearly.

So that when Song Jingjing told about her troubles and asked what to do.

Without hesitation, Tang Feng blurted out: "If this matter were placed on other people, I would have three ways of thinking and six ways to solve the problem."

"But you are different."

"That's your character."

"There's nothing wrong with doing it."

"Really?" Song Anjing seemed to be greatly encouraged just by hearing these words.

Tang Feng affirmed: "If a person lives his life in the way he likes without causing trouble to others, what's wrong with it?"

"You summed up your words so accurately that it touched my heart." Song Anjing's voice seemed to be touched a little.

Tang Feng knew that the heat was almost ready.

Only then did he release the sentence that had been hidden all along: "You already have many advantages and advantages, but the only thing is that your strength can't support your ambition."

Song Anjing suddenly realized.

After a long silence, he said gratefully, "Thank you very much."

"I know what to do next."

Tang Feng just smiled.

After encouraging her again, she hung up the phone.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Song Anjing sent another message: "You are really amazing."

"I unilaterally declare that from now on, you will be my male god."

"Male god, as a thank you to you tonight, I will send you a late night bonus."

At the end of the message, a photo was attached.

In the photo, Song Jingjing was dressed in business attire, her hair was tied back, and the collar of her shirt was about to be stretched open.

Sitting in the office, holding a Montblanc pen in one hand, as if to sign the document.

While being glamorous, she also exudes an aura of repelling people thousands of miles away.

She is completely different from the quiet and beautiful~~young~~ female image in the previous photos.

After the photo was sent, Song Anjing sent another message:

"Guess who is this?"

Tang Feng didn't think too much, and casually replied, "Are you still a cosplay fan?"

"Wrong guess." Song Anjing replied in seconds, "She is my twin sister, Song Anning."

Tang Feng fell silent for a moment:

twin?

Sister flowers?

A glamorous royal sister, a dignified, quiet and beautiful~~young~~girl.

They are all the ones with good looks and figures.

This, the fairy combination!

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