"This is necessary."

Jiang Yi is cherishing.

Chen Dafa was very curious. He rarely saw Jiang Yi full of words.

Jiang Yi said frankly: "There has always been a group of people in our country, and they are busy at the grassroots level every day. They don't have so much time and energy to watch our show on our usual, and even the train that is still rushing home on New Year's Eve.

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"There are also some older workers who have no mobile phones and live in a closed city every day. Use their hands to contribute to the society."

"Whether it is the national platform and the public, they should not ignore them. Only the Spring Festival Gala maximizes the feelings of that generation, which can make them have enough interest."

"The collection of Huaxia this year, not only should I illuminate the lights, but also illuminate their way home!"

"good!"

Chen Dafa did not hesitate to say: "I will support you in the stage!"

"Is there any plan in the ninth issue?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

Jiang Yi shook his head.

After continuing to talk, he walked out of Chen Dafa's office, and the sisters around him all cast a good and envious vision.

A little fan girl who just came in and internship saw Jiang Yi flushed, watching the colleagues next to her and asked, "Is this the youngest deputy director in our stage?"

"I even saw Jiang Shen himself?"

Xiao Fanmei stared at Jiang Yi until he got on the elevator and disappeared in his sight.

Woohoo, why does Jiang Shen not bring a newcomer ...

"I have to find inspiration."

Jiang Yi walked out of the National Taiwan Building, looked at the environment around him, whispered.

Nympho

At 11 o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Yi walked out of a cafe. From the afternoon to the present, he wandered in the city center where the lights were still bright.

The hard work in the city is busy from morning to night. Only late at night can their physical and mental peace be peaceful.

Even if this point is, there are still many people who are under dark circles, walking out of the office building, like a machine, go home, go to bed, get up early, go to work ...

Reincarnation day after day.

Jiang Yi wore a black down jacket and moved towards a relatively secluded street.

Here, there are many or young people who are young, or middle -aged people who squat on both sides, bury their heads under their bodies, sobbing faintly.

The more prosperous places, the more people can't say bitterness.

Jiang Yi did not stop because of anyone, and he kept sounding in his ears, calling himself with his friends and friends.

"Three years, I have been boiled for three years, my performance is the first, because I did n’t have enough time, this time I was selected!”

"Mom, I want to go home. The big city is too difficult to go out. It seems that no matter how hard it is, the boss will think of me as young and not in a hurry to promote it.

Being able to settle here, I have to go to half a salary every moon house ... "

"Lao Luo, this age is a mortgage loan and a car loan. Various loans over us, but the salary is difficult to go up. It is not enough to make good results.

Without our youth, all our efforts have to be spent on loans and lives, what else can we say? "

A young man who looks only about twenty -five years old talks to his university roommate: "In the end, the salary is going up, but the body is collapsed.

Hospital, how can I live well, let alone the old, there are old! "

Jiang Yi was heavy and walked next to him one by one.

Sighing, shaking his head, pain, he came along the way, the most seen.

All beings are too bitter, especially, now young people!

After finally getting into the university, I have become a skill, and I wanted to show their skills in the society, but this is no longer a golden age of entrepreneurship, so most people can only become the work class. I can want to be promoted to salary and increase.

It ’s not enough, I have to get older, from the stage of being able to show their skills, unrestrained youth stages, until the dragging family ...

After walking out of this street, Jiang Yi exhaled heavy breath.

If this problem has always existed, there will be generations of people who repeat the same generation.

The city is always swallowing.

"The first theme of the ninth phase of Huaxia is the teenager."

Jiang Yi looked at the micro -yellow street lights, those who collapsed several times and were trapped in suffering, firmly said.

"In the next issue, you must speak for the young man!"

Jiang Yi remembered the existence of young and promising one after another in the history of Huaxia.

Gan Luo was 12 years old and was sealed!

Yue Yun was 12 years old, 21 -year -old Baiqi Millions of Millions!

When Murong Ke was 15 years old, he led the army and conquered the war in the south!

Huo Qubing was sealed at the age of 17!

Who has no hero, heroes since ancient times!

Jiang Yi returned to the car, stepped on the throttle, and left the bustling downtown.

Nympho

Brown rice.

The palm of Smith in the conference room was red.

"Do you know how many people in the Mi State divorced these days?!"

"Isn't we forbidden to collect Huaxia, how can we not have influence?"

"You don't want me to be the chief director, right?"

Smith is so angry that he has received the most in the past few days.

"The negotiations are unreasonable, the threat is unreasonable, and the ban cannot be banned. How can we be so passive?!"

Smith pointed at the deputy director and said.

The deputy director's head was stunned, but he didn't dare to refute. He had to get up and said, "The general director, I have tried to find a way."

Jackmi, who was sitting by the wall by the wall, said: "The general director doesn't have to worry too much. The Spring Festival Gala of Huaxia is coming. I grew up in that country.

The show, come to the Spring Festival Gala. "

"Collection of Huaxia is the current popular, and it is also the card of Huaxia platform, which will inevitably become one of the Spring Festival Gala shows."

"What does this have to do with us?" Smith rolled his eyes.

"Spring Festival Gala, there is absolutely no problem!"

Jack Michami laughed: "No matter how hot Jiang Yi is, if you turn over in the Spring Festival Gala, we will be defeated. We can let people have chronic things about his diet. When the Spring Festival Gala, he can let him die!"

Smith looked at Jackmi a little surprisingly. He never thought about killing Jiang Yi.

For Jiang Yi's diet, it is not difficult to see Smithson. You only need to arrange some people in the shops near Jiang Yi's house, and he does not believe Jiang Yi without eating once.

However, this requires a designed design.

Nympho

At this time, Jiang Yi did not expect that a struggle related to life has been quietly brewing.

He sat on the rooftop and looked up at the stars that had rarely appeared in big cities.

Can't help but think of a sentence -----
Chapter completed!