Cheng Ziyi reached out to greet a middle-aged woman busy and said, "Boss, order food."

"Oh, the big reporter is here. Hey, this handsome guy is? - boyfriend? Haha, it's amazing. Our Ziyi Big reporter is in love. What are the handsome guys eating? I'll treat you today." The boss lady said with a warm face, looking very familiar with Wang Cheng Ziyi.

"Ten skewers of grilled shrimps. Ten skewers of waists - all of them were ordered for him." Cheng Ziyi pointed at Zhao Ziyue and said. "Two chicken wings, one grilled squid, and one grilled crab - well. I have a corn and one eggplant. I'll serve so much first. By the way, I'll give you a pot of your special spicy hot pot."

The fat and fat boss lady came over and patted Zhao Ziyue on the shoulder, looked at him with a smile, and said, "What's wrong? The young man's kidneys are not good? I'm young, this is not OK. I'm going to make up for you. I'll make up for twenty strings of waist."

"My kidney is very good." Zhao Ziyue said with an embarrassed look on his face.

Who said that it can replenish the body with the shape? Who said that eating pig brain can replenish the human brain, and eating pig waist can replenish the kidneys?

"It's better for her to be happy." The boss lady said with great experience. "She asked you to eat your waist, which proves that she thinks you are not good enough. Just make up for it."

From a healthy perspective, eating these fried barbecue foods at this time is actually very unhealthy. Because after nine o'clock in the evening, the five internal organs are taking turns to rest, and these five internal organs are like high-end hotels. If they don't have a good rest, they will also go on strike.

Of course, in terms of danger, the former is far from comparable to the latter. There are still five girls on strike. What do you use to replace them when the internal organs strike?

Of course, Zhao Ziyue would not foolishly tell Cheng Ziyi all this. Moreover, as a top student at a well-known communication university in China, Cheng Ziyi naturally knew these simple truths. She even knew that women had six internal organs, one more dirt than men. This thing grew on women, but most of them used were men and vegetables and fruits.

China is a social network of personal connections, and even a barbecue meal is no exception. Because Cheng Ziyi and the food stall owner have some friendship, the food on their table is very expensive and the portions are sufficient.

The roasted waists, chicken wings, eggplant, corn, etc. are so yellow and crispy, and they look particularly appetizing. No wonder so many people abandon their bodies and ignore them and run out to find food in the middle of the night.

Food is like a beautiful woman, and it is irresistible to strengthen her mind without great perseverance.

"Eat more waist." Cheng Ziyi took a waist and stuffed it into Zhao Ziyue's mouth, and said with a smile: "The boss said, "It's okay for her to be happy." - I'm considering so many girlfriends for you, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

Zhao Ziyue was not very used to being fed by a woman in public, so he took the skewer and said, "It is rare to come out to eat at this time."

"I know." Cheng Ziyi nodded and said. "Your mind and living habits are not like young people in their twenties. You should not eat what you should not eat, you should not do what you should not do, go to bed early and get up early, exercise every day, eat porridge and vegetables - I can't do it anyway."

"I have done some things that shouldn't be done, too." Zhao Ziyue said embarrassedly. It seems that she hasn't run in the morning for a long time. Cheng Ziyi rarely praises herself so frankly. Zhao Ziyue always thought she was better at saying "stinky bad guys".

"I know this too." Cheng Ziyi said smartly and intelligently: "Isn't it just that she has provoked more women? Even I envy your love luck - how good do you think I'm a man? With my appearance, wouldn't she have to follow the girl who wants to hook her fingers?"

"Luckily, you are not a man. Otherwise, you will be a pervert." Zhao Ziyue said with a laugh when she heard what she said interestingly.

"Hehe. Yes, yes." Cheng Ziyi stared at Zhao Ziyue with bright big eyes, hooked his chin with his hands, and said, "Girl, come and smile for me. I have a lot of rewards."

"What do you want?" Zhao Ziyue asked shyly in cooperation.

"Whatever you want," Cheng Ziyi said boldly. "I agree to you if you want to enter the gate of our Cheng family."

Zhao Ziyue thought about it seriously, shook her head and said, "Forget it. I have already betrothed a good family."

"Bah." Cheng Ziyi slapped the table and said angrily: "You have to follow me, and you have to follow me if you don't. The woman the uncle likes has never failed."

Cheng Ziyi also has a talent for acting, her language, expression, and momentum are really similar to the rich young man who took three or five servants to the street to tease good women in ancient times.

Zhao Ziyue was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

The two of them contacted each other and then smiled.

"It's a pity not to be an actor." Zhao Ziyue lit a cigarette and said with a smile.

"I am too straightforward and not good at acting." Cheng Ziyi said: "Do you know why I can act like such an unscrupulous young man so well?"

"I don't know." Zhao Ziyue shook his head.

"Because I want to be a man." Cheng Ziyi said with a wry smile. "I wanted to be a man when I was a child. I felt very envious when I saw such a fool on TV. So I performed this scene in front of the children in the courtyard."

"Girls are also very good. Why did you think of being a boy?"

"Our family is only one seedling, and my father is only one daughter like me. From any aspect, I should be a man - but unfortunately, I am a girl."

"Who said that women are inferior to men? A daughter can also stand half of the sky." Zhao Ziyue reluctantly comforted.

Cheng Ziyi looked straight at Zhao Ziyue and said, "Stupid, why are you talking more and more hypocritical? Where did you go to massacre Japanese ninjas and shoot and kidnap this young lady's gangster?"

""Zhao Ziyue was absent, and there was no answer for a long time.

Yes. He has changed from a pure, friendly, kind, lively and sunny little virgin to a secular uncle who is now a sinister, black, cruel, ruthless, and treacherous.

Whose fault?

I am pure and good, but how can I force my good people to become prostitutes in life?

Zhao Ziyue does not regret such changes because he knows that this is the pain of growth. However, he still misses the style of his past insanity and courage to act. Now he is too cautious and careful.

"From the woman's standpoint, I like to be a woman. Because women can wear beautiful clothes every day and change their style every day, they can be lazy, they can act coquettishly, and they can cry and shout happiness. They can scream and show it."

"But, in order to satisfy my parents' wishes, I really hope that I am a man." Cheng Ziyi grabbed a corn and chewed it out. "Although my grandfather and my father never said anything, they definitely hope that I can be a man. Because then they can train me and train me with confidence. However, I am a daughter and a granddaughter. They cannot beat, scold, and love them - it is also difficult for them."

"Aren't the branches and leaves in your family very lush?" Zhao Ziyue asked.

Cheng Ziyi looked at Zhao Ziyue in surprise and said, "Have you also investigated the situation in our family?"

Zhao Ziyue said embarrassedly: "I was curious for a moment and asked someone for a copy of your family's information. Moreover, I also hope to know what mysterious background my friend has."

"Hehe, I'm not angry. I'm still very happy." Cheng Ziyi said with a smile. "If you don't want to understand me, it proves that I'm really a failure in being a human being. Now it seems that it's not that I failed, but that you are too introverted - you like to come secretly in everything and never show it on your face. If you want to know, you can ask me directly."

"I'm sorry to speak." Zhao Ziyue said sweatingly. What adjectives do this woman use?

Cheng Ziyi nodded understandingly and said, "No, there is an old family, like a treasure. This is even more true for our family. My grandfather is no longer alive, and our family is now mainly supported by his grandfather's direct lineage. My father is indifferent to fame and fortune, has no intention of participating in the family business, and is determined to be a good policeman. The family has always been in charge of the third uncle. Zhan is pretty good. However, the continuation and exhibition of a family cannot only look at the situation of the previous and current ones. It also depends on the quality of the next heir. Some families even started to train the fourth and fifth successors very early - those positions are dead. Only those people are alive. Only with people are there can there be opportunities to compete with others."

"My grandfather's lineage is sparse, so he put all his hopes on my second and third grandfather's grandsons. The boys were thrown into the army, either going to the coast, going to the border, or going abroad, and having good exhibitions. However, I went to Communication University, and this incident became a joke for my cousins ​​at that time."

Zhao Ziyue didn't expect that this girl who was always straightforward and happy had such a helpless and sad story. She didn't expect that there were things she could not let go of in this world. She thought she was really a happy princess, and all the happiness belonged to her, with no worries about food and clothing, fame and fortune, and a rich spiritual world.

It seems that I know too little.

"Do you think you will be a good reporter?" Zhao Ziyue looked at Cheng Ziyi seriously and asked.

Cheng Ziyi thought for a while and said, "Yes."

"Why?" Zhao Ziyue asked.

"Because I know what this society needs. I am willing to do something for people." Cheng Ziyi said frankly. Indeed, she is kind-hearted, does not dislike or give up. She has a sense of justice, sympathizes with the weak and hates garbage oil refiners. She is qualified to be a good reporter.

"You are an excellent journalist, both theoretically and practically speaking." Zhao Ziyue admitted.

Cheng Ziyi's little face suddenly became happy. Although the efforts she made were recognized by the public, it was important, but compared with being recognized by her beloved man.
Chapter completed!