Chapter 970 Boss Liang’s Counterattack!

"Here we are." Boss Liang replied, "I brought you some oranges."

Hearing this, Xie Zhen smiled and said, "It's a pity that there are no railroad tracks behind, so we couldn't get on the train."

Liang Sen squatted down across the round platform. There seemed to be no barrier between the two people, but both of them knew that there was a line between them. Su Yuhang's words "please sleep for another two thousand years" were equivalent to replacing the broadcast. Draw a circle here.

It's a bit like the circle Sun Wukong drew for Tang Monk in "Journey to the West". It's just that the inner circle is infinitely large and the outer circle is infinitesimal.

Jie Zhen didn't say anything else, didn't talk, didn't cry, and didn't beg. He just continued to maintain his original posture without any changes.

"Your level has improved." Boss Liang was like a wife or husband visiting the prison. Seeing his significant other staying in the cell with a decadent look on his face through the screen, Boss Liang had to find some topics to talk about.

"But do you think I can prove the truth here?" Xie Zhen raised his head and looked at Boss Liang, "I can't survive that time."

Yes, those who can’t endure it are racing against time, against loneliness, and against all kinds of things that exist or don’t exist. The current improvement in realm is nothing more than intentionally planting flowers but not blooming but not intentionally planting willows to create shade. It’s not that This really gave Xie Zhen endless hope.

He does not have a small universe, and it is impossible for him to burst into a small universe every time. He is completely different from that psychotic person.

Boss Liang sat down on the edge, like two old friends having a heart-to-heart talk at a reunion.

"You know, I didn't expect this." Boss Liang's first sentence seemed to be excusing himself. At the same time, he also admitted that he was indeed involved in this matter and even played a role in it. It comes to the role of push hands.

Jie Zhen was not angry, let alone roaring. He just shook his head slightly, because he had nothing to say, and this matter had become a foregone conclusion.

Su Yuhang, representing the will of broadcasting, drew a circle here, banning himself permanently. Even big-shot listeners probably would not be able to shake this circle;

As for the boss in front of me,

perhaps,

He used to be my benchmark, my idol, and my life mentor.

But in the past two years, he has become increasingly disappointed.

Because I have been disappointed for a long time, there is no unrealistic despair.

In fact, there is not much utilitarianism in this, but it will more or less have an emotional attachment. For example, the four Su Bai who used to live in Lao Fang's house still seem to be scheming with each other, but there is always a relationship between the four. There will be some entanglements that transcend interest relationships. Whether they admit it or not, this kind of thing actually does exist.

Boss Liang took out an orange from the plastic bag, peeled it, opened half of it, and threw it to his friends. However, the orange completely evaporated the moment it crossed the line, and not even a little bit of the orange smell wafted away.

Boss Liang was stunned for a moment, looked at the oranges he bought, then tore off a piece of the orange in his hand and put it into his mouth to chew gently. It was a bit sour and the taste was not very good.

"I still don't know how to pick oranges." Boss Liang murmured to himself. He usually kept his fingers clear of Yang Chun Shui, and it was pretty much the same as opening his mouth when he could reach out for food and clothes.

"You sound like you know how to pick other things." Xie Zhen glanced at Boss Liang outside, "Besides typing code, what else can you do? It's not good if the orange is too small or too big. If it's too small, it won't develop well. If it's too big, it's not good. , the peel is generally thick, try to choose oranges with a medium body, and then look at the shape of the orange base. Oranges with flat or concave bases will be sweet, while oranges with raised bases will be sour."

Boss Liang nodded when he heard this, "I understand."

Then, the two fell into this silence again, slightly embarrassed.

Perhaps neither of them expected that the emotion of embarrassment would arise between the two of them. Their lives had always been a tacit understanding, but this tacit understanding was being distorted at this time.

"Why aren't you talking?" Xie Zhen said, "If you have nothing to say, you can go about your business."

"Isn't it because you just taught me how to pick oranges?" Boss Liang shrugged helplessly and brushed the dust off the shoulders of his suit. "I can't hold back my sadness now."

"You brought a bag of oranges to see me first. Who hasn't read Zhu Ziqing's "Back"?"

"No, I just needed some change in the morning to buy some." Boss Liang explained.

Then, there was silence again;

The two of them really have nothing to say now.

Time is passing slowly, and the embarrassment is fermenting invisibly.

One is more sad than his heart is dead, and the other is at a loss what to do.

The two grown men walked to this field, feeling helpless inside and a little confused outside.

For a long time, when the two of them remained motionless as if they were about to turn into stone sculptures, Boss Liang sighed, "I miss the cocktails you made."

"You actually don't know how to taste wine at all." Xie Zhen ruthlessly destroyed the situation. In the past, some things were embarrassing or inconvenient to say, or it was not suitable to say for the fun of life, but now, it is a broken jar anyway.

"I still know a little bit about it." Boss Liang explained.

"Last time we ran out of red wine at home, I went to a small supermarket outside and bought a bottle worth 20 yuan and poured you a glass. You said it tasted quite authentic."

"..." Boss Liang.

"Also, sometimes you want coffee, but I'm too lazy to grind it and just make it for you with Nestlé's instant coffee. You still sit there and sip it one bite at a time while reading the newspaper, and you don't taste any difference."

"..." Boss Liang.

"Okay, don't say any more." Boss Liang raised his hand to indicate that it was enough, "If you say any more, my eyes will get wet."

"Liang Sen, let's go. You being here makes me feel a little sick." Xie Zhen looked at Liang Sen mockingly, "I have no qualifications or reason to say anything to you, because in the eyes of outsiders, I was brought up by you. Yes, I have always had your protection, so I can get to where I am today step by step. Whether others want to attack me or plot against me in the story world or in the real world, they need to consider your existence in advance.

But I'm sorry, I'm heartless and don't know how to be grateful for once. You make me sick, really, it's so disgusting. "

Boss Liang took a deep breath, exhaled it heavily, and said with some sadness:

"It's not like you don't know what kind of person I am."

After speaking, Boss Liang took out his cigar.

"You could actually have given the ring to Su Bai back then. He was more willing to take the ring than me. Even Fusu couldn't suppress him at all." Xie Zhen said coldly.

Liang Sen was stunned for a moment. He knew clearly that Xie Zhen knew something. Perhaps this was also because he and Fusu now shared the same body.

“That little detective, I thought I could see through him, but I couldn’t;

In the past, Su Yuhang didn't want him to die, and Broadcasting also didn't want him to die, so it was difficult for him to die. But now his use value is gone and has been used, so Su Yuhang wants him to die, and Broadcasting also wants him to die. Die because he is a wild card.

In fact, he should have died long ago. He should have died in Leshan. "

"He's not dead, is he?"

"Because there was a person who gave up the chance to live, and he was fulfilled." Boss Liang laughed dryly, "Haha, the little detective said in front of me that he was the 'second generation broadcaster' and the prince. In my eyes, In fact, it’s more like a poor guy pulling the skin off a tiger, but he is indeed covered by someone.”

"I...have it too." Xie Zhen said looking at Liang Sen.

Liang Sen avoided Xie Zhen's gaze and did not dare to look directly at him.

"The ghost that lingered in the place of enlightenment for twenty years has dissipated, but Lychee, I hope he can get on the next train."

"It's because of that woman." Xie Zhen smiled.

"I have always felt that stabbing a brother for a woman seems to be the correct development mode of the plot." Liang Sen stretched out his hand to scratch his forehead and took a long puff of cigar in an inconspicuous manner, like a listless chichi sitting on the ground. Chinese.

"but I…………"

Xie Zhen couldn't speak any more.

"I like her, you know it." Liang Sen continued, "I am very timid, and you know it."

"Ok, I know."

Liang Sen stood up, patted his trousers, and then looked at Xie Zhen inside. The original exquisite suit was already dirty and wrinkled. Boss Liang was aware of Xie Zhen's mysophobia. This might be a problem for him. It's worse than any serious injury.

Jie Zhen reached out and covered his forehead.

Boss Liang turned around and walked back. He was still walking very slowly, just like when he came.

Trembling,

Like walking on thin ice,

This seems to be the final ending of the two people, a helpless ending, and an ending that must be accepted now. There is no rationality to discuss, and there is no need to turn it into a Qiong Yao drama.

However, Boss Liang began to walk slower and slower,

Walking slower and slower,

finally,

Halfway through,

Boss Liang stopped and said,

He turned around again,

He glanced again at Xie Zhen, who was still sitting there.

Then he raised his head,

There was a lot of struggle on his face,

His hands are shaking,

His knees were shaking too,

Even his breathing began to tremble,

But slowly, his breath suddenly soared,

This soaring speed and magnitude caused sudden strong winds in the sea near Qinhuangdao.

It's like a huge pillar rising into the sky, soaring straight into the sky.

Not only the high-end listeners in the entire East,

Even the senior Western listeners were moved at this time and looked towards the east.

This scene, this feeling, even when Lychee came back by train in the past, it was not so grand!

Chen Ru, who was meditating in the small temple room next to the orphanage in Sichuan, suddenly opened her eyes and showed a look of shock: "How is it possible, such a strong aura..."

A bearded man who was eating jelly outside a food stall dropped his chopsticks on the ground, his face full of disbelief.

And in the cave,

Boss Liang looked at that line and looked at Xie Zhen who was sitting there with a despairing heart.

He seemed to be shouting with all his strength:

"Su Yuhang, I,,,,,,,,,,,,, you,,,,,ancestor!"