One day is enough to make things serious.
There are always many people in this world who are jealous of geniuses.
Jiang Qiuqiu had made his mark in the Federation Spiritual Healing League, and was named by Mrs. Ayer at a young age, with outstanding talent.
At Federal University, he was taught by Zhu Tiansheng, a master of spiritual healing. In the second year of school, he jumped straight to the third year, and his level was comparable to that of the fourth year.
Even before graduating and starting business, there are a lot of fans.
People haven't done everything yet, and the patients are full of dignitaries.
We are all human and we all work hard. Why can she achieve such an achievement, and her life immediately turns into an easy mode.
Envy breeds envy.
What happened last night seemed to give reason to all jealousy.
Look, so what if she's talented, people don't just look at talent, if she has bad morals, she's still not good, and she's not liked by others.
Some healers who were struggling at the bottom seemed to have grasped the password, and slandered Qiuqiu on the Internet.
And flaunt: I am in this profession, I know how important professional ethics are, and you have no ethics and so on...
Before nine o'clock, there was no response at all.
Because of these things, Qiuqiu asked her supervisor, Professor Mei, for leave, and Professor Mei naturally granted her leave. On the way to the Xinxing Building in the suspension car, Mo Si couldn't help showing up.
He communicated with Qiuqiu last night.
Moses was angry.
He thinks the media is turning everything upside down.
It's okay for the media to turn black and white, even the Federal University is so shameless!
In Mo Si's eyes, Qiuqiu is just a little girl.
Even if this little girl is tenacious, facing the piles of giants and dead ends will feel tricky and scary.
At this time, if he, Jiang Qiuqiu's boyfriend, doesn't show up, what is it
So the little panda showed up aggressively today, and wanted to go to Xinxing Building with Qiuqiu.
In order not to scare the partners to death, he deliberately put on the virtual mask that he hadn't worn for a long time.
Meeting in front of Federal University, the route was handed over to the autopilot, and Qiuqiu and Mosi sat in the back.
"You're here."
"I have to come." Mo Si patted Qiuqiu's head, "Are you sad at night?"
"It's okay, you can get through the trough if you can withstand the flowers and applause." She seemed quite at ease.
Moss: ...
Mosi was very unhappy again.
"What's the matter?" Qiuqiu realized that this matter hadn't started yet, and the little panda's mouth was about to hang an oil bottle.
"I do not know."
He replied stiffly.
After answering, Mo Si was thinking about his younger sisters in his mind.
Think about Mo Chengyu, think about those cousins, which one didn't grow up holding it in the palm of your hand? When the idiom was young, she was so delicate that her father said casually that the little girl would be angry for a long time.
Later, when I went to a scientific research unit, I was occasionally uttered by someone in the unit, or some people were dissatisfied during the announcement, and when they thought she did not deserve that honor, the idiom was so angry that it almost flew out of place.
But Qiuqiu, in the obscene language, remained calm.
Even talking and laughing freely.
why? Because of the environment
Because I am used to suffering, I feel that these are just mediocre.
Heart throbbing, "Qiuqiu, why don't you... stop live streaming?"
Mo Si suggested in a low voice, "Being a public figure will be very tiring."
"That can't be done." Qiuqiu shook her head, "Live broadcasting is one of my hobbies, and many people watching my live broadcast this time are speaking for me."
"Everyone knows me and trusts me."
Love is mutual.