I have to say that the acting power of the actor is really beyond my imagination. On the same night, Zhuma's manager came out and explained that the movie star had nothing to do with Zhuma. This was equivalent to publicly rejecting Zhuma's comments on Weibo a few days ago, which was equivalent to slapping himself in the face. a slap.
Presumably, the actor played the recorder for Zhuma to listen to.
For a time, the people talked a lot.
Fans of the actor and the bamboo horse started to quarrel again. This time I deliberately bought the navy to point the cause of this statement to the bamboo horse. I asked the navy to point out the various unnatural behaviors of the bamboo horse and my husband in public, and then broke up with them before. The public accounts that guide public opinion in the incident were found out.
I believe that man is an advanced animal that can think. It has been analyzed in psychology that due to a certain rebellious psychology, people are more willing to believe the conclusions they draw themselves, rather than what others tell them. As long as they think about it for a while, they can come to the conclusion I deliberately guided.
Sure enough, not long after, some people made remarks and cursed Zhuma. They thought that Zhuma had cuckolded the actor, but they dared not admit it, and even hired sailors to throw the blame on the actor.
My husband soon became furious again, his dark circles were heavy again, and his face was obviously tired, and he started not going home for dinner for a long time, and every time he came back it was almost early in the morning, he reasoned that there was something wrong entertainment.
I know he must be in a cold war with the bamboo horse again, in order to add fire, and to make my husband go to bed with his bamboo horse, every time he comes back, I will replace his sedative drugs, I know He's on the verge of dying. Recently, his panting frequency has increased, his stride frequency has slowed down, and he has obvious insomnia. His appetite is increasing, but his weight has dropped a lot.
All this is the same as the little white mouse I used for the experiment.
I think it's time for me to find a chance to get rid of his pill box.
My editor friend B told me that recently my husband has been going around putting pressure on the media to remove negative comments about bamboo horses from the website. As he said that, his eyes were fixed on me.
I didn't answer him, but changed the subject.
Disappointed, I told him that I had recently found two very playful robins, but they seemed to be dying.
B comforted me: "If you like robins, I'll send you some next time."
I shook my head and told him no. I asked him if he remembered when we first met.
B nodded, smiled and said, "I remember. I remember you said you were a human observer, and I was really shocked at that time. I found out later that you are a writer."
I told him that was the remarks of the second disease.
Having said that, I have already found someone to observe.
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Before those websites had time to delete all the comments, another even more explosive thing happened.