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Song Ming smiled and raised his head. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you take a piss and try your best."

Gu Xiangling clenched her teeth and squeezed out a few words, "So Director Song has such a strange hobby?" "I'm going to poke him at a tabloid reporter. Is Director Song going to be on the headlines tomorrow?"

Song Ming lit up a cigarette and took two puffs. A thin layer of smoke lingered in front of his eyes as Gu Xiangling sniffed with a face full of disgust: "Please extinguish the cigarette, okay? I'm allergic to the smell of the cigarette."

Song Mingjian threw away his cigarette in displeasure, raised his hands, and lowered his head to size her up. His gaze became dubious. Gu Xiangling noticed that his eyes were fixated on her chest and quickly covered it with her hands.

"Why are you covering up? You can't even see it when you're lying down. " As soon as Song Mingjian finished speaking, Gu Xiangling sat up like a conditioned reflex and wrapped himself in a blanket.

"Director Song has so much fun every day, and you're still in the mood to blabber with a little girl like me. What a great mood!"

"Alright!" Song Mingjian pushed open the window and looked out at the blue sky and white clouds. I won't waste time with you. You are one of the people who are preparing to train a group of star writers on the web site. "

"What kind of training method?" Gu Xiangling's interest was piqued. There wasn't a single writer who didn't want to become famous. Although she had quite a large fan base, it was limited to the online world. Out of the online world, very few people knew her.

"Like the current TV talent shows, I want you to experience life in remote mountainous areas, isolated islands, and rich families. "Every day, you will keep a diary online and let the netizens evaluate you." When Song Mingjian spoke of the idea that he had come up with a long time ago, he could not help but feel somewhat proud of it.

"That's a good idea." Gu Xiangling nodded and asked again, "Do we do it together, or do we do it alone?"

"Two people in a group, sent to different places." Song Mingjian's expression turned serious, "Remember, it's not like some variety shows where you are acting, you will have to suffer a lot. Especially on this island, where even our lives cannot be guaranteed. "

"You're just not responsible if you die?" Gu Xiangling smiled faintly and self-deprecatingly said, "I'm fatherless and motherless. I grew up in an orphanage, so I'm not worried at all."

"Then you agree, please sign." Song Mingjian said as he handed over a few sheets of paper. It was an agreement. Gu Xiangling didn't even look at it, she just signed it quickly.

Her appearance was calm, and only she knew how much her heart was in turmoil.

Ever since she was young, she had suffered so much contempt and contempt. How she wanted to rise above the masses! When they met, she thought it was a gift from God that had given her a true son.

Only now did he realize that it was only a joke made by fate. Cinderella will always be Cinderella, and to be loved by the Prince will still be Cinderella.

Gu Xiangling's hands subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, which was still throbbing. In the future, they could no longer give birth to a small life! In the future, how much heartache would she feel when she saw the family of three and saw those cute and soft kids sweetly calling out for their parents?

"No matter who you are, if you do this evil deed to me, I will hate you for the rest of your life!" She whispered, "No matter what your identity is, I will do my best to take revenge on you!"

"Rest well for a few days. Once you've fully recovered, we will begin our activities." Song Mingjian rang the bell and called the nurse, giving a few instructions before leaving.

Once he left, Gu Xiangling collapsed onto the bed, tears streaming down her face. As she let her tears flow freely down her face, memories began to surface amidst her tears …

Ever since she was young, the fatherless Gu Xiangling — how could she be called Jiang Xiaohua? She was just a lowly name, just like her. It was a child that was always bullied.

Staying in the house of his aunt and uncle, he had to suffer the supercilious looks of his fellow villagers. On the way to school, mischievous children would steal her schoolbag and throw rocks and mud at her.

When she was in school, the worst student in the class was criticized by the teacher and always treated her like a punching bag. For this reason, she was often bruised and bruised.

She had tried to fight back, but what she had gained was an even fiercer attack.

At the age of sixteen, Jiang Xiaoji was already slender and elegant. His miserable childhood had caused her to have a cowardly temperament, and had also bestowed upon her a beautiful appearance and outstanding talent. Her ability to write was astonishing. Her writing had gone through a series of combinations, forming an incomparably moving realm.

Therefore, all sorts of praises came one after another, the language teacher often read her composition as a model text, calling on the whole class to learn from her.

It seems that honor is always accompanied by slander. Very quickly, malicious rumors start to spread in the school …

Jiang Xiaograss and the language teacher were at odds with each other. Only after they had gone to his bed did they receive countless praises from him. Outsiders may prefer to hear a slanderous denunciation of a person rather than the word "beautiful".

Especially since this person made him jealous and envious.

As a result, the rumors became more and more intense. Like a prairie fire, they instantly burned the small grass in the river. Wherever they went, people would point at them. What's more, they were posted on the internet along with her photos.

In a short period of time, Jiang Xiaoji had become the "green tea bitch" that everyone was talking about. The language teacher could not bear the pressure and chose to resign to avoid the pressure. His departure confirmed Jiang Xiaoyao's guilt. Unable to refute any further, she could only helplessly withdraw from the academy.

From then on, Jiang Xiaoji travelled far away from home, incognito, to help others write articles for a living. Her writing was always good, and the articles she wrote would always be bought at a high price.

After earning a large sum of money, Jiang changed his name and obtained a university diploma through self-examination. He was discovered by the clairvoyant hero, and has since embarked on the path of a professional writer.

She had thought that all the suffering in her life had passed, that her career and love had flourished, that fate had once again grinned at her and cruelly taken away her happiness.

All these years, he had experienced much ridicule and abuse, and much humiliation. She had tolerated it time and time again, but what she got in return was a deeper and more ruthless treatment.

Did he have to be ruthless to survive in this world? Why did so many people like to bully people weaker than them?

Gu Xiangling raised her head and dried her eyes. From then on, she could no longer shed tears. Tears, cannot get any sympathy, can only let others feel, easy to bully.

The nurse came in quietly and saw her blushing. His swollen eyelids gave him a fright. "Beauty Gu, why are you crying?"

"No," Gu Xiangling didn't want to show any weakness in front of others, so she forced a smile and said, "Just now, my eyes hurt. I rubbed them." What's the matter? "

"There is a handsome guy who claims to be called Mang Qing Hui here to see you." said the nurse, her eyes twinkling again. These two days, he had been stepping on some kind of dog shit luck, and he saw handsome men one after another.