Former Cannon Fodder's Self-help Manual

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The two people in the hospital are still looking at each other awkwardly.

Why did his hands start to hurt again? Xia Changhan felt that the righteous words that he had just used must be too strong, and all his blood flowed up to his head, causing the blood to flow in his body.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the pain caused her chest to be caught.

Xia Changhan lowered his head and gently kneaded his hands, expecting Ai Ai's appearance to be particularly intriguing.

Qu Qingyin had a panoramic view of her every move.

God seems to always be unfair, how can such a little girl who loves piano and music suffer this misfortune.

She subconsciously touched her leg, and then remembered Qu Qinghelai, when the little crying bag that followed her when she was a child became so cold and severe.

The pain dissipated a little bit.

Xia Changhan finally didn't need to grin quietly, thinking for a while, and finally made up his mind to explore Qu Qingyin's bottom line first.

She raised her head slightly, but just caught a glimpse of the hand on her knees. The fingers were long and soft, and compared to her piano player, she was not inferior.

It's just that these hands are busy doing business to make a lot of money, and the strategizing in the business world seems to be more in line with her heart.

"Miss Xia, are you here today, what else do you have?"

Qu Qingyin sensed Xia Changhan's sight and asked aloud.

This question pulled Xia Changhan out of his daze.

What Qu Qingyin asked, Xia Changhan didn't know how to answer.

People are worse than her at the moment. If something like this happened, the family might deprive her of her inheritance rights. Who would want a crippled heir?

But the dignified eldest composer is definitely not willing to be with a wheelchair for the rest of her life. Since she has painstakingly developed that kind of medicine, she must be planning for herself.

It is not easy to develop that medicine. Qu Qingyin shouldn't give away casually. I don't know if the 50 million in the account is enough to buy a dose.

She was embarrassed to ask for medicine, but she couldn't sit still, and the soft sofa seemed to be needle felt.

A needle dropped in the room is audible air condensation.

"Miss Qu, then, then you rest, I'll go first."

Xia Changhan still ran away, and she had never been very good at asking for help.

She ran out of the hospital door in one breath, panting for a long time, and her chest stretched out.

This is not a good place, don't come next time, get close to Qu Qingyin's opportunity, and look for it again.

Going home is still comfortable at home.

The public opinion on the Internet is surging, and Mr. Qu has heard of it.

What he worried about was Xia Changhan's entanglement with the composer, whether she would use the topic to make use of the topic and involve her baby grandson Qu Qinghe.

The old man couldn't sit still, and called his son back by a call.

"dad."

Qu Zhengguo stood respectfully in the study.

He knows his father too well, and he must have heard some turmoil, thinking of crisis public relations, and called himself back to discuss.

In the face of the overwhelming Emperor of the Qu family, Qu Zhengguo dared not say anything extra, so he could only slander his son secretly.

He felt that the official Wei Wei of Nebula shouldn't participate in this discussion, and he shouldn't let that Su Yu speak out. This is equivalent to clarifying his position directly, not to mention that the official Wei was utterly speaking out, directly facing Xia Changhan.

Mr. Qu doesn't think so.

He only expressed one meaning over and over again: "Accounting, accusing, and deleting all the comments that involve the relationship between Xia Changhan and the composer."

Gossip thinking is divergent, from the "Jinghong" fire, to Xia Changhan's doping scandal, to Qu Qinghe and Su Yu coming out publicly, and then to "The Seventh Chapter of the Night" ringing all over the country, watching the excitement People who are habitually string these minutiae together, then develop a new idea and pull out a mess of stories.

"Dad, that Xia Changhan has nothing to do with our composer now. These comments, people have been talking about for a few days, and the interest has disappeared. If you deliberately control the comments, I am afraid..."

Old man Qu's eyes stared: "What are you afraid of? Qinghe is still young, and it is always improper to handle things. You, a dad, should think for him, and you can do nothing less. Really, not as good as my old man. "

He told Qu Zhengguo seriously about two things: First, every bit of Qu Qinghe in the online commentary should be deleted; second, about Zhonghe Technology, he has personally talked to Qu Qingyin, Qu Zheng If you are a dad in China, you have to add fire at the right time.

Qu Zhengguo felt his head was as big as a fight.

He knows better than anyone else that his daughter’s hard work for the company, and now her leg hurts like that, is reasonable, and he can’t say this over and over again.

but……

Qu Zhengguo stood still in the Qu family group again and made a loud noise. When he returned to the Qu family, he had to be a filial son.

The old man hummed softly, and he vented his confidence first: "Dad, you calm down, I'll do it."

The palms of the palms and the backs of the hands are all meat, and Qu Zhengguo is also in a dilemma.

Who made the composer's thought of being a supreme emperor still stayed a few decades ago, and his patriarchal patriarchy would never be corrected for a lifetime.

Xia Changhan tentatively played a scale, his fingers were not listening, and the music that popped up was impossible to listen to.

Xia Changhan simply covered the piano, packed up and went to the supermarket.

The network navy is really powerful.

This time the "doping" controversy lasted for several days without passing away. What's more, the story was made up with very separate spectra.

It is said that Xia Changhan originally hooked up with Qu Qinghe in order to use the resources of the composer to go straight up. However, he did not have a handy work, so he took the risk, but was secretly learned by Qu Qinghe and left unhappy.

She also said that Xia Changhan was not reconciled and wanted to make a comeback. However, the real master of art Su Yu appeared and completely strangled her scheming in the cradle.

Xia Changhan took out the salt-baked chicken thighs from the shopping bag. After unpacking, the rich aroma came out. The burnt-yellow skin was greasy and the fleshy texture was delicate. She nibbled the chicken thighs and brushed Weibo.

What she didn't know was that this was a trick by the Qu family secretly, and the accusation went directly to the direction of the wind. In order to cater to the grandson's love of Grandpa Qu, she did not hesitate to pour all the dirty water on a little girl.

Drumsticks snore several times into the stomach, Xia Changhan licked his fingers, thinking that something should be done.

She registered a Weibo account, without real-name authentication, and used a very inconspicuous profile picture.

The first blog released was no less than a depth bomb.

Without any textual description, Xia Changhan just posted a short video of the secret shot of the male's hands on the Internet.

Xia Changhan in the video was thinking hard, pressing the key to audition.

The unfinished scores are lying on the piano stand.

After sending it out, she went to sleep.

After a night of fermentation, by the next day, the clear video had already attracted many netizens to watch, but Xia Changhan did not have a written explanation, so netizens just speculated and no one knew the true meaning.

They are even more curious, who can secretly photograph Xia Changhan and still photograph it so clearly.

Qu Zhengguo's hard-to-control comments have added a different voice.

[Xia Changhan will compose music, not like after taking medicine.

[Looking at Xia Changhan’s state, it doesn’t look like taking a stimulant]

[Does anyone think Xia Changhan is pretty?

[Don’t run upstairs, I also think]

[Wait, isn’t the problem with her doping on stimulants? Why does it involve her appearance?]

Such all kinds of discussions are endless.

She hadn't released the most critical part, and these melon-eating crowds gathered around. Since you want to fight Quqing and "Su Bailian", the game has to be played slowly.

Just like fishing with a line in a pond, the small crucian carp nearby is boring. If you want to fish, you can put the line farther away, catch a big fish, steam it, stir-fry and braise it as you like.

Qu Qing and this "slag fish" must be hooked over with a big hook, and the hook will make his lips bleed and begging for mercy, so that he can be worthy of the original body.

Qu Zhengguo, who was busy signing documents, was surprised by the hasty report from the secretary.

If it weren't for the old man's order, people his age would generally not pay attention to those online hacks and hot searches.

This time I bit my head and rushed to the net to catch my son. I didn't expect it to be a short time before someone fought back.

"President Qu, from the current point of view, there is not much public opinion issue, because after all, this is a video without beginning and end. Everyone is just guessing and has no direct influence on the second young master."

Qu Zhengguo doesn't understand hot search, but he understands the law that things must be reversed.

Secretly wondering: Is it right that the accusation has done too much, angering some people's bottom line, and when it hits the bottom, it will rebound.

He confessed to the secretary: "If you approach the Internet company, if there is something that is not conducive to the second master, no matter what technical measures are adopted, it will be quickly killed in the bud."

For the father's entrustment, Qu Zhengguo also gave it up.

Qu Qingyin in the ward, holding the mouse in his hand, looked at it page by page.

She frowned when she saw the Weibo sent by Xia Changhan.

The video is very clear, but what is the purpose of sending such a video, she is also puzzled by it.

The scene in the picture can only prove that Xia Changhan can compose music at best. If someone deliberately uses this Weibo to refute the "doping" theory, it is obviously not convincing.