Master Lu, Come On

The car is getting closer to the magazine. From a distance, you can see that the front of the magazine building is full of people. The name of the new style magazine is dangling, reflecting a dazzling light in the sun.

The crowd was shouting because it was not close enough to hear clearly.

But the banner and the big words on the sign they held high in their hands could be seen clearly from a long distance: the unscrupulous blogger acted against his conscience, pitied my son and lost his life with a piece of trust!

Xiaozhao should also have seen the words on the banner. The eyes reflected in the rear-view mirror showed a complex look. He moved his mouth, but in the end he didn't make a sound.

"It's OK. Keep going."

A series of expressions of Xiao Zhao all fell into Tang Luo's eyes. Tang Luo opened his mouth indifferently, and his expression became colder and colder.

Xiao Zhao nodded, took a long breath, as if choked, and sped forward.

The black car stopped in front of the crowd. As soon as Tang Luo opened the door, someone found her,

"Look, she's the blogger!"

He was surrounded by the crowd.

She didn't say a word, and all kinds of responsibilities and curses fell down,

"Shameless travel bloggers are open-minded when they see money, and they receive money that is harmful to their lives!"

"Look at her delicate appearance. She's still in such a good car. When she goes out, there's a driver to send her. No wonder she's talking nonsense. For the sake of money, she doesn't even care about her life!"

"A young girl, if she does something wrong, she just wants to harm others. What a sin!"

.....

There was a lot of noise outside the car. Tangluo closed the door again. She sat inside, as if the outside world had nothing to do with her. Those noisy people didn't disturb her at all.

In the noise, a sobbing voice was particularly harsh. Tang Luo turned to look at a woman in mourning. Her hair was scattered, her face was haggard, her eyes were red and swollen, and her whole body was full of grief,

"My poor child, why do you believe those false things on the Internet! Poor you are only eighteen years old! How can I live without me! Sobbing... "

At that moment, somehow, Tang Luo suddenly thought of Shan Wei.

Her crazy mother.

After learning that there was Xue Wanqing outside the Tang and Song Dynasties, Shan Wei, a proud man, cried all night! That night, Tang Luo watched her crazy. She was scared, but she didn't give up. It was her mother!

If it is not for the unbearable sadness, who is willing to step on dignity and dignity?

Listening to the wailing of grief outside the car, Tang Luo's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand, and she couldn't breathe.

Xiao Zhao looked in the rearview mirror, opened a bottle of water and handed it to him, "madam, are you ok?"

Tang Luo took a sip of the water, and the cold liquid passed through her throat. The pressure was relieved. She barely had a little expression, "thank you, Xiao Zhao!"

"You are very kind, madam."

Xiao Zhao looked at the irascible crowd outside the car and Tang Luo's slender limbs. Before he came, Ren Xu had already told him the general things, and he could not help but worry, "madam, don't go down. These people have a look

It was inspired by some people. If you go out now, you will be torn to pieces by those people! "

Somebody's got it?

Tang felt relieved and looked out of the window. There were men and women in the crowd, and people of all ages. She was a travel blogger. Most of the readers were young people or people who liked fitness travel. But there were also gray haired and unstable old people in the crowd. This kind of people who could breathe at their own door, and they had the spirit to climb mountains and hike?

The suspense became more and more obvious in her mind. She closed her eyes, looked at Xiao Zhao's young face and asked, "Xiao Zhao, how can you see that they were inspired?"

"Madam, we often encounter this kind of thing in this line of work. If we see too much, we will know!" Xiao Zhao said and explained, "you see, these people under the building, except the woman, are either worried or indifferent. How can you see that they are sad? Maybe that woman was also inspired! I'll know where you work just after an accident, and I'm here to stop you? If you go out and stimulate them, you may be able to find your home in a few days! "

The shivering feeling is gradually floating behind her. Tang Luo's hand holding the water bottle is cold and terrible. After being a travel blogger for so long, she never thought that one day someone would lose their lives because of the articles she wrote and the tourist destinations she recommended.

She has always believed that what she loves and insists on is a beautiful and meaningful thing, but sharing what she sees and hears. How can anyone die?

......

"Madame, why don't you go in today?"

Xiao Zhao glanced at the blocked car door, sighed, turned to Tang Luo and said, "these people are crazy and even fight themselves. You really don't have to fight with them at this time!"

"No," Tang Luo's voice was cold and steady, without a trace of panic and trembling. She was born proud. No matter how dangerous things were, she couldn't tolerate being a turtle!

As soon as the door was opened, the noise came in. The crowd was like boiling water, which made people feel bored and hot.

"Look, isn't that the blogger?"

I do not know who roared in the crowd, the noisy crowd suddenly had a target, have rushed towards her.

Tang Luo sneered to himself: she has never been on the road outside. It's strange that these people can recognize her at a glance!

Xiao Zhao saw that the crowd had all gathered around him and cried out, "madam, close the door first!"

As soon as the door was closed, the car rushed out like Li Xuan's arrow. Those angry people didn't even get enough of the car and watched Tang Luo go away!

"What? Have you become a turtle? Dare not do it? Do you turn around and refuse to admit it when you earn money without conscience? "

Separated distance, this sentence or fell into Tang Luo's ears, she dropped her eyes, eyes cold.

Just thinking, the chief editor's call came again, "Luoluo, where are you?"

Tang Luo was thinking about what Xiao Zhao had said just now and said, "I'm at the gate of the magazine!"

"Don't go through the main door. Go directly to the basement. I'll wait for you at the elevator entrance."

"Well, I see!"

Outside the elevator, main

Make up anxious in situ spin, she inserted trembling hand has betrayed her uneasy mood at this time.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground was very clear in the garage. The editor in chief looked at it in a hurry. Tang Luo was wrapped in a coat, with 10 cm shoes on his feet. His legs were still exposed, and his long hair was tied up at will. It was not that pink and Dai's face was cold and proud. Before he walked, he was full of dignity that he could not learn.

She is a born princess!

(end of this chapter)