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Phoenix Courtyard, inside the restaurant.

The crystal chandelier releases warm light in the center, making the blond hair shine.

Phoenix Academy Mei Ji sat on the chair, staring at the message sent by Qingze, hesitating slightly in her heart, not sure whether to elaborate.

My mother told me not to tell outsiders, lest someone upload the incident to the Internet, causing dissatisfaction with the US military and irritating the existing situation.

However, if he didn't explain clearly, he was afraid that Qingze would not know the seriousness of the matter and still wander around outside.

What the US military did this time was terrifying.

This is Tokyo.

Japan does not have a capital in the legal sense, but everyone regards Tokyo as the capital of Japan.

Because the emperor lives in Tokyo.

The U.S. military dares to test new weapons unscrupulously in a place like this, and even arrests people who know about it and imprisons them at the U.S. military base. It is probably more serious than bad.

Such arrogant and domineering behavior made many financial groups very dissatisfied.

They can understand why they rebelled against the beating. They are so filial and yet still beating her is really too much.

Diplomatic protests are what the government should do, and the business community is what the big conglomerates need to handle.

As one of Japan's top consortiums, the Phoenix House naturally wanted to find a way to the United States to put pressure on the U.S. military stationed in Japan and demand the release of Oda Nobutu and Fujii Miki.

After receiving the news, Phoenix Academy Meiji was a little worried that Qingze would wander around during the holidays and encounter the US military's experimental weapons.

If she died accidentally, she would regret in her heart why she didn't remind Qingze to stay at home.

Thinking of the possible regrets, Phoenix Academy Mei Ji gritted her teeth and decided to tell Qingze about the matter.

Her left hand was typing quickly under the table, and her right hand casually picked up the cake with a knife and stuffed it into her mouth.

"According to the information I received, the US military is testing the latest weapons in Tokyo. Don't tell others.

Stay at home for the holidays and don't go anywhere.

That weapon is very powerful and can cause internal damage through the human body. The people in the Dakui Nursing Home were all killed by that weapon. "

When Qingze saw her news, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Last time it was the CIA, this time it was a US military base.

If any unusual and vicious events happen in Japan, must they have something to do with the United States?

If you think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with this idea.

Whatever bad things happen in this world can most likely be blamed on the United States.

The remaining one or two were divided equally between Da Mao and other Western countries.

Qingze complained in his heart and typed a reply: "That's it. Thank you for telling me this. Don't worry, I will keep it a secret."

"It doesn't matter, we are friends."

Phoenix Academy Meiji typed this sentence, thought about it, deleted it silently, and changed it: "It doesn't matter, to me, this is a small thing."

She tried her best to answer Qingze with calm words, so as not to let the other party misunderstand what she meant to him.

It's troublesome when a friendship goes sour.

Qingze looked at the message and smiled, without stopping, typing and chatting on the screen with his two thumbs.

We didn't talk about any specific topics, we just talked about the weather, homework, what we did during the day, etc.

While chatting, Qingze arrived at the door of his house and replied: "Let's talk next time when we have time. I want to take a shower and read a book when I get home."

"it is good."

Meiji from the Phoenix Academy sent an emoticon of a panda nodding.

Qingze put his phone back into his pocket, opened the door and said, "I'm back, Chiyo."

Chiyo Morimoto put a facial mask on her face, lying on the multi-person sofa, holding her mobile phone on a stand, and a short video of a fashion blogger was playing on it.

"If you want to be a qualified hot girl, you must know how to lead fashion. Next, I will show you how to wear clothes..."

The fashion blogger wore a peacock mask on his face, which almost covered the upper half of his face, with only his nose and lips exposed. His clear voice reminded Qingze of an acquaintance.

Taking a closer look, I saw the gradient colored hair hanging down from the other person's shoulders and the outline of his chest. Isn't this Akizuki Iroha?

Qingze couldn't help but ask: "Chiyo, is this a very popular blogger?" Chiyo Morimoto gently massaged her temples and said casually: "Of course not, I like to interact with those little bloggers.

As long as you give a little reward money, you can get their gratitude.

They are in a good mood, and so am I.

Unlike those big bloggers, if you don’t throw money into it, you can’t even expect to get a thank you from them.

I already have one at home, and I can’t afford to raise a second one. I can only reward these little bloggers and listen to them thank me. "

"I see."

Qingze was thinking, Qiuyue Caiyu wanted to date him, so she started making money as a blogger, right?

Hmm... It's impossible. Qingze shook his head to get rid of that thought, thinking that he was thinking too much.

You can't be too narcissistic as a person.

Qingze turned to the bathroom, opened the door, and found that the bathtub was empty. He looked shocked and said: "Chiyo, where is your bath water?"

Chiyo Morimoto felt that this sentence was quite ambiguous. She resisted the desire to complain and said: "Not yet, you haven't run for a full hour today."

Qingze put his hand on his forehead and paused for half an hour when he thought of himself.

He thought it took an hour to run, but it was actually half an hour.

No wonder there’s no bathwater ready.

A smirk appeared on his face and he said: "Then today you have to soak in the bath water I soaked in."

"Although this is true, when you say it, why do you have the urge to beat you?"

"Hey, don't do anything weird with my bath water."

Qingze warned with a serious face.

Chiyo Morimoto did not continue to lie down, stood up, and raised his right arm as if he wanted to hit him.

He quickly slipped into the bathroom, filled the water first, and then ran to the bedroom to pick up his clothes.

Slam the door.

"You brat, who cares about your bath water?"

Chiyo Morimoto muttered, thinking of Qingze inside taking off his clothes and slowly entering the bathtub.

The eight abdominal muscles were slowly soaked in the water, followed by the chest muscles.

Her cheeks were slightly red under the mask, her legs subconsciously clenched, and she cursed the brat again in her heart.

All day long, she tests the moral bottom line that adults should adhere to.

I also secretly sighed that time passed so slowly.

If only he was an adult.

Chiyo Morimoto thought about the scene when Aozawa went to college, and thought that at that time, there should be no need for her to continue using her hands.

She stretched out her slender waist on the sofa, and the blogger of the short video was still seriously introducing how a woman can become a hottie.

That makes sense.

But I have to say, the popularity is really miserable.

The number of views has not even exceeded ten.

It's so pathetic.

After watching the short video, Chiyo Morimoto typed a message: "Come on, you are doing a great job."

"Hi! I will keep working hard!"

Looking at the messages that were replied almost instantly, Chiyo Morimoto could imagine the hot girl blogger behind her, brushing the backstage over and over again.

It's so cute.

She sighed in her heart that young people with dreams are so good, unlike adults who have long lost the right to dream.

　PS: Thanks to Dao Xu Yantian for the reward. My father’s funeral is over. I will resume two updates today. Please read and vote. It would be even better if you reward me. Tomorrow, Monday, I will hit the new book list!Try to advance to the fourth round!

　　
　
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