【Steel Refining Flame Steel】How to make the person I like also like me

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>>【Help】How to make the person I like also like me? ?

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8L Macaja and two-value pen

Liz, you are so vague that there is no way to answer it.

What the hell is going on!

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9L Taiyuan's anti-dog

Don't be impatient upstairs, an innocent young man like LZ needs to be persuasive and persuasive.

By the way, LZ is so cute, can I ask for FBID?

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10L Short Field

Upstairs really (dài) don’t (wǒ) want (yí) face (gè)!

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11LRock_and_Dick

Upstairs +1

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RE: 11L Taiyuan's Anti-Dog

11L has the nerve to talk about others with such a shameful ID!

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>>Learning is boundless

. . .I don't understand what you are talking about ==b

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>>Learning is boundless

RE9L:

Said it was not an innocent boy!

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>>Learning is boundless

I met that guy at the pub.I didn't know what it was called at the time, but I was impressed.

Barely...it's my favorite type.Anyway, I ran into it by accident at work later, so I thought maybe... so what.

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15L Gang Buds

What is that?

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16L warehouse knife also

Wow, could it be an office romance! ?

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17Lmelon_Japanese painting in production

Gentlemen

I have checked along the ID of LZ, and it seems that LZ belongs to the Research Institute of Western University~

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18L cute restaurant sauce

I rely on being a top student! ? ?

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19L Eleven Fronts

Correct the upstairs, it should be the god of learning.

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20L Taiyuan's anti-dog

... Please FBID! !

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21L Short Field

Upstairs +1

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22LRock_and_Dick

Upstairs +2

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23L brown sugar black tea

Upstairs + driver's license number

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24L Ninth Avenue

There are a lot of superficial people upstairs!

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Ed closed the phone with a disheartened expression on his face.

"Lin," the boy asked unrequitedly, "Why don't people speak human language now?"

Lin looked contemptuous, "After living for 17 years, it's time to learn to find reasons in yourself."

Edward laughed angrily, "Looking for a reason? What reason?"

The other party twitched his mouth, "I have nothing to say to people who will fill in the real information in the occupation column."

"Do you want me to lie!"

"You don't have to tell the truth!"

"I didn't do anything shady, why did I act as sneaky as a fan? A gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain is close."

"My God, Ed, I didn't even know you were so educated."

Edward raised his leg and kicked Lin, and the opponent quickly dodged with his rich experience. With a kick of his long legs and two feet on the swivel chair, he flew five meters away from Ed.

"If you're so frank, you're still worrying about the BBS, and you can take the subway for half an hour and go directly to CNN to play straight balls."

"Straight ball your sister, I haven't planned yet..."

Ed stopped.

Ed looked at Lin for a while.

Ed watched Lin's two sessions.

There was a stalemate for about 10 minutes.

Ed's golden hair was shining brightly under the LED lights, and the other party stared at it for a moment, then his eyes turned black, and finally he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Don't ask me why I know it's Mustangu." Lin rubbed his eyes and rolled his five-meter-wide eyes. "I squinted, but I'm not blind."

Ed didn't believe this squinting nonsense, at least he felt from the bottom of his heart that in this matter, he had already used his only acting skills to the extreme, and he would never show his feelings to that extent, even though the other party's Appeared somewhat unexpectedly.

To be honest, Edward's state at that time was extremely bad, comparable to the moment when he finished three or four dead lines in a row when he was an undergraduate.Due to the ♂ night ♂ work ♂ last night, Ed fell asleep in the deafening alarm that morning. By the time the aunt next door got annoyed and yelled at people with a broom, it was almost time for nothing. situation of recovery.Don't even think about breakfast. He was in such a hurry that he even wore his trousers in the taxi. He didn't put his socks on until the taxi stopped at the entrance of the venue.As soon as he jumped off the taxi, he felt an indescribable soreness all over his body, and he thought heartbrokenly that if the soreness was really due to a night of hard work♂toil♂, then he would feel better psychologically, but it didn't matter.Raising his head, he saw that rich cars and interview cars had already parked for several rows. Thinking about going there hungry to deal with the swarms of men and women whose IQs owe money, Ed walked into the venue and felt a headache like shit.

"Why do you look like shit?" Izmi said.

If the opponent was Lin, Ed should have greeted him with a fist.But the other party is not Lin, but Izmi Kadis, who used to be an Eddoctoral supervisor in the past, and is now the director of their laboratory. xié) Shao (pò) under.However, the main reason why Ed is afraid of her is not because of love or love, but because she has a black belt in taekwondo and a wall of martial arts competition trophies. The big and small gangsters couldn't get out of bed for half a month.Due to the above situation, Ed wisely chose to shut up, and reached for the coffee cup on the reception table resentfully.

"Stop drinking it, are you going to talk to local tyrants with a sip of coffee later?" Izmi immediately patted the back of Ed's hand.

Ed felt a shattered bone in his hand.

"Teacher," Aideqiang cheered up, "I didn't sleep well last night."

Izmi raised his eyebrows almost to the sky, "Do you still dare to talk back?"

"I was wrong!!!"

Just when Ed was full of excuses to escape, the bully came with a stack of hot dogs.

"Yao, don't eat it either! You... swallow it in your mouth!"

Lin swallowed, and put down the dinner plate with regret.

"I was a little rushed this morning, I didn't come here for breakfast."

"Will it be finished later?" Izmi held his forehead unbearably, "Carter came to you just now, and I guess he asked you to talk about the application again."

Lin's face suddenly twisted into an expression of being a dog.

Carter, as a leader in physics application technology, is not difficult to get along with as a rich man, and his money is extremely generous - these two points should have made him one of the top three most popular donors in the Institute of Western University.However, this person is a 24K pure pedophile, adhering to the principle of taking all men and women, and the younger the better.Before Ed and Lin took office in the Institute, he was already famous for pestering the youngest girl (19 years old) in the Institute. It is said that she was asked to speak at every reception, so that everyone They all thought it was an infatuation.Until Ed came, Carter immediately turned his anchor to Ed without saying a word, and looked for Edward every time he had a meeting, which made everyone confused and let Ed, who was originally a highly intelligent anti-social personality Children who tend to be violent almost have the evil idea of ​​killing people.Therefore, as soon as Ed figured out the root cause of this person's pedophilia, he immediately betrayed his teammates and conveyed the fact that Lin was actually a few months younger than himself.The other party was full of disbelief when he found out, but then he really changed the object of attention, and the object of the brush became Ed's former roommate.Lin still doesn't know who sold him.

"I told the people at CNN that I'll be there soon." The Oriental boy was dying in despair.

"Eric, you go." Izmi resolutely gave him a ride.

Watching the back of his teammates to die, Edward, who is as hard-hearted as the culprit, also felt guilty for a full 0.5 seconds.

But Ed's turn wasn't a good job after all.For all the people who spoke with more than two adjectives, adverbs and function words in total, Ed suffered from a terminal illness of intermittent premature heart beats when he spoke to them since he was a child.Once a state leader came to inspect the unit, and Ed almost died suddenly while listening to his speech.Although those who engage in news will not be in such a desperate situation, it will not be much better if you think about it.Thinking of this, Ed took out his mobile phone to take a picture of his face, he couldn't help but feel grateful for his disheveled appearance, thinking that the other party wouldn't want to talk to his shitty self for too long.

However, things backfired.Since Lin took on the burden of dealing with Carter, Ed has been wandering between the dining table and the experiment table all year round on such occasions, basically surviving the exhibition while chewing food or fiddling with instruments or both, so although they Every year such a large-scale exhibition has to have some contact with the media, but Ed himself knows very little about the TV station. After counting and counting, his face and name are right. Only their person in charge, Lisa Hawke, loves and is responsible for speaking Anchor Zoff J. Kimmbley.What's even more unfortunate is that the latter has recently changed players.

"Don't tell me, it won't affect you very well." Hawke shrugged, "I'm in a mental hospital, it seems like I'm schizophrenic."

Ed felt deeply that life was too short.

Hawke seemed to have anticipated the fact that his colleague would end up in a lunatic asylum sooner or later. Instead, he patted Ed on the shoulder reassuringly, and then led him to introduce, shake hands, and smile apologetically one by one. "This is a celebrity in Applied Physics at the University of Seattle Research Institute. You must have heard of it, Dr. Edward Elric" "Oh, I have seen you for a long time", "Thank you, thank you", "This is our general manager", "I have seen you for a long time", "This is the director of the broadcasting office of our TV station in Seattle", "I have long admired you", "This is the wife of the director", "I have long admired you..."

Eh?

The face of the beautiful lady in front of him turned green.

Edward had never hated his superior memory so much.

That's right, if Ed wasn't blind or stupid, the other party should be the woman who ran out of the toilet with her high heels last night.

And the man who pressed her on the door last night and spent the night in his toilet was obviously not the middle-aged man she was holding her arm and calling for her husband.but...

"This is Roy Mustangu. You may not be familiar with him just after he was transferred to Seattle. He is the current anchor of CNN."

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dog day.

With all due respect, it was basically first love for Ed.

The so-called first love means that Edward basically didn't even know the fart of "love is a piece of wool" before that.He has never even read romance novels or romance movies, and he has no knowledge of love, only guesses, and the objects of his guesses are men and women who shamelessly kiss in public, homosexual couples who shamelessly kiss in a rented room where roommates may come back at any time, and shameless Cheating friends with sex kissing in a public restroom.Guided by such a distorted sample of the Three Views, Ed couldn't accept the fact that he probably has someone he likes for a while.

Of course, this also has something to do with the object he likes.You know, after the man disappeared from home afterwards, Ed basically didn't expect to see him again, let alone in such a short period of time, on such an occasion and with such an identity.

The other party didn't think there was anything wrong.The man named Mustangu is in high spirits at the moment, his face is against the sky, his brows are shining, and he feels like he can be on TV at any time-in fact, he probably wants to be on TV-in short, if it weren't for the small hair on his forehead hidden behind the bangs A piece of gauze reminded that what happened last night, Ed would basically think that what happened 8 hours ago was an illusion produced by his long-term desire and dissatisfaction.Faced with this situation, Edward's already low-efficiency EQ system was on the verge of collapse under the double blow of lack of sleep and caffeine hunger, and he struggled to deal with the "man after the event", "the director's wife's mistress", and "Mr. Anchor". , "Roy Mustangu" and other information tried to match the number.However, before he had time to put away his [Stunned.jpg] emoticon package, the other party had already extended his right hand over with a smile on his face.

"Nice to see you again, Dr. Eric."

The other party grabbed Ed's stiff paw and shook it twice in the air.

Seeing this, Lisa raised her eyebrows, "Oh, you two know each other?"

"I met at the welcome meeting last night." Mustangu smiled and withdrew his hand, "I didn't expect to meet again here."

Edward's eyes darkened.no?He didn't intend to admit it yet, why did the man himself admit it first afterwards?Can't he just pretend he doesn't know anything?Hello Mr. anchor, first time meeting, I am Edward Eric from Western University.What did you see me last night?What did you sleep at my house last night?No, no, you must be mistaken. I was in Algeria in North Africa last night, and I was going through the formalities to adopt an orphan for the elderly.Yes, I have given up looking for a relationship and plan to be alone for the rest of my life.

However, repeating the same mistakes, the least calm person at the moment seems to be the most irrelevant Edward.Looking up, it is needless to say that Mustangu, who is now beaming and looking very good-looking, even the wife of the director who turned blue just now has looked normal.Yi Ren smiled like a flower, walked slowly in the opposite direction, holding her husband's arm, turned around for a moment, and his shoulder brushed Mustangu behind him, but he didn't even raise his eyebrows, calm and composed, and looked like he could still go on TV at any time.Edward suspected that he was the one with the brain problem.

Just as Ed was wandering, Hawke on the side said, "I was at the welcome party last night, why didn't I see Eric?"

"I didn't stay long last night," Ed grudgingly said.

Unexpectedly, the man immediately took up the conversation, "Then it seems that Dr. Eric and I are destined for each other." After saying that, he grinned hatefully.

Ed scolded him for being shameless and dizzy at the same time.Wow, good looking is capricious.

Hawke looked at Mustangu, then at Ed, and said thoughtfully, "If you know each other, maybe you can organize an exclusive interview."

Ed shuddered, "Absolutely not!" Are you kidding me?

Lisa blinked, "I think if I can be interviewed exclusively on CNN, it should be a good publicity for the institute."

"I have intermittent epilepsy, and I will have seizures when I see the camera." He looked determined, "Please find my colleagues, and I will find them for you now."

The boy ran away without waiting for anyone's response, and glanced behind him, only to see that Mustangu was smiling with his head down.

Ed almost flinched.

Now that the matter was over, Ed naturally didn't feel ashamed to look for Lin again—in fact, the exhibition was already crowded with people, and he might not be able to find it without digging three feet.He simply ran away, walking with his head down all the way through the crowd to the fire escape stairwell at the back door of the exhibition, and then squatted down next to the fire extinguisher, covering his face.Hubak, who came to help today, was smoking a cigarette when he was so frightened by Ed who rushed in that he almost swallowed his cigarette butt.Ed squatted alone for a long time, wiped his face and took out his phone, only to see three or four missed calls and a string of text messages on the screen glowing like wolves. Izumi searched around but didn't look at him and came over to curse.Ed was haggard for a while.He typed:

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well.Probably won't come. 』

No lie, Ed is really uncomfortable.The coldness and hotness in the empty stomach are rolling alternately, along with the lymph and blood flowing freely in the body, rushing down to the lower abdomen and legs, up to the cheeks and heart, I don’t know if it’s because of lack of sleep, lack of food, or lack of other things. What is even more unspeakable.what is this?First love disease?Is there such a problem?What outpatient clinic should I go to see a doctor?Is it contagious?Ed was thinking wildly, feeling that the escape stairwell was like a life-saving straw to bring him back to the shore from the crowded meeting place and empty home, and it was also like the prison itself immobilized him and didn't know where he was going.At that time, the only thing Edward was clear about was that he could not go back to the place where the pathogen was, and he couldn't go back to the man named Roy Mustangu.

Roy Mustangu.Ed huddled into a ball and mumbled unconsciously, then suddenly felt a chill when he came back to his senses.He imagined the sound of Mustangu himself pronouncing the name when he introduced himself, the sound of the name broadcast on the TV station, and the sound of the director's wife calling out the name in the toilet cubicle.The background picture and text of the sound pairing do not match. There is an aftermath man looking at himself in the mirror through the dim light; .

Please don't really fall in love with him, please?Ed was holding his head anxiously, thinking that love at first sight or something is shameful enough and this guy doesn't look like a good person at first glance, hey.

Hope it ends there.

However, it is human nature for things to go against their wishes, and the next day the name was chanted around Ed again.At that time, Ed had just finished training in Izmi's office, and Izmi was furious at his behavior of squatting on the fire escape stairs all morning, leaving the funder and the media alone ("A whole morning, my little ancestor , you don’t think your legs are sore after squatting for so long?") The sound of slamming doors and lectures resounded through the corridor, and even the people in the opposite laboratory building poked their heads out of the windows to look in and out of the office.When the lecture was over, Ed felt that the spittle on his face was enough to water the flowers.He walked out of the office with a pen in his hands in disgrace and was about to go downstairs when he was stopped on the way.Ed thought it was some desperate person who was planning to kill him in anger, but when he looked up, it turned out to be Enwei.This guy is a lobbyist, hired by the research institute to deal with the corporate media. Simply put, he basically makes a living out of making people unhappy.This person is usually sneaky, has very suspicious ways of doing things, and speaks in a strange way. In short, Edward has been displeased with him for a long time, and has been thinking about the day when he will kill him with medicine in his food and drink, but he has no solution.At this moment, Enwei impatiently dragged Ed into the corner, with a lewd smile on his face, apparently wanting to discuss with himself some other matter of business.

"Do you know Mustang in private?" The other party threw out the name that Ed didn't want to hear the most, and Ed had a headache.Why put medicine in the food and drink, or just strangle him to death now.

"It can't be counted as knowing..." Ed really wanted to answer that he didn't know each other.

"I heard it all yesterday. He said that you two knew each other before."

Xiao Hei insisted that Ed wanted to smash him to death with a pencil.

"It can only be said that I have seen it, but it cannot be regarded as an acquaintance." The young man abruptly changed his hand holding the electric pen, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't be nervous." The other party sneered, "It's best if you don't know each other, for you."

What Edward hated most in his life was talking to this kind of guy who didn't speak human language, and felt that he would become a Virgo every minute.

"My friend, I'm very busy, talk straight and fart okay?"

Enwei finally felt happy after seeing Ed's unhappy face.He leaned back against the corner with a smile and said, "It's nothing, just someone told me that Mustango's composition is quite complicated. Thinking about it, the person who can resign from CBS and get himself to CNN is not so simple anyway. "

"CBS? Resign?" Ed never watched the news, thank God.

"Yes."

"why?"

"I don't know the specifics. I guess it's because the personal relationship is too complicated." Enwei drawled his voice, "It seems to have a connection with a member of parliament or something, not to mention the chaotic relationship between men and women."

It really goes without saying.Ed sneered inwardly.

"How can a news broadcaster be so capable?" Ed asked.

"That's right. When he resigned, it was said that even FOX and ABC offered him olive branches. It's impossible for him to do so. CNN has always been known for its rigorousness. Who would have thought that it would find such a notorious person."

"The words 'notorious' come out of your mouth very unconvincingly."

Enwei covered his mouth and laughed shrilly, Ed was terrified.

"I think it's a pill for me." The lobbyist smiled and pulled out the headphone cable from the pocket of his sweater. "This kind of person can still get along like a fish in water on the TV station. It's really hopeless."

"What happened to the TV station?"

Ed was so frightened that he almost threw the computer on the ground, and when he turned around, he saw Hawk'ai walking across the corridor on stiletto heels.Enwei pulled off the headphone cable that was about to plug into his ear.

"Ms. Hawk'ai," Ed looked at Enwei and went up to shake hands with a smile, feeling that the world is full of shameless people, "Aren't you here to do the final report for yesterday's exhibition? We are discussing your new anchor. Is Mr. Mustangu here?"

Lisa withdrew her hand in disgust, shrugged and said, "He flew to California yesterday afternoon."

"Oh, are you so busy at work?"

"Private matter. Are you looking for him?"

"Yes." Xiao Hei was delighted, and Ed rolled his eyes appropriately.

Lisa pretended not to see, "His flight at 1:[-] p.m. will be back in the evening."

After all, she seemed to give Edward a meaningful look, wondering if it was because he was overhearted.But right now, he actually has no time to care about such insignificant things. He only feels that his brain is gone forever on the road of illogical delusion, and his heart is running wildly between the narrow ribs. Jump.Before that, he just received a text message without saving the number. Edward almost deleted it as spam.The letter was sent at 12:37.

"Do you like Mondavi's Cabernet Sauvignon? 』

TBC