Fowler

The sweetest mushroom chicken - I don't need soul chicken soup. I want meat! The most explosive news lately is that the big V number of gossip has been shut down because I don't read gossip, so I don't know. But I know very well that since the press announced the King, the Master of Poisoning Chicken soup is too much of a taboo. Well, as a mediaman, you will certainly be paying attention to Timon because she's a phenomenon-class, top-of-the-poster. But when I read 10 Mimi articles, I'm not interested in her anymore. This is all I know about her. And that's the basic face of the venomous chicken soup that's under Mimi's banner. When Mimi wrote to support the trainee's drop-out, I knew she was out of control to attract her eyes. When she launched the Piaochang Brief History on the eve of Gacau, I knew that Timon was finished, that Jiangro was out, and that he was out of luck... It is no longer a matter of writing, commercial interests, but a matter of moral bottom line. As a multimillion fan, perceived as an id of the myth of the media, such a large V is not worth my study and attention, for millions of advertising fees per issue, and for the attraction of the eyeballs, to trample on misleading audiences and disregard fundamental ethical standards of being human. I hate chicken soup most, but it's one of the mainstream content supplies now in the media. I feel that if these heart and soul chicken soups were picturing, we were not drinking chicken soup every day, but bathing in chicken soup. How sad is our lives and our spiritual world? You need this chicken soup to see the sun tomorrow? What's more, the seemingly funny, dark and dark chicken soup? WTH? I'm a predator. I love meat. The big bowl of wine, the big pieces of meat, the warmth, the joy, the energy and the courage to embrace the sun tomorrow. I don't need soul chicken soup! I want meat