The taxi came, and with the help of Michiko, Rin Chihara forced Hitomi Konoe into the car, and said a word to the Holy Son with a smile, and then was pulled away by the taxi, leaving the Holy Son standing in confusion.

Aiko and Kisa cautiously leaned over, looked at the taxi that could only see the tail lights, and then observed the facial expression of the Holy Son, and then whispered, "Holy Son?"

The Holy Son sniffed, his face was stained with tears, and his expression was still confused, as if he couldn't figure out the current situation.

Aiko and Kisa looked at her together and asked with concern, "You just confessed...... The result?"

Isn't it really happening? Speak quickly, you're dying!

The Holy Son's spirit was even more trance-like, and he didn't speak for a while, but as if he didn't know what to say, his little mouth opened a few times and he couldn't make a sound.

Aiko and Wusha waited for a while, and they were even more anxious, after all, this matter was also related to them - in case of a bloody love triangle, then Ningzi had a good relationship with them, and Shengzi was even more friends, and it must be quite difficult for them to be caught in the middle, and it was really difficult to guarantee their position.

Aiko couldn't help but anxiously ask, "What the hell is going on?

From a distance, it looks like it has been, after all, the weasel is smiling and nodding, as if he is not at ease, but if it really does, it will be a big trouble!

Of course, this can't be blamed on the Holy Son, she is just a stupid ass, her personality is relatively simple, but she has a stupid delusion, after all, which girl has not dreamed of Prince Charming, it is completely understandable, so if you want to blame the weasel, eat the bowl and still worry about the pot, it is really a scum in the world, everyone is not guilty.

She was anxious and worried there, for fear that things would be out of control because of the wine, and the Holy Son said in a daze, "I...... I don't know, Chihara-sensei seems to have accepted me as a disciple. ”

"What?!Accept you as a disciple?" Aiko and Wusha looked at each other, what kind of immortal operation are you? Are you confessing or apprentice?

They were confused, and suddenly seemed to have swallowed twenty-five rats alive, scratched their hearts with a hundred claws, and hurriedly asked in unison: "Don't be in a daze, tell me quickly, what's going on?"

At this time, I don't care if I am a lifelong friend or not, if the Holy Son doesn't understand, I will tie her to the tiger chair when I go back, and I will ask if I am tortured.

The Holy Son slowly came to his senses, and the alcohol subsided a lot, his big eyes began to moisten again, and he sniffed and said aggrievedly: "I just said that I have always admired him, and the internship is almost over, I want him to know, please don't be angry......"

"And then?"

Then he smiled and said that he already knew, and he also appreciated my efforts, and was willing to accept me as a disciple, and continue to study with him in the future, if you don't understand anything, you can ask him at any time, and you can continue to go to the TV station after the internship, and also assigned me homework......"

"Huh?

Wusha and Aiko's jaws almost dislocated together, it's miserable enough to go to "confess to death", and after the confession, they became apprentices, and they are worse than a generation, isn't this even more miserable, miserable?

It's like being rejected and leaving a sad and beautiful memory!

At least ten years later, I can still smile faintly when I think about it, and I will have a long aftertaste.

"Yes, I'm a disciple of Chihara-sensei now. The Holy Son finally figured it out completely, his tears could no longer be controlled, and he flowed like a broken water tap, and desperately wiped the back of his hand and whimpered: "I'm so stupid that I can't do anything, I can't even confess, I obviously want to show my heart, what should I do now?"

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Rin Chihara sat in the taxi assistant's seat, ignoring the air conditioning, opening a trace of the window, blowing the night breeze, slightly exuding the smell of alcohol, and a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth - yes, there are more disciples, and he is still a satisfactory disciple.

That's right, it's a satisfying disciple, how can it be better than the second disciple of the drunkard in the back seat, right?

The Holy Son came to Kanto United TV for an internship, although he was busy like a donkey pulling a mill and couldn't take her with him all the time, but he didn't ignore her, and asked her about her situation from time to time, and he also learned about her efforts - the Holy Son's talent is not good, the accumulation is not good, and the learning is slow, and he didn't make any dazzling achievements during the internship, but he can feel her efforts.

At least her work attitude is okay, humble, low-key, down-to-earth, never cheating and slippery, and attitude determines success or failure, he thinks that the Holy Son can at least be a good line screenwriter in the future.

So such a good boy who is aspiring to become a screenwriter and wants to be motivated is still a very likable honest pimple, stumbling over, expressing his feelings for the curtain with a breath of wine, so what's the harm in accepting her as a disciple?

There is nothing wrong with this disciple's collection!

And it's very pleasant, the stupid child of the Holy Son heard that he could continue to study, and he was so excited that he cried on the spot, and his eyes were full of tears, and the snot was dripping out, and the heart of learning was obviously not ordinary firmness, which was really pleasant.

I'm not afraid that the disciple will stay, but I'm afraid that the disciple won't learn! In the future, we must temper her well and let her become a talent as soon as possible.

That's right, in the future, give her more guidance and give her more opportunities to practice, her foundation is relatively poor, and she must be more strict.

She has this desire to learn, and as a master, she can't live up to her ambition and help her realize her dreams in life.

If you think about it carefully, you are really the best master in the world!

Chihara Rin pondered in his heart for a while, sighed for a while, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became more obvious, and he didn't expect that the little girl from the college who he met by chance would become his disciple after two and a half years, and he felt that life was wonderful, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the unlucky big disciple and the stupid second disciple in the back seat - Michiko was sticking out her little tongue and licking a popsicle hard, concentrating, and feeling that she couldn't eat enough sweets, and Konoe Hitomi was shaking in the car at this time, and the wine came up, and she was wilting there, like a dead dog that had been kicked by someone.

He took a look, Mei Qianzi's ambition and hobbies are obviously not in screenwriting, and her talent and accumulation are only suitable for being an actor, so if she doesn't plan to continue to engage in the acting industry in the future, there is a high probability that she will say goodbye to the TV production industry, so there is not much difference between this disciple's acceptance and confiscation.

......That's right, this disciple is more like a family, and Ah Hitomi, she just wants to be famous, and she is not the kind of material to be a screenwriter, and she is not as talented as the Holy Son!

Maybe, among his three disciples, the only one who can make achievements in the screenwriting industry is the Holy Son.

Rin Chihara turned his head and looked ahead, blowing a cool breeze, and his heart became more and more satisfied with the Holy Son.

Among the three disciples, the Holy Son can probably be regarded as a true disciple, and he may be able to pass on the mantle to her in the future.

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Thinking all the way home, Chihara Rin immediately got the dizzy Hitomi Konoe into the bathroom, and then sent Michiko a brush to let her brush off the drunken drunkenness, and by the way, let her stare at the point, don't let Hitomi Konoe drown in the bathtub, and then exit the bathroom.

"Chihara-kun, do you want to do it?" Ningzi put the clothes that Konoe Hitomi and Michiko had changed into the bathroom, and when she came out, she asked Chihara Rin with concern, "I cooked sour soup, can you drink a bowl of wake-up bar?"

"I'm not drunk, but I'm a little thirsty, so let's have a bowl. Chihara Rin rubbed his neck and sat down in the living room, no one dared to pour wine on him at the party, he just accumulated a little bit and got six or seven points drunk, his feet were a little weak, his head was a little floating, I didn't take the road like Konoe Hitomi, and the realm of flying in place was still far away, so it was no big deal.

But, if you're a little thirsty, it's okay to drink.

Ning Zi quickly brought a bowl of hangover sour soup from the kitchen, and said softly: "It's a little hot, drink it slowly." ”

"Good. ”

Chihara Rin responded, took the spoon and cooled it down, then put the black lacquer small wooden bowl to his mouth and began to suck, feeling that the taste was sour and spicy and very appetizing, and it was a little bitter after swallowing, but he was quite satisfied - drinking it was refreshing, as if his mind was clear, and the hangover soup was generally either hot and sour or sweet and sour, compared to it, he preferred the sour and hot taste.

He just loves chocolate, which is high in calories and saves time, but his daily diet is still salty and he doesn't like sweet food, and this bowl is exactly what he wants.

This girlfriend is so caring, it's really speechless.

Ning Zi watched him take a few sips and asked with concern: "How does it taste, do you feel a little bitter?" I'm afraid that I will have a headache after drinking, so if I put some bitter ginseng, will I put too much?"

Chihara Rin took another sip and said with a smile: "No, it's just right, Ningzi, you have a heart." ”

It's easy to get a daughter, but it's hard to find a good wife!

Ning Zi tilted his head slightly to look at him, held back for a while, squinted and smiled: "It's not for you, I didn't expect you to drink so much wine." ”

Rin Chihara looked at the bowl, and then looked at the "good wife", this ...... It turned out to be for the two goods of Konoe Hitomi.,I'm by the way?

Grandma is a legged, you are so upright, and you don't care about your boyfriend's feelings, you can't say a good word to deceive me?

Ning Zi smiled even more happily, walked a few steps behind him, began to massage him, rubbed his cervical spine with the root of his palm, and laughed softly: "I knew that you would drink too much, so I would have burned sour fish soup, I really didn't expect it...... Tired, right?"

"Sort of. Guarding Ningzi, Chihara Rin didn't tell a lie, and said while closing his eyes and enjoying himself: "But for the sake of work, there is no way." ”

It took two or three hours to circle around and win people's hearts, saying good things with smiling faces, and drinking hard. Seriously, it's tiring and annoying, but there's no way, if you don't seize the opportunity so much, who wants to give you your life?

That's just the basics, and if you really want to do things well, you have to ask the other party to be willing.

It's never easy to do things, and it's even more difficult to do things well.

It didn't matter if he guarded Ning Zi, he picked a few bastards in the crew and scolded him, and Ning Zi basically didn't express his opinion on things at work, listening to him complain there, he smiled silently, just Rourou helped him loosen his bones, and waited for a while before smiling: "Then just rest at home and put your worries aside." ”

This is reasonable, Chihara Rin caught her with a soft backhand, and also began to be a good boyfriend, not wanting to use his girlfriend's physical strength to relieve fatigue, and said softly: "Okay, don't be tired of you." ”

"I'm fine. ”

Ning Zi smiled and didn't care, she may not lose to Chihara Rin in terms of physical strength, if she could press her boyfriend to the ground and beat her into a pig's head in a fight, her hand strength was still soft and powerful, and Chihara Rin would no longer persuade her, the main thing was that it was really comfortable - Mei Chiko often filial piety to him, beating him on the shoulder and pressing his temples, but she was young, her hands were weak, and her technique was average.

He began to drink the decanting soup there slowly, and when he finished drinking this bowl, Ningzi brought him another bowl, and then heard movement in the bathroom, it seemed that Hitomi Konoe was getting drunk, and quickly went to see Hitomi Konoe and Michiko again.

Chihara Rin didn't drink half a bowl of soup again, shook his neck and felt a lot more comfortable, and lay down directly on his back, and waited for a long time before Ningzi came back.

He asked directly, "Hitomi is asleep?"

"I fell asleep.

Chihara Rin nodded, plucked out his ears and began to think, feeling that he would have to give her a few slaps on the head tomorrow to help her have a long memory - the disciples who entered the house lived in the master's house, which was nothing, such as kendo, flower arrangement, monk cultivation and even gangsters, but it should be the disciple who served the master, but this girl drank a lot of things by herself, and even distracted the attention of the master's girlfriend, so that the master could not be comfortable all the way to the end, it was really a crime to hit the brain.

Yes, give her a few times tomorrow, forget it now, in case she slaps her and vomits, she has to clean it up, it's not cost-effective.

"Do your ears itch?" Ninko noticed that he was scratching his ears with his little thumb, and Chihara Rin scratched it again, and said casually, "It's a little, maybe it's hot." ”

Originally, the weather was hot this summer, and it was even hotter after drinking, and after drinking hot decanting soup, it became a triple heat, and the ears were itchy and uncomfortable.

"Wait. Ning Zi immediately got up and went to get a sandalwood black box, opened it and fiddled with it, and wiped it with a disinfectant tissue. Rin Chihara looked sideways and found that it was a set of tools for picking out ears - all kinds of tweezers, long-handled ear spoons and cotton swabs with slender rods, very exquisite, except for the replaceable cotton heads on the cotton swabs, they all looked antique, with silver as the main body, inlaid with gold and jade, like antiques.

My girlfriend is usually inconspicuous, but the daily necessities are really luxurious, this box + tools, I can't take 100,000 200,000 yuan......

Qianyuan Rin was looking at it, so he moved his head to Ningzi and pillowed it directly on Ningzi's lap, and Ningzi held his head and adjusted the position, so that his ear holes were facing the light, and then said with a smile: "Don't move, Qianyuan-kun, I've only taken it out a few times for my father, and I don't have much experience." ”

Chihara Rin could trust her, his head was resting on Ningzi's elastic thighs, his face was facing her lower abdomen, and his nose was full of the faint body fragrance on Ningzi's body, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, and said casually: "It's okay, I won't move." ”

The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic, and it is worth it to be deaf!

Ning Zi smiled slightly and didn't say anything more, focusing on scratching his ears, gently and gently, and it didn't take ten seconds for Chihara Rin to close his eyes comfortably and immerse himself in his girlfriend's tenderness.

This is the family life he wants, he doesn't have to spend much effort at home, just honestly lying on his stomach.

Also, Ningzi's thighs and the fragrance on her body......

It's so addictive!