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"All history is written by the victors, and the history books have no standpoint, but there are those who write the history books. ”

When the conversation was hearty, Aiwei's delicate and fair face had a few more touches of blush, especially after being drunk, and laughed lightly:

"Yes, look at Sima Qian, isn't it also in order to implicitly accuse Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty of cultivating immortals and seeking immortality, using the past to satirize the present, pinching his head and rewriting a paragraph of Qin Shi Huang in "Shuo Yuan", and forcibly buttoning the hat of burning books to Qin Shi Huang?"

Stroking his palms and laughing, the smile on Bo Jinchenjun's face was extremely unrestrained:

"Hahaha, it's extreme, it's extreme! Qin Luli, but it's not buried alive at all!"

……

Coming out of the library, the two interspersed in the breathtakingly beautiful picture of the plane tree, and unconsciously talked all the way.

"Had a great chat today, nice to meet you. Bo Jinchen, hello, I'm I'm Ivy. ”

Walking to the parking lot on campus, the two stopped, and Ivy chuckled and held out her hand.

"Hello Ivy, please take care of me next. ”

The slender and powerful hand held Ai Wei, and Bo Jinchen also chuckled.

Coincidentally, after chatting along the way just now, three of the courses taken by the two of them were the same, but the one with the closest start time was also in the third week.

"You get in the car first. ”

Seeing the black Mercedes-Benz Sprinter driving behind Ivy, the two waved in a friendly manner and said goodbye.

Bo then walked into the unobtrusive corner of the parking lot, where a very ordinary Volkswagen white Tiguan was parked. In order to prevent being followed by well-intentioned people, and to facilitate travel, after the incident at the beginning of the month, Bo Jinchen bought this car, after all, it is not a matter of always driving Yan Mo's car.

Walking to the car door, lowering the window to disperse the exhaust fumes in the car, Bo Jinchen half-squinted, quietly smoking a cigarette.

Looking at the pale blue smoke, slowly, drifting towards the plane painting scroll not far away, the thoughts floating from time to time in the deep eyes are incomprehensible.

"Miss, it was Bo Jinchen who stood beside you just now?"

As soon as she sat down, Ivy saw her nominal agent, but in fact her subordinate Zuo Shan, standing in front of the door of the cubicle, with a hesitant look on her face, and opened her mouth to inquire.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this, she motioned for Zuo Shan to come in, and Ivy said lightly.

"He was recently exposed that he has a son in private, and according to news reports, his private life is not very scrupulous. At the press conference last month, I said that I would temporarily quit the entertainment industry and enter the Imperial Capital Drama Academy to study. ”

Zuo Shan sorted out the information she knew and replied succinctly.

In his words, there was no lack of suspicion that Bo Jinchen and his young lady had a very happy conversation this time. Who let her, she was just in the car window, and she actually saw her young lady shaking hands with the playboy who has been rumored recently!

This does not bode well.

"Call up his information to me. ”

Bo Jinchen deliberately designed himself and met by chance in the library?

Ivy knew that the answer was no, her return of the book was just a sudden move, and it was impossible for Bo Jinchen to predict it in advance. However, Zuo Shan said that Bo Jinchen actually had a son...... Rao made her accustomed to not being surprised, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.

Judging from her contact with Bo Jinchen, Bo Jinchen is not like someone who is willing to be a father at such a young age.

When to be a dad, though...... It seems that the right to make decisions is not necessarily all in the hands of men?

A chuckle appeared on her lips, and Ivy had another impression of Bo Jinchen.

According to his words, there is one more star.

Zuo Shan was transferred out and presented on the virtual screen tablet, browsing them one by one, Ivy originally looked indifferent, I don't know what she thought, the smile on her lips was two points more, her eyes were staring at the words Bachelor of Laws, and a glint flashed in her deep eyes.

Sure enough, there are a lot of stars.

Bo Jinchen, people are like stars.

"Zuo Shan, has the template construction of the new script of "Dajianghu" been completed?"

Putting down the virtual screen tablet in her hand, Ivy asked out loud.

"Yes, it was done three days ago, and Director Qi is re-screening the characters. ”

Zuo Shan replied softly, and suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

Could it be that her own lady wants to help Bo Jinchen and pull him?

However, a person with such a bad reputation, it is worthless for the young lady to pull him.

Life is a long road, and everyone's destination is different. There are people who walk with you all the way but part ways before the finish line, and there are people who go against you but meet you at the same end point. Until the end, you never know who is with you. But perhaps, you will be willing to give those who have been with you through thick and thin some opportunities, the opportunity for everyone to start over.

On the way out of the studio, a black Mercedes-Benz Sprinter sped fast, and with the continuous flow of traffic, despite its tall and eye-catching size, it still gradually got rid of the paparazzi that were secretly following it.

"Aunt Cao, is the matter decided?"

In the business area in the middle of the RV, two women sat in the middle of the caravan, one of whom was an elderly woman, holding a stack of illustrated materials spread out on the square table between the two seats. Another young woman asked lightly as she flipped through the stack of documents.

Aunt Cao, who is the woman who is already old, looks at the clothes on her body should be thirty-six or seven, but except for the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, it actually makes people not feel old-fashioned at all, on the contrary, her graceful figure shows the charm of.

In contrast, although she is young, the young woman's appearance is not as good as that of Aunt Cao. At first glance, it's not the most beautiful scenery in the crowd. She has long black hair and fair skin, but her facial features are only delicate and upper.

People often say that eyes are the windows of the soul, but her eyes are not big, just right. There is neither the touching clarity nor the implied charm of an ordinary woman, on the contrary, her eyes are very deep and indistinguishable. If it weren't for the lack of a little taste of the vicissitudes of time, others would definitely mistakenly think that these eyes belonged to the weathered old man.

However, her temperament is exceptional.

It is usually said that there is a poetry and book in the belly, and there is a bookish smell on her body, not strong or light, but it is not difficult to detect, its tail note is very long, you don't need to get close to smell, a light and pleasant smell will quietly hit the tip of your nose.

She is neither demonic nor smelting, neither thick nor light, like a green lotus, not like a person in the mortal world. partial, she doesn't have a little Qinglian's uprightness, and the indifference revealed in her bones is as cold as Snow Lotus.

Qinglian?Snow Lotus?

In the end, it can be viewed from a distance and not blasphemed.

With this special and complex temperament, her facial features suddenly look resistant.

"Miss, ** is not far from ten, he should be the person buried by the Zhang family. ”

Aunt Cao's expression was very calm, but the anxiety in her eyes invisibly said something.

"Let people deal with him, it's not time to tear his face with the Zhang family for the time being. ”