Chapter 122 Gift

People are not educated, but moved. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Actively do something, enough to move people. By the way, doing something for others, without asking for anything in return, may not be a big thing, but what others experience is care and care, and it is a warmth.

But in this real society, relying on emotion, it is not convincing, and it will even be misinterpreted, especially this kind of people who face the whole world and all kinds of people, you can't move all of them.

But if you want to do it, you have to have a reason to convince them, so that even if they don't want to accept it, they have to be passive and unable to refute it.

This script, no matter from the details, as well as the exposure of human nature and the arrangement of the plot, is a moving type of script with no blind spots throughout the whole process, I dare not say that it is perfect, it is almost the same, but there is indeed a drawback, that is, the three directors and eight screenwriters want to express too many things, and each of them can be vividly expressed.

This kind of will blur the center of the whole drama, and it will make people unable to grasp the most important thing they want to express, that is, this drama is only moving, but not convincing, it is likely to make people watch it, and the rest is not that strong desire to talk except for heartache and reflection.

Human power is infinite, but to express it, you need a catalyst, which should be called anger.

Because most people have an attitude of not caring about themselves.

In order to show the truth, goodness and beauty and the kindness of this society, the three directors set the style of the script on the positive energy of the sun, basically except for the criminal, there are no real bad guys, this does not inspire anger, but can make everyone soft and tolerant.

This is also a question raised by Secretary-General Pan after listening to the outline of the script.

"The kid did something wrong." Wang Luo used a declarative tone to say a question very seriously, but it didn't show any joy, but it could make all the previously described plots become bloody.

Li Fuzhen read the script, and he also hugged his son and cried for a while, but he didn't have the shock and anger after Wang Luo said this.

Yes, children are passive, from the moment they are born, until they reach adulthood, they are always passive, because they are weak and can only passively accept everything, so what are they doing wrong? To go through this ordeal?

Isn't this suffering caused by the so-called adults and society?

Children are innocent, so they need to be protected, and that's the center.

Secretary General Pan's body trembled a little with excitement, and he looked at Wang Luo with a look of approval, "Who said this line?" ”

"Me." Wang Luo said softly.

Secretary-General Pan was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "You are cheating for personal gain, and the most important line is to say it yourself." ”

"It's not a line." Wang Luo was expressionless and looked a little cold, "That's what I said, there is no such line in the script, but after your reminder, I will add it, thank you." ”

After Wang Luo finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Secretary General Pan.

Secretary-General Pan and Li Fuzhen, whose eyes were slightly red, were stunned, and finally helped Wang Luo up with a smile, "I heard Fu Zhen say that you are an orphan?" ”

Wang Luo nodded.

"You can see that you really want to do something for the disadvantaged children." Secretary-General Pan patted Wang Luo on the shoulder and said.

"I can't say I'm a good person, but I think I'm a bad person." Wang Luo showed a smile, narrowed his eyes, and his tone was a little ethereal, "But I want to be a person who contributes to society." ”

"People with your mentality will not be surprised if they do anything earth-shattering, because God always favors people who are truly kind." Secretary-General Pan looked at Wang Luo lovingly, full of approval.

"Teacher, don't praise him, he has been praised since he was a child." Li Fuzhen pursed his lips and looked at Wang Luo with a smile and quipped.

"People with such a pair of hands must not have been exaggerated since childhood, but with their own efforts, in exchange for praise, Fu Zhen, I have told you many times, you can't just look at the surface." Secretary-General Pan turned over Wang Luo's palms that were filled with calluses and scars, and said in a somewhat serious tone.

Li Fuzhen was slightly stunned, only to realize that the hands that he had touched so comfortably just now were actually full of devastation.

"These are men's medals." Wang Luo smiled, feeling that this little old man was a real wise man.

"You have convinced me, and I have confidence in you, but the affairs of the United Nations are not what I say, and they need to be approved by the representatives of various countries, but I will fully support you." Secretary-General Pan said with a smile.

"Huaxia will also fully support my proposal." Wang Luo smiled.

Secretary-General Pan was slightly stunned, and his gaze at Wang Luo was a little more strange.

"Secretary-General, it's about the same time." A man dressed as a secretary pushed open the door and said in a respectful voice.

"Fu Zhen, do you have any rice paper, pen and ink here? Quill. Secretary-General Pan turned to Li Fuzhen and asked.

"Wait a minute." Li Fuzhen was stunned, then picked up the phone and gave two orders to the front desk, and after a while, several waiters walked in with the four treasures of the study.

"It doesn't have to be that big." Secretary-General Pan smiled and took a birth announcement.

"I'll do it." Li Fuzhen took it and the waiter had been grinding the ink, and the ink was fragrant with a touch of tea.

"The Secretary-General wants to give the word and the following?" Wang Luo was slightly overjoyed.

"I don't dare to give words, I am happy to see you, although I have been studying Mobao for a long time, but I have not written too well, I hope you don't be surprised, and I will give you a good start." Secretary-General Pan smiled and began to polish his pen.

In Huaxia, the old man sends the word to the younger generation, which represents the meaning of appreciation, if the old man is an official eunuch, then one day when he encounters trouble, this ink treasure may also have a life-saving effect.

Secretary General Pan moistened the pen for nearly five minutes, and finally picked up the pen, and then the secretary made a small seal on the ground and stamped it under the words.

Calligraphy is a Chinese culture that stretches for thousands of years, and I heard that the highest level of calligraphy masters, every word, is a small world, and there are countless exquisiteness in writing, which is complicated.

Although Wang Luo can't write, he knows a little bit about fur.

Secretary-General Pan wrote a big seal, which is the oldest font in the year, and he used the 'reverse front' into the ratio, the pen is vigorous and sophisticated, three pauses and three pauses, and a black and domineering word jumps on the paper.

It is a good word, and the good character of the golden seal is a pictogram, with a sheep on the top and two words on the bottom.

In ancient times, sheep were a symbol of meekness, beauty and deliciousness, and sheep represented all the people except kings in ancient times.

In ancient times, in addition to looking, the word "eye" expressed more of the meaning of praise and praise.

Therefore, in the current era when there is no emperor, this good word means that everyone praises it, which can be regarded as a great compliment and praise.

"I'm ashamed." Wang Luo looked at the ink treasure that had not yet dried and bowed down and said.

"If I can afford it, you can afford it." Secretary-General Pan seemed to be in a good mood after writing this word, and even spoke a little more energetically, and patted Wang Luo on the shoulder, "I am going to France today, this proposal of yours will have results in the near future, and if there is news, I will let Fuzhen inform you as soon as possible." ”

Secretary-General Pan did not say that he would inform Wang Luo in person, which can be regarded as a kind of protection, after all, the whole world is watching him with this status, and it is not a good thing for both parties that he and Wang Luo are too close.

Wang Luo gratefully saw off Secretary-General Pan, and his mood was much better.

"Let's talk about something." Li Fuzhen stood in front of the ink treasure on the table, pursed his red lips and blew gently, his waist and hips showed an astonishing curve when he looked down, and the open neckline of the cheongsam also revealed a bottomless furrow and a large piece of pink meat.

"It's not negotiable." Wang Luo not only got over his eyes, but also pinched Li Fuzhen's cheek with a smile.

"Sue you for harassment." Li Fuzhen glared at Wang Luo angrily, slapped his hand away, and said angrily, "I haven't received a gift from the teacher." ”

"It means that I'm more likable." Wang Luo grinned and bared his teeth, "Frame it for me." ”

"Not really." Li Fuzhen was like a little girl, losing her temper and wrinkling her nose at a glance.

"It's all children's mothers, why do you still love to be coquettish so much?" Wang Luo swallowed his saliva, and his eyes were a little fiery on Li Fuzhen.

"You're still a child's father." Li Fuzhen bit his lip, staring at Wang Luo with moist eyes, with affection and wanting to speak.

"I recently took in a goddaughter." Wang Luo touched his nose in embarrassment.

"What a pervert." Li Fuzhen pouted in disgust.

"Ah, what do you think, it's really a goddaughter." Wang Luo said with a red face.

"Oh, you really still have crooked thoughts." Li Fuzhen personally helped Wang Luo frame the words that had been dried in the gold frame.

"You will do this too?" Wang Luo leaned over in surprise and asked while holding Li Fuzhen's slender waist.

Li Fuzhen's thin waist twisted away from Wang Luo's palm, Wang Luo touched his nose in embarrassment, and sniffed the refreshing orchid fragrance in his palm.

"This room has received countless foreign heads of state and dignitaries, and I naturally will not let go of this opportunity to ask for Mobao." Li Fuzhen glanced at Wang Luo, sat on the sofa and crossed his legs, and the white legs that had been exposed a lot were completely exposed, and Wang Luo could even see the lace of the root underwear lace, and his mouth suddenly became a little dry.

"Or are you smart." Wang Luo looked away and picked up the words, "I still have something to do, so I'll go first." ”

"Don't talk about it anymore? I haven't thanked you enough. Li Fuzhen leaned forward slightly, feeling like he wanted to press the **** to Wang Luo's retina.

Wang Luo felt that something would happen if he stayed any longer, so he quickly found an excuse to leave.

"Cowardice." Li Fuzhen watched Wang Luo run away again, wrinkled his nose and snorted in disgust, muttered in a low voice, took off the high heels he called, revealing his crystal jade little feet, but the heels were a little red, and it seemed to be awkward, "I wore your favorite high heels in white, and I don't understand the amorous feelings." ”

Even if the Zheng family sisters who were tortured last night cried and shouted, Wang Luo still felt infinite energy, especially under the temptation of Li Fuzhen, the best royal sister, he was even more impatient, he felt that if he continued like this, he would sooner or later become a beast, and it was really urgent to abstain. (To be continued.) )