Chapter 271: On the Diversity of Refusal to Pick Up Conversations

Everyone has done all kinds of things that they feel inexplicably "shy" in their current self when they were young, and they have also done all kinds of "dreams." ”

I want to be a scientist, I want to be as great as the scientists in the book -- I had such ambitions after reading the biography of a great man of science.

I want to be a biologist, and I'm going to raise a lot of new critters -- a whim after watching a show.

I want to be an astronaut, I want to travel in space -- from the mysteries of outer space.

Perhaps as we grow older, we will gradually forget these vows that we have sworn to, but I believe that as long as there is still the last spark in your heart, then your dreams are still in your heart.

All it takes is a pile of dry firewood, and this last trace of fire can burn brightly, and finally burn your whole body.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

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"Oh, so you're going to college right away?" The smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze has not become stiff with the passage of time, and from beginning to end, Harder's behavior is so elegant, or rather, so gentlemanly.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he spent so much time in England.

"Well, if the start date on the acceptance letter doesn't lie to me, then I should start a new life in a few days."

"What is your chosen major? School in the UK? United States? Or is it Australia or Italy? ”

"Well, Mr. Sicole, my major happens to be the same as your son's director, and as for the school, it is my father's alma mater, the Beijing Film Academy."

"Oh, I'm surprised by your decision, you generally choose a school with better quality teaching, oh, I'm sorry, Kelro, you know, I didn't mean to belittle your alma mater." As soon as he finished speaking, Sicol realized that there was a high-achieving student sitting in front of him who came out of the Beijing Film Academy.

"I accept your apology, Sicole," Lin Niantian replied, putting down the fork in his hand.

"Thank you," in Lin Jie's opinion, the old face of the chrysanthemum gradually has a tendency to transform into a sunflower, and in this regard, Lin Niantian naturally will not play the role of the sun's father-in-law.

"The reason why I enrolled my son in this school is because of the atmosphere and the spirit."

"It is true that the teaching level of some universities is very high, which allows students to learn more and more useful things, but in my opinion, as a director, the most important thing is not those shooting techniques and shooting knowledge, because these are all directors who can be quick to a certain extent, and directors who can only use techniques are destined not to be the world's top directors."

"Because, the lack of soul and thought, this is like a young man in school because of the skills and skills won a lot of honors, so when he just left school, he got a large amount of money to shoot a movie to show off his skills, and the final result can only be Waterloo."

"What you're saying is still so thought-provoking, Kyrlo."

"You and I are the same, aren't we?" smiled and raised his glass,

"No, no, no, I'm different from you, you have always pursued the maximization of profits, and what I am pursuing is only five times the original profit."

"Then I think Sicol should change this habit, how many people have been ruined because of the pursuit of a price twice as large as the original profit."

"Thank you for your advice, I think we can talk about work now."

"Thank you very much, this cup, I hope we can cooperate sincerely in the future, cheers."

"Cheers."

The two old foxes with their own ghosts only had half an hour of lunchtime, and the most important part of the contract had been finalized, and the rest was the work of the group of people in the legal department. Who knows.

is really in the director's profession, Lin Jie still lacks enough experience.

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"I leaned over to look, the curtain of autumn rain, the falling droplets, but silent~"

"Hey, Miss, is this your wallet?" Zhuo Ziyue, who was standing at the door of the fitting room and humming a song a little bored, was just about to knock on the door, when she saw this, well, how to say it, a handsome guy came up with a wallet to talk.

"No, this wallet isn't mine, I don't have a wallet of this color."

"Oh? Isn't this really your wallet? I just asked a couple of people on the other side and they said that the wallet was not theirs either. ”

The black brother in the flower shirt looked helpless and stood beside Zhuo Ziyue.

"If your right hand hadn't been secretly gesturing behind you, your words would have given me a little bit of trust."

"Oh, I'm sorry you saw it, beauty." The black brother who saw through this was his own means of accosting made a surrender with both hands, but his body did not have the slightest intention of moving.

"I don't know what your definition of yourself is, but I still have something very important to tell you, I have a boyfriend,"

"And he's pretty good." At the end, Zhuo Ziyue made up a sentence sent by God.

"It's nothing, your boyfriend will, but I will, and I'm confident that I can do better than him." After that, he vaguely straightened his waist.

".............................." There was a touch of disgust between his eyebrows, and Zhuo Ziyue was really powerless to complain about this black man with a hippie smile and a good feeling about himself.

"Her boyfriend's name is Lin Jie, and there is another name called Barry Allen, of course, if you don't know him, then you must know his father Lin Niantian, well, that is, Kyrall Allen." In desperation, Lucy, who had already changed her clothes, walked out of the fitting room, put her hands on Zhuo Ziyue's shoulders, and looked at the black brother with interest.

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Zhuo Ziyue swore to the sky, this was the first time she found out that Lin Jie's identity as Lin Niantian's son was so good, and she didn't have to worry about being accosted for no reason when she went out in the future.

"How's that, Catherine, how am I doing that?" With a smile, he put a bag in Zhuo Ziyue's hand, and pushed Zhuo Ziyue into the fitting room.

"Huh! Huh! Don't push me! ”

"Okay, okay, let's try on clothes, we still have to go to dinner, it's almost now, I'm so hungry."

"It's not because you've been trying on clothes for so long!"