When Jian Han stood in a row arm in arm and bowed deeply to all the audience, thunderous applause finally rang out.

Many Tibetan young people looked at her with complicated expressions, and when she sat down in her seat again, Nima had tears in her eyes and spoke a long string of Tibetan, Jian Han looked confused, so she had to look at the translator, who explained: "She said that your performance is very good and real." ”

His expression was quite complicated, and after a long time, he couldn't hold it back, and said softly: "In recent years, many young people have gone out, and after they came back, they couldn't get used to the way of life of their elders, and the two sides had a lot of disputes over this——"

"It wasn't until a few days ago that a young man who was with a Han girl was carried back from Lhasa, became seriously ill, but was abandoned by the girl, and went there a few days after he came back, and the children stopped a little."

He paused and said solemnly, "Thank you, thank you for your performance." ”

Jian Han was a little flattered, she just wanted to perform a show that would resonate with the Tibetans, but she didn't expect to receive such high praise.

The Tibetans came forward to toast her, but the difference was that most of the people who toasted the red team were young people, and most of the people who asked the blue team to drink were elderly, which made them unable to refuse, and several people quickly got drunk.

Jian Han was a girl and was spared, and finally with the help of the red team, she dragged several men into the wooden building together.

Tibetans live in two-story wooden buildings, the first floor is for large livestock, and the second floor is for people, climb up a narrow staircase, and open a skylight on the roof to illuminate it, most of the time, the house is very dark.

Seeing that several men were sleeping, Jian Han couldn't help but sit on the ground with a P share, and it didn't take much effort to move these big men to the second floor.

Fang Qinghan sat down beside her, obviously the same action, but he did it without the slightest smell of fireworks, elegantly like a famous man in the Wei and Jin dynasties, sitting on a boulder next to the stream.

Fang Qinghan coughed lightly and asked with curiosity, "How did you come up with this theme?" ”

If you don't have a special understanding, how can you act so well?

But according to him, Jian Han is just a girl who has just turned eighteen, and it stands to reason that she should not have such an experience.

Jian Han shrugged her shoulders, her eyes were a little misty because of fatigue: "After I sat down, I found that the aunt named Nima next to me was always looking at her, so I asked her who those people were, and she said it was her husband." ”

Jian Han paused and smiled: "I was shocked at the time, but the translator next to me explained the customs here, and then I asked Aunt Nima curiously, how many husbands, which one do you like the most?" ”

She smiled and didn't speak.

Because of exhaustion, Jian Han's voice was much lower than her usual crisp voice, and in the dim attic, it was like a whisper from a fairy tale wonderland, and what she said seemed to be covered with a veil of mystery:

"But I noticed that one of the men looked at her more often than the others, and I couldn't help but diverge my thinking, thinking that when she was young, several husbands who were also young, must have a favorite, right? Will her preference for him cause dissatisfaction among others? How many things have gone before she smoothed out the edges and corners and became the uncontested appearance she is now? ”

Jian Han sighed softly: "Even in front of me, a stranger, I refuse to reveal my true thoughts. ”

Fang Qinghan took advantage of the cover of the night to look at the girl beside her, her face could not hide her tiredness, but her eyes were still moving, as if nothing could stump her, nor could she stop her from moving forward, she was always so confident and full of vitality.

made him involuntarily think of his old man again.

Fang Qinghan's heart was in a mess, he only felt that he could no longer stay by the girl's side, he supported the wooden floor with one hand and jumped up, "It's not early, you should rest early!" ”

Jian Han raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "Good night, good dreams."

”

Fang Qinghan stared at her deeply: "You are also a dream." ”

When Fang Qinghan went downstairs, the room was quiet again, Jian Han closed her eyes and carefully recalled tonight's performance, but the more she thought about it, the more excited she became, today is really her pinnacle since she became an actor, because in fact, she is equivalent to playing against four male protagonists at the same time, and when facing everyone, her performance is different.

For the eldest Huo Yun, she is afraid, the second brother Yue Pengcheng is apologetic, Lu Yao is obviously disliked and unable to resist, and the last Pan Yuelong is her childhood sweetheart of the same age.

In the end, a bowl of water is needed to level up and divide all the love equally among the four people.

Thinking of Nima's occasional glance at a corner, Jian Han shook his head and smiled bitterly, how can human feelings be divided between two people?

She couldn't sleep for a while, so she simply picked up her mobile phone and sent Mr. SOS today's usual event, first briefly talking about the tragic experience of the next seven hours of torrent bravery, and then focused on today's performance: Sir, the feeling of being fully engaged in the performance is so great that after the performance, you don't even want to raise your little finger in a satisfied way.

Even when the male god sat next to me, I was not as excited as before, very calm, and chatted with him very normally, and my mind seemed to be completely captured by the monster of acting!

Of course, she still didn't receive any reply from Mr. SOS, Jian Han sighed lightly, hugged her phone, and fell asleep unconsciously.

At the same time, Leo paused, his eyes widened incredibly, damn, he wouldn't have gone for a while, how could the ghost send the god around this room again!

Even because of the mistakes he made the first few times, he simply moved the bedroom to the farthest room, with more than a dozen rooms in between, how could he come over again!

As Leo stared at the door of the bedroom in a daze, a familiar voice burst out with a grin: "Hi, dear, I heard that you have a very hot temper recently, the last time I went to be a guest of honor for the Guinness World Records, I said that the woman who had the longest hair in the world had her brain all grown in her hair, so she relied on her hair to prove her existence, and the angry people took scissors to cut off the hair that had been left for decades on the spot——"

"And the guy with the longest nails in the world, you really put your hand in front of her and tell her that if your nails are gray, you will never eat?"

"Hey, what are you doing standing in front of your bedroom, is there a blonde beauty hidden in it?"

Leo glared at the visitor, his friend Vian has always been in and out of his mansion casually, but today he was just unhappy, he calmly took out his mobile phone and dialed 911: "Hey, the police station?" I'm going to complain that someone has broken into my private house without permission—"

Vian: "...... You are crazy! ”