"Miss, Master Huang is here."

In the most luxurious room, the Oiran lady is playing the piano.

Hearing the little girl come in to report, the piano sound was not messy at all, and only looked up at her.

[Come on, come on, lead him in and sit down.] 】

Obviously she didn't speak, but the little girl understood what she meant, and quickly retreated out, and after a while, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe came in.

When Master Huang came in, he saw that there were already several people sitting in the room, and his face was a little unsightly.

It's not a very good friend, who is willing to go to the Qinglou in a group?

But the beauty swept her eyes, and only smiled at him helplessly, and there seemed to be a lot of reluctance in her eyes, so he laughed along.

Hey, Miss Jiuli is also a hard-working person, the old bustard is not a person, let her receive so many guests all day long, even if she doesn't sell her body, she is tired, right?

After a song, everyone applauded, and Jiuli leaned forward, slightly blessed.

"Thank you for coming to see me often. The night is long, and sitting quietly and listening to the piano is also boring, why don't we have some fun? It just so happens that there are a lot of people tonight, and it's also lively. ”

Originally, someone saw the man surnamed Huang come in, very dissatisfied, and was about to complain a few words, but when he heard this, he was immediately attracted.

"What's fun?"

Jiuli lowered his eyes slightly, and motioned to the maid to give everyone pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

"Recently, rumors have spread in the city, saying that Your Majesty is going to raise troops again, and you all have great talents, so we might as well have a small poetry meeting with the theme of peace!"

It is more sensitive to talk about the government, but everyone can desire peace.

Especially this is in the Qinglou, Jiuli is not an ordinary woman, this theme is very suitable.

Jiuli is really a long-sleeved person who is good at dancing, and it didn't take long for everyone to be happy, and they all competed to show their talents in front of her, and they didn't leave until late at night.

During this period, the government sent someone to search for the thief, and the bustard did everything possible to stop him outside, but the door was just pushed open, and Master Huang scolded him, and the person automatically retreated.

"If there are thieves in the empty house, will we all be blind?"

This is reasonable, and there is official oppression, and when the messenger leaves, he can't wait to give birth to eight legs.

"Master, they're all gone."

When the guests dispersed, the bustard quietly went upstairs to inform her of the news, and Jiuli rubbed his numb legs, stood up and blew out the lights in the house.

The room was pitch black.

Seeing that it was no longer possible to see inside the room through the silhouette of the window, a thin figure in a night suit slowly crawled out from under her face, kowtowing to her gratefully.

"Bow down to the princess!"

Jiuli sighed: "Let's go down!" Be cautious next time. I can save you once, I can't get back all the luck so good. ”

In fact, in front of everyone's eyes, the person who was arrested by the government was hidden under a few eucalyptus in front of him.

"Yes!"

When the people left, the old bustard touched the cloth spread on a few eucalyptus and sighed softly:

"In the past, I only thought that the master would be tired if he knelt for too long, and there was a tablecloth to cover it, so that he could rest his legs, but I didn't expect it to be so useful."

If in the past, there were palace rules there, and the layout of the princess's boudoir would not have been so casual.

The old servant who pretended to be an old bustard sighed, and Jiuli was not in a good mood.

Standing in front of the window, staring at the city wall not far away for a long time, she snapped and knocked off the bamboo pole supporting the window.

"I'm tired, you can step back first!"

The hippie smiling face of the old bustard in front of no one else saluted in a proper manner before quietly retreating.

The room was pitch black, and a few seconds passed before a sneer came.

"That's it! It's over! ”

Mu Sanyang tiredly picked up the little horn.

Hearing this shout, everyone couldn't help but cheer.

This scene is too complicated, there are many actors, from beginning to end, you can't make mistakes, and you have to take into account the micro-expressions, not only the director is tired and vomits blood, but the actors and crew are also about to vomit!

At this time, I'm really afraid of the director's words, but the first time the effect is the best.

After filming this scene, I called it a day and went back to the inn for dinner.

Ni Bingyan lay on the bed with a mask on, wearing headphones and chatting with Sang Yuan.

"Hey, you don't know, how much I envy Jiuli, this psychological quality is really amazing! I'm going to have half of her, and I'll be invulnerable. ”

Sang Yuan sighed: "Can the psychological quality exercised under the collapse of the country and the collapse of the family not be strong?" What do you compare to her? ”

Ni Bingyan thought about it, and this also made sense.

Princess Jiuli escaped by hiding in the secret room because the old servant desperately rescued her.

But the price of her survival was to watch her relatives being killed in front of her one by one, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

That scene requires her to show extremely strong emotions, but she can't have big body movements and any language, the performance is very difficult, she has simulated it countless times in her mind, so she is very impressed.

"It's not that I'm compared with her, I just simply envy the kind of people with strong psychological quality, I feel that it is easier to do anything, especially when encountering difficulties, ordinary people are likely to be unable to overcome, but they can get through it safely."

Sang Yuan was hugging Wangcai to read the documents at this time, and when Wangcai heard Ni Bingyan's voice, he leaned over to the phone, and he put the phone in Wangcai's ear and let it sound twice.

After the conversation between one person and one dog in the air, Sang Yuan told her about the past.

"When I was in college, there was a project where the competitors were strong and I wanted to win it, but I knew I was inferior to the other party, so what should I do? I was pretending to be a bluffer, you know? ”

"It worked, didn't it? I knew that you must be the kind of person who is particularly stable when encountering things. This kind of you can always bring extraordinary confidence to others. ”

"I thought it was the reason, but when the contract was signed, the boss on the other side shook hands with me with a smile and said to me, 'Please say hello to your dad on my behalf.'"

thought that he was fighting for his personal quality, but he found out afterwards that he was able to pass the test by fighting his father.

Ni Bingyan couldn't help laughing, covering his face and shouting while laughing: "Ouch! My mask! It's expensive! ”

Seeing that he made her laugh, Sang Yuan said: "So no matter how good the psychological quality is, there is an upper limit to the effect, so you don't have to envy others." ”

"Okay, Daddy still lets you spell out!"

"Isn't that right? Since then, I have understood a truth, I am better than other young entrepreneurs, where is the strongest point? Is it my vision? What am I capable of? No, it's my dad, my mom, my grandparents, uncles, grandparents, etc., if you want to go faster than others, you must first make full use of your connections. ”

"It's not unreasonable for you to say that, but it's a bit ......."

"A bit out of line with mainstream values?"

Ni Bingyan didn't know what to say.

Can she say that the grassroots who have no support hate him the most like the rich second-generation red N generation?

She is also a person who has a father at this time, and her father is also very powerful, so it is very strange to say such things.

Sang Yuan saw that she didn't speak, so he continued to share his experience: "Many people don't work hard because of their father, but I work harder, do you know why?" ”

"Why?"

"In order for the day when our children start a business, we can also rely on our father to live a more relaxed life."

Ni Bingyan suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Should it be said that the love brain is really the love brain?

It doesn't seem right.

While chatting, Sister Wei came in on the phone.

Before she finished speaking, she hung up first, but she persevered and beat her in a row.

Ni Bingyan was helpless, so he had to say goodbye to Sang Yuan and call Wei Shujie.