Wind rises time and space gate

Chapter 24

Lin Zhaoxia was thinking about the idea of ​​​​autobiography when she was interrupted by Zhang Lianqiu's video call...

"Aren't you busy serving your little master?"

"I want to see if you're starving to death at home."

Lin Zhaoxia gave her a supercilious look: "You just hope that I will starve to death."

Zhang Lianqiu lay facelessly on the hotel bed: "No, it saves me thinking about it every day."

Lin Zhaoxia laughed: "I'm going to disappoint you, Han Yang just introduced me to a big job..."

Zhang Lianqiu sat up in shock: "Han Yang? Han Yang is looking for you again? Why don't you just obey this naughty mother's boy?"

"I'm that kind of person?"

"It's fine if it's not." Zhang Lianqiu heaved a sigh of relief.

"His mother, tsk tsk, is like a feudal landowner. Just like my mother, she just wants to be a good match. That's called being picky. It's been so many years, but she still thinks of doing weird things."

Thinking of being beaten by his own mother, Zhang Lianqiu felt infinite resentment.

She ran away before graduating, and simply went to serve others, and her mother would not answer no matter what she called.Play a rebellion.

Lin Zhaoxia also thought about her and couldn't help but sigh, and the two talked about the past.Zhang Lianqiu asked her again: "What job did Han Yang introduce to you?"

"Write an autobiography for someone, 10,000+ words. If you get it, you will get 1. Today I have received the first deposit, which is [-] yuan!"

"Hey, you've already earned two months of my salary! You're not going to let anyone live anymore!"

Zhang Lianqiu had a strange look on his face: "As expected, you are the best screenwriters. If we don't open for three years, we will wait for three years after opening."

"You want me to live with you for three years for 5 yuan? What good things are you thinking of?"

"You still have me. Let me tell you, isn't our drama about to be finished? I heard that our producer said that he is going to make a blockbuster with a main theme next. He hasn't found a screenwriter yet, so I strongly recommended you to him. Maybe he will make an appointment with you in a few days."

Lin Zhaoxia jumped up: "Really? Baby Qiuqiu, I love you so much, you are my heart, you are my flesh and blood, eh, eh!"

Lin Zhaoxia spoke so loudly that it startled Zhao Guangyuan who was fascinated by his book.

There is no third person, why does it seem like someone is talking to her?
baby?Heart and meat?Is it her crush?
After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhaoxia was in a very good mood.

This job has not been done yet, and the next big job is coming. Although there is no shadow yet, is Zhang Lianqiu an unreliable person?
Definitely not.

Lin Zhaoxia wandered into the living room and saw Lu Yuan reading a book. After thinking about it, she kindly handed him the mobile phone she bought for Chang Zhi.

"Here, I'll give you this phone first." Sit down and teach him how to use it.

"Don't delete the photos in it. They belonged to my parents. If he comes back, I will return them to him."

How long?Who is it again?Seeing the child in the photo, Zhao Guangyuan took a curious look and said, "It looks a bit like you."

"Ah, really?" Lin Zhaoxia leaned over to take a closer look, "Really?"

"The eyebrows and eyebrows are not very similar to yours, but underneath..."

Zhao Guangyuan stretched out his hand to cover the upper part of his face, "The lips, chin, and dimples are all similar to yours. But he only has dimples on one side."

Does it really look like it?Lin Zhaoxia enlarged the photo and took a closer look.Hey, it does look a bit like it!It's quite fantasy.

"Is he your son?" Zhao Guangyuan looked at her.

"Ah? Ah, no." Lin Zhaoxia denied subconsciously.Although the appraisal report mentioned mother and child, this is too **** fantasy.

It turns out not to be the case.Zhao Guangyuan's eyes flashed.Come to think of it, she seemed to be alone.

Pointing to the phone: "If I want to watch that movie, can I just click on this video?"

Lin Zhaoxia looked at her phone: "Yes, click on it first. There is a search bar here. Enter your request here and it will help you find the movie you want to watch."

I also remembered that he didn't know how to write here, so I taught him to use voice.

"This input method has voice and strokes, try it." Then before he tried it, he found out that this movie was for VIP!
Those who still TM themselves are not members!
day!
"what happened?"

"It costs money to watch."

Zhao Guangyuan was embarrassed for a while, "Yuan has nothing to offer..."

I know you have nothing to offer!No more reminders! MD, what's the matter!

Lin Zhaoxia was lucky, "I'll give you a membership, but remember to pay back the money!" Double the money, she is not wronged!

"Yes, Yuan has written it down. I will repay the girl's money twice." It's just some yellow and white things.

Also remembering that he is penniless now, "If Yuan can't go back, can you help Yuan find a job?" She can't let a girl support him.

"Okay. If you really can't go back, I'll help you find a way."

Even if you are a gangster and have hands and feet, why do you need to rely on others to support you?Even if you pick up rags and collect waste paper, the paper shells still cost a pound. If you move to several communities, eating three meals a day is not a problem.

Then teach him how to use a mobile phone.Zhao Guangyuan was originally a smart person, and he had a photographic memory since he was a child, and he also recognized a lot of modern commonly used characters by relying on a dictionary.

Soon he also understood how to play with this mobile phone. He was more fascinated by it than reading a book. He held it in his hand and studied it.

"Then you study slowly, this is the charger, you sleep in that small room." After Lin Zhaoxia confessed, he went to wash up, and prepared a set for him, so he didn't care about it.

After Zhao Guangyuan washed up, he lay down in the small room. Although the room was cramped and the bed was too small for him to stretch out, but with the air conditioner blowing and swiping his phone, he felt extremely happy.

After staying up all night and watching five or six episodes of Zhulu Tianxia in a row, I decided to take a break and close my eyes for a while.

But unexpectedly, this time he squinted, he actually changed places.

Is it the main hall?He is back?

Outside the main hall, several palace ladies and eunuchs were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.His Royal Highness Seventh was missing. They panicked, but did not dare to announce it to the outside world.

I'm afraid it's really going to end this time!Don't talk about returning to the palace, I'm just afraid that I will be crushed and ashes.

When they heard the movement in the hall and saw the light again, they felt like they had seen a ghost and hurriedly ran to confirm...

It's His Highness the Seventh!His Royal Highness is back!His Highness the Seventh Prince is alive again!

"Seven, Your Highness Seven!" Tongue tied.

Zhao Guangyuan sat cross-legged on the futon in the main hall, and looked at them coldly: "This hall is still alive, does it make you unhappy?"

"Seventh, what does His Highness Seventh mean by this? The servants are stupid..."

"Are you stupid? You are so stupid that you dare to kill the current prince!"

Although several eunuchs and maids were showing off, they still pretended to be calm, "The servants can't understand what His Highness said."

Zhao Guangyuan sneered.Yesterday he was going to die calmly, but since God confiscated him, he was not in a hurry to die.I thought about it secretly.

The new empress and the new prince wished he would disappear, even in his dreams he wanted to kill the grass.And there are quite a few people in Beijing who want him to die.I'm afraid there are quite a few people in this mausoleum area who have been ordered to secretly try to use tricks.

But in any case, it is inseparable from the people in front of them.

"Do you think that if I die, you can go back to the palace and don't have to guard the tomb here? So you dare to kill the current prince?"

Zhao Guangyuan's cold voice hit her ears directly, and the palace maid who was already swaying immediately knelt down and trembled all over: "Your Majesty, Seventh Prince, spare your life, spare your life!"

How can this persist?

The tide is gone.

The rest of the eunuchs and maids also knelt down and kowtowed: "Please forgive me, Your Highness Seventh! Please spare me!"

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