Chapter two hundred and sixty-ninth national struggle
The junior sister Han Shuangshuang called her was Dou Wan'er. She was petite, with a beautiful appearance, long hair shawl, black and thick air bangs hanging on her forehead, her eyes were bright and white, and she was crystal clear. When she looked at people, her eyes were fixed and she looked very cute.
Although her appearance cannot be called a goddess-level figure in the national arts where there are many beautiful women, she should also be very popular among boys who like boys and girls.
But his personality seems a bit too introverted.
When she had dinner with Hong Tianbao and Zhang Jiao, she didn't say a word most of the time, and only spoke in a quiet voice when she mentioned her works.
But he seemed to have his own ideas in his words, and he was obviously a talented woman. Hong Tianbao admired her very much and said with a smile: "No, not bad, Miss Dou."
Understanding talent is like getting pregnant, and it cannot be covered up.
You are obviously an example of this, but your personality is a bit dull.
Even if the screenwriter does not have to be as outgoing as a director or an actor, he still needs to have the ability to communicate well with others.
Especially the responsible screenwriter of variety shows must always maintain interaction with the performers he is responsible for.
You are so shy, it's better to find a stranger to practice speaking.
It just so happened that Chairman Zhang was going to study in your academy, and he had just joined the program team of "I'm Bold" and there was no responsible screenwriter yet. Why not just ask him to practice.
If you can develop a tacit understanding and you have enough courage, you can come to Leyu TV as a variety show screenwriter for an internship."
Before Dou Wan'er could react, Zhang Jiao said in a low voice with a stiff expression: "Don't mess with me, old man."
Hong Tianbao replied in a low voice, "It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin. He doesn't know the good people's hearts. How can this be a trick on you?
Such a simple and beautiful little girl, you are definitely more than enough for a reckless man who obviously has never read any books and can only dance with swords and guns.
I am very close to you, and I am worried that after you go into exile in Southeast Asia, you will live a life of widowhood and widowhood at a young age before helping you out of help.”
"Everyone says that I am not actually a native of Shennongjia, and I have a product in Nanyang..." Zhang Jiao said gritting his teeth.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Han Shuangshuang on the opposite side with dissatisfaction and knocking on the chopsticks. "Host Zhang, it is impolite to lower his voice and chat on his own when he was having dinner with the girl.
And director, the metaphor that "being talent is like getting pregnant, and concealing is not suitable for young girls."
My junior sister was almost crying when she said it.”
"Sorry, sorry, missed, missed." When not filming the show, Hong Tianbao is a heroic and cheerful old child. He is arrogant when he flatters. He is accused of being angry and waves his hands to apologize.
Dou Wan'er became even more embarrassed, lowered her head and pulled Han Shuangshuang's cuff and said, "Senior sister, I, I didn't cry."
This made Hong Tianbao laugh.
After finishing the meal happily, Hong Tianbao received a few friends' requests to save the scene, and happily left Zhang Jiaoyang and left.
After Zhang Jiao watched him leave, he had no intention of staying at Guoyi University and having sex with a group of college students like flowers in the greenhouse. He said goodbye to Han Shuangshuang and Dou Wan'er.
Before the two of them could react, they were like loaches, and their bodies shook, blending into the endless crowds of people on the food street in the university town, disappearing and disappearing.
Xiangbei is a large metropolitan city, and naturally there is also a settlement area for the Rima people, called the Sanmori.
Half an hour later, Zhang Jiao took a taxi and arrived at a completely different architectural style from the surrounding neighborhoods. All buildings are low wood and stone structures below 5 floors, which look antique and full of the old style of Xia Zong.
At this time, this long street that is longer than ordinary streets and winding and twisting, and more than 10 entrances and exits of all sizes have been blocked by Xiangyuan's official armed forces.
In addition to the military-equipped police, there were also regular national defense troops stationed.
"This is about to be deployed and the regular troops blocked the road in the urban area." Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiao thought silently in his heart: "It seems that Xiangyuan official was secretly expressing his attitude towards demonstrating while hiding Xiang Zhuang's sword.
Moreover, the matter is so big, it should not be the trick played by a certain or a few high-powered Nanyang politicians, but the coordinated reaction of the top leaders of the entire government.
Damn, I just used this kind of thing as a gun and a breakthrough, and I have been in trouble for eight lifetimes.
I really don’t understand that the three countries in Southeast Asia are as powerful as one, and they are so powerful. Why do you need to add my insignificant sesame seeds to make a weight when doing such a big thing?
Could it be that my Changqiao Zhang family’s background is caused by the unclear relationship with Wen Taoism?
Then the opponents who want the Nanyang government to calculate should be stronger than them, or at least they are equal."
Thinking of this, a horrified guess suddenly appeared in Zhang Jiao's mind, and his eyes widened, "It's not Himaru people!"
Could it be that Rimaru wanted to design and subvert the Nanyang regime, but the Nanyang government discovered that something was wrong, but he was afraid of being afraid of arousing public grievances and leading to the outbreak of national wars, so he did not dare to make public announcements?
So I have done so many things in a mess and secretly cleared the hidden dangers."
The more I thought about it, the more I felt it made sense. Sweat on his forehead unknowingly oozed out.
After all, a small person like Zhang Jiao, who has thin arms and calves, is involved in this "national struggle" that is related to the rise and fall of a powerful country in the East Continent, and it is likely that a wave will be smashed to pieces.
By then, the "Lianshenghe" territory that had not yet been eaten into the stomach would become a life-threatening money.
"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be greedy." Zhang Jiao, who was standing under a sycamore tree by the road, muttered to himself with regretful face, and the thought of avoiding trouble in Jiang Chu again arose in his heart.
But then I thought about it, although Rimaru is a country with a strong people, his people have been strong since ancient times, and there have been many strong people.
If I really want to take revenge on myself, mythical characters may be able to send them out, and it will be useless to hide from Shennongjia.
Besides, he avoided the disaster of Shennongjia last time and suffered from the Taoist warriors and suffered a life-threatening death.
Now Jiang Chu has become the territory of Wen Taoism again. It is okay to live for a while, it is definitely not a place for long-term residence. So he extinguished his mind of escape and thought to himself: "It is a good thing to know that advancing and retreating is a good thing, but he will be too cowardly when he is troubled.
No matter how high a cowardly person has the talent for cultivation, how powerful the legacy and supernatural powers he has, no matter how great his luck he has, it is unlikely that he will be at the peak and achieve immortality.
Besides, my guess may not be correct.
If I take a step back, even if I guess correctly, I am just a small character who happened to be involved in the "national struggle" and was big.
The big guys probably won't care at all.
Chapter completed!