The Happy Life of the Abandoned Prince

The great playwright Cartman was talking to his actors, and suddenly he felt a disturbed throbbing in his heart. This feeling was like the cabbage he raised was shot by some flying pig from space. Could it be that one of his treasures was Someone snatched it?Could it be that the artworks in my private collection were found by my wife and burned?The fat man immediately became absent-minded. The actors around him could tell that he was wandering off, even talking about the play in a nonsensical manner. He just wanted to get off work to see if his secret collection was safe.

Connor held the girl's hand tightly, and didn't want to let go for a moment. He didn't dare to look at the girl's radiant face, and his face would turn red when he saw it. He felt a little guilty, after all, he was the man under the marriage contract.

"What are you thinking about?" Atona gently lifted Connor's face, and the two met face to face, "I don't want to be your girlfriend because of this, I just want to be with you, that's all. "

Connor immediately felt more guilty, but when he hugged the girl, he immediately changed his mind, he should be more guilty.

"What do you think about these beautiful girls? I think you have a new idea?" Atona pressed her mouth to Connor's ear, and the fragrance she exhaled kept blowing into Connor's ears. itch.

"I do have some ideas." Connor admitted frankly,

"Fantasy carrot!" Atona began to scratch Connor's itchy flesh.Connor didn't dare to deny and retort now, he could only waving his fingers at her to fight back at the same time.

With a conscience in heaven and earth, Connor is still very moral, probably.He articulated his vision.

"Magazine?"

"That's right, I'm going to start a photo magazine."

Thanks to the powerful magic in this world, the entertainment aspects of the world of Venus are still very good, especially the Outer Islands. Because of the artistic atmosphere of the elven kingdom, humans have begun to like art one after another. Poetry and music, men, women, young and old, regardless of their level, can have two songs.Connor is going to start with the photo magazine first, and then spark the contention of a hundred flowers blooming on the outer island.He originally wanted to start a "Music" magazine, but after thinking carefully that he is a half-music idiot in this world, let's put it away first.

Next is "Reader", or "Window of the World", which is more popular in the world, or even "Style", which leads the fashion style, and even "Nature", which dominates the field of natural science, is the direction of the development of magazines.Connor is going to throw a fire first, he is going to use the eternal language of any world, this language transcends time, space and different planes, that is the soft girl.

Soft girl!Does anyone understand?How nice and luxurious is a luxury car?But a soft girl leaned on it, patted.Click, click, both the audience and the reporter kept taking pictures, so the exposure rate would increase?

There are already quite a few advertising girls under Connor's line, and they are all eagerly looking forward to Connor's making a big production, but Connor has nothing to do with them, so they can only continue to struggle in commercials.

However, in terms of advertisements, there are too many wolves and few meats. Even if Connor puts out advertisements like this every day, even if many stores already know that advertisements are very effective, long-term habits will still make them keep a certain distance from these new things, which will take time. , there is no way.

For Connor, the invention of the camera is a pillow for sleepiness. For example, beautiful photos can be used to make magazines for teenagers to lick.Although the effect of magic can already make hanging pictures that can talk and move, just like the fat lady in Harry Potter, many wealthy people don't look at those ordinary photos at all.But cheapness and creativity will still take over the market, Connor fully believes.

"Hmph, just take those obscene photos to make men flirt." Atona acted like I've seen through you.Her slender figure stood in front of Connor, the sun shone behind her, and her flaxen braids had long been messed up by Connor's hands.What else could Connor say?He can only put his arms around the girl and use actions to show that I only have eyes for you, of course only now-this sentence cannot be said.

After three days like this, Connor's advertising recruitment plan has not improved yet, but Connor, who is busy communicating with Atona, has long forgotten this matter. How many times have you been ashamed?It was not until the employees came to the door that I remembered it from the depths of my memory.

"I remember you, you are the policeman Hook from the Free Trade Union?"

Hooks should not mention how uncomfortable he is now, that casual lie has to be repeated, he can only claim that he has lost confidence in the evil Free Trade Alliance and is going to come to the outer island to rejuvenate his second life, and now he can't wait to be with His Royal Highness The company's heart and soul are all over the place.

Old Hooks still had to deliberately lie to himself, but Connor hadn't thought about it at this time. To him, Hooks was a policeman he knew, and he had a casual chat with him to get a little impression.

"I'm the owner of the Luna Musical Instrument Store." This business was brought by the old Hooks, and it was these grassroots employees who burst out with great enthusiasm to complete Connor's vision when it was dark for Connor. , They went from store to store to solicit business.Old Hooks managed to win the business from the Luna Musical Instrument Store after a dozen fruitless efforts.

"I like music very much." The owner of Luna Musical Instrument Store is a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. He belongs to the kind of person who can't be found in the crowd even if he just met him.His tone was calm and his speech was very slow, as if he was recalling his past. "I used to think I was musically gifted, and you know young people tend to think that way."

"At that time, I also formed a band with my friends, and went to the Free Trade Union with my ideals. My family told me that it was hopeless and impossible. At that time, in order to prove myself, I made an agreement with my friends that no one would back down. At that time, we persisted together, lived in the basement, ate cheap and unpalatable food, narrated each other’s dreams and encouraged each other. Now that I think about it, the days at that time were bitter, but very interesting.”

"Then did you succeed in the end?" Cassie asked curiously and concerned, but unfortunately, the question was too blind.

Connor gave Cassie a wink before our lovable CEO realized his slip of the tongue.Nonsense, if he succeeded, would he look like a wasted middle-aged man?

"It's okay, it's all in the past, and I just chatted with you casually. To be honest, I don't know what to say to others. They have been silent all the time." The middle-aged man said with a smile that those who heard it were sad and those who heard it were crying. "I was the last one who persisted until the end. The bands changed one after another. My friends gave up one by one, and left me one by one. The original band was also forced to disband. I followed many bands. Until One day, the teammates in my group called me uncle very commonly, and I realized that I was old. So old that it would even hold back young people.”

The middle-aged musical instrument store manager stabbed himself with words like a knife.It seems that the injury was serious at the time, and it must not be as simple as what he said.However, no one would ask such a question.

"That's how I know I should go, and I'm tired." The store manager's gaze was erratic, recalling the past was not as easy as he said. "I returned to my hometown with my savings from years of hard work and opened a musical instrument store, hoping to help those who love music."

"A man like you who loves music will definitely take a step closer in his career. Choosing us this time is the most correct choice for you." Connor's subordinate, the bald fan Fan suddenly appeared, his shiny scalp gleaming , do you smear olive oil on your head every day?
"No, I just met this gentleman named Hooks. He is very enthusiastic. Even though I refused at first, he and I still talked for a long time. I think we are very similar. I agreed." The store manager shook Shaking his head to answer.Before he finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Old Hooks.He hasn't had time to be proud yet.He heard the second half of the manager of the musical instrument shop, "Just like me when I was desperate and desperate." He felt that he stepped on the dog's poop on the first step when he went out, and he was desperate.