My girlfriend is three thousand years old + special episode

Shen Yaozhu is a straightforward person who loves and hates clearly. No matter what prejudice she had against the other party before, it is a fact that the other party has saved her repeatedly.

Thinking of this, Shen Yaozhu hurriedly took out the mobile phone in her bag, opened the address book, and was suddenly amused by herself in the middle of the action, she didn't have that woman's contact information at all.

Really confused.

Shen Yaozhu covered her face with her hands and laughed out loud, a bit exaggerated, what happened to her, she was really confused.

Lie on the sofa like this for a while, Shen Yaozhu felt a little better, and the feeling of nervousness, trembling and rapid heartbeat dissipated, she got up and unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, when she was about to drink, she saw the glass window She shrugged her shoulders and smiled, "Then replace the wine with water, thank you."

"My lady is so cute. There is no need to thank you and me, but I... should protect you well." Gu Shixi heard Shen Yaozhu's thanks, and also saw her series of self-crazy and struggling actions. Maybe Sheng An and Yun Xiang and the others were right, but luckily she didn't reveal her true identity impulsively, otherwise it would be impossible to imagine what Yaozhu would be scared into, it seems that she can only take it step by step.

I have waited for 3000 years, and I don't care about waiting for a while.

Then Shen Yaozhu changed her clothes and took a shower, put on her pajamas and climbed onto the bed, leaned on the bed and read the script, looked at her thoughts and drifted elsewhere, and muttered to herself, "There are people in this world whose eyes are Two pupil colors?"

Thinking of this, Li Luo got off the bed and ran to the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror and observed her eyes, very ordinary brown pupils, and the tear mole under the corner of the eyes was just right, adding a touch of cuteness.

"Could it be because of the light?" Shen Yaozhu muttered, turned off the white light, and turned on another kind of warm yellow light, which would be closer to the dim street light, but she still had brown pupils in the mirror.

She couldn't figure it out, and returned to the bed in frustration.

I'd better look it up online, the script was thrown aside by her.

Open the search and enter "does anyone have pupils of two colors?", the web pages that come up are either advertisements or various unrelated topics, none of which are the answers Shen Yaozhu wants.

In desperation, I had no choice but to find another way to recharge the question on a question-and-answer website.

After waiting for a while to go back and refresh, I have already got several answers.

The first one replied, "This is almost impossible, unless someone intentionally undergoes plastic surgery to inject colored pigments into the pupils, but the degree of difficulty is high and the risk is high."

The second replied, "This is something that even a genetic mutation cannot do. Is the subject of the question a primary school student? The question is too naive."

Unexpectedly being stunned for no reason, Shen Yaozhu pursed her lips and continued to read the third answer.

"A cat with different eyes? People with different eyes are unlikely."

"It can be done with colored contact lenses."

"..."

Turning on the computer, Shen Yaozhu leaned back and looked at the ceiling above her head, suddenly she couldn't understand her current behavior, why did she play the script instead of reading the lines or memorizing it, and went online to look up such boring things.

The next day, the dressing room.

"Why are the dark circles under the eyes so heavy? They need to be well covered." The makeup artist said while holding Shen Yaozhu's face upside down.

Shen Yaozhu sat on the chair, covered her mouth and yawned several times. She thought about it in the middle of the night yesterday and realized that the materialism she believed in for more than 20 years was about to be overthrown. Touching the peace talisman on his chest, he felt an inexplicable sense of security in his heart.

Yu Lili rushed in, still eating the steamed buns in her hand, a tangy smell of meat wafted through the whole cabin, "Sister, you didn't tell me when you came back yesterday."

Shen Yaozhu glanced at her in the mirror, her hair flew up wantonly, the work badge on her chest was hung on her shoulders, and she was holding a steamed bun in her hand.

He replied, "It was too late yesterday, I didn't want to disturb you."

"Then... sister, is everything okay at home?" Yu Lili asked again.

"It's nothing serious." Shen Yaozhu smiled lightly.

After a while, Wang Jia also opened the door and came in. Seeing Shen Yaozhu sitting there putting on makeup, a stone in her heart fell to the ground, but she quickly pointed the finger at another person, covering her nose with her hand, "Yu Lili!"

"...Ah, what's the matter, Miss Wang Jia." Yu Lili put down the food in her hands guiltyly, and secretly chewed it twice in her mouth.

"Hurry up, go out to eat, it smells so bad~" Wang Jia waved her hand in disgust.

"Okay, okay." Yu Lili put down the backpack on her back, and opened the door with the steamed buns.

Wang Jia also deliberately opened the door a little to diffuse the smell, "I heard that you went back yesterday, so it doesn't matter?"

"Bizhu was naughty, she broke her leg in school, it's nothing serious, that girl won't die." Shen Yaozhu said calmly, with a hint of hatred in her tone.

"Do you need me to help you go back and have a look?" Wang Jia asked again.

"No, it's too troublesome. I went back to see it yesterday, and I should be discharged from the hospital in two days." Shen Yaozhu replied.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock..." Someone knocked on the door, and Wang Jia walked behind the door.

"Tell your artists to prepare quickly, and the shooting will start immediately."