Does the entertainment industry still have this kind of operation?

The scene with Yan Zhen was purely accidental, but it worked unexpectedly well.

Zhao Baoshang was really happy in his heart.

It can be said that she has never been so happy to play against each other, and it seems that her every move has really returned to a prosperous and prosperous dynasty.

This must be the first time she's at her best.

So Zhao Baoshang held back his joy and asked Yan Zhen with a straight face.

"How did I act?"

Yan Zhen said, "Not bad."

Zhao Baoshang was proud of himself.

"But it's still far from a real general." Yan Zhen said, "Although female generals are generals, many of their movements are not too rigid. Their strength is different from real men, so they need some skills."

Yan Zhen took a branch and held it in his hand: "A strong person uses his upper arm to drive the power of his palm. If he is not strong enough, he can only use his wrist to drive his arm. Otherwise, his moves will be slow and his life will be lost."

She gestured casually, drawing a ripple on the river surface, and all the koi fled away.

"Of course all of this will also be reflected in the posture of chess." Yan Zhen picked up a stone and put it on the ground.

Zhao Baoshang didn't understand: "Where did you know this?"

"Of course it's—" Yan Zhen thought for a while and replied, "The library in the town."

This is obviously perfunctory.

But Zhao Baoshang believed it, and continued to ask enthusiastically: "Any other tricks?"

Yan Zhen said another one.

"A female general won't raise her chin so high. Although she is arrogant, she is low-key." Yan Zhen nodded Zhao Baoshang's chin, "Put your head down a little, and the general's aura will come out."

Zhao Baoshang felt suddenly enlightened.

She went to the river to make an expression. There was only a vague outline on the river, but she was still very happy. Relying on her good looks, she squeezed her face and put on several dignified looks.

The wind was strong by the river, and a gust of wind blew.

Yan Zhen saw the back of Zhao Baoshang's hand turning blue, so he stretched out his hand to hold it, warming it with the palm of his hand.

Zhao Baoshang's heart tightened, and he squeezed back even harder.

She realized that only this person was really looking out for her own good, and doing her own good without asking for anything in return.

I have always been too lazy to show my face to people, so I don't have many friends around me. Even the nanny who brought me up dislikes me, and often has to say a few unreasonable things about me.

Hazel is different.

She could see Yan Zhen's eyes, which were always like spring water, gentle and gentle, as if willing to give her everything.

This look was something she had never seen in anyone else.

Even Xu Fengmei, who has won two Oscars, never gave her guidance on acting skills.

Thinking of this, Zhao Baoshang's eyes darkened again.

"How old are you now?" Zhao Baoshang asked.

Yan Zhen said, "Go to high school."

Zhao Baoshang said, "This year's college entrance examination?"

Yan Zhen nodded.

Zhao Baoshang's eyes lit up: "What school do you plan to go to?"

Yan Zhen said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Then you come to the imperial capital." Zhao Baoshang said, "I am in the imperial capital."

Yan Zhen didn't forget that the eldest princess still had a death calamity.

It would be great to be able to go to a place close to the eldest princess.

She nodded.

Zhao Baoshang was very satisfied: "Then I'll wait for you to come over."

She went all the way back to the hotel in a good mood.

In the small living room of the hotel, Xu Fengmei was sitting on the sofa waiting for her.The dim light cast a light layer of light on Xu Fengmei's body, making her sharply contoured face look much softer.

Out of politeness, Zhao Baoshang called out: "Sister Xu."

Xu Fengmei looked at Zhao Baoshang with spring in her eyes: "You're back?"

Zhao Baoshang was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

"Why so late?" Xu Fengmei asked.

"Read the script for a while."

"You can't read the script anywhere, you have to read it for whatever you do."

Zhao Baoshang was a little impatient and ignored Xu Fengmei.

Xu Fengmei knew that she was about to exhaust Zhao Baoshang's goodwill, and knew that some things could not be delayed any longer.

Then I asked another question: "Did you get bullied the night before?"

Zhao Baoshang said, "Not careful."

"Have you found out who did it?"

Zhao Baoshang nodded.

It's nothing more than brothers and sisters in the family, in order to fight for the family property, they will do anything.

Xu Fengmei asked: "Who is it?"

Zhao Baoshang thought for a while: "Sister Xu, it's better that you don't know about this matter."

Xu Fengmei still wanted to ask.

She is 29 this year, and in another year, she will enter an advanced age in the entertainment industry. Now she only has the golden thigh of Zhao Baoshang, but Zhao Baoshang is a woman after all, and she is only the second daughter.

The golden thigh that Xu Fengmei wanted was able to secure the position of the Patriarch of the Zhao family.

Now the patriarch of the Zhao family is in poor health, and several children are fighting for the family property.

It's really hard to say who will be the final winner.

Because of this, standing in line is extremely important.

Xu Fengmei wanted to get some information from Zhao Baoshang so that she could stand firm in the team, so that even if she stopped working in the entertainment industry, she could still live a prosperous life.

But things didn't go as she wished.

Zhao Baoshang stared at Xu Fengmei for a while, feeling more and more unhappy.

She seemed to have seen Xu Fengmei's intentions, so she didn't speak for a long time.

It wasn't until the floor lamp flickered that she shook her head and said, "I don't know yet."

Xu Fengmei was a little disappointed: "Really."

The bell struck in the middle of the night, and the sound of snoring came from the room.

Zhao Baoshang said, "Miss Xu, I still have to film tomorrow."

Xu Fengmei responded.

The two went back to their rooms.

The next day, Yan Zhen went out for a walk with a chicken leg.

I met Zhao Baoshang on the road.

She rushed up to say hello.

"Have breakfast?" Yan Zhen asked, waving the drumstick.

"Don't eat."

"I happen to have it here, don't waste it." Yan Zhen leaned over.

When Zhao Baoshang saw the goosebump-covered leg, he almost vomited.

"Take it away."

"What's wrong?" Yan Zhen looked at the chicken leg, then at Zhao Baoshang's discolored face, "Don't you eat meat?"

How could Zhao Baoshang not eat meat.

She just disliked such an ugly chicken leg, she didn't dare to take a second look, turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stumbled.

Immediately there was severe pain in the ankle, followed by soreness and numbness, until her head also became dizzy.

Zhao Baoshang lowered his head and saw a black mollusk at his feet. Looking carefully, it was a black snake with a pointed head, which seemed to be poisonous.

This broken place was a centipede a few days ago, but now it is a snake.

Zhao Baoshang cursed a few times in his heart, and skillfully squatted down to strangle the snake, but suddenly his eyes turned black, and he couldn't see the situation clearly.

Yan Zhen took two steps towards her.

Zhao Baoshang heard it and shouted: "Don't move."

"What's wrong?" Yan Zhen was puzzled, then lowered his head, and saw the black snake spitting out the letter.

"You were bitten by a snake?" Yan Zhen turned pale with fright.

Zhao Baoshang responded without any strength.

Yan Zhen noticed this and walked over.

"Afraid?" she asked.

Zhao Baoshang hung his head and remained silent.

"I'll kill it first, don't move around." Yan Zhen said, and then shot, pinching the snake's seven inches at a fast speed.

Zhao Baoshang heaved a sigh of relief, but felt ashamed again, so he turned his head away from Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen twisted the snake off and threw it into the river. The river was so fast that the black snake quickly disappeared without a trace.

She ran back and looked down, and saw the wound on Zhao Baoshang's foot.

There were two black spots printed on the white and slender ankle, which looked painful and vicious. The surrounding area of ​​the wound was red, and the red and black were dotted together on the snow-white calf, which made people unbearable.

Yan Zhen took out a handkerchief and tied Zhao Baoshang's calf.

"Are your legs numb?"

Zhao Baoshang didn't have the energy to speak.

"Be patient." Yan Zhen said, she sucked out the snake's blood and spat it on the ground.

After that, she was worried, and gnawed on the tip of her finger, and drew a talisman on the wound with her own blood to keep Zhao Baoshang safe and healthy.

After doing all this, she looked up, only to find that Zhao Baoshang had passed out.

Yan Zhen touched Zhao Baoshang's calf and lifted him up.

The author has something to say: Zhao Baoshang: Why am I always getting hurt.

Yan Zhen: Don't be afraid, princess, I am proficient in 130 kinds of medical skills, but I have never saved anyone.

Zhao Baoshang: I've been blocked, please contact Drift Bottle if you need anything.

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It's the last day of the long vacation, and I'm going back to the sweatshop