the one who lives in my body

When you are quiet, it is especially easy to think about life.

At this time, I began to think carefully about everything I saw just now.

Mother, Xie Dongrong, princess...

When I was a child, I used to be afraid that my mother would not want me if she found a new man.

Now that I am an adult, I hope that someone can help me take care of my mother. As for whether mother and child will become unfamiliar in the future, I don't want to think too much.

Also, did Xie Dongrong see me?If I saw it, how should I explain it to him when I go back?

What did you say that you are afraid that I will cause trouble for him...

Thinking about it, the time has come.

With trouser pockets in hand, I watched the door of the exhibition hall open slowly. There were not many people here, so I could say that I was the first person to enter the exhibition hall.

I love mechs, and I adore those who can make elaborate mechs.

This place is like a spiritual palace to me.

The footsteps involuntarily slowed down, looking at the works in the showcase, the brain almost automatically began to restore them to parts, and began to imagine how they would be pieced together if they were themselves.

But... I can't figure it out.

I don't think the gadgets I make can compare to these creations, and I can even say that I feel that my stuff is like a stone mixed in a pearl pile in these amazing creations.

Below the exhibits are the resumes of the creators. Most of the participating mech masters are much older than me. Not long after, I even saw the names that can only be seen in textbooks on weekdays.

Maybe it's my pride to be exhibited in the same place as these masters, but I can't convince myself to be happy.

This is obviously...not normal.

After walking a little further in, I gradually relaxed.

It seems that the more unknown the armor maker is, the younger he is.

It turns out that there are age echelons. It seems that I am in the youth group. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Compared with the previous master-level works, the works of the mature echelon are a little inferior, but it can be seen that the accumulation of experience is generally much more stable than that of a young man like me.

Glancing at the map, Jomo is almost here.

My "work" was displayed in showcase No. 128.

I counted them one by one, and from a distance, I seemed to see a person standing in front of the No. 128 showcase.

Yuemo is the nobleman that the proprietress said appreciated me.

Probably because I feel that the person who appreciates me is very kind, I think he looks familiar.

I went up.

"Hi sir, this is my work. It's my first time to participate in the exhibition. May I ask you..." In this way, even if it is not the nobleman, I will not be embarrassed, and I can sell myself by the way, I thought to myself.

He is a middle-aged man of about 45 years old, with a bit of elegant temperament, but he can be seen to be a smart person, and there seems to be a cunning hidden in his smile that is not easy to be discovered by others.

The gentleman turned his face and gave me a smile: "Oh, you are Tao Shu, you describe it the same as Miss Wang said." He took out a business card and handed it to me lightly.

As I got closer, I felt more and more familiar with this face, but I couldn't remember it alive. I was wondering if I was oversensitive. When I saw his business card, I understood everything in an instant.

His surname is Ning, and his name is Ning Xingxian.

It's no wonder that he looks familiar, because I just glanced at it just now, and it's normal if I didn't recognize him for a while.

He was the man standing with my mother just now.

For a moment, I didn't know how to maintain my expression, and it was not right to expose him on the spot, but it went against my heart to greet him with a smile.

Fortunately, in the next sentence, he clarified the relationship: "You should have heard your mother mention me." He raised the corners of his lips and smiled calmly, like an experienced old wolf who has just jumped out of the lair. The deer that came out.

So, it's not that my work has been appreciated, but that he wants to use me to achieve his goals.

Probably he felt that my mother was indifferent to his pursuit because of me.

I have to say that he knows how to grasp the weakness of human nature. Many mech masters have never been able to send their works to the palace, but he has easily helped me do it. And depending on his attitude, he even has thoughts To help me go up.

I clenched my fists involuntarily, and I almost laughed out loud. I knew how such a good thing could happen in this world. Fortunately, I am not a person who likes to show emotions. I kept smiling and even said: "Yes , I heard her mention it, but I didn't expect it to be you."

He seemed to be aware of my concerns, and immediately began to explain: "Sorry, I actually found out that you were doing this by accident. I have always been more interested in these things. I happened to go to Mid-Levels for a stroll that day when I had time. When I fell in love with a gadget, the proprietress said it was your work."

His expression was very harmless, and I almost felt grateful to Dade. Of course, on the surface, I still said: "I didn't expect that my husband recommended it to me. Thank you very much. I have always wanted to have a chance. I really didn't expect... ...and in the light of my mother."

He didn't deny what I said, but suggested: "Let's talk over there."

There is a place for tourists to rest around the exhibition hall. We sat face to face, but he was patient and said step by step: "You should have seen it. Of all the armor masters present, only you are the youngest."

"Well," I smiled, "I'm really scared..."

"Don't be alarmed, it can be seen from your works that you are a very talented young man." Mr. Ning smiled, "However, you also know that in the circle of nobles, it will be difficult to move forward without recommendation. Many originally talented artists Everyone has to leave the stage early because they have no connections, I don’t think you will become like that, I know, you deserve a bigger stage, if you can, this exhibition at Munkkamai Palace will only be the beginning.”

"One day, Munkkamai Palace will set up a special exhibition hall filled with your works."

What a big pie, what a step-by-step approach, I think this is a fatal temptation for any poor mech maker, if I don't know how much I have, I will believe it.

"Does mom know what you're doing?" Sniffing, as a fledgling teenager, I figured I'd have to act touched.

"... She doesn't know yet, because she always thinks that I'm doing it because of the past..." He stopped talking in a timely manner, and he smiled, "Forget it, these are not worth mentioning."

"Recently, her attitude towards me has become worse and worse..." After speaking, this Mr. Ning sighed, "If she doesn't agree with me doing this for you, then I can only..."

Nonsense, what mother doesn't want her son to be appreciated and have a better life?Let alone a soft-eared and dedicated person like my mother.

As long as she knows about this, she will think that this person surnamed Ning is good to me, plus she wants to make my life easier, and she will choose to be with this person soon.

The man in front of me had sincere eyes, and there was some sincerity in his words that couldn't be pretended. For a moment, I couldn't tell how much of what he said was true and what was not.

But soon, this topic will stop here. This person knows what to say. Normally speaking, he talks about this. After returning home, I will definitely try my best to match him and my mother.

I really don't know what he's trying to do, maybe when a man tries his best to get a woman, he becomes so serious.

But later on, whether he would cherish the woman he had so hard to get is another matter.

Smiling at him, I said, "Don't worry, sir, I will discuss it with my mother when I get home."

Mr. Ning laughed quite unexpectedly. Others may feel that his emotion is a little bit of joy, but I feel that he is laughing and saying for no reason: "I didn't expect it to be so easy."

Later, he said a few more words about the gadgets I made, but it didn’t take long, probably because the goal had been achieved, he looked at the time and said to me: “Sorry, there’s something wrong, maybe I’m sorry .”

"fine."

Before he left, he asked for my contact information, and said that he was willing to discuss knowledge about mechs with me at any time.

In fact, during the conversation just now, I discovered that his understanding of mechas is only superficial. Clues were caught in the communication.

Of course, if I were a teenager eager to become famous, I would automatically ignore these small problems.

If I want to get something from him, I should be in touch with him soon in his plans.

I tore up his business card and threw it into the trash, I sighed.

Sometimes I wish I could live a more innocent and happy life like my mother, but I can’t. I’m more of a conspiracy theory person, and I think a lot about everything.

Even if the opportunity might be missed, I would never let the possibility of life slipping out of my control even once.

Of course, except for Xie Dongrong.

For me, he is everything except.

I can't help but walk to the No. 128 showcase again, maybe I am not reconciled, I want to go to see again, what is the difference between my things and those of the predecessors.

At this time, some nobles who are interested in mechanical armor have come to visit the exhibition hall, and there are many more people than when it first opened.

But sure enough, most people would stay on the master echelon side, and I couldn't help but laugh helplessly.

When approaching showcase No. 128, I saw a person standing in front of my work again.

It was a slightly bald old man with a stooped back, and he didn't look like a nobleman.

Does he appreciate me too?

Walking up to him, he was dawdling, not knowing how to speak.

As a result, before I could speak, I heard the old man say:

"Hey, this thing is the worst in the entire venue."

Me: "..." Although I know I'm good at it, I really can't be happy when I hear people say that in person.

"Why do you say that?" I couldn't help asking.

The old man turned his face: "Ah, because...forget it, I'm leaving." Then he turned around and walked in the opposite direction to me.

Me: "??" What's going on with this old man?

"Hey, sir, let's go after we finish talking..." Probably because I refused to admit defeat, I stepped forward a few steps, intending to stop the old man.

"Rotten is rotten, why are there so many reasons? Why are you asking so much? Could it be that you did it?" The old man had a bad temper and didn't give me a good face.

"...I did it." With a dark face, I admitted.

Hearing this, the old man was taken aback for a moment, and without further words, he turned his head and walked forward again, as if he wanted to avoid the plague god.

I am not reconciled, and I still want to chase after him.

"Tao Shu." At this moment, Xie Dongrong's voice sounded behind him.

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