MTL - I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before-Chapter 83 Start

"You fat man."

"It's so boring. Get me a watermelon. I want to play darts."

"No watermelon? Then stand still."

Ning Ning held a dart in his hand and was about to fly towards the other side, still thinking: "One, two, three ..."

Why are you still standing?

"Five, six, seven ... eighty, eighty one, eighty two ..." Just as Ning Ning rode a tiger, the door opened, and Pei Xuan came in with a woman from the outside, and she took the darts behind her. Ichizo, the little girl caught like a prank, "You are here."

"It's time for class." Pei Xuan told the woman behind her, "This is Mr. Li, who is responsible for teaching you etiquette and other aspects. You have to learn from her in the past two months."

An elderly woman, milfs, but the charm still exists.

Her dress reminded Ning Ning of her first meeting with Lian Lian. It was also a red-lip cheongsam and a cigarette. Should it be said that it was a master-student relationship?

"Relax." She licked her plump lips. "I will teach her well."

A week later, Ningning knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in," Pei Xuan said.

The door opened, and after Ning Ning came in, she said, "I heard that right, right? You want me to play an illegitimate daughter of a big boss, not a big boss's lover?"

Several bookshelves are standing against the wall, which is full of books, Chinese and foreign languages, books and picture albums, and emits the unique smell of books.

I am not afraid that the scammers will fight, I am afraid that the scammers have culture. In Ningning's view, Pei Xuan is already a quite successful scammer. What is scary is that this scammer is still charging, and now he is reading foreign documents. She didn't know any of the inscriptions on the cover.

No matter what the language is, I just hope he can learn and apply it. He left this land early and the simple people on this land, and went to a foreign theory for practice ... This foreign country is preferably the Middle East. He dares to deceive himself. Ak taught him to be a man.

"What's wrong?" Pei Xuan closed the book and looked at her.

"Chest exercises, waist and abdomen exercises, hip exercises, leg exercises ..." Ning Ning raised his hand ... Just after practicing, his hands were too sore and he couldn't lift up, "and walking exercises, including barefoot exercises, high heels Practice, slow practice ... Is this a model training class? "

Pei Xuan groaned, and then told the maid: "Help me call Teacher Li."

"You call me?" Teacher Li came soon.

"Change the training plan," said Pei Xuan. "Insufficient time. Reduce the time for physical training. First teach her to dress and dress. I don't want her to even make up herself after eating."

"Okay." Teacher Li leaned next to his chair, holding a smoking gun in her right hand ... After a few days of contact, Ningning finally knew that Teacher Li did not smoke, and said that she would have bad breath. It's an accessory. It's useful for a bracelet and a hand bag to match the clothes on your body. "What else should I add, or less?"

"You are an expert, you take care of it." Pei Xuan said, "Anyway, before the end of the month, show me a beauty who can be seen by any man."

"She can now make men's eyes brighter," said Teacher Li. "Even the bottom is hard. The problem is that she speaks, and the bottom is soft again."

Pei Xuan and Ning Ning said in unison: "Can you be civilized?"

"Oh, okay." Mr. Li put away her yellow cavity, a lonely look of heroes, "I mean, as soon as she talks, I will be sleepy, even if she wears a low-cut small sling, it will not stop me from sleepy, As a woman she failed too much. "

"You're not a man." Ning Ning glanced at her.

"No." Teacher Li suddenly changed his voice and said lightly, "I'm a man."

Ningning: "..."

Shemale!

"Then add‘ three hundred golden sentences for men not to be sleepy ’,’ ‘one thousand topics when the two get along’. ”Pei Xuan smiled at Teacher Li,“ Time is not waiting for someone, let ’s start. ”

"Okay." Teacher Li switched back to the woman's voice again, charming and moving, pulling Ning Ning away.

"Hey!" Ning Ning finally struggled to death, "Isn't it really a lover to the big boss?"

Ning Ning is so skeptical of Pei Xuan that he usually has a worse attitude towards papaya, but this guy is like the awakening of M's blood. No matter how Ning Ning tossing him, he has no reaction at all, oh, not completely No response, this guy sometimes behaves quite happy ...

Ningning couldn't understand what he was happy about!

It is said that adolescent girls can't reason, she feels that adolescent boys can't reason.

Middle-aged men can't understand it! For example, Teacher Li in front of her.

"A woman who goes to the street without makeup is no different from streaking." Teacher Li slowly turned out her lipstick. "You have been streaking for more than ten years. It's time to get dressed."

Ningning: "..."

"As for the" three hundred golden sentences for men not to be sleepy ", oh, how many are three hundred? You just need to remember three sentences." Teacher Li twisted his waist and flickered his eyes, "First Sentence: Wow! You are so good! Second sentence: Can you teach me not? Third sentence: People will not learn, you are so good! "

Ningning: "..."

Is it too late to be a man now?

This deep water, or a life like hell, lasted for about a month, and thinking that this life would continue for almost another month, Ning Ning couldn't help but start thinking about the consequences of breaking the contract. At this moment, Pei Xuan found her: " How did you learn? "

The three hundred golden sentences were reduced to three sentences, but even these three sentences made Ning Ning learn to spit. She didn't really want to work for Pei Xuan anyway, so she perfunctoryly said: "It's pretty good. Makeup is over , Three ... three hundred sentences are almost learned. "

"That's good." Pei Xuan laughed. "Tomorrow we will preview."

Ning Ning was surprised and said, "So fast? Didn't you recognize the big boss next month?"

"Well." Pei Xuan pressed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. "In order to meet the big boss next month, we need to warm up this month."

The time now is November 1997.

It's Lidong.

It was snowing, the white snow was covering the ground, and the small red leather boots walked deep on it, leaving a long series of footprints.

Then parked in front of a car.

The door opened, and a man got out of the car, stopped in front of her, and said to her, "Hello, Miss."

Ning Ning's nose was a little red. She looked up at Pei Xuan, looked over him, and saw the reporter standing behind him. Uninvited? Or was Pei Xuan invited? She thinks it should be the latter, whether the journey is today or the time of the meeting. The lines they say are all set in advance. She thinks that journalists will not be the exception.

"Miss?" Ning Ning said, arranging lines for herself. "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

"I didn't recognize the wrong person." Pei Xuan took off the hat and smiled politely to her. "You are the granddaughter of the Lian Group founder, a real lady."

Kaka Kaka Kaka, several cameras took this scene at the same time.

Pei Xuanchao Ning Ning took a step closer, raised her hand to cover her, and shouted pretendingly, "No more filming!"

Ning Ning lowered his head and stood in his shadow, his body a little cold.

This scene seems to have met.

The time when Pei Xuan met her, where they met, what she said to her, and her reactions and actions were recorded in one place ...

In Lian Lian's memoir, The Witch's Trial.

This paragraph was copied into the movie script, as the beginning of the whole play, the beginning of everything.

Reporters flocked, and they could not wait to bring the camera in his hand to Ning Ning's face. Pei Xuan hurriedly pushed Ning Ning into his car, and then the reporter hurriedly shouted. The car started quickly. On the way, he threw something to Ning Ning said with a smile, "Good job."

"What is this?" Ningning asked, holding the box.

"Open it." Pei Xuandao said.

Ningning opened it and found a pair of black gloves inside.

"Next month." Pei Xuan turned the steering wheel. "Wear these gloves to see your family, Lian Lian."

The car stopped at the intersection and did not directly send Ning Ning home. When Ning Ning got out of the car, she had already replaced her red jacket and red leather boots—that was work clothes for her. Now that she was going home, she put on her gray cotton jacket and cotton shoes and walked into the neighborhood where she now lives.

She first greeted the landlord who had thrown garbage at the door, and then took out the money from her pocket: "This is the rent for this month, and I will ask you to take care of my mother's money ..."

"No need." The landlord pushed her hand back with money. "Your brother has given it today."

Ning Ning froze, looked up, and saw that his own light was on, and the orange light was shining through the window, like a beacon to guide the way home.

She went upstairs, opened the door with the key, and a papaya voice came from inside: "You are back, I have something for you ..."

As soon as he looked back, he saw the black gloves in Ning Ning's hand.

Busy looking back, there is no place to lose the things in his hand, and stuffed his clothes first.

"What are you sending me?" Ningning came over and asked.

"... I saw some eggs on the way back, so I bought some of them back." Papaya sat on the ground and looked up at her, "I'll make egg fried rice at night."

"Okay." Ning Ning finished and went into the kitchen.

"Sister." There was a papaya voice behind him. "Who gave this glove? It looks very high-end."

"... I picked it up on the road," Ningning said.

"Oh." The papaya responded, and then the door opened. "I'll go out."

"Successfully dumped the rubbish." Ning Ning said as she beat the eggs.

Papaya went out with a garbage bag. After throwing the garbage, he put his hands into his clothes and took out a pair of white gloves. Hesitated for a long time until a message came from behind him: "If you don't want to lose, just send me."

Papaya turned his head quickly, and saw Ning Ning wondering when he was standing behind him.

She reached over and pulled the pair of white gloves away from him. At first he refused to let go. Ning Ning simply put his fingers in, and then looked up at him.

After looking at each other for a while, he reluctantly let go of his hand, don't look away, and said gently, "This pair is not as good as the one you picked."

"But I like it." Ning Ning covered her face with her hands in white gloves, closed her eyes and smiled, "So warm."

Papaya turned slowly and looked at her.

Two similar faces stood under the street lamp, the wind shouted, the snow drifted from the street lamp, the world was crystal clear, like a snow crystal ball. Ning Ning opened his eyes and looked at him, and suddenly reached out to cover his frosty face, and asked, "Warm?"

"... Well." Papaya put his hands in his pockets, closed his eyes with a smile, "warm."