Duan Lao glanced at her and said angrily, "You are suitable to be a screenwriter, good dog|blood."
Qu Tan'er rolled her eyes at him, but smiled and said, "You can make it into a TV series."
"I'm afraid I'll be scolded to death."
"Haha! No matter how good the book is, some people will criticize it, no matter how bad the article is, some people will like it. The same goes for TV series, as long as some people watch them." Qu Tan'er burst out laughing, with a look of disapproval.
Secretly, she wiped her sweat and looked like she had passed the test. Human nature is like this. Sometimes when you tell the truth, no one believes it. Alas. It's just that she spent too much saliva when praising herself, and she is 90% different from Duan Lao in understanding.
In line, a brilliant failure...
At this time.
She smiled, but Duan Lao didn't.
"You don't consider me a friend." Duan Lao said calmly, but his face could not conceal his loneliness.
Qu Tan'er was slightly startled.
How to say? As friends...
She hesitated for a while, as if it was embarrassing for her.
Qu Tan'er pretended to be calm and glanced at Duan Lao, and said seriously: "I am Chinese, you don't have to doubt this. It's just that I haven't returned to China for a few years. As for Chengcheng, he has been special since he was a child, and he grew up in a special environment.
He has been exposed to all kinds of inhuman training for a long time and has been isolated from the outside world. On the contrary, he has become out of touch with society."
"..." Duan Lao's expression changed slightly.
Then, Qu Tan'er raised her face in despair, looked at the luxurious chandelier above her head, and warned inscrutably, "There are some things, it's better if you don't know. The more you know, it will not be good for you. It is also inconvenient for us."
I revealed too much for your own good." His voice sounded like he didn't want to say more, and was a little helpless.
Confusing the real with the fake, making things mysterious.
Sure enough, as soon as she said these words, Duan Lao's expression became serious, and there was some apology on his handsome face, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that just now. Originally, you also had something to hide."
Sure enough, she knew that Duan Lao liked to hear such words more.
It's just that you're pretending to be embarrassed, is there anything wrong?
No, I suddenly feel like laughing...
However, this is reality.
If you gain insight into life, you will find that there are many things that you don't know or have even thought about. And Duan Lao has lived for so long and lives in an upper-class society, so he naturally knows more things than the average person. The reason is very simple, for example:
Where there is sunshine, there is always darkness.
There are pros and cons.
There are always many unknown forces in the world and special people who never see the light of day.
Duan Luo's attention will naturally turn to certain "special" talents...for example, national agents, spies, etc.
The two were silent and did not chat anymore.
Time passes slowly.
More than an hour later, Mo Liancheng's figure appeared on the stairs. His calm face could not hide a trace of tiredness and paleness. "Chengcheng?" Qu Tan'er stood up worriedly and immediately stepped forward to help him to the sofa.
Came over, "...Are you tired?"
"Okay. Let me rest for a while." There is no elixir here. We can only use special secret methods to smooth out Mr. Duan's muscles and bones and let them regain some vitality. And in this process, every step must be extremely meticulous and precise.
, it is very energy-consuming and has a lot of profound energy.
At this time, he gently leaned on Qu Tan'er's shoulder and closed his eyes.
Qu Tan'er took Mo Liancheng's pulse.
For a moment, she frowned slightly, a flash of anger unexpectedly flashed in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Don't do this again next time!!"
"Give me a month or two to recover." Mo Liancheng said.