The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

(Highlight note: From the beginning of the next chapter to the end of the first volume, they are all spin-offs that have nothing to do with the main text and have nothing to do with the plot. They are ghost stories written by the author when he was temporarily absent. The general idea is that Mian Bao travels to other worlds to watch the men in the harem fight. There may be no follow-up.)

(There will be no consequences if you don’t read the side story. Please jump to the second volume immediately. Reading it may cause serious mental damage!)

(Hurry up to Chapter 77! No joke! I’m really warning you!)

"Yes or no," the girl lowered her eyes: "What does it matter?"

"But……"

The girl took two steps forward, and Shen Yaozong resisted the urge to retreat. However, the girl just held his shoulders, leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Don't look back."

"Varied……"

"Crack-"

The shutter of an artificial camera that was so old that it should be in a museum was pressed, recording the girl's appearance and figure.

"Perfect!" The bearded middle-aged man couldn't hide his enthusiasm and excitement, "Artificial cameras still have a soul, optical cameras are just a piece of shit..."

The girl coughed twice, and the photographer instantly silenced her voice and placed the photo in the girl's hand.

The girl in the photo is set off warmly by the light, and her photography skills are profound, which vividly displays the gentleness and purity of the girl. She even has the "rich family relaxation" that contemporary netizens are keen on pursuing.

The photo was taken away by Shen Da, the head of the Shen family. After looking at it, he nodded with satisfaction and ordered the assistant beside him: "Promote it as planned."

A violent banging on the door came from the attic.

Shen Da turned a deaf ear and softened his expression towards Shen Ruanruan: "You haven't had any piano lessons recently?"

Shen Ruoruan seemed to complain a little childishly: "The teacher hurt his hand and was drunk all day long. He couldn't teach anything."

"Then change to another one. Don't delay your studies. I remember that the piano teacher has been teaching for several years. His name is Valan, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, remember to send more compensation."

……

July [-], the second night of Awakening Day

REX566 Galaxy·Frontier Unnamed Small Satellite

Yun Su, an intern pastor who is "recuperating in bed", is sitting at the table. While writing with her left and right hands at the same time, the light brain on her wrist lights up slightly, transmitting today's news information into her ears.

On the left hand side, there is a resignation letter that is so sincere and pleading.

It tells the story of a poor cousin who couldn't bear the news of her cousin's death. If she hadn't been sick, it wouldn't have been her cousin who died. She was burdened with such psychological pressure that she even had hallucinations.

Every plant and tree in the temple made her so emotional that she had a nervous breakdown. Please tolerate her incompetence and weakness as a little woman and let her spend the rest of her life to atone for her sins.

She wrote very familiarly, until the news that "Today's flight was hijacked by star thieves, and no passengers survived" came, her hands paused.

However, the text message was quickly overshadowed by the host's jokes. The male host called himself an old slave, boasted about the Shen family's lavish banquet, and even praised the photos of the Shen family's daughter's life secretly taken by passers-by.

Even the next text message "Su Xinglan's drug efficacy was falsified, Lan's pharmaceutical company's stock price plummeted, bankrupt shareholders protested, and Lan's chairman committed suicide by swallowing pills" did not cause any waves. It was just used by the host to make up stories. Made a homophonic joke about Xia Sanlu.

Accompanied by shouting accompaniment, Yunsu quickly wrote a resume.

A person with A-level potential healing ability, graduated from a higher military school, physically and mentally healthy, with three years of work experience, hoping to get a job as a school doctor.

Signed: Suyun.

Receiving address: LSV122 Galaxy

Recipient: Changjuntai Women's Military High School

The tip of the pen paused and he wrote again:

Recipient: Changjuntai Higher Military School

She put down her pen and put her index finger between her eyebrows.

The gentle and harmless face belonging to Yun Su disappeared, and the woman in the mirror had nothing to do with beauty, let alone ugliness.

It was the face of an ordinary passerby that could not leave an impression at all.

She took out a rough diary, wrote down the date, and didn't write again, as if she was waiting for something.

She didn't pick up her pen until the host reported in horror that "the Lord, Count Martel, had a heart attack and fainted on the way home."

The tip of the pen touched his jaw lightly.

On the eve of what was later recognized as a revolution, one of the driving forces behind the scenes wrote in his diary:

"Nothing happened today."

———Volume [-]: Blood of the Black Dragon (End)————