After Becoming a Little Sister

"Quick, quick! Clear the field!"

"What's wrong?" The staff looked up from behind the device: "Didn't you agree to start later?"

"What's the start! There's a big shot coming, so don't broadcast it!"

"Big guy?" The last girl who was lowering her head to adjust the parameters raised her small face: "How big is it?"

If Aliya was here, she would probably be very familiar with this troublesome spirit—little!vegetable!bird!

It's just that at this moment the lobby manager obviously didn't want to flirt with the rookie, so he just smiled wryly and waved his hands again and again.

"It's very big, very big, good sisters, let's not block people's memories of the past, that is a genuine old ancestor!"

As the lobby manager who is familiar with Sister Shenxian, he understands Sister Shenxian's status in the world better than others.

Perhaps when it comes to the division of social functions, the other party does not actually hold any position, but this does not prevent the other party from being a real hand-eye.

And in his opinion, it's not that the fairy sister can't do it, but she's too lazy to do these things, what is it called?This is called game mortals!

He had seen the demeanor of the fairy sister when he was still a young man, and he had heard from his elder brother a few generations ago how the other party laughed at the prince in white clothes.

The real princes—and those warlords or other big bosses who ruled one side in the past, they are all like grandchildren in front of him, and now there are photos left behind them.

Du Yuesheng, who has formed an urban legend with the Peace Hotel, is nothing more than a passerby who respectfully serves tea to the other party in the photo, and he doesn't even have a registered disciple.

The little rookie rolled his eyes and didn't say much, just nodded and turned off the monitor: "Then go out first, and broadcast live later."

"Where are these things?" The lobby manager pointed to the equipment: "Aren't these things moved out together?"

"Is it in time? You are so anxious, and it doesn't affect anything if you put these things here, so you don't have to rearrange them later. It's very troublesome to choose a good camera position. At most, the light strips that are lit up go out."

"All right, all right, as long as you don't disturb that person's cleanliness."

"Is it such a big show?"

"What's the big deal, if that guy is really talking about ostentation, we can't even get along with a small follower here - walk around, go through the side door here, I'll get it for you!"

A group of people muttered and filed out, the lobby manager walked at the end, turned around and glanced at the machine in the middle, and made sure that there were no lights flashing, so he ignored it and closed the side door. The exhibition hall was suddenly empty.

But what he didn't notice was that on the indicator lights of the two live broadcast machines, a post-it note was conveniently pasted by the rookie, so there was no light.

Although the monitor was turned off, the rookie was able to continue the live broadcast through two walls through remote control via wifi and bluetooth.

Big shot?Expert?How many floors are there?

The troublemaker, the rookie, curled his lips in disdain. What he despises the most is this kind of privileged person.

If sister Lu, the King of Investigative Reporters, who I'm working on, is here, these so-called big shots will strip off her underpants!

Now I want to see what gangsters you so-called ancestors are...

In the corridor on the other side, Sister Shenxian walked into the exhibition hall following the layout that hadn't changed much for many years, and glanced around.

"Another exhibit has been added?"

"Yes, it has been added all the time, but the first ones are still on the wall."

The owner of the Peace Hotel knew that Sister Shenxian's goal was to see her old photos like a celebrity going to a wax museum to see herself.

But in fact, even if Sister Shenxian didn't speak, it would be impossible for him to take down those photos, because that was the real foundation of the Peace Hotel for so many years.

In other words, this is where the true strength of the Peace Hotel lies. Without such a history, the Peace Hotel would not be able to compete with those modern high-end hotels.

Isn't the feeling fragrant?Come and feel the charm of history. Isn't it more low-key and luxurious than spending money to punch in a six-star hotel?

Standing at the door, the dignified boss, like a waiter, smiled at Alia enthusiastically, with a hint of sales: "Please——"

It has been passed on from generation to generation, and they have passed it on for several generations at the Peace Hotel. Now, Sister Shenxian put on the appearance that this is my heir, and started to pass it on.

There's no reason why the Peace Hotel can't leave an impression on the other party. If Alia is also this kind of land fairy, then I'm afraid she can protect them for 100 years.

Think about how many time-honored brands in the world have lasted for a hundred years?Thinking about it this way, don't say it's serving, even if you call it grandma, it's your own blood!

Aliya looked up and looked around the so-called exhibition hall, which was a small one hundred square meters: "Is there an old photo of the ancestor here?"

"The master didn't leave too many photos back then. At that time, the Peace Hotel liked to show off that he could take pictures, so he kept quite a few."

Sister Immortal came here, one is to call the old people, add bricks and tiles to Aliya's TPC, and reduce resistance.

In addition, for the video data of Jin Cuo Dao Lu Yueshuang, the portrait will change, will the photos?

Although Lu Yueshuang had a wide range of activities back then, there were really not many places where he fiddled with such trendy things as photography.

Perhaps some journalists and missionaries have encountered her by chance, but where is the Peace Hotel so easy to find?

If you don't have any here, you can only go to the Commercial Press to have a look. Even though Nuwa's cloud backup has problems, she doesn't have much hope for these real-world materials.

Sister Shenxian glanced at the photos that had been reframed and placed in order, looking for the figure of her master.

As for Aliya, she looked curiously all the way, and Xiaoyu Linglong next to her also looked up with her small face, and she didn't even need to tiptoe, her eyesight was truly terrifying.

Mrs. Jin watched quietly not far from Sister Shenxian, and glanced at some camera equipment standing indoors, thinking that it was usually placed here, and didn't care, just leaving the camera a beautiful profile.

As everyone knows, in a webcast room, the pot has already exploded——

"Damn it! Is this some kind of fairy variety show? The young lady is so beautiful!"

"How did you dye that hair? It's so textured!"

"Where is the anchor? Where is the anchor? I want to listen to the anchor's hammer!"

"Isn't this the Peace Hotel? I've been there before, food is not expensive and accommodation is expensive."

"How much is the meal?"

"It costs several thousand a night for accommodation, and two or three hundred for meals, and the taste is just the same."

"Is this a live broadcast? Where is my Miaomiao?"

"I declare that I have betrayed. These two young ladies are very good-looking."

"Am I the only one who likes that lady?"

"I'd love to say I like it too, but it's a hairy girl and the shelf life is too short."

"Compared to the shelf life of the other party, I am more worried about my own shelf life, elbow! Come into the house!"

"Hala Hugh—"

In the live broadcast room where the demons danced wildly, the little rookie was also mixed in, but she didn't speak, and just watched the live broadcast with a frown.

By the way, that traitorous guy was silenced...

Who is this?I seem to have seen it somewhere.

Looking at the side face of the fairy sister, the little rookie tilted her head and sat in a window seat of the Peace Hotel, recalling with doubts.

The lobby manager was still there to comfort them: "When the old ancestor finished watching, you can go to the live broadcast—come, come, have some snacks first, this is our new variety, mutton-flavored red bean stuffing like meat mutton soup, And this, red bean-flavored mutton imitation yokan!"

"..." Did I hear the name of some crazy dish?

Looking up from the live broadcast room, the little rookie casually asked: "What is the name of the ancestor you are talking about?"

"I can't tell you this." The lobby manager said very strictly, "She likes to be quiet, and we wouldn't dare to disturb her unless she took the initiative to ask someone to come over."

"Don't say your name, can you say your surname is the head office?" The little rookie stretched out his fork and poked the yokan in front of him: "I'm just curious, and you know what I do. I'm very curious. If I can't hold it back, I will Block the door later and wait for someone to come out and ask directly."

"Ah this-"

The manager of the lobby looked at the little rookie with a look of innocence, and in the end could only lower his voice helplessly: "Lu, Lu, the fairy of the land."

"Lu?" The rookie's sensitive trigeminal nerve twitched: "She—"

"It's much better. I really can't talk anymore. You guys take a rest. I'll go to work. I'll call you later when I can."

The manager of the lobby hurriedly slipped away, and told the waiters here to watch out as he slipped away, don't really let the rookie block the door.

Sister Immortal said 'let someone come over', in exchange for a chamber of commerce across five continents to organize various members to rush here overnight.

The worst of these people is also a billionaire businessman. The Peace Hotel has become the designated reception unit this time, and they have slapped them hard.

As for talking about money, it's pure brainstorming, the advertising fee is more than that, and I can't wait to give them a promotion fee.

Just find a five-star hotel and ask them that those rich people whose names are not on the Hurun Report but with a similar net worth want to meet here, and see if they charge money.

In this case, if the Peace Hotel doesn't serve Sister Immortal well, then it's a joke, and it's an old ancestor in terms of emotion and reason.

The little rookie took a screenshot of the appearance of the fairy sister in the live broadcast room, and sent it to his colleagues to ask if anyone knew who it was, and then he looked at the screen that suddenly became crowded, and he didn't understand what happened What happened.

"The anchor is too strong! It sounds like the real thing!"

"If the anchor changed to a fairy-like appearance, maybe I would believe it."

"Isn't it good now? White-haired loli with white-haired loli!"

"Could it be that the anchor is the legendary woman from Earth?"

"I, Immortal, play money!"

The little rookie narrowed her eyes, listening to the voice of the fairy sister recorded in the live broadcast room, and then raised her eyebrows in surprise——

"When I took a photo with him, he was still a school officer. I remember it was a lieutenant colonel."

Sister Shenxian pointed to a person in the old photo of a man wearing a military uniform in the style of World War II, and said in an old-fashioned tone: "But to be honest, compared with the paranoid MacArthur, he is indeed a more tolerant guy. It is really impossible for ordinary people to be a senior assistant for a long time without causing major conflicts."

Alia looked at the bald man in the photo, squinted her eyes and recalled the history, and then suddenly said: "Eisenhower?"

"Well, at that time, Ike was active on the Philippine Island. I forgot why he came here, but when I looked at his face, I really didn't see that he could go so high. After all, Lao Luo's ideal heir is not Truman, and later on, the relationship between Truman and Eisenhower...forget it, let’s not mention it.”

"...Do you know how uncomfortable it is to tantalize people like this?"

"It's all private affairs of other people's families. What's the point of talking so much? Ike is actually a good person, a typical example of Millikin chasing dreams, and the others are quite satisfactory."

"At any rate, he is also a well-known commander in the history of Millikin, so you just give him a decent evaluation?"

"If he is outstanding, then what is Lao Luo? What about Stalin? Even Fatty Qiu—not to mention the few on our side."

When Aliya compares, okay, so it seems that Eisenhower is the second echelon...

Sister Shenxian turned her eyes to the photo next to her: "Oh, keep this one too...Speaking of it, there is another very interesting thing."

"What's interesting?"

"The pioneers of the world's three major theater performance systems actually know each other and even took a group photo."

"..."

Xiao Zhangyu Alia blinked, and was embarrassed to say that she didn't know what the three major drama performance systems were.