Punching Entertainment [Ancient and Modern]

Looking back at the memory in his mind, Meng Shi gradually became clear about his situation, and also understood Meng Shi in this world.

But what she didn't understand was, what happened to that Yan Qing?

She looked at the poster on the ceiling, her eyes were absolutely unmistakable, it was Yan Qing!

Why is there a Yanqing in this world?What's more, this Meng Shi is still so obsessed with her! ?

Meng Shi couldn't figure it out, and didn't want to think about it anymore, since he was the owner of this body now, then this Yan Qing, let her live in that unbearable memory.

Meng Shi got up, tore off the half poster, and stuffed it under the bed.

In fact, regardless of the banquet, Meng Shi is still full of expectations for this world, because this world is too new for her. Take this room as an example, the small electric fan on the table can make her play well. It's fun.

Meng Shi was burying his head in fiddling with the fan blades, and accidentally touched the switch, and the fan blades turned with a whirring sound. Meng Shi Shi was startled, and without thinking about it, he threw it out with a flick of his hand, with a "bang", Xiao The fan hit the door, fell to the ground, and fell apart...

Uh……

Meng Shi scratched his cheek, and was about to check it out when he heard the rustling sound from the next room, so he held his breath and listened.

"Ten, are you... all right?" Xie Ping's voice was unabashedly concerned.

Meng Shi was startled, "Uh...no...it's okay, I accidentally touched something."

"Oh……"

She heard Xie Ping hesitate to speak.

"Then... then you should go to bed early, don't stay up too late."

"……it is good."

Faced with Xie Ping's concern, Meng Shi was a little at a loss. She knew that Xie Ping cared about the owner of this body, so could she... be small, and be greedy for a while?

Listening to Xie Ping returning to the room, Meng Shi sat in front of the table and began to toss the table full of gadgets again.

In his previous life, Meng Shi was in the army all the year round. Apart from boxing and sparring, walking horses and training soldiers, there was almost no entertainment. The child's xinxing had long been worn out, but now he saw so many unnamed, delicate or funny children She still couldn't help touching it, looking at it.

The little white lion on the bedside became her favorite, and she hugged it and did not let go. It is not that she has never seen a lion before, but the lion she saw was huge, with sticky saliva hanging on its sharp teeth all the time. The look in his eyes is greedy and vicious.

But this one in front of me is, um... a small thing the size of a palm, covered in white fluff, with a bunch of little hairs on its round head, big black eyes, not as big as it should be, but slightly raised Looking at himself with a smile on the corner of his mouth, Meng Shi unconsciously smiled and patted the lion's head.

"Today's Ah Shi must continue to work hard!"

Suddenly, Meng Shiyi was taken aback, but this time she restrained the urge to throw the lion out, and looked at the lion, this guy can talk! ?

Thinking about it, he touched the lion's head again.

"Today's Ah Shi must continue to work hard!" There was another voice, with the same tone and tone as the previous one.

At this moment, through the lion's black eyes, Meng Shi seemed to see a girl who was full of hope in life talking to the little lion.

She had the urge to understand this Mengshi.

Flipping through the neatly packed notebooks on the table, the handwriting is very elegant, revealing a sense of agility, recalling the memories in his mind, Meng Shi probably understood it.

These notebooks are all about the personality analysis of classic characters in film and television dramas, their preferences, characteristics, and Meng Shi's own thinking about the mood and feelings of the characters. There are also photos from the drama next to the analysis of each character. , every frown and smile, every move, every gesture and every look, she carefully analyzed them all.

Meng Shi raised her head and was facing a small mirror hanging on the wall. She vaguely saw the girl performing various gestures in the mirror.

The latest notebook has only a few pages, without pictures, and it analyzes a character named "Fang Ling". Meng Shi glanced at it roughly.

It turns out that this "Fang Ling" is the princess of the Kohler Grassland. She grew up under the careful care of her father and brothers since she was a child. She should have lived a carefree life, but the Kohler Grassland was frequently invaded by the Xuan Kingdom. In order to keep the grassland, her father endured the pain. Send Fangling to Xuanguo and dedicate it to King Xuan.

Here we focus on the analysis of Fang Ling's inner struggle when he was about to leave home.

1. The attachment to his father and brother, the reluctance to leave his hometown, and the unknown of Xuanguo, the inner anxiety, fear, and even resistance.

2. But Fangling knew the meaning of her trip, and knew that her father would not have the heart to give away her little princess. Since she lived in this grassland and was the child of King Khan, she had the responsibility and obligation to protect the grassland from In the flames of war, even if you feel sad in your heart, you should not express it too obviously, and you must be strong.

3. Fangling's upbringing environment has created her hearty personality, lingering, soft and coy are not suitable for her, even if it is to prevent her father from being sad, she should leave happily.

Meng Shi's hair was almost bald by her, "Kole Grassland...Xuan Guo...how come I haven't heard of it..."

Looking through the notebook again, Meng Shi suddenly realized, oh!It turned out to be acting!

……

In the past few days, Meng Shi has been obsessed with studying those notes, and by the way, she has studied the use of computers and mobile phones. She feels that the world is so beautiful that she can see thousands of miles without leaving home.

However, mother Xie Ping was even more worried about her... wanted to see what she was doing, but remembered that Ah Shi always told her before that she was old and needed independent space, so she didn't dare to disturb her.

……

On this day, just after Meng Jiu left for work, Meng Shi got dressed and took a picture in front of the mirror. He wore tight jeans and a slightly loose white T-shirt. On the T-shirt was a picture of a sponge-like , a guy with a big grin, this thing is pretty ugly, but seeing it can make me feel inexplicably happy.

Meng Shi's hair was almost waist-length, longer than her own hair in her previous life. This guy doesn't know how to tie his hair. In the past, Yan Qing took care of it for him, so she gathered it up and took a black cloth strip. , casually tied a bit.

When she was dressed and ready to go out, Xie Ping looked surprised and asked worriedly, "Ten, you... where are you going?"

"I... just take a walk and come back before dinner." Meng Shi said, took the bus card and went out.

Because of the memory of this body, Meng Shi also quickly accepted modern things, walking in the community, enjoying the warm spring breeze, and bathing in the long-lost sunshine.

Suddenly, she stopped and turned around abruptly, staring at the slightly bloated figure hiding behind the bushes like lightning.

After seeing the person clearly, Shi Shi was taken aback, and hurried forward, "Are you... following me?"

Seeing that Xie Ping was slightly embarrassed, she grabbed Meng Shi's arm, "Shi, where are you going, can you... tell mom?"

Meng Shi pursed his lips and looked at Xie Ping who had to support the tree even to stand upright. With that cautious look in his eyes, he seemed to be blocked by a big stone in his heart, "I just went to Xiyuan Film and Television City to see , to see if there is any work that can be accepted."

"Ah..." Xie Ping breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face, probably feeling that the child stood up from the setback.

"Then, do you have your mobile phone?" He asked hurriedly.

"Bring it." Meng Shi took out the mobile phone with countless cracks on the screen from his trouser pocket, which was probably dropped before.

"Oh, okay, then you should come back early. Your sister gets off work after seven o'clock. If she finds out that you have gone there again, she will scold you again." She warned worriedly.

Meng Shi's heart warmed up, "Okay."

[Meng Jiu:? ? ?I probably picked it up, right?You two partner up against me? ? 】

Watching Xie Ping walk home slowly, she had to rest for a while after walking a few steps.

Meng Shi walked over, and without waiting for Xie Ping's reaction, he leaned over and carried her on his back.

"Hey! Ten, you..." Xie Ping was startled, she weighed more than 120 catties, when did this kid get so strong?It doesn't take much effort to carry myself, and I don't even breathe!

Xie Ping looked at Meng Shi's side face, her heart was agitated, she turned her head slightly, leaning on Meng Shi's shoulder, unexpectedly felt that this shoulder was extremely firm.

"Little Ashi... has grown up..." Xie Ping murmured, but Meng Shi's heart was shocked!

Thoughts instantly drifted back to the previous life.

When I was ten years old, I accompanied my mother to enjoy the flowers in the garden. All kinds of flowers in the garden were blooming one after another, competing for splendor, and the gardeners carefully pruned them, making them very beautiful.

I picked a basket of flowers to give to my mother, but my mother stared at an inconspicuous little white flower with fascination.

"Mother likes this kind of flower?"

"I don't like it." The mother pulled herself into her arms, her back was turned to her, and her face was next to hers.

"Mom likes these too." My mother said, picking up the various flowers she picked and playing with them, "But no matter how beautiful these flowers are, they have been carefully pruned to look like others like them. No one cares about this wild flower, and it doesn't need to care about the eyes of others, it can grow freely."

"Huh? Ah Ten doesn't understand..."

Mother smiled, but her head on her shoulders became heavier and heavier, and she didn't look back, and she didn't dare to look back.

My mother has been bedridden all year round, but she has suddenly improved in the past few days, her complexion is rosy, and she can walk on the ground, but the imperial doctor stopped the medicine in the palace, and even the maids were dispatched to other palaces. The king has already ordered someone to take care of the funeral. I know all about this, but I just dare not listen or believe it.

"Mother is tired? Ah Shi will carry you back to the palace." He forced a smile and carried his mother on his back, but tears rolled in his eyes.

My mother's body was very light, but I was only half her height at the time, so I had to drag her forward half-back, and that step was the longest distance I had traveled.

"Don't cry..."

"I didn't cry." She sniffed and suppressed the tears in her eyes.

"Ten... let's go, get out of this filthy place, don't let it... pollute you..."

"I see...I see..." Even though his eyes were rounded, tears still kept rolling down.

"My little Ten... has grown up..."

The author has something to say: The old aunt will appear in the next chapter!