I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

The little secretary Zhu Gong sat in front of the computer with a sad face and scratched his head.

A few days ago, after she realized that Mr. Xiaolin and Miss Yue had a strange relationship, she started to have a headache.

She is not a simple-minded person like Lin Qingqian who doesn't know anything about relationships. As a high-achieving university student majoring in classical literature and minoring in psychology, she can clearly see the little entanglements in Lin Qingqian's heart.Why don't you know whether to love or not?It's just too dull.

Miss Yue's offensive was fierce, and she reckoned that Xiao Lin could still... last a month?

As Mr. Lin's assistant arranged by Mr. Lin, as Mr. Lin's student, she should report this matter to Mr. Lin.

It's just... do you really want to report?

She swallowed.

Kobayashi is also very scary.

Although Mr. Xiaolin is not in Forest Entertainment now, the legend of Mr. Xiaolin has been circulating in Forest Entertainment for a long time: he was promoted in three months, from a department office manager to the president of the company. It is impossible to achieve such a rapid promotion with excellent results; as soon as he took office, he made a huge bet of [-] million yuan, and he actually convinced the old antiques at the headquarters. It has reached a new level; it is relentless internally and does not miss the old feelings. The remote control company has changed the company's top management for several rounds.

But Zhu Gong knew that Xiao Lin could do more than that.

At that summer vacation, Xiang Ye's collapse was caused by the Lord behind the scenes.

What's more, Boss Xiaolin will definitely inherit the Lin family business in the end. Although I have a relationship with Boss Lin, my salary and personnel are all in the hands of Boss Xiaolin. Boss Xiaolin has a temper. It is not impossible for her to make no progress in this life. .

Then don't report?

No way, if Mr. Lin finally finds out and finds out that he did not report in time, then he will be stripped of his skin and recorded as "betrayal"?It's not much better than another ending.

Therefore, it is necessary to report or not to report.

Call it Schrödinger's debriefing.

Zhu Gong slapped his brain and came up with an idea.

Although Lin Zhiyin is not young, but as the person in charge of the Lin family, he has all the necessary online accounts, and of course a Weibo account is indispensable.Although I can't be considered a 5G surfer, I will check Weibo every few days, mainly browsing the trending news and so on, which can be regarded as keeping pace with the times.

Coincidentally, Zhu Gong knew Lin Zhiyin's Weibo account.Because it is a private account, not many people follow it; Mr. Lin has no habit of sharing his personal life, and he rarely posts in his Moments. Only the old people who have been around for a long time will know by chance.

She was witty, and registered a new account, "Genius Assist with Very Low Presence", followed Lin Zhiyin, and then put her WeChat avatar on the homepage - a big orange raised at home, which is also extremely long. She is full of characteristics, and anyone who knows a little bit knows that it is her.

From then on, she wrote "Familiar Humanities" honestly in Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue's CP Chaohua [Hua Qianyue Xia] at a fixed time every day.

Speaking of which, what kind of genius came up with the name of CP super words!

The next thing to see is whether Lin Qingqian, a 5G surfer, or Lin Zhiyin discovered it first.She reported it anyway, as for the follow-up?It's none of her business, Mr. Lin and Mr. Xiao Lin will naturally understand her difficulties when they see her acting so tactfully.

Although the two Bosses Lin are still dissatisfied and have a little pimple in their hearts, they are better than the previous two endings.

It's just that she didn't expect that her faithful record would become popular?

She looked at the soaring fans, the messages urging updates every day, and the fancy CP fans, she wanted to cry but had no tears.

A strange sense of responsibility and professionalism made her start to collect materials seriously, and observed the daily communication between Mr. Xiaolin and Ms. Yue.

After observing for a few days, she gradually felt that something was wrong.

Why, Xiao Lin always avoids Miss Yue?Why did Mr. Xiao Lin's ears turn red whenever he talked to Miss Yue?

Identity swapped?When did this happen?

After the two masters returned to the hotel at night, did I miss some key plots!

Zhu Gong could only observe the writing material more alertly, and faithfully recorded everything that happened to the two protagonists.

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On November 9, the weather was fine.

Today, President Xiao Lin went into the locker room, and Miss Yue also followed.

When she came out, Miss Yue changed to another lipstick shade, which was the one Mr. Xiao Lin used to.

!!!

Unexpectedly, he made a wrong bet, and Mr. Xiao Lin couldn't make it through a week!

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Lin Qingqian felt that going on like this would not work, and if this went on like this, she would not be able to hold on.

Turn the time back to two days ago, the night when the two watched the basic training of the kiss scene course.

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Although Lin Qingqian only watched less than 30 seconds of the basic training of the bed scene course, although Lin Qingqian did not understand this thing; although Lin Qingqian was also self-sufficient in her previous life.But, but...

The expressive tension of art is extremely strong.

What's more, Mr. Li worked hard to choose clips from the performances of internationally renowned seniors. In order to ensure learning efficiency, he played directly from the most exciting part.Great visual impact.

Lin Qingqian stood by the window for a long time.

It was almost autumn, and the wind was still a bit strong at night. She was only wearing a thin T-shirt, and she felt a little cold and shivered a few times.

Finally returned to the bedroom, looked at Song Qingyue who had already fallen asleep, hesitated for a while, and lay down on the bed.

It's just that he didn't dare to pull the child's stove-like body into his arms like usual.She was lying flat on her back, her hands and feet stiff.

Even in his sleep, Song Qingyue seemed to understand the principle of "if the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain", and when he noticed that the bed beside him was sinking slightly, he skillfully stretched out his hand in that direction, arching into the familiar warm embrace, Rubbing in Lin Qingqian's arms and finding a comfortable position, she smashed her mouth contentedly and continued to sleep to death.

Lin Qingqian's hands and feet became even more stiff, and she didn't know whether to hug or not.

I don't know why, but the images I saw last night are all in my mind, and those 30 seconds seem to be played in a loop in my head.

Finally, at three o'clock in the morning, she still couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep.

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Xia Shishi pushed Chen Yingfeng against the pillar beside the bed, kissed her lips tightly, and burst into tears.

"I thought we were together."

Chen Yingfeng closed her eyes without responding.

The child bit the lips of the woman in front of him even more vigorously, not like kissing, but venting anger and attacking.

She felt the taste of rust slowly spreading in her mouth.

She opened her eyes, looked at the child with a ferocious face, gently stroked her frowning eyebrows, and smoothed the wrinkles.

The hand gently slipped from between the eyebrows, stayed on the face for a while, and then slowly moved to the back of the child's head.

With a light press, she took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

The child doesn't know anything, only knows to move around, which makes her feel a little dissatisfied.

She took control of the kiss.

The dexterous snake slips into the two pieces of softness, tempting the mountain gate to open, enjoying the sweetness of the world, and digging deep inside without being satisfied.

You are not Zhuge, how can An Neng know the joy of fighting with lips, guns and tongues?

For a long time, the lips are divided.

The two looked at each other, she gently pulled the child into her arms, slipped her hand from the back of the head, across the child's thin waist, and fastened it tightly.

Behind them was the bed, and the two fell down slowly.

The silky bed gauze falls layer by layer, covering up the vibrant spring inside.

The white linen nightgown was spread out, and the black hair as smooth as crow feathers was scattered on the white robe.The calyx of the pink butterfly explores the fragrance and trembles, and the dragonfly frantically plays in the water.

Gently kneading, slowly twisting, wiping and picking again, the red apricot branches are full of spring. [1]

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Lin Qingqian woke up suddenly, covered in fine sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was only five o'clock.

Slept for two hours.

She moved her leg pressed by the child slightly, feeling a bit of coolness.

It is not impossible to live to almost thirty in my previous life without physiological needs, and I have always been self-sufficient. How can I not know what is going on?

The old blushed.

Unlike usual, this time the dream is still clearly remembered after waking up.The first paragraph is the plot during the audition, and the latter paragraph is the content of the basic tutorial just watched.

Dreams are so illogical, and even things that don't matter at all can be linked together.

She pulled away Song Qingyue's hands and feet wrapped around her, and quietly got off the bed.

Go into the bathroom and take a shower.

For some unknown reason, the water flow hit her body, and the flame of desire not only did not go out, but intensified even more.

It shouldn't be, this body hasn't reached that age yet.

With a certain look in her eyes, she turned the water temperature to the coldest.

Even in summer, I was shivering from the cold, but the evil thoughts I shouldn't have were finally suppressed.

It should... be suppressed.

She walked back to the bed and looked at Song Qingyue who was sleeping.

The child seemed to be fast asleep, with his mouth slightly open.The lip shape is extremely beautiful, Lin Qingqian seems to be able to feel the soft touch just by looking at it.

No, I felt it, that audition.

I didn't feel anything at the time, only surprise and pain.Looking back now, that feeling seems to have a hazy filter, trying to portray a sweetness from the non-existent memory.

Lin Qingqian's eyes gradually dimmed with Song Qingyue's breathing. She went to bed and continued to stare at the child's lips.

There were too many things tonight, too messy and complicated, and her reason seemed to be messed up, so she bent down and printed it.

It is the taste of my own imagination.

The author has something to say: [1]: The first two sentences come from Jin Ping Mei; the former of the last two sentences is Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", and the latter is Song Qi's "Chunyilou, Chunjing".Kneel down and kowtow to apologize to all the poets!Bang Bang Bang!

The whole poem with the title is: Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, come at midnight, go at dawn.How long has it been like a spring dream?Going like a cloud without a place to look.It is also Bai Juyi's "Flowers Are Not Flowers"

Thanks to the little cutie nicknamed "Wu" for the CP name!I love it!The CP name I originally thought was also "jump", but I couldn't look at the word directly because of the materialization of inorganic and organic.

Some cutie guessed that the "genius assist with a very low sense of presence" is the little secretary hahahaha, awesome!At the request of another cutie, I gave the little secretary a name, yes, it is called Zhugong, and I also named it a waste... at first glance, I don’t know the word behind it?Toasting and staggering, remember?

There is also the "car exhaust" mentioned in a cute comment, yes, that is car exhaust, don't doubt yourself.

Finally, a friendly reminder, pay attention to the subject and pronoun in the dream (manual dog head)