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

"Can I come in?" Lin Zhiyin hung up the phone and came to the door of Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue. Just as he was about to turn the door and go in, his hand on the doorknob stopped suddenly, and then he knocked cautiously. Door.

"Come in, Mom." Lin Qingqian calmly pushed away the child who was about to commit crimes, straightened her clothes, and sat upright seriously.

Song Qingyue hummed dissatisfiedly, and lay on Lin Qingqian's lap, without any intention of getting up.She wrapped her arms around the woman's slender waist and closed her eyes.

So when Lin Zhiyin entered the door, this was what he saw.

The child was lying in Lin Qingqian's arms, with his head buried in Lin Qingqian's lower abdomen.Lin Qingqian helplessly combed her fluffy hair just after blow-drying, looking at Song Qingyue who made trouble for no reason, her eyes were full of tenderness.

Lin Zhiyin curled her lips, and just leaned against the door and closed it.

"Xie Wengu will invite you to go fishing tomorrow." She said calmly, "I don't know why I'm looking for you, but beware of Xie Wenting, he will go with Xie Wengu."

"Ah, Xie Wengu, I remember him," Lin Qingqian leaned against the bed, "the last time we chatted well at Mr. Xie's funeral."

"It's a good chat, and even the pastor can be late for prayers after chatting." Lin Zhiyin complained.

"Anyway, it's for jet lag. It's not very useful, and I don't believe it." Lin Qing shrugged.

"How do you feel about him?" Lin Zhiyin asked Lin Qingqian with a smile as he looked at Song Qingyue, who seemed relaxed but actually had his ears pricked up.

Lin Qingqian frowned, "It's strange, very strange. He may have a good consultant team behind him, but the style of this consultant team is nothing like him."

Xie Wengu is the kind of person who looks vicious, perverted and paranoid, but his conversation and thoughts are generous and decent. Lin Qingqian more or less believed in the saying "Looking is born from the heart", but it was very contradictory for Xie Wengu.

It is not surprising that a family heir has an advisory team, but the strange thing is that the style of this advisory team does not fit him.

"Maybe this consultant team was given to him by the people behind him, and he can only use it." Lin Zhiyin explained casually.

She approached Lin Qingqian, lowered her head and whispered to her, "Don't take Qingyue there tomorrow."

Qingyue had never touched these dirty things before, Lin Zhiyin didn't want her hands to get them.

She also had enough confidence in Lin Qingqian and her intelligence network, so she dared to let Lin Qingqian go to the meeting alone.

After finishing speaking, she got up, turned her head, and walked away slowly.

"Wait!" Lin Qingqian realized something, turned to look at Lin Zhiyin, "Mom, how did you know that Xie Wengu was coming to ask me out?"

Lin Zhiyin turned her head, raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Who doesn't have a few secrets?"

Lin Zhiyin left, leaving Lin Qingqian in deep thought.

"Lin Qingqian, I'll go with you tomorrow." The child looked up at her.

"No," Lin Qingqian quickly refused, looking for a reason in her mind, "You have to do something for me tomorrow."

The eyes of the child who was angry and lowered his head lit up, "What can I do for you?"

Lin Qingqian tickled her nose, "Go to Chang Qisi and ask about her and Luo Zhu's situation, when did it start, and how Luo Zhu treats her. If possible, ask about Luo's recent movements."

"She won't say it." Song Qingyue tilted his head to look at Lin Qingqian, "This kind of thing...it's quite private."

Lin Qingqian smiled a little coldly, "You can tell her, I can sign her into the forest for your sake, but I don't raise idlers, what can she bring me? Say it or not, but this It is a bargaining chip for her future resources and status."

The child was obviously frightened, pursed his lips, and pulled Lin Qingqian's neck with both hands, exerted strength on his waist, sat up, and hugged her tightly.

"What is this for?" Lin Qingqian was taken aback, and hugged Song Qingyue with her backhand, feeling this soft and tender body desperately squeezing into her arms, as if she would disappear.

Song Qingyue rested his head on Lin Qingqian's shoulder, felt Lin Qingqian's breathing, and said softly, "You felt so strange to me just now."

The sternness and coldness on Lin Qingqian's lips at that moment was something she had never seen before.

Lin Qingqian laughed, but the smile soon became bitter.She touched the child's long hair, "Qingyue, you have to get used to me like this."

This is her real side.

In the future, the two of them will walk together for a long time, and she can't always pretend to be the image of the four good young people who are gentle, courteous and frugal in the child's impression.

"I know," Song Qingyue nodded vigorously, the sharp chin hurt Lin Qingqian, and she almost cried out, "I will accept it slowly."

"Yes, you need to give me some time." She raised her head and stared at Lin Qingqian's face.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became hotter.

I don't know who started it first, maybe it was the attraction between the lips and the lips themselves.

Lin Qingqian lay down with her arms around the child, her breathing was short and her voice was hoarse, "I have work to do tomorrow, I'm going to sleep."

Song Qingyue licked his lips in dissatisfaction, and finally pecked lightly on her lips, causing Lin Qingqian to grind his teeth again.

She ran away after kissing, and rolled to the other side of the bed, reminiscing about the sweetness on Lin Qingqian's lips, a smile appeared on her lips.

Turn on the light and go to sleep.

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"Why don't you go to the center of the lake? There's a pavilion there." Xie Wengu smiled and said to Lin Qingqian, "After all, fish are fatter in deep water."

Lin Qingqian was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing casual clothes, and casually sparring with him, "The depth of the water doesn't necessarily mean the fish is fat, but most fat fish are cunning and cunning."

"Then you mean it's by the lake?" Xie Wengu smiled, "The difficulty is a bit too low."

Lin Qingqian turned to look at him, with a slight smile on her lips, "Since Wen Gu invited you, let's go to the center of the lake."

She wanted to see what tricks this man dared to play.

Xie Wenting behind Xie Wengu lowered his head, his expression was simple and dull, as if he was in a daze.

Several people boarded the speedboat bound for the Huxin Pavilion, and the calm water surface was rippled by the speedboat, as if the three of them were not in a calm state of mind.

"Is this considered a tourist attraction?" Lin Qingqian looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance, "Roche is a big hand, and he was able to create such an artificial lake around the Shanghai stock market."

"It's not bad in the outer suburbs." Xie Wengu played with the tail ring on his little finger, "But it's really a tourist attraction. This speedboat runs about every three to ten minutes. It's fully automatic, and it runs between the lakeside pavilion and the lakeshore. of."

The Huxin Pavilion is said to be a pavilion, but it is more like a small island, which is artificially filled out. It is not big, but it is very delicate.The three of them disembarked and came to the shore.Lin Qingqian adjusted the drift skillfully, gathered a large ball of bait, selected a long line, raised the rod, and then sat down and waited quietly.

"I didn't see it, Qingqian, you are an expert, are you going to squat on a big fish?" Xie Wengu looked at her in surprise, then hung a mealworm on the hook by himself, and sat down with the pole up.

Xie Wenting stood behind the two of them as if he didn't exist.

"Legs are inconvenient, and it's tiring to always lift the pole." Lin Qingqian looked at the floats on the water and responded casually.

"By the way, why didn't Qingyue come together?" Xie Wengu squinted his eyes and held the fishing rod, blowing the breeze, looking very comfortable.

Lin Qingqian looked at him as if nothing had happened, "I asked her to play with her friends. She is young and loves to play, so I guess she can't bear the trouble of fishing."

"Ha, what you said, Qingqian, looks like you are so old," Xie Wengu laughed, and then said softly with emotion on his face, "To be honest, I really envy you. It's not just me, Luo Zhu should I envy you too."

"Are you envious that I don't have to fight for it?" Xie Wen was stunned, then shook his head with a smile, "One of them, the most enviable thing is that you can marry the person you want to marry. And our marriage is not our turn. It's up to you."

Lin Qingqian turned to look at him, "Excuses."

"What excuse?" Xie Wengu was confused by these words.

"You have never met someone you really like, why are you talking about marriage being unfree?" Lin Qing smiled slightly, "Let's talk about it when you have someone you like. But you just want to chat with me today? Everyone Time is precious, so there is no need to play around."

"Okay, then I'll open the skylight and speak out. Mr. Xiaolin, the final bottom line of the Xie family is 15% of the shares. No matter how little it is, the board of directors will not agree."

Lin Qingqian looked at the buoy up and down with the slight waves, and said lazily, "15% is fine, I can even give 18%, but there are still requirements."

"Tell me." Xie Wengu looked at the majestic Lin Qingqian, and unconsciously used honorifics.

"The Xie family has no decision-making power, only the right to share dividends, and the Xiangjiang film market has been completely opened up, and the film schedule is the same as the mainland market." Lin Qingqian's expression was flat, but what he said was shocking.

Xie Wengu's face darkened, and he looked at Lin Qingqian viciously and vigilantly, "President Xiao Lin, don't you think this is a bit too much?"

"Listen to me," Lin Qingqian's face remained unchanged, "This is a gentleman's agreement, don't write it in the contract, and save some face for the Xie family. In fact, if I say something ugly, do you have the right to make decisions? The Xie family is irrelevant. Lin and Roche combined accounted for 43% of the shares, and even after the shareholding reduction, it was more than 35%. It is too simple to win over a few small shareholders. On the one hand, the Xie family is irrelevant."

Xie Wen laughed back angrily. Although the Xie family has fallen, no one dares to say that the Xie family is irrelevant.

"President Xiao Lin, since you are not afraid of the Xie family, why do you want to deprive the Xie family of decision-making power?"

Lin Qing glanced at him, "Because Xie's family entered the arena, it is not certain whether Lin and Luo can stand aside." She looked far away, "If I remember correctly, Luo Zhu has already been urged to marry, you It should be similar. Apart from the Lin family and the Xie family, Luo Zhu has no other choice if he wants to secure his power."

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"It's time for you to get married too." Mr. Luo narrowed his eyes, looking at Luo Zhu who was sitting opposite him, "Since you have chosen this path, marriage is not up to you."

"Do you really think I don't know that little star you like? You can play around, don't think about anything else."

Luo Zhu lowered his head, "I understand."

"Okay, the third generation of the Xie family, which one do you like?" Mr. Luo shook the rocking chair, "Both men and women are fine, Lin Zhiyin is so open-minded, and national policies allow it. I am not a stubborn old man. You choose."

"Then let's be a woman. Anyway, I don't feel sick to my stomach." Luo Zhu smiled, "It must be easy to control, but also have a certain power, obedient, no assertiveness, and it's better to be beautiful."

"You have to be easy to control and have a certain amount of power. You are really picky." Mr. Luo took a puff on his pipe, "There is really one, she is the most liked by the old man, but the mother is a second marriage, and has no influence. The old man died once. , she has no one to protect her. Now her mother is still looking for a new backer everywhere, but Xie Si doesn't accept this little mother who is younger than him, so she almost kicked out of the house."

"But I can't help but thank the old man for really doting on this child. He has left a rich legacy, which is very useful to us."

Luo Zhu frowned in confusion, "Is there such a person in the third generation of the Xie family?"

"Oh, it's not the third generation of the Xie family, it's the second generation." Mr. Luo found a photo from a pile of photos and handed it to Luo Zhu, "But he's very young, it's just that he's older."

"It's pretty." Luo Zhu nodded, looking at the young girl smiling brightly in the photo, "Then you are a generation older than Mr. Xie?"

Mr. Luo hummed and laughed, "I'm the last to die, why don't I take advantage of this?"

"Okay, I see, I will go to contact her." Luo Zhu put the photo in his pocket.

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Jin Shan sneezes violently.

"Strange, Assistant Zhu didn't scold me?" She looked up at Zhu Gong who was sitting across from her reading the documents, and muttered, "Xiao Lin always takes Miss Yue out to play on weekends and has to work overtime without salary. It’s the real hammer of cheap labor!”

Angrily, she stuck out her tongue at Zhu Gong and made a grimace.

Opening his eyes again, he took a closer look, and saw that the bamboo cup was gone.

"What are you doing?" A gloomy voice came from behind her.

"Wow! Assistant Bamboo, you are so scary!"

Zhu Gong looked at the child and jumped up like the big orange at home who was frightened by him, with a smile that she didn't know, and touched Jinshan's head casually, like a cat Same, "It's almost dinner time, what would you like to eat?"

"Assistant Zhu, bah, Sister Zhugong, is it your treat?"

"Well, please."

"Oh yeah! Sister Zhugong, you are still a bit human!" Jin Shan accidentally said what was in her heart when she was happy, "I want to eat a big meal... ouch, ouch, it hurts! Don't pluck my hair. I stayed up all night and lost all my hair, and now I’m going bald! I’m wrong, I’m sorry, can you let me go?”

The public relations secretary who was also working overtime looked up at the two people who were fighting with each other, with strange expressions on their faces.

The difference between these two people is more than ten years old, can it be done?

But the sweetness is really sweet, compared to Mr. Xiaolin and Ms. Yue, whom I can't see all the year round, these two who often fight in the office are sweeter.

"Sister Zhugong, I want to drink milk tea, I heard that it has a new product." Jin Shan almost lay on Zhugong's body, pointing.

"Drinking milk tea again," Zhu Gong frowned, "Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

Jin Shan said honestly, "Anyway, I can't finish it."

"Yes, give it to me every time you can't finish it." Zhu Gong complained mercilessly.

She has worked overtime every day this month, and she has gained two catties.

Jin Shan sticks out her tongue, holding Zhu Gong's arm in a coquettish voice, "Sister Zhu Gong, please~"

Zhu Gong was startled with goosebumps all over his body, "Stop, stop, buy as soon as you buy."

Hey, candy is sweet, but it also has its downsides.The public relations secretary painfully erected the document to block the two of them.

The assistant Zhu who used to buy milk tea for everyone every time he worked overtime disappeared, and now the assistant Zhu only buys milk tea for Jin Shan.

She sneakily raised her hand from behind the document, used a pen as a gun, aimed at Jin Shan in a serious manner, and shot her head.

Hmph, the goblin who snatched everyone's bamboo assistant.

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"Originally there were only two choices, the Xie family and the Lin family, and then the two of you, the Lin family, produced and sold your own products." Xie Wengu shook his head, and answered Lin Qingqian's question.

"So, we have to be on our guard." Lin Qing smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, but said her words aggressively, "I made the rules, whether the Xie family wants to play or not, you have to listen to me .”

Xie Wengu let out a heavy breath, "I have to think again," he took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and shook it at Lin Qingqian, "Do you mind?"

Lin Qingqian shook her head, looked at him, and stretched out her hand to him.

Xie Wengu watched Lin Qingqian skillfully open the cigarette case, took one of them, put it in his mouth and asked him for an excuse, and lit a cigarette for her with a confused expression, "Do you still smoke?"

"Let's have one once in a while, it's not addictive, and children don't like the smell." Lin Qingqian said vaguely while biting a cigarette. "Don't tell them both."

"Children? Do you have any children?... Bah," Xie Wengu lit one for himself, slapped himself lightly, and then looked at Lin Qingqian strangely, "You guys are really...unique in this name. "

"When you find someone you like in the future, there will be more nasty names." Lin Qing glanced at him, and then shook his hand.

She raised her eyebrows, "It seems that my fish took the bait first."

Xie Wengu watched her stand up on one leg with a cigarette in her mouth, gliding the fish from side to side extremely skillfully and patiently.The sun shone on the woman's side face, and the fine hairs on her face were clearly visible.The smoke burned slowly, causing puffs of smoke. Under the scattering of sunlight, Lin Qingqian looked as beautiful as a fairy.She exerted a little force on her arms, outlining a tight and explosive superficial layer of muscle lines.

He lowered his head almost in embarrassment, and covered his eyes as if his eyes were burned.

Some people are destined to be born in the light, while others, like him, can only live in a dark corner.

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"People like me are different from you," Chang Qisi smiled wryly, "You are the second miss of the Lin family, well, you are still Mr. Xiao Lin's girlfriend and fiancee, and you have a bright future in the future, but I am different. I In this life, if there is no Luo Zhu's... "appreciation", if there is no other possibility, I can only live in that dark basement in the capital."

Song Qingyue buried his head in his knees, sat with Chang Qisi on the steps of the back garden of Huating, and said sullenly, "So you don't blame Lin Qingqian?"

God knows how terrified she was when she told Lin Qingqian what she said, and she said it slowly after deliberating her words.

Chang Qisi shook her head, "I understand," she smiled and patted Song Qingyue's hairy head, "Only a young lady like you who has lived in a honey pot since childhood can understand such a simple and realistic truth, I want To get something from Boss Lin, of course you have to give something, there is no reason to only ask but not pay."

"Where am I living in a honey pot?" Song Qingyue pouted, "I... didn't have a good life when I was a child."

"Oh, how are you doing?" Chang Qisi laughed, "Is it scolded for picky eaters or beaten for not wanting to practice dancing?"

Song Qingyue shook her head, "Neither of them," she said with tired and sad eyes, "I am an illegitimate daughter, and my mother is from a rural area and has passed away."

"Ah...sorry," Chang Qisi was at a loss when he heard the secrets of the wealthy family suddenly, "I didn't mean it."

"It's okay," Song Qingyue smiled, "I almost can't remember what my mother looks like."

What should it look like?Song Qingyue couldn't imagine it.

She was taken away by Mu Huacheng when she was three years old. People's memories before the age of three were fragmentary. She only remembered that the man had a pair of beautiful eyes, rough but warm hands, and clumsily told fairy tales.Occasionally, when talking about Mu Huacheng, there are stars in his eyes.

Everything after that was Mu Huacheng and Lin Zhiyin, and by the way, Aunt Zhang.They told her.

She attended her mother's funeral that year, holding an umbrella, out of tune with the plainly dressed neighbors around her.She looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone, trembling and dazed.

That was her mother, her biological mother, a woman who died in her 40s but looked older than Lin Zhiyin, who was now at the age of knowing her fate. Her eyes were old and dull, not as beautiful as she remembered Reiki - that is dusted by life.In the black and white photos, every wrinkle is the sad story of her simple life.

"Find a time and take President Xiao Lin back to see her." Chang Qisi said softly, "She should be very happy."

"Well, she will be very happy." Song Qingyue nodded and stretched, "Okay, let's not talk about these sad things, you tell me what Lin Qingqian wants to know, and I will tell her?"

Chang Qisi was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a complex expression, "Qingyue, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's..."

Yes these things are a little too dirty and shouldn't pollute your ears.

"There is a little affection between Luo Zhu and me. I want to tell President Xiao Lin directly about these things, so that if Luo Zhu blames him in the future, you won't be involved."

"Alright," Song Qingyue obviously didn't understand Chang Qisi's implication, and got up to pat the ashes off his body, "Let's go find Lin Qingqian now, she's fishing with Xie Wengu."

"Why didn't you go?" Chang Qisi also got up and asked Song Qingyue.

"Fishing is too boring, and Lin Qingqian deliberately pushed me away." Song Qingyue pouted, "Do you really think I didn't see it?"

Chang Qisi's face suddenly darkened, "Who do you think President Xiao Lin went fishing with?"

"Xie Wengu, and Xie Wenting." Song Qingyue repeated honestly.

Chang Qisi pulled Song Qingyue and ran away, "We have to go over quickly. I heard Luo Zhu mention that Xie Wengu is a sinister guy by nature, and his hands are not clean. I don't know what to ask Mr. Xiao Lin to fish for." Ghost idea."

Song Qingyue was originally dragged away by Chang Qisi with a dazed expression, but upon hearing this, he also became nervous and speeded up.

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"Mr. Xiao Lin, your analysis is very good. I can try my best to persuade the board of directors if I only have the right to share dividends, but I guess the young people in Xiangjiang will not buy it if the Xiangjiang market is completely opened." Qing Qian bargained, "The Xie family conducted a public opinion survey just a few days ago, and 76.84% of young people believe that the Hong Kong film market should not be fully opened in the mainland."

"You guys still conduct public opinion surveys, and the surveys will affect your judgment? It's really interesting." Lin Qingqian looked at Xie Wengu strangely.

Xie Wengu did not hear the faint sarcasm in her words, but said proudly, "Of course, we in Hong Kong have always had a tradition of conducting public opinion surveys, so that we can know what the market really wants to see. Apart from whether to open the Xiangjiang film market, We also investigated whether young people in Hong Kong are more willing to accept traditional martial arts films or Hollywood special effects blockbusters."

"Ha, if it's a secret ballot, there should be more Hollywood, but if it's a TV interview, traditional martial arts movies should win." Lin Qingqian held the handle with one hand and exhaled a puff of smoke. "Polls are too easy to manipulate. gone."

"What do you mean?" Xie Wengu frowned, "But you are right, the data collected from the online secret ballot and the offline interview questionnaire are indeed different answers."

"Wen Gu, let me ask you, do you support openness or the status quo?" Lin Qingqian stared at the floats on the water and the big herring that occasionally jumped out of the water.

"I support openness." Xie Wengu smiled.

"Okay, I'm starting to ask you a question. Do you think Xiangjiang's martial arts films and nonsensical humor films have ever achieved great success in the world?"

"Of course." Xie Wengu shrugged.

"Very well, the second question is, do Xiangjiang's talented actors and excellent martial arts directors, screenwriters, and directors still exist?"

"That's right, they haven't passed away yet, and some of them have high box office appeal." Xie Wengu nodded.

"The third question, is it still possible for Xiangjiang to shoot excellent works like the end of the last century?"

"It's possible." Xie Wengu obviously hesitated, "Although technology and filming methods have improved, many good actors, good directors and screenwriters have gone to mainland China to make money."

"Very good, Wen Gu. One last question. For the sake of Hong Kong Films' re-glory, are you willing to completely open up the Xiangjiang market or maintain the status quo or even 'reverse opening'."

"I will..." Xie Wengu was stunned, "I will maintain the status quo."

"Okay, remember your current answer, I'll ask you a few more questions."

"Tell me." Xie Wengu narrowed his eyes, sneaking a glance back at Xie Wenting who had no expression.

"Do you admit that the influence of Xiangjiang films is far less than that at the end of the last century?"

Xie Wengu nodded, "Of course I admit it, this is the truth."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Lin Qingqian took the fishing line little by little, "Do you think this has something to do with the fact that big directors and big stars are not willing to step out of their comfort zone and have been making the same movies for decades?"

"Uh, probably so." Xie Wengu thought for a while and expressed his affirmation, "The latest movie released now is still the same old stuff. If the definition has not been improved and it has become 3D, I think it is It’s okay to shoot in the last century.”

"Very good, then would you like Xiangjiang Movies to exude new vitality?" Lin Qingqian put out the cigarette butt, and fought against the big fish with all her strength.

"Yes." Xie Wengu nodded honestly.

"Do you admit that the introduction of stimuli can revitalize Hong Kong films?"

"Well, yes." Xie Wengu nodded, "It's a method."

"Okay, one last question, are you willing to open up the Xiangjiang market to stimulate the current film industry?"

"Ah, I understand." Xie Wengu laughed, "I am willing."

Lin Qing lit a cigarette, and a few ashes fell off, "Look, it's too easy to induce questions and change a person's opinion, and when we report, we only need the final conclusion. As for the foreshadowing questions, who will Stupid enough to put them in the official report? Throwing them in the appendix of hundreds of pages is considered honest and trustworthy. It is the same to support traditional martial arts movies or Hollywood blockbusters. I also have a way to guide questions, not to mention anonymous voting and TV interviews Does voting affect the number of votes?"

Xie Wen nodded thoughtfully, "I see, I will conduct another poll to convince the board of directors when I go back. But how can I explain such a big change in public opinion a month ago?"

Lin Qing shrugged, "There are too many reasons. Last time, the sampling was not thorough and did not take care of a certain age group or a certain class. I changed to a more scientific calculation method and found that the conclusion of the data is different. The anonymous voting on the Internet has We have eliminated many invalid votes and recalculated, and the survivors have deviated from the silent crowd, there are too many."

Her arms tightened, with a deep smile on her face, "Look, no matter how deep the water is, there are still fish that will take the bait."

A big herring got tired of being walked by Lin Qingqian and was dragged up.The scales glistened in the sun.

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"Excuse me, how do we get to the Huxin Pavilion?" Chang Qisi dragged Song Qingyue to search around the lake but couldn't find anyone, and they didn't know why Lin Qingqian's phone couldn't get through. The two of them thought that they might go to the lake. Xinting, so I asked the old man on the shore.

"Ah, you have to wait a while, the speedboat left just now." The old man pointed to his watch, "It runs every 10 minutes every three."

Song Qingyue nodded his thanks, pursed his lips, and touched his right eye.

For some reason, she was very flustered, and her right eyelid kept twitching.

Feudal superstition Feudal superstition Feudal superstition.

She was thinking silently in her heart, but suddenly there was great sadness and anxiety in her heart. "Old man, is there no other way to get to the Huxin Pavilion?"

The old man looked at her, "Are you in a hurry?"

Song Qingyue nodded.

The old man thought for a while, "Then get on my boat and don't make a fuss. I'm fishing secretly in this lake for fear of being discovered. It may be a little slower, but it's much faster than waiting for the speedboat to come back."

Song Qing was overjoyed, "Thank you."

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"Mr. Xiaolin's skills are great, how did you practice?" Xie Wengu stood up in surprise, looking at the big herring that was bouncing around on the beach.

Lin Qingqian jumped down on one leg and picked up the net to catch the fish. "Patience and luck are enough."

"You are too modest." Xie Wengu expressed his admiration.

"Let me help you." Xie Wenting did not know when he came down and appeared behind her.

"It's okay." Lin Qing smiled and waved his hands, "This is the most fulfilling time."

Xie Wenting smiled, and didn't speak any more, watching Lin Qingqian bend down quietly, and put the big herring into the net bag.

His face darkened, he stretched out his hand, and gave Lin Qingqian a hard push.

The Huxin Pavilion is in the middle of the lake, and the water is very deep.

Lin Qingqian felt a huge force coming towards her, and she was not very stable on one leg, so she staggered and fell into the water.

A big wave hit her, and she was engulfed by the wave, and she was far away from the Huxin Pavilion in an instant.

The big herring in his hand fluttered twice, returned to the water, swung its tail and fled frantically, and the fish disappeared immediately.

In mid-October, the water was bitingly cold, and Lin Qingqian was thrashing helplessly. Seeing herself getting further and further away from the shore, she was both shocked and angry.

Is Xie Wenting crazy?

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"Are you crazy?" Xie Wen stood up abruptly, looking in shock at Xie Wenting who was admiring Lin Qingqian falling into the water with his back turned to him, "Is this the way you said?"

Xie Wenting turned his head, with a weird and distorted smile on his face, "Don't talk nonsense, if I were you, I would go down to save people now."

Xie Wen was taken aback, quickly took off his coat and kicked off his shoes.Jump into the water and swim towards Lin Qingqian.

"The wind is blowing." Xie Wenting looked at the two people in the lake, stretched out his hand, felt the growing wind and watched the growing waves, and frowned slightly.

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"Old man, can you hurry up?" Song Qingyue's eyesight was excellent, and he could see something falling from the Huxin Pavilion from a distance.

The feeling of uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger, and she urged the old man.

"It's already very fast," the old man said helplessly, "Look, we haven't been thrown far by the speedboat."

In front of the boat is the speedboat cutting through the waves.

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Lin Qingqian choked on several saliva, trying to keep calm, recalling the standard swimming posture.

terrible.She cursed angrily in her heart - both the original owner and her were veritable landlubbers.

The heavy plaster cast on her leg slowly dragged her down, as if being dragged into a vortex and hell.

"Lin Qingqian, hold your breath and float up!"

She fell into the water, through the water, she couldn't hear it clearly, it seemed to be Xie Wengu's voice.

Hold your breath?I also need to be breathless.

Lin Qingqian twitched the corners of her mouth helplessly, feeling the pressure in her lungs, and thrashed with difficulty.

A wave brought her out of the water, and she saw Xie Wen Gu He struggling to swim towards her not far away...

A speedboat.

boom.

Xie Wengu stared blankly at Lin Qingqian who was hit by the speedboat, drew a perfect parabola in the air, fell into the water, and splashed waves.

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"My god, did the speedboat hit someone? Or a person fell from it," the old man looked in amazement, "Did you see it? It must be a person."

"Old man, go over there, please hurry up." He felt a pair of trembling hands clenched his arms, turned his head, it was Song Qingyue who was tearful but dazed, "That, it seems to be me friend."

"Ah? Okay!" The old man quickly overloaded the engine horsepower and rushed towards the place where Lin Qingqian fell into the water.

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Dying again?

Lin Qingqian's throat was sweetened by the huge force, and she also slowly lost control over her limbs.

I'm really not reconciled.She felt the deeper and deeper water, the greater and greater water pressure, and the darker and darker world.

There are fish swimming by.

I have nothing to do with the "car accident", right?Lin Qingqian smiled wryly, unexpectedly she still had time to think about some miscellaneous things.

In fact, when a person is dying, she does not replay her own life in her mind, but some messy things occupy her entire thoughts.Just like during an exam, the more nervous you are, the less you can remember the formulas and knowledge. Instead, "Xiaxia quietly passed by and left a little secret" is played in a loop.

What was the last thing I saw?

She was knocked out of the water by the speedboat, and she saw the expressions on the faces of Xie Wenting and Xie Wengu in a blink of an eye.

Xie Wengu was completely surprised and stunned, no problem.

Xie Wenting?Xie Wenting was very strange.

Horrified, scared, guilty and about to cry expressions.

not he put me