Chapter 243

Guardian: it seems that the child has grown up and is a little different.

Men have grown up in the fire of war since childhood. They are like a cold and hard knife from head to tail. They are not only silent, but also speak without hesitation and tenderness.

Such specious statements are rare and fresh, and the contradictions and doubts are even more inconsistent with human design.

Sure enough, this update a week ago made many people go off their focus and think that the landlord may be stolen.

But there was no reply from any Guardian on the remaining floors.

Qin Qing turned the floor like an addict and suddenly saw one of the replies, "eighth floor: sometimes it's not the child that has changed, but your heart has changed."

It is true that although the body of a 17-year-old girl has yet to grow, it is impossible to say how fast it changes. And on that lonely night a week ago, men wiped their feet, and it was even less likely to find any size problems.

The only difference is that when they touch each other's skin, his suddenly stiff body has been full of energy

Qin Qing touched her hot ears, exited the screen and sent a message.

"I'm going to go to school in C City next semester."

After waiting for a while, the screen was still quiet. She sighed, silently received her mobile phone and stopped disturbing each other's work.

However, at this time, Feng Yan had been sitting in the confinement room at the end of the corridor for seven days.

When the monotonous old-fashioned mobile phone ring rang, the psychologist was looking at the surveillance screen in the observation room. He saw a short message on the main screen of the mobile phone.

He didn't see the content, but the privacy of the mobile phone and the sending time were enough to analyze the unusual nature of the message.

"Teacher, it's been a week. I've been instructed not to let the major general suffer any psychological harm." the trainee doctor holding the actual data form aside has some urgency and some confusion.

He majored in psychology and has been in contact with many disabled patients, but he has never seen such patients as Feng Yan.

The reason is that Feng Yan is too normal. His willpower is even as strong as steel. His psychological quality, which can not be accurately measured even from the lie detector, is more suitable for psychological dredging than them.

"I see. Let's have a look. I'll report to the superior in person." the white haired old man behind the desk clicked twice on the paper with his pen, but he still didn't let go. "You reply first. At present, the major general is not suitable for carrying out the task."

The trainee doctor opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he thought of his teacher's temper, and finally had to retreat. When I passed by the confinement room, I couldn't hear any sound inside. The young doctor couldn't help complaining about the abuse of people by the Department and the team.

Ordinary people have to go crazy after being closed in a dark place for three days, and Feng Yan has been silent for a whole week without any abnormality. However, it seems strange that the laboratory still holds people.

In the room, the old man got up and paced back and forth, looking at a series of normal data on the form and worried. Yu Guang glanced at the mobile phone on the table. He thought for a moment, picked it up, clicked on the intercom system, and said in a deep voice to the confinement room: "there is a text message on the mobile phone. I think she sent it to you."

The reason is transmitted into the dark room through a small microphone, echoing the smell of old in the silent space.

For a week, in addition to eating and sleeping, the tall figure sitting in the chair was silent. Hearing the sound, he raised his head in the dark. His handsome face was blue and white under the night vision lamp, but his eyes were red.

The old man took a step backward in horror. With a click in his heart, he suddenly pressed off the intercom on the desktop, and his eyebrows gradually twisted into a knot.

When I returned to city B after half a month, many black-and-white invitations could not be counted. Among them, many young talents wanted to take the opportunity to hook up with the valuable boss Qin.

Qin Qing gives these trifles to the newly appointed Zhao Yin and asks Qingcheng to contact Tang Lin to try them on. The spokesman scheme for the new men's clothing in autumn is basically finalized. With the name of the film emperor, you can step up to another step.

But the assistant said bitterly, "we invited him more than a dozen times. Either he was not free or the agent refused. He said that it was how easy it was for girls in our company to spread gossip. Let's go to the notice place with our clothes. The shelf is really too big."

Since its establishment, Qingcheng has taken advantage of the momentum of DF. The whole process is almost smooth, and has never encountered resistance. This time Leng Buding hit a nail in Tang Lin's place. They felt bad. Besides, they also thought they had no face to see the boss, so they stuck to it all the way.

Qin Qing couldn't help laughing when she heard that they couldn't catch anyone at more than a dozen notice points. "Ha ha, I'll give you a day off to do beauty. Let me do it."

The assistant was so grateful that he almost hugged his thigh.

Qin Qing didn't try her luck. She directly dialed a phone and asked people all night to go out. Then she went to Qingcheng and took the sample clothes and set off for her destination.

At this time, an ancient costume drama is being filmed in the suburbs of city B, with blue sky, white clouds and green grassland. The temporarily built Pavilion is hung with light gauze bead curtains and three or two plum blossoms on its branches. With filters, the effect is like a fairyland.

The female No. 1, who was playing the zither in the pavilion, looked affectionately at the male protagonist in his clothes. She saw that a piece of music collapsed three times, either her hand was cut or the string was stretched.

"Call me again when you learn. I hope you don't waste my time." Tang Lin was impatient. He got up and unilaterally announced the rest time. He leaned back on the lounge chair bored and asked the agent, "where are those little girls today?"

During this time, a cutting-edge garment enterprise was negotiating cooperation with him. The broker signed the contract without authorization, which broke his mood. So recently, he changed his way to play with the people of the garment company, making them always late and half dead.

"I really forgot if you didn't say it." the agent advised him as he packed his things. "You're almost OK. Don't vent your work pressure on other girls. It's not easy to make a living."

He didn't understand Tang Lin either. After all, he had been running around for months. He was seriously short of sleep and had to endure all kinds of flower crazy heroines who went through the back door. He was angry and had no place to sprinkle.

Tang Lin gave a dull sigh, listened to the continuous screams in the pavilion, and closed his eyes with a headache, "if only that boy were there."

The voice fell. Without waiting for the agent to ask more, several vans came one after another at the end of the secluded road. The speed of the van was getting faster and faster. After braking hard, he brushed open the door and rushed out dozens of people.