Chapter 106 Simple and Practical Techniques

Chapter 106 Simple and Practical Techniques (Please subscribe and vote!)
Zhang Yuanying returned home, her bare feet stepped on the soft blanket, and her toes painted with light blue nail polish seemed crystal clear.

She came to the mirror, took off her gray work clothes and dropped them to the ground, revealing the skirt underneath.

Her fair calves were covered in dust, her blue dress was wrinkled, and her face was covered in dirt from somewhere.
Zhang Yuanying lowered her head slightly, her clear eyes fixed on the red part of her wrist that had been squeezed. For no reason, a bright and happy smile broke out on her face.

That was a smile from the heart.

But soon, her smile faded, and she murmured as if to remind herself: "Zhang Yuanying, Zhang Yuanying, how could you make yourself so embarrassed?"

Zhang Yuanying unzipped the zipper on her side with her slender hands, and soon the blue dress fell to the ground.

An almost tempting body slowly walked towards the bathroom.

The sound of running water was heard, and a hazy outline could be seen through the frosted door, graceful and charming.

Not long after, Zhang Yuanying appeared in front of the mirror again, wrapped in a bath towel. Her long wet hair was draped over her shoulders, her skin was fair and tender as if it could be blown away, her clear and beautiful eyes were watery, and her purity was mixed with a hint of charm.

At this time, the courier arrived at the door.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Zhang Yuanying? I have a package for you."

"Just put it at the door." Zhang Yuanying instructed, then changed into sportswear and brought a cardboard box at the door into the house.

"The dream of 900 million girls?"

Zhang Yuanying was amused by the online nickname. At home, she could laugh without restraint.

Soon, the box was opened, revealing a pile of miscellaneous things.

Sprite, Coke, spicy strips, potato chips, fried chicken, toy guns, Sailor Moon stickers, transparent lace panties with a slit in the middle
"Mo Yeah"

Zhang Yuanying subconsciously closed the box tightly, and then, as if realizing that she was at home, she opened the box little by little, like a child who was taking a peek into the adult world for the first time, her face flushed and her beautiful eyes shining with curiosity.

She hesitated for a moment, then reached out her slender hand to the spicy strips next to her panties and picked them up.

"I'll just try it, is that okay?"

Zhang Yuanying seemed to be hypnotizing herself, muttering: "Doing ten more minutes of Pilates should be able to burn off the calories."

She started eating, and a long-lost familiar taste filled her taste buds.

Then, she turned her attention to the Coke.

"At most, you can just do it for ten more minutes?"

The sour feeling of carbonic acid irritates the throat
"No, I can't eat anymore."

Eventually, awakened by the guilt in his heart, Zhang Yuanying stopped at the first try.

"what is this?"

It seemed that Zhang Yuanying just discovered at this time that there was a note inside the box.

There are short words written on it.

[Combing your hair like an adult and wearing a handsome evening gown may not necessarily make you look as beautiful as you imagine. ]

"Mo!"

Zhang Yuanying was a little embarrassed and muttered, "He is an old man after all, and even his methods are so clichéd."

If she is new to the world, take her to see all the prosperity in the world.

If she's experienced enough, take her on the carousel ten times.

Do you really think you have never read romance novels?
Similar rhetoric was once popular in the peninsula, right?
in particular.
Zhang Yuanying seemed to remember something, picked up the migrant worker's clothes, and found a brand new trademark inside the clothes. Her eyes were slightly disgusted, her red lips twitched slightly, and then she said speechlessly: "How can someone broadcast live when being chased? Even the explanation is full of loopholes."

Finally, he gave a direct definition.

"boring."

She seemed to have forgotten about it and turned to do exercise. After two hours of sweating profusely, she walked to the bedroom according to the time and prepared to arrange her sleep properly.

However, when passing by the box, my pace couldn't help but slow down.

perhaps
It should be fine today only, right?
She felt like a demon was whispering and bewitching her heart. While her thoughts were struggling, her body had already made the most honest reaction. The box was taken in and the bedroom door was closed.

From time to time, happy laughter could be heard from inside.

the other side.

Inside the yard.

"Ten thousand won per person. Don't rush to buy. Line up." Hundreds of people lined up in an orderly manner.

Li Yang is distributing money.

Next to him, Gao Xixie was chewing an apple and asked curiously, "I still don't understand. If you want to act, you have to do it in its entirety. Why do you insist on not removing the label? Aren't you waiting for others to discover the truth?"

"I really don't blame you for being single. There's something wrong with your way of thinking."

Li Yang looked at her with disdain, then explained, "Girls are like cats. If you try to rub them too hard, you'll only get scratched. It's better to expose her flaws and let her discover the truth. Let her think she has the advantage of being smart, and gradually let down her guard. Then, little by little, you can influence her subtly."

Nowadays, girls are extremely smart. If they try to use complicated tricks, they will be seen through at a glance.

Therefore, simple and clumsy methods are often more touching.

"You are truly worthy of my praise!" After hearing this, Gao Xixie was completely impressed.

"Okay, let's talk business." Li Yang asked curiously, "What was the reaction to the premiere of 'The Rich Son-in-law'?"

After all, as a screenwriter, he is still quite interested.

"The single episode has exceeded 9 million views in three days, which is a pretty good result for a web series."

Gao Xixie frowned and said, "But I always feel that this is not the potential that this drama should have."

"Do you expect your new play to be a big success overnight?"

Li Yang said unhappily, "You can swallow an elephant in one mouthful, and you won't worry about dying of stuffiness."

Having said that, after paying the wages, he patted his butt and stood up. As a result, the moment he turned around, he found a pair of moon-white high-heeled shoes with straps lying quietly under the clothes rack.

Li Yang scratched his head and said, "Is this considered another equipment explosion?"

It seems like every girl always leaves something behind before leaving.
He himself felt a little speechless.

"The Chaebol Son-in-law"?
What a rubbish name?

Anyone watching this crappy show?
It looks like a particularly bloody plot.
On Sunday night, Han Daan, who was exhausted after working overtime, originally planned to watch an online drama to relax, but after seeing such a cliché name, his mood suddenly became worse.

Rubbish. Even dogs won't read it.
He cursed and clicked on the playlist.

结果
In addition to the classic old series such as "Gotham" and "Friends" that I have watched dozens of times and are almost patinaed, the list of new dramas are all fresh love dramas such as "Love Kitchen", "School Diary" and "Love After the Storm".

"Alas, the current national dramas are all garbage with the same substance in a new soup."

Han Daan couldn't help but complain.

Romance drama.

You will feel fresh if you watch it once, and it is okay if you watch it twice. The problem is that you keep watching it, over and over again, the first acquaintance, the encounter, the ambiguity, the bloody second male lead, the misunderstanding, the car accident/amnesia, the trouble, and then the reunion.

You can never escape this core logic.

Girls can also chase after stars and hug and chew on them.

For a man like him, watching it over and over again was pure torture.

“Maybe there will be some quality TV series.”

Han Daan turned on the TV with such expectation, and then...
He found that apart from the masterpiece "Hotel Del Luna", the playlists around him were dominated by romance dramas.

"Rubbish!"

"What a **** garbage."

"Don't these screenwriters have anything new in their minds except romance?"

Han Daan cursed angrily, turned off the TV, threw away his phone and prepared to go to bed.

But it was not easy to go home early.
On a quiet night, even the bright moon seems so lonely.

Just wasting your precious time sleeping?
Han Daan was somewhat unwilling.

Somehow, he recalled the drama "The Chaebol Son-in-law" which seemed out of place among the romance dramas.

Or, try?
"I want to see how such a rubbish show passed the review."

With a critical attitude, Han Daan opened his phone and clicked on "The Chaebol Son-in-law".

Episode 1, Contract Couple.

"Oh, you are really rubbish. The daughter of a chaebol family has so many suitors, why does she still need to enter into a marriage contract with a man?"

Episode 2.
"Will chaebol parents quarrel with their daughter over an ordinary man?"

Han Daan sneered even more and said, "Is the screenwriter a foreigner who has no idea about the local chaebol concept?"

Episode 3.
"Okay, okay, I thought this topic would be more original, but it turns out to be a brainless and cool story. The bad-tempered lady boss of a roadside inn showed her kindness for nothing, and the stubborn millionaire internet celebrity took the initiative to take you out for dinner after scolding you?"

"In reality, even a dog wouldn't even look at you, right?"

"It's a rubbish show. I won't watch it anymore."

Han Daan was about to turn off his phone, but
"Wait a minute, the male lead and the internet celebrity met the female lead and her childhood sweetheart in the hotel?"

Will these two pairs come to blows?

Han Daan felt itchy inside, and countless scenes seemed to flash through his mind.

No, I still have to criticize it.

He clicked on the next episode, but there was no response for a long time.

"That's it?"

Han Daan was stunned. He immediately threw his phone aside and lay down on the bed to sleep.

"You're just a rubbish skit. Each episode is only 20 minutes long, and you only aired three episodes. You deserve not to be on TV."

Han Daan complained, but the night seemed a little boring. He lay in bed and couldn't fall asleep. Some images kept appearing in his mind.

Will they fight?

Even if they are a contracted couple, a man's dignity will make him jealous, right?

The heroine seems to have some attachment to the hero.
Damn, why do I feel like there are ants crawling on my body?
"Damn it, when I think about the fact that this web series has only updated two episodes in three days, I feel like sending knives to the director!"

Han Daan lay on the bed cursing.

The days of waiting for updates are so hard.

This was destined to be a torturous night.

the next day.
After he dragged his tired body to the company, he could only make a cup of coffee to refresh himself as he had not had enough rest.

结果
I heard that my colleagues seemed to be discussing "The Chaebol Son-in-law".

"It's a rubbish show, not good at all."

"That's right, how could the parents of a chaebol family let their daughter marry a poor boy? It doesn't make sense at all."

"In fact, I feel that the setting of childhood sweethearts is more stupid."

"But do you think there will be a big fight in the hotel in the fourth episode?"

Their discussion became more intense.

Han Daan felt a little contemptuous about this and secretly complained about it.

Installed.

Keep pretending.

A group of people are cursing, but in their hearts they want to see it more than anyone else, right?

Such a rubbish drama should be watched only by my colleagues who like gossip.

Han Daan calmly took a sip of coffee, then
"So, will there be a fight?"

It’s the third day since “The Chaebol Son-in-law” was released.

In a small section of the Entertainment Weekly, a title "Only for Men" came into the view of more people.

At the same time, Li Yang brought his brothers in the live broadcast room to the gym and started the second day of the live broadcast of "Seven Days of Heartbeat".

(End of this chapter)