Trafford’s Trading Club

Renxin Hospital.

At 10: 00 a.m., this is the appointment between Hou Chen Yuxian and the doctor.

In the waiting room, a pregnant woman sitting three or three taels, some chatting, some sleeping... perhaps sleeping with the little life in their tummy?

Hou Chen Yucoln didn't like the smell of the hospital very much, and she was anxiously waiting for her number to arrive - at least she was anxious inside.

At this point, a pregnant woman next to her suddenly had a pregnancy reaction and was disgusting.

“Are you all right? Do you want me to call the nurse for you?” Hou Chen Yilin asked with concern.

The lady shook her head and frowned, “It's all right, the child is probably too naughty and has been in a bad habit since this morning. I shout a word May should do. ”

“Try some air conditioning.” Hou Chen Yuxian smiled. “A little drip on a handkerchief or paper towel can be used to cover your nose for a little breath. ”

The wife's stomach is not too big. She probably didn't have much time to get pregnant. At this time, she was embarrassed to hear Hou Chen Yulian say: "I was a mother for the first time, and I didn't know a lot of things. ”

Hou Chen Yu chuckled: “The first time is like this, you get used to it. ”

If a woman talks about it, it seems like the conversation is going to keep happening, which is curious to the first mother's wife: "By the way, how many children are you having? ”

“Number 12, it's your turn!” The nurse in front of the stage is shouting at the number.

Hou Chen Yucoln stood up hastily, “It's my turn, I'm sorry. ”

“It's okay, you're busy.” The lady waved.

The doctor is a doctor with years of experience, in his early fifties, and is also a woman, somewhat naturally safe for all the mothers who are here to book her appointment.

Hou Chen Yu sat calmly on the chair and grabbed her purse with both hands, seemed a little uneasy... When she came in, the doctor who had seen for some time did not have any facial expressions on her face, she felt uneasy, “Doctor, what was the result this time? ”

“Mrs. Bamboo, unfortunately, I'm not pregnant this time.” The doctor shook his head: “This cycle is all over, I suggest you continue to make good adjustments for the rest of the time...”

What's the doctor still saying?

Hou Chen Yucoln didn't listen at all, or even keep on listening - she could even turn her back after hearing these things many times.

Hou Chen Yu quietly pushed open the door of the doctor's office with his bag, as the new mother, who had just chatted with her, waved at her hastily.

Hou Chen Yu moved his lips, but just nodded at each other. He lowered his head and left from the other side. He did not intend to pass.

She hid herself in the bathroom, locked the door, and did not intend to endure, but simply covered her mouth and squatted here.

Shoulders trembled slightly, crying silently.

I really want time to go back.

……

11: 15 a.m.

“Manager, the man is downstairs. ”

“Then let her come up.” Bamboo Forest stood up and picked up the documents on her desk, "and brought her directly to the conference room. ”

I hope this one you see today meets the requirements, otherwise you'll only be able to use the film you've already finished. The bamboo forest came alone into the conference room and pulled down the curtains around half the way.

Mobile phone short message.

The bamboo forest sat down and saw his wife's short breath.

Wife: Busy?

Bamboo Forest: Ready to interview a model. Can I help you?

Wife: The doctor said it failed again.

Bamboo Forest pressed his finger on the phone screen and stopped. The sound of knocking on the door sounded, and he replied: Go back.

Wife: Tonight, what time will you be back?

“Manager, this is Lulu.” Tboy introduced a young long-haired girl who was brought in.

Young and bright elements are fully displayed on this little lululu and accompanied by the right smile. Bamboo Grove nodded after a brief glance, "Not bad, sit down and talk. Tboy, ask her some questions first, I'll take a look. ”

Xiaolu sat down slightly nervously.

Bamboo Forest just replied back: Here comes the man, I work first. Don't wait for me at night.

He did not wait for his wife's reply, nor did he seem to intend to respond to it in an additional sentence, dropping his phone and devoting himself to the interview, observing every reaction and movement of the girl under the question of Tboy.

“Miss Lulu, have you ever used this product yourself?” Tboy doesn't know a few questions.

“To be honest, I haven't really used it… does this have an impact?” Xiaolu asked slightly disturbingly.

Tboy laughed: “Just some reference, don't worry about it. Next question, then. ”

And then Bamboo Forest suddenly interjected and said, "What would you do if I told you that you were going to shoot in an hour, and you had up to 30 minutes to read the script? ”

“Immediately?” Xiaolu was obviously surprised by the manager of the advertising company.

In the industry, Bamboo Forest is considered a more famous person, and outside rumor has it that this famous industryman is a famous workaholic and efficient. Although she was somewhat prepared before she arrived, she didn't expect it to happen so suddenly.

“Yes, right away. You just tell me what I'll do.” Bamboo Grove nodded.

The strong professional atmosphere pressed this young girl, who had not graduated from school, had a breathless feeling, and she bowed her head: “I... will do what I can. ”

Tboy heard such an answer and had to shake his head in secret... if not for the cheap and raw face of the bamboo forest as the leader, it would be inappropriate to say anything to find such a new person at this juncture.

But Bamboo Forest's eyes were still squeezing the little girl in front of her, not saying a word.

Lu's fingers grabbed each other beneath the table and stood down, “Yes, I'm sorry, I'm interrupting. ”

She's already seen Tboy with that disqualified look.

“Where are you going?” The bamboo forest was cold and asked.

“I... I'm leaving. ”

“You're gone. Wait a minute. Who's going to do it?” Bamboo grove calmly said: “Shall I? ”

“Really... really?” Xiaolu stared at the scary manager with a shock.

The bamboo grove just blunted: “Tboy, you have five minutes to print the script, and then you have 40 minutes to explain it to her. Ask the makeup artist to come to the set in an hour. 2: 30 p.m. Officially, come on. ”

“Manager, is this... mealtime?” Tboy's bitter face says: "Manager, aren't you going to eat? ”

“On the way.” Bamboo Forest said directly: “Bring her a piece of food as well. Remember, we're at war with time. Go! ”

“Ok... ok. ”

Watching Tboy walk out the door with Lulu, who had not yet woken up completely from his chosen state, the bamboo forest quickly packed up what was on the table.

Can't let time stop... can't.

……

……

Outside the floor where the advertising agency is located, it's simply the air outside the 19th floor, and Daechul, who drinks Master X's ice black tea, floats here.

Practice the ability to fly while watching the Guests… and the other one perform.

That's the new model 'Xiaolu' from the beginning.

Of course, Lulu's body is number 18, but why is that?

Then let's start last night...

……

“Didn't you say that men just sometimes don't want to go home, just want a little space of freedom?" The 18th spoke with a thrill and a thrilling voice from Dae-chul.

A floating group of black soul messengers - just outside the bamboo forest.

“Well... even if it's a couple, sometimes a fight and a few days of the Cold War, it's normal.” As an experienced bystander, Dae-chul obviously has a lot to say.

“Really?” sneered No. 18. “If it was just the Cold War, would his wife still prepare him breakfast every day? Know he'll be late to put slippers in front of the door? Going out during the day to get your suit tied up? ”

Dae-chul sighed: "Well, this couple is really a little apathetic... by the way, didn't you say you had the ability to dream of the past? If you use it, you might be able to find the symptoms, right? ”

“It's not my freedom to use it," 18th bluntly said. “I naturally have my own way. Besides, since it is teaching, I will teach you how to guide the basic law. ”

“How?” Dae-chul asked curiously.

On the 18th, he grinned shadowlessly… Yet the laughter gradually calmed down from the shadows and eventually became delightful, like a silver bell.

Dressed in a black robe, his face was full of fog, horror was like the old witch of the candy house owner disappeared in the fairy tale, and he replaced it with a tall figure, pure as a lotus... Xiaolu.

"18 smiled. ”

Sister, isn't this the least fashionable beauty plan...

Da Zheng was stunned, although it felt that the 18th turned out to be quite nice, but it didn't seem surprising - he was still in the association, grabbing the land, avenging the family, anything at all, by such means as women, although Da Zheng wouldn't use it on his own initiative, he didn't necessarily have to reject it.

“Well... are you going to cheat on Bamboo Forest? ”

On the 18th, I laughed and ignored Dae-chul, "I still have work to do, you go to free activities, tomorrow I will appear directly in front of the Golden Lord. ”

After that, the 18th turned into a black smoke and left.

Dae-chul sighed and muttered: “This Rochu, let me follow the 18th, is he messing with me? ”

Dae-chul shook his head and looked at the couple sleeping on their backs from the outside of the room. He was about to leave and suddenly stopped to look at the other room next to him.

“Empty? ”

This is a room with nothing.

……

……

Lu and Tboy are in the car, very busy discussing the shooting.

The bamboo forest also drove its own car towards the shooting area. Da Cheol followed him all the way, he needed to provide the 18 with the dynamics of the bamboo forest at all times.

Hou Chen Yuxian has returned to her own ceramics class because the students are waiting for her... because if she doesn't attend classes here, she doesn't know what to do.

And all this, under the wave of Lochu, the clouds of smoke dissipated -- like a calm surface of water, a mirage laid out in front of Lochu.

“Number 18, it looks like you're having a hard time.” The maid took the cup dragged on a plate and sent it to Lochu.

“Past dreams…” Boss Lo said softly: "If there is no real hate carrier in the heart, there is no way to reach each other's thoughts. From this perspective, the 9 capability would be more comprehensive. ”

“But in relative terms, past dreams can find something deeper in the mind. Nos. 18 and 9 are not the same, and the direction of power chosen naturally differs. Why did the owner choose it? It's not the 18th Golden Master. ”

“Wouldn't it really fit?” Rochu suddenly asked back, "I think the 18th seems to be a bit of a hard worker. Last night I was ready all night, and even the two quasimagicians in her game didn't observe. ”

“Because this is the owner of the gold you approved.” Smiled: “Naturally, the 18th doesn't dare to be lazy. ”

Boss Luo smiled without saying a word and remembered something, "Oh, by the way, is Lu the 18th? ”

Unight nodded.

“That's really nice.” Boss Lo smiled and stretched out his lazy waist: “Go out with me later. ”

“Supermarket? ”

Lochu nodded: "Yeah, it's discount day. Besides, it's almost Christmas. Aren't you going to set us up? ”

“Let him take his things.” Unight nodded.

“That's not necessary.” Rochu shook his head: "The Lord God is now preparing for Christmas events in the game world, enough for him to be busy."

“Then please let Yu Night change clothes.” The maid gracefully picked up the skirt.

But the bell in front of the club suddenly rang.

When she saw a woman with short white hair wearing leather boots and a canvas on her back, she walked straight in and just walked in, she said, “Boss, a big beer first, then something delicious. ”

Then, a gray-covered ball of light flew towards Mr. Lo, and the gray-haired woman went on to say, “Here's the wine money ~ the one she just killed on the road. ”

Lochu simply took the light ball and waved, and the maid didn't say anything, so she prepared herself - just a little look at Nero, the short-haired white woman, before she left.

“Long time no see, Miss Nero.” Boss Lo waved and let the chair next to Nero pull away.

But Nero seemed to prefer to sit at the table -- right at Boss Lo's table, laughing and laughing: “Doesn't it look like you guys really like seeing me? ”

“We are unwelcome to our Guests.” Lochu shook his head.

Nero squinted, “Really? But why did I feel like I was dying when your beautiful little maid looked at me? ”

“That must be your illusion. ”

Lochu followed and sat down.