The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 672 changed

"Of course it does. Brother Dan, doesn't your sister have a close relationship with Qu Feitai? I have first-hand gossip here, and Hua Guo was also invited to watch the ceremony. According to reliable sources, it's Qu Lanting. Who is it now?" I don't know that Qu Feitai is Qu Lanting's younger brother, if you give your sister some advice, maybe you can learn a lot from her too? Then give us a live broadcast, it will definitely be a sensation."

  Zhu Shaodan was stunned: "My sister?"

  The other party's eyes were full of envy: "Brother Dan, you are simply a winner in life, and the two sisters are better than the other."

   The corners of Zhu Shaodan's mouth curled up, and there was a hint of pride in his eyes.

In the beginning, this group of flies buzzed around his ears every day, saying that it was to curry favor with him or was it aimed at the two older sisters behind him, especially after Mingxin made a big hit in the movie, he successfully won the title of Best Actress, and his development in the entertainment industry is getting better and better. The better it is, the more popular he is as Ming Xin's only biological younger brother.

  Whether at home, at school or in society, his label is not Zhu Shaodan Zhu Young Master, but Ming Jing's younger brother, Ye Zhen's younger brother.

   What else can Zhu Shaodan do, if he can't beat it, he can only join.

  Zhu Shaodan asked: "Will Qu Feitai also go?"

   "I don't know about this, but if it's such a solemn occasion, I will definitely join in the fun."

   Qu Feitai is obviously not a person to join in the fun.

  Zhu Shaodan waited until the get out of class was over, and rushed to Class A of the second grade classroom: "Sister..."

  Class A has always been a top class, and the students are one-in-a-million elites. The atmosphere in the classroom is silent and serious. The students are buried in the sea of ​​questions, and their young faces are full of seriousness.

  Ming Xin was wearing her school uniform, sitting quietly on her seat and doing her homework. When she heard the sound, she frowned slightly, and half of the students looked up.

   Seeing that it was Zhu Shaodan, they subconsciously looked at Mingxin.

   Even though Ming Xin and Ming Xin have been in the same class for more than a year, everyone still feels unreal.

  The girl sat quietly, wearing a uniform, with a slender and tall figure, not excessively thin, but also slender and fit. The place that should be fat is fat, and the place that should be thin will never have a trace of fat.

On the slender neck is a small face. The skin is not the most delicate white, but it gives people a very clean feeling, without a trace of blemish. When looking at people, a pair of clear eyes are smiling meaning, but deep down is a daunting majesty.

  The first impression is that she is a gentle and clean lady, but after getting along for a long time, you will find that she has a good sense of distance, and no one can even think about it.

   This reminds everyone of a legend on campus, Ming Xin's junior sister.

  The two really deserved to come from the same place. Although they looked different, in their bones, they had the same indifference.

  Especially the IQ, which makes countless ordinary people daunted.

  Mingxin entered school last year, and during the period of intense publicity for the movie, she was able to find time to study. Without any foundation, she was admitted to the top 100 of her grade in the final exam.

After entering the second year of high school, she concentrated all the shooting in the summer and winter vacations. Some commercial shootings and activities were arranged on weekends. She was never late or left early for a day. She didn't have the aura of a big star, as if she was an ordinary high school student , hard work pays off, her grades have been steadily improving in the test after test, and she has been ranked among the top fifteen in the midterm exam that just passed.

   Such rapid progress is a miracle for a person who has not received any systematic education before.

With a proud family background, the halo of the youngest movie queen, and the crushing of IQ, she herself has no arrogance, is kind to others, and at the same time does not let herself suffer. In the hearts of all students, she is simply a goddess The presence.

  However, such a goddess has a troublesome younger brother, the devil king of Shengde High School.

  Ming Xin got up, left the classroom, raised her eyebrows as she walked away, and taught, "What's the name of a ghost in public?"

   "Sister." Zhu Shaodan couldn't wait to tell the news he had heard.

   "Mr. Qu is going to Shendu Kingdom to watch the prince's coronation ceremony. Both you and Sister Mingjing have a good relationship with Qu Feitai. Can you please ask him to take me with you?"

   "My good sister, can you do it..." Zhu Shaodan showed his coquettish skills.

  Ming Xin felt nonsensical after hearing his words: "What is this all about? What is your identity, what is Mr. Qu's identity? Can you stop messing around?"

   "Then give me Sister Mingjing's contact information, and I'll talk to her myself."

  Zhu Shaodan hasn’t seen Der Spiegel for a long time, all I know is that she seems to be studying abroad.

   Otherwise, she should take the college entrance examination this year, but she has already been sent to Huaqing University. The college entrance examination is meaningless to her.

  Ming Xin glanced at him, and that glance made Zhu Shaodan lower his head slowly, curled his mouth, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I just miss Sister Ming Jing, why don't I just say hello to her?"

   "Do you still have the face to mention the Mirror?"

   One sentence made Zhu Shaodan shut up successfully.

  Thinking of the things he had done, Zhu Shaodan really wanted to slap himself. At the beginning, he fought against Sister Mingjing for Shen Xiangxiang, but now Shen Xiangxiang has become a wanted criminal, and whoever gets involved will be disadvantaged.

   Scolding Zhu Shaodan away, Ming Xin stood in front of the railing to blow the wind for a while, returned to the classroom, took her schoolbag and left the school.

  At the school gate, Mingxin saw the most flamboyant Ferrari at a glance, walked over and opened the passenger door.

   "There will be a charity party in Jingzhou tomorrow night. Go back tonight and have a good rest. I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

   "By the way, you pick one of these few scripts that you like, and the summer vacation is about to start, and there is a gap of one year. Everyone is staring at your new work of Ziweixing."

  Ming Xin turned over, they are all big productions of famous directors, and the script team is solid.

Zheng Qing, the manager, is dedicated to her duties and arranges everything for her in an orderly manner, so that she doesn't have to worry about it. She even has a good eye for picking scripts, and she is well versed in the rules of the entertainment industry. Not to mention that the rise of Xin has blocked the way of many young actresses in the circle, Zheng Qing has resisted a lot of malice and pressure from all walks of life for her, so that she can live and study with peace of mind.

  Although she was entrusted by Ming Jing to take care of herself, Ming Xin was still very grateful to her.

  Ming Xin closed the script: "There is nothing I like."

  Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter, I still have several scripts. What type do you like? Literary or commercial?"

   "I saw a script on your office desk last time. You were not there at the time. I subconsciously opened it and looked at it. I like the script very much."

  Zheng Qing laughed: "I knew you had a good eye, but Ming Spiegel rewrote the script himself."

  Ming Xin asked: "I think the project was established two years ago, why has it not started shooting yet? Is it because there is not enough funds?"

   "That's not true. It's a bit complicated to say. The script is adapted from a novel. The original author of this novel had an accident before the filming started, so the project was delayed."

  Zheng Qing was driving the car, turned her head and glanced at her: "If you like it, it's not impossible to start this project again, and only you can play the heroine in Der Spiegel's heart."

  When Der Spiegel was mentioned, both of them remained silent.

  Sending Mingxin to Zhu's villa, Zheng Qing returned home, just stopped the car, the opposite car lights turned on, Zheng Qing squinted his eyes, and saw a young man walking towards her.

   "Miss Zheng, my Master Xiao invites you to talk."

  —

  Ming Xin met Qu Feitai at the charity party.

  He lost a lot of weight, his eyebrows became more handsome, and the youthful astringency faded away, and his whole person looked a little more calm and introverted.

   This was the first time she saw Qu Feitai after the awards ceremony in November last year.

   After more than half a year, he looks changed a lot. The arrogance that used to flow between his brows and eyes is now hidden deep in his eyes, turning into a calm and easy gesture.

  He seems to have changed, and it seems that he has always been like this.

  Mingxin was thinking about Zhu Shaodan's words in her heart. She couldn't sleep last night, so she turned on the Internet like a ghost, and searched for Shendu Country, but there was too little news about this country on the Internet.

On a hidden gossip website, she found a post by an anonymous person. This person seemed to have just returned from that country and knew the situation there very well. In the post, he mentioned Prince Sangluo and Sheng The Lord and the Holy Maiden, the checks and balances between the kingship and theocracy were analyzed incisively and vividly in the post. There are many people who follow the post. However, this forum has always been small, and not many people know about it from the outside world, so it can't be fermented.

  Ming wanted to find a familiar figure among the clues, but those cold words never had any warmth.

   Halfway through the banquet, Qu Feitai answered a phone call and left.

  Ming Xin squeezed her palm, and chased out with her handbag.

   "Mr. Qu." The night breeze in May was cool, and tiny fluff stood up on his smooth arms.

  Qu Feitai turned back with his mobile phone, and when he saw the person chasing him, he frowned slightly, and whispered to the person on the phone: "I'll call you later."

  Hung up the phone, put the phone back in his pocket, and then stood up straight.

   "Miss Zhu, what can I do for you?"

  (end of this chapter)