The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 142 Character Design (Part 2)

The big elm tree is as green as a pine, covering every inch of shade. Occasionally, mischievous morning light shines through the gaps between the branches and falls on the girl's hair and skirt, like a jumping elf, surrounding the fallen fairy.

All fans and audiences' first impression of Der Spiegel originated here, and it will be unforgettable for life.

She is a fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world, spotless and refined, the words in the world can hardly describe her charm.

At this moment, many people were speechless.

Qu Feitai's pupils shrink slightly, and his heart is like riding a roller coaster. No one can understand the impact from the bottom of the valley to the climax.

Qu Feitai subconsciously wanted to walk over, he raised his steps, and suddenly remembered that he was recording a program, and frowned fiercely, feeling a little annoyed.

Blind impulsiveness may bring unexpected troubles to Ding Jing, so he can only endure and pretend to be a stranger in front of everyone.

Realizing that Ding Jing is the newcomer in everyone's mouth, Qu Feitai's mood is complicated for a while.

Der Spiegel wants to enter the entertainment industry?

It's not bad, but the mirror is too clean, and it's easy to be bullied in this circle, that's all, let him cover it from now on.

He suddenly thought of the words Ming Jing said to him the night before when he got out of the elevator.

Surprises are just around the next corner.

It turned out to be a big surprise.

Ming Jing had already reminded him vaguely at that time, but he was ignorant and didn't realize it.

Stealing half a day of leisure, I thought I would face a long-term separation, but I didn't expect to meet again during the recording of a variety show, and spend three days together day and night, God really treated him so kindly.

Various thoughts surged in his mind, Qu Feitai looked at the girl who walked in, his cold eyebrows softened inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were extremely gentle.

Everyone's attention was on Ming Jing, so no one noticed the change in Qu Feitai's expression for the time being.

Han Ying was the first to react, and trotted up to meet her, and took the suitcase in Ming Jing's hand. It was so light that it would take three days. Xiao Wenwen pulled three exaggeratedly large suitcases, all of which were packed to the brim.

"Hello, I'm Han Ying, welcome to the cabin." Han Ying scratched her head in embarrassment, showing the shyness of a pure boy to the fullest.

Ming Jing smiled softly: "Hello, I am Ming Jing."

"Mingjing, Mingjing." Han Ying chewed on the name and sighed, "It's so nice."

People live up to their name.

He racked his brains and never expected that there would be such a beauty in the entertainment circle, otherwise he would not be unknown until now. It seems that this is really a newcomer who has appeared on the scene for the first time.

Zou Jingyu sighed: "Beauties are like flowers separated from the clouds, it seems that the entertainment circle is going to be lively again."

Zhao Xinrong shouted: "Director, where did you find such a juicy little girl? We have strict conditions here. Don't let the little girl be wronged. I will be the first to quit."

Zhao Xinrong's words relieved the cold atmosphere, Xiao Wenwen reacted, looked at Qu Feitai subconsciously, and frowned.

Ming Jing walked up to him, smiled, and said calmly, "Hello, teachers. I am Ming Jing. It's my first time here. Teachers, please bear with me."

Zou Jingyu said with a smile: "Mingjing, a good name, it reminds me of a Bodhi gatha. There is no tree for Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where does the dust come from?"

Hua Luo glanced at Qu Feitai, "You two are destined for each other."

Qu Feitai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked at Ming Jing, his eyes were filled with turbulent undercurrents.

Ming Jing glanced across Qu Feitai without leaving a trace, smiled faintly, and said nothing.

"Today our log cabin is full of splendor. There are so many handsome men and beauties here, I can't see enough." Zhao Xinrong jumped out to smooth things over. The sun was getting bigger and bigger outside, and he called everyone to enter the house.

Qu Feitai deliberately took a step behind, walking side by side with Ming Jing, and said in a low voice quickly at an angle that the camera couldn't see: "You are going to participate in the show, why didn't you tell me in advance, I was shocked just now, and I thought I was in hell It's over."

Xiao Wenwen, who was walking behind Qu Feitai, raised her head and looked at Qu Feitai's back with strange eyes, and then she fell on Ming Jing, and saw the girl's white skirt crossing the threshold, and the silver thread lotus flower embroidered on the skirt was reflected by the sunlight. Dazzling light.

Xiao Wenwen narrowed her eyes subconsciously.

Han Ying, who was at the end, said with emotion: "It's nothing more than a fairy descending to earth." After speaking, she cast a disgusted glance at Xiao Wenwen who was walking beside her.

"Look at her goddess aura, and look at your disheveled attire. Oh, I'll go."

Xiao Wenwen gave him a hard look: "Shut up."

Han Ying stuck out her tongue mischievously.

The four resident guests of the show, Zou Jingyu is a respected old artist in the entertainment industry. He is close to the age of knowing his destiny and has lived a semi-retired life.

Zhao Xinrong has passed his thirties, he is a well-known comedian in the circle, he is a frequent visitor to the Spring Festival Gala every year, and he is very popular in the country.

Han Ying is a well-known child star, fifteen years old this year, with a mischievous personality and loves to play tricks on people.

Xiao Wenwen is a newcomer brought in by the advertisers this season. She has no fan base and is just here to gain popularity. She doesn't deal with Han Ying. As long as no one pays attention, she will start to fight and bicker, and Han Ying always changes her ways. She, Xiao Wenwen even dreamed of beating him up.

A few people entered the room, and Han Ying, who had been slack and didn't even want to choose root vegetables, suddenly became diligent, busy serving tea and pouring water, looking very attentive like a waiter in the shop.

"Pretentious." Xiao Wenwen curled her lips secretly.

"Mingjing, drink tea. This is a wild chrysanthemum flower I picked myself, washed and dried." Han Ying brought a cup of chrysanthemum tea to Mingjing.

"Thank you." Ming Jing took it with both hands.

"Brother Qu, you drink it too. It's hot, so drink chrysanthemum tea to cool you down." Qu Feitai was not so thoughtful, and put the teacup on the table in front of him.

Qu Feitai nodded.

Looking at the handsome men and women in front of him, Zou Jingyu smiled, it was simply a feast for the eyes.

"Ah, Ming Jing, why is your skirt dirty?" Xiao Wenwen suddenly pointed to a piece of dirt on Ming Jing's skirt and said.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ming Jing's skirt in the direction Xiao Wenwen pointed.

"Ding Jing, you may not know it when you first came here. Our show is for work. You dress so unconventionally, how should you work? Even though it looks good, you have to consider the actual situation, right? Our show doesn't care for idlers. "Xiao Wenwen has a very cute face. She said it in a delicate tone, as if reminding the mirror very intimately. Coupled with those big innocent eyes, it is really thoughtful and thoughtful.

It is conceivable that after the show was broadcast, Xiao Wenwen's words were enough to make the other party scolded by the audience to be autistic.

Is it to experience the life of a farm or run a catwalk show, get out of the cabin if you don’t want to work, and there are no idlers here, etc. For a newcomer without any fan base, this is a blow to the eye.

After Xiao Wenwen finished speaking, the corners of her lips curled up. When she came to the show, she was still wearing a white dress. She really thought she was a fairy. She didn't even dare to wear a prettier dress. The spittle of the audience could drown her. Now The audience is impetuous and critical, and will not give you a chance to explain.

She thought the other party would rush to defend, but what disappointed her was that Ming Jing was holding an old-fashioned enamel cup, sipping tea lightly, slowly, calmly and elegantly, and the dirt on the skirt did not affect her pure and gentle temperament.

Xiao Wenwen felt a little depressed, as if she had hit the cotton with her fist.

"Your figure doesn't look good in a skirt. You know yourself well. Why do you ask people to be like you? Besides, when they arrive, they don't even have a sip of tea, so they let them go to work. As a master, how to treat guests?" Han Ying said with a playful smile, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Xiao Wenwen gave him a hard look, seeing the perverted brat.

"Haha Wenwen may be so happy to see a female companion finally come, Ming Jing, don't take it to heart, go to work in the fields if you want, we will not force you." Zhao Xinrong stepped forward to smooth things over.

Ming Jing looks too much like a young lady who doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers. She is probably another master with a background. She is here to catch the traffic of Qu Feitai. This kind can only be held, you have to let her go to work in the field , Tired after taking two steps, and then turn to the money owner to sue them, invisibly offending people without knowing it.

Zhao Xinrong, who has spent half his life in the entertainment industry, knows how to behave like a young lady.

Anyway, when the time comes for post-editing, just cut out all the monsters, as long as the audience's public opinion prevails.

"Okay." Ming Jing nodded happily.

She agreed so easily, the smile on Zhao Xinrong's face remained unchanged, but a sneer sneered in his heart.

It seems that this guy doesn't even bother to save face. Who is the newcomer that the capital is going to praise?

Look at this magnificent canary raised by rich people.

Xiao Wenwen said: "Ming Jing, I will take you to the room to put your luggage first. There are not many rooms here, so you can sleep with me at night."

Speaking of carrying Ming Jing's suitcase, he exaggeratedly said: "Ming Jing, why do you have so little stuff?"

Ming Jing took it and said calmly: "Travel with simplicity." Hua Luo went upstairs with his luggage lightly.

Xiao Wenwen was stunned for a moment, and hurried to catch up.

Han Ying said to Qu Feitai: "Brother Qu, let's go upstairs to put our luggage, and I'll show you around here after putting the luggage down, the scenery is really nice."

Qu Feitai nodded towards Zhao Xinrong and Zou Jingyu, and went upstairs with the suitcase. Han Ying wanted to help Qu Feitai carry it, but Qu Feitai refused.

Zou Jingyu took a sip of tea, looked in the direction of the second floor, and said with a smile, "This episode's ratings are going to explode."

Zhao Xinrong said: "Qu Feitai is very different from what I imagined. He is said to be aloof, but I think he is fine, he is a humble young man."

Hua Luo glanced at the camera, lowered his voice and said, "This is Ming Jing, where did he come from?"

Zou Jingyu shook his head calmly: "I don't know, you can ask the director."

Zhao Xinrong rolled his eyes at him: "Didn't Sister Zhang tell you? I don't believe it. Let me give you a letter so that my brother can also prepare."

Sister Zhang is Zhang Yun, the chief producer of the show, and Zou Jingyu's wife. It is Zhang Yun's job to invite guests.

Zou Jingyu coughed: "Old Zhao, sometimes you are too cautious. No matter what her background is, she is just a guest on the show. Just treat her normally."

Zhao Xinrong smacked and said, "I see."

Judging from Zou Jingyu's tone, he should have no background, so he can breathe a sigh of relief.

Zou Jingyu just smiled and continued drinking tea.

There are three rooms in total on the second floor, a master bedroom with a Datong bunk where Zou Jingyu, Zhao Xinrong and Han Ying slept, a single room that Qu Feitai could only get the treatment of, and Ming Jing and Xiao Wenwen slept in the same room .

The room was small, with a single bed on the left and right walls, Xiao Wenwen pointed to the bed next to the door: "You can sleep on this."

There were two open suitcases on the ground, clothes were thrown everywhere, a long table against the wall was full of bottles and cans, and the half-drunk overnight flower tea in a large cup exuded an unfriendly smell .

On the small bed against the wall, the quilt and pillow were rolled into one piece, the half-eaten potato chips were thrown on the head of the bed, and hair and potato chip crumbs were scattered on the ground.

Ming Jing glanced lightly, and walked to the bed, only to see a few clothes thrown on the bed.

Xiao Wenwen quickly took it away, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, the director notified me late, and I didn't have time to clean it up. Although it looks chaotic, there is order in the chaos."

Ming Jing ignored her and lowered his head to open the suitcase. Xiao Wenwen leaned over and took a look. She thought it was full of things, but she didn't know that there were fewer things than she thought.

A pair of pajamas, a change of clothes, a small wash bag, and a storage bag that should be for underwear.

No snacks, no cosmetics, no fancy clothes...

Xiao Wenwen stared at the girl's fair skin without a trace of blemish, this person set up too much.

SPIEGEL: Do you all think that I am setting up people?