The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 272 Fog (Part 2)

Ming Jing was going to read a book in the afternoon, and Ye Zhen, Liu Muxue made an appointment to go shopping.

The two had just left on their front feet when Zheng Qing came on their back feet.

Smelling the smell of hot pot that hadn't dissipated in the room, his eyes were sad: "You don't call me for hot pot."

Ming Jing sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a thin blanket covering his knees, holding a book in his hand, flipping through it leisurely.

Zheng Qing walked over to take a look at the cover, and raised his eyebrows: "Yun Shangfeng? You asked me to buy the copyright of this book at a high price. It turns out that you like it yourself. I don't know that you still have a martial arts dream."

Ming Jing smiled, and his eyes fell on the high-rise buildings outside the French windows from the paper.

"Flame still has an investment gap of 200 million yuan, you can make up for it."

Zheng Qing took an orange from the fruit plate, peeled off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. He jumped lightly and sat on the storage cabinet by the balcony, with one leg bent, looking indescribably handsome.

"Two hundred million? That's easy to say, can you guarantee it will be popular?"

"Support the arts, so that Director Yu can film with peace of mind and not be kidnapped by capital." Ming Jing said lightly.

Zheng Qing almost believed it, "Where is Yun Shangfeng?"

Ming Jing's eyes gradually deepened, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Let's plan a shoot, contact the best team."

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows, grabbed the book in Ming Jing's hand and flipped through it: "Isn't it just a martial arts novel? What attracted you? There are more IPs that are better than it."

This book is very famous, but Zheng Qing thinks the story is a good one, but the writing and story coordination skills are still not good, and this novel is seriously fragmented, otherwise it could be better.

"I like."

"Okay, since you like it, then I will invite the best professional team to make the best martial arts movie for you."

"I'll write the script." Ming Jing curled his lips, "By the way, contact the original author, complete the copyright, and complete the contract."

The copyright is only for three years, and there are only film and television copyrights, and a series of copyrights such as animation publishing audiobooks are still in the hands of the original author.

Zheng Qing rubbed his chin, why did Ding Jing smash this book?

This is a debatable question.

"Don't worry, I'll take it for you. It just so happens that the author is from Jingzhou. I'll find time to make an appointment to perfect the copyright."

"After talking about the novel, let's talk about something else. I discovered a secret in Xue An." After Zheng Qing finished speaking, he looked at Ming Jing calmly.

Ming Jing remained calm and raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What secret?"

"His Bai Yueguang more than ten years ago was Ah Yu, so is it possible that you are Xue An's child?"

Ming Jing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "Arabian Nights."

"Don't you believe it? But I have proof."

Zheng Qing listed a series of so-called evidences from her investigation and reasoning, proving that Jiang Yu had an affair with Xue An back then.

Ming Jing rubbed between his brows helplessly. How could she tell Zheng Qing whether Jiang Yu had given birth to a child? Could she not be clear as the person involved? But Zheng Qing was convinced.

One wrong step, one wrong step, Zheng Qing ran farther and farther on this road.

But to deny it would make her existence illogical.

This is an unsolvable proposition.

Mingjing neither admitted nor denied it, in Zheng Qing's eyes, it was tacit agreement.

"The two seem to have nothing to do with each other, but I'm sure that Ah Yu's death has something to do with Xue An. No wonder you have been paying attention to Xue An. Did you already know about it?" Looking back now, although Ming Jing She didn't show it deliberately, but she had been paying attention to Xue An silently.

During the long silence, Zheng Qing has been waiting for her explanation.

The night fell, and the lights outside the window were dim.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the stars and moon outside the floor-to-ceiling windows cast a little light, reflecting the moonlight under my feet.

"Nighthawk used Xue An to lure her to the snow mountain, and set up a net when she was unprepared."

The girl's calm and indifferent tone seemed to be telling a simple story, but Zheng Qing was terrified when he heard it.

"She was seriously injured, and surrounded by twenty elite soldiers, she couldn't escape."

Ming Jing raised her jade hand and gently brushed her white skirt, her beautiful face was gentle and indifferent.

"No one can leave the organization alive. Her freedom came at the price of her life, but she never regretted it."

Ming Jing raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.

She has never regretted every choice.

Zheng Qing clenched her fists, her eyes were red: "Ah Yu...."

Soon she gritted her teeth and said, "Nighthawk, I will never let him go."

Ming Jing smiled and shook his head.

Zheng Qing was stunned: "What are you laughing at?"

"Nighthawk was not the only one who wanted Jiang Yu to die back then."

A dead body, buried deep in the ground, the flesh and blood rotted, the cells died, and what was left in the end was a pair of dry bones.

Just like some things, after years of age, the face will be blurred, but the context is becoming clearer and clearer.

Push through the heavy fog, and finally see the blue sky.

Zheng Qing was shocked: "Who else wants to kill you? How much hatred do you have against you? You have such a good personality, who did you offend?"

Ming Jing lowered his eyes and smiled, his fair face was as gorgeous as fireworks but ethereal.

"Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty."

Her eyes fell on the cover of the novel. Yun Shangfeng's three big black characters were bold and unrestrained, elegant and unrestrained, with a chivalrous spirit.

Next to it is written the word "Author Xiang Kui".

Ming Jing brushed the word "Xiang Kui" with his fingers, and the smile on his lips became more gentle, but his eyes were as cold and deep as a cold pool.

Zheng Qing was in a daze, and it became more and more like a fog, unable to sort out his thoughts.

Is it because she doesn't know enough about Ah Yu?

"You tell me who they are, I must kill them to avenge Ah Yu." Zheng Qing said through gritted teeth.

"No rush, I have plenty of time to play with them slowly."

Zheng Qing looked up, under the moonlight, the girl's eyes were as gentle as water, but Zheng Qing shivered suddenly.

The softer Ming Jing smiled, the more serious the matter was.

Those people wish they were lucky.

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On November 14th, the sky was a bit gloomy, which is always the case in winter in Jingzhou, and there is very little time to see the sun.

On this day, the entertainment circle was blown up.

Director Yu Dawei's new work "Flame" is extremely concerned in the industry, and on this day, the crew held a launch conference in Jingzhou, and the cast was finally announced.

The mysterious girl Yu also unveiled the mystery on this day.

He is a little-known newcomer, the public is a little disappointed, and suspects that Yu Dawei's vision has regressed.

On the other hand, the actress of the second female lead is very eye-catching. The Internet ridiculed that this was a resource guy forced in by some investor, and Yu Dawei deliberately found a beautiful supporting actress to be the heroine.

When it was announced that Zhou Zhengru would play the male lead, the entire network was surprised, but it was reasonable to think about it, and the two walls joined forces.

Ye Zhen and Lan Huixin stood together, Ye Zhen was wearing a loose padded jacket, she looked very bloated, compared with the "beautiful frozen people" of the surrounding actresses, it was too eye-catching.

Lan Huixin rubbed her arms and sneezed: "I made a mistake, if I knew it was so cold, I must wrap myself in a down jacket."

Ye Zhen took off the padded jacket and put it on her shoulders, Lan Huixin said quickly: "No need."

Ye Zhen said with a smile, "I'm wearing one underneath, and I'm in good health, so I'm not afraid of the cold. You should wear it. Don't catch a cold, or it will delay the shooting process."

Ming Xin was forced to practice Baduanjin by Ming Jing since she was a child, and her physical fitness is much better than ordinary people. Even if she lay down for several months, after these days of cultivation, she recovered quickly.

The winter in the nunnery is more difficult than it is now, but I still survived. It can be said that the teachers and sisters are all able to bear the cold.

Lan Hui said gratefully, "Thank you."

Ye Zhen patted her on the shoulder: "You are Ming Jing's friend, and that is my friend. Say thank you and we will see each other. We will spend a long time together day and night. You are welcome."

Lan Huixin inhaled her red nose, the cold wind blowing on her body made her heart feel warm.

This scene was photographed by the media, which caused another speculation on the Internet.

The public originally wanted to watch the excitement, but who knew that the two actresses were quite harmonious, and the heroine was even more generous, so she directly took off the padded jacket to the second female lead.

There are also people who insinuated Miss Yu's hypocrisy.

This is the case in the entertainment industry, one look and one word can split countless meanings, it's purely full.

"Flame" is booming, and the next step is a week-long script reading.

Li Tingting and two roommates saw photos of the opening ceremony on the Internet, and saw a familiar face beside Ms. Yu.

The three of them looked at each other, seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.

What kind of shit did Lan Huixin step on?