The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 389 Tolerance

Holding the microphone, the young man said unhurriedly: "In the final finishing stage, I won't keep everyone waiting too long. Here, I want to say sorry to the fans who have always supported me."

"I'm not sorry at all, brother, as long as you are happy, we will be happy."

"He even apologized to us, he is obviously such a proud person."

"The light in his eyes is gone, what happened to my brother?"

The once high-spirited, proud and noble boy's eyes have become deep and calm, and there is no trace of vitality anymore, making him more unpredictable and frightening.

Did he grow up and become calm and introverted, or did he encounter some kind of blow?

Everyone has no way of knowing.

It's just that at this moment, the bottom of my heart is heavy and uncomfortable.

They love the boy's talent, his unbridled freedom, and his unbridled pride, all of which have become yesterday.

It seems that something has left them forever.

Qu Feitai turned around with the signature pen, and saw a smart and free signature at a glance. The simple two words, like a spell, made him stunned in place for an instant.

Soon Qu Feitai lowered his gaze, and signed his own name next to the name.

The flamboyant and phoenix dances, with the same free and elegant handwriting, those who didn't know thought it was from the same person.

The front row of the venue, which can accommodate thousands of people, is already full of guests, and it can be said that the stars are shining brightly and extremely dazzling.

In the first row are the leaders of the organizer, the top executives of Fengling Magazine, and media representatives, and the remaining empty seats in the middle are the seats of the first-line celebrities.

There is a name on the back of each seat, and the star will find his seat according to the name.

It took a lot of effort to arrange the seats of these first-line celebrities. The organizers had a lot of brain cells.

In the end, several people were selected, namely Zou Jingyu, Yu Dawei, Zhou Zhengru, Qu Feitai and Ming Jing.

The organizer has hesitated for a long time between Ding Jing and Luo Ziyin. Luo Ziyin has also been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years. She is a representative of the beauties of the era. She has few works but is not low in popularity. It was still possible to overwhelm Zhao Ninghan, and the two people in charge had a big fight because of this.

"The mirror is not a star at all, why should she sit with these big guys? It's ridiculous to compare with Luo Ziyin."

"Tonight is a fashion festival for the whole society. If you only focus on celebrities, then your vision is too narrow. Although Mingjing is not a celebrity, her popularity and influence are not inferior to Luo Ziyin, and it can even be said that she is stronger than her." Ask Luo Ziyin what contribution she has made to society in terms of charity? Let me say that she is not qualified to compare with Ming Spiegel."

"You...you are simply unreasonable."

"Don't forget, this is in Jiangzhou. You let Miss Ran's family sit with a group of starlets, whose face are you hitting?"

One sentence completely made the other party dumb.

Stepping on the land of Jiangzhou, let the eldest lady of the Ran family sit on the bench, she will definitely die.

Therefore, Der Spiegel was placed in the first row, and Luo Ziyin was placed in the second row at position C.

However, the venue was not peaceful at the moment.

The staff walked to the first row, bent down and said respectfully: "Miss Zhao, you are sitting in the wrong seat, your seat is at the back..."

That's right, Zhao Ninghan sat in the wrong seat, and sat on Ming Jing's seat.

The staff didn't dare to say whether she did it on purpose, after all, this wasn't the first time there was a seat dispute in the entertainment industry.

It's just that Der Spiegel is about to enter the arena, and it will become more and more out of control.

The old god Zhao Ninghan sat there without moving, and said with a smile on her lips, "I didn't sit in the wrong seat, this is my seat."

This tone is intentional.

The staff stomped anxiously and asked the person in charge urgently for instructions on how to deal with it. This is not something that a small staff member can handle.

No matter how dull they are, everyone has noticed something is wrong.

Zhao Ninghan is taking the seat toughly. If she doesn't give face to the host, is she cutting herself off?

But after a little thought, I understand.

It is common for two people in the entertainment industry to compete for coffee positions, especially two people with similar status, they must have a tough attitude to take the lead, otherwise it will be too late for the other party to send out a draft.

Zhao Ninghan should occupy Luo Ziyin's position. One is popular and has works, while the other is relying on seniority to overwhelm others. It is understandable that Zhao Ninghan is not convinced.

The organizer is also too incompetent, the most annoying thing in the entertainment circle is seniority ranking.

Zhou Zhengru was a seat away. He glanced at Zhao Ninghan. Everyone didn't know it, but he saw it.

That's not Luo Ziyin's seat, it's Ming Spiegel's.

"Miss Zhao, take a step back, the sea and the sky are brighter, the trouble is too ugly, it won't end well, and you won't be able to save face." Zhou Zhengru said softly.

Ming Jing is Ming Xin's junior sister. On the one hand, he has selfish intentions and wants to protect Ming Jing, but on the other hand, he doesn't want the scene to be too ugly.

Zhao Ninghan pursed her lips: "Actor Zhou, you have always cared about your own business. Why, you finally couldn't help it? It seems that Miss Ming Jing is not ordinary to you."

Zhou Zhengru frowned, his tone lost his gentleness, and said in a deep voice, "Miss Zhao, I am doing it for your own good."

"Then I'll thank Best Actor Zhou." Zhao Ninghan sat there motionless.

That's all for Luo Ziyin, even an amateur can overwhelm her, Zhao Ninghan really can't swallow this breath.

She worked so hard on filming that she finally had her current status. If word spread that she was suppressed by an amateur, where would she save her face?

Zhao Ninghan has been torn apart by scandals recently, and she doesn't know what the special status of this Ming Jing is. She remembers that she participated in a variety show a few months ago, and was later revealed to be the daughter of an ordinary wealthy family in Jiangzhou.

It's nothing more than an ordinary wealthy family, and it's Jiangzhou, a place with an acre of land, Zhao Ninghan didn't take it to heart at all.

As long as the organizers don't know how to do things, they must be reminded.

Zhou Zhengru saw that she didn't eat oil and salt, so he didn't bother to remind her again. Some people insisted on dying, and they couldn't stop them.

The editor-in-chief Wen Na was the initiator and chief person in charge of tonight's event. When she heard the staff's report, Zhao Ninghan took the mirror's seat, cursed a curse, and walked out with a smile on her face.

"Ninghan, I'm sorry for you, my sister. The person who arranged the seats didn't wink, and even put you in the back. My sister has already told them, but this seat is reserved, so it can't be changed. When the time comes, it will be announced online If someone finds out that you have taken someone else's seat, it might be bad for your reputation? Netizens nowadays just listen to the wind and rain, and they won't listen to your explanation at all, and my sister is also thinking of you..."

Wen Na wandered among the stars all the year round, she was exquisite in appearance, long-sleeved and good at dancing, and Zhao Ninghan, who could speak only a few words, was shaken.

Zhao Ninghan is not an idiot, she quickly figured it out, and sat still: "Sister Wenna, I have also experienced a big black, a few words from netizens will not lose a piece of meat, but if I give up today, my picture face, I can’t see people at all, Sister Wenna, I came here because of your face, after all, you took good care of me before, but I didn’t expect that you would give me such an oolong, I Zhao Ninghan can't compare to an ordinary person? Who are you hitting in the face?"

This is a matter of dignity, and we must not back down.

Wen Na squinted her eyes, and her tone hardened: "Ning Han, Miss Ming Jing, we can't afford to offend her. Don't blame my sister for not persuading you."

Zhao Ninghan snorted disdainfully: "Why, she is still a gangster? No matter who she is, she has to behave. It's too beautiful for an amateur to try to overwhelm me."

Wen Na raised his eyebrows, saw Ming Jing walking in, and immediately left Zhao Ninghan behind to meet him personally.

Seeing that Wen Na left her and ran away, Zhao Ninghan turned her head and rolled her eyes angrily.

The editor-in-chief of a dignified first-line magazine is so flattering to flatter an amateur, it's almost laughable.

Looking at that amateur, Zhao Ninghan suddenly had a heart attack, her brows were deeply frowned, and her face was pale.

No one noticed that Pan Jingjing in the corner was holding a live broadcast with her mobile phone. The camera was aimed at Zhao Ninghan at the beginning. There were many curious people following her in the live broadcast room. They saw Zhao Ninghan and Wenna, although they were a little far away and couldn't hear clearly. What to say, but it can be roughly seen that the two seem to have a dispute.

Pan Jingjing explained in a low voice: "Zhao Ninghan took someone else's seat, and Wen Na is chasing her away. Unfortunately, Zhao Ninghan doesn't understand haha..."

Because the party has not yet officially started, the official live broadcast camera has not been turned on, so if you want to know the situation in the infield, you can only go through Pan Jingjing's live broadcast room.

Live broadcasting is a bit low. Celebrities don’t want to do it, and they will get stigmatized. An Internet celebrity like Pan Jingjing, who does everything she can to get a position, doesn’t have so many scruples. She started a live broadcast in order to attract traffic, and fans who heard the news soon went into a panic flooded into her live broadcast room.

After listening to Pan Jingjing's explanation, everyone frantically scrolled through the barrage——

"Whose seat is Zhao Ninghan occupying? Luo Ziyin's? The two of you are the same, so the organizer can't arrange the two of you together? Are you too good at handling things?"

"Zhao Ninghan's doing this is not very authentic. Taking up a seat in front of so many people, where do you let them sit? Just tear your face like this?"

"Hahaha I don't give you any face, I love it."

"Zhao Ninghan is too rigid, isn't she afraid of offending the organizer?"

"Am I the only one who thinks she's a little brainless? She clearly offended someone, and she has nothing to argue with Luo Ziyin. There's no need for the organizer to offend her because of Luo Ziyin. I think she's taking the role of the mirror."

One word awakens the dreamer.

"Sister, please be sober. You pretended to be dead and occupied the seat of Mingjing. Do you still want to leave Jiangzhou alive?"

"Hahaha I thought it was quite boring at first, but now there is a good show to watch."

"Sell melon seeds and beer stools in the front row..."

Most people ridicule, after all, no matter how powerful the Ran family is, it is impossible to directly kill and set fire to it, and read the popular science, they have transformed now, and they are no longer the gangsters they used to be. Now they are an industrial family group, but this family adopts Its management method is different from that of ordinary groups. What it does is still law-abiding. It is still a big taxpayer in Jiangzhou. Modern people are too afraid of it and demonized it.

Pan Jingjing didn't think it was a big deal to join in the fun, and the camera turned, "Mingjing is here, look at our editor-in-chief Winner, and trot to greet her, the young lady is too honorable."

All eyes on the scene fell on Ding Jing in an instant.

"Miss Ming Jing, you are finally here."

Wen Na's eyes flickered slightly, and she sighed: "I originally arranged for you in the first row, but Ning Han misunderstood her...Miss Mingjing, this is a mistake in our work, which caused you trouble, I am very sorry."

Isn't this Chi Guoguo's grabbing a seat?

If someone with a bad temper goes up, he will tear people up, after all, people have power and power without any scruples.

But the girl in front of her was unexpected, she was calm and calm, and smiled lightly.

"Editor Wen, you are serious. I am here for charity tonight. It doesn't matter where I sit."

She looked around, walked to the second row, and sat down in Zhao Ninghan's seat.

Ming Jing's move stunned Wen Na.

That's too easy to talk about, right? The contingency plan that came up in her mind was never used in time.

She couldn't go up or down in one breath, suffocating her to death.

The others didn't expect that she would just expose it so lightly, neither causing trouble for Zhao Ninghan nor embarrassing the organizer...

Naturally, she sat down in Zhao Ninghan's seat, as if it was an ordinary seat, without any meaning such as coffee status.

Her calm and breezy appearance opened everyone's eyes, and everyone could see that she was not afraid of trouble and didn't go to trouble Zhao Ninghan, but that she didn't pay attention to a small seat at all.

If only one seat represents identity, then this identity is too cheap.

There is such a kind of calm self-confidence in her body. Wherever she sits, she is the focus of attention.

The moon hangs in the sky, and it will not be dimmed by its position. On the contrary, people on the ground follow the footsteps of the moon and look up devoutly.

Zhao Ninghan's face turned pale, she would rather Mingjing rush up to argue with her, and fight with her, now there is a lot of attention.

In the end, the other party didn't even look at her, as if she was just a wild flower and weed by the roadside, and it wasn't worth her effort at all.

The other party didn't care about the seat she had tried so hard to grab.

Such indifference felt like a slap on the face, Zhao Ninghan's cheeks were burning hot.

Zhou Zhengru hooked his lips, this girl is really broad-minded, and the magic weapon to win is to keep the same and respond to all changes.

Looking at the way Zhao Ninghan was so angry that she was about to jump, she knew the magic power of this method.

People with real status don't care about a mere seat. Only those who lack it will hold it as a life-saving straw and never let go.

Ming Xin hugged Ming Jing's arm excitedly: "Junior Sister, that's great, we can sit together."

Mingxin is a newcomer, and he can be arranged next to Zhao Ninghan. The organizer is giving Mingjing and Yu Dawei double face.

Ming Jing smiled slightly: "Senior Sister."

The scene of the two sisters loving each other was recorded by the camera.

And in Pan Jingjing's live broadcast room, the sky was already full of scolding.

How magnanimous the bright mirror is, contrasts with how mean and narrow-minded Zhao Ninghan is. Her past filters are shattered, and foul language floods in.

Even her fans can't boast against their conscience.

This time it was really too much.

Everyone can understand that she snatched Luo Ziyin's seat, and everyone can understand that she snatched Der Spiegel, but now Der Spiegel let her go, but the public can't let her go.

Mingjing's tolerance, like a sharp sword, pierced her heart.

All the ugliness and dirtyness have nothing to hide in front of the spotless youth.