0811 There Is a Difference Between Hard Work and Hard Work

The girl looked down at herself and found nothing wrong. This was her first time doing this, so she was still a little uncomfortable and shy.

Shyness is the biggest difference between her and other girls. Looking at the girls around her who want to hang their pants directly on other people's bodies, the girl next to Lin Qi is still a little shy.

She used to be a proud person, which also made her not know how to please a man.

Because those boys, whether they are excellent or not, are always around her. She only has experience of being pleased and has no experience of pleasing others.

"I...I don't know, Mr. Lynch!" The girl stood in front of Lynch, and Lynch's hand moved from the ends of her hair to her shoulders.

Her eyes struggled for a moment, and she instinctively wanted to escape, but her reason prevented her from doing so.

Lynch had goosebumps under his fingers, which was funny.

"We went to other places, there were too many people here..."

Lynch retracted his arm, clasped his right hand, and put his thumb against the first joint of the retracted index finger, placing it on his waist just below his shoulder, probably near the belt. This made his right arm naturally bend, and his elbow Outward, the inside of the elbow forms a triangle.

The girl passed through his arm naturally, and gently pressed her hand on Lynch's right forearm. This has almost become an instinctive part of people's lives.

It seems that there is nothing particular about how to place your hands and to what extent. In fact, the Federation people are more rigid about these things than the Gefra people.

If you do something wrong in Gefra, people will laugh at it at most. If you do something wrong in the Federation, they will put these small things on the front page of the newspaper!

Of course, it can also be said that it is one of the few consumption methods of the upper class. In fact, from some perspectives, there is not much difference between the Federation and Nagaril. Both societies have excellent social mechanisms, which makes Those at the bottom of society are content with the status quo.

The house was very large, and under the guidance of the housekeeper, they found an empty side hall.

In other words, this side hall was prepared for Lynch from the beginning.

There is a TV inside, a small bar, and some prepared food on the table. There is even a small door in the room. You don’t need to guess where the door leads to. They have already covered everything they can think of. I got it.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked yet, what's your name?" Lynch walked to the bar and took out two wine glasses. The wine cabinet was a honeycomb-shaped wall, and each honeycomb contained a bottle of wine.

It can be seen that the designer is very careful in this aspect. This design is quite novel and does not take up too much space. Many people like this kind of wine cabinet.

"Want something to drink?"

Lynch took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet. The amber liquid swayed in the transparent glass bottle, occasionally colliding with some foam, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Pulling off the cap, a strong smell of wine came out from the mouth of the small bottle.

He poured some for himself and looked at the girl.

The girl hesitated, but finally nodded. Drinking some wine would be helpful for what might happen next, "Just what you have is fine!"

Lynch walked to the edge of the sofa with two glasses of wine. He handed one of them over, "You haven't told me your name yet."

"Nelly..." She was holding the wine glass with both hands, and there were many small movements in her hands. It was obvious that she was very nervous now.

After she said her name, she took a sip of wine, and then her face became rosier.

Obviously, the alcohol content of these wines exceeded Nelly's imagination. In fact, it wasn't that the alcohol content was too high, it was just that she had not drunk wine with this alcohol content before or did not drink it very often.

"Nelly?" Lynch repeated, his sitting posture was very relaxed, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "It's a very nice name."

At this time, one of the two people was nervous and the other was completely relaxed, just like two extremes.

Nellie always held the wine glass with both hands, as if doing so could provide her with some security and relieve her nervousness.

She pursed her lips and suddenly asked, "Mr. Lynch..."

"You said just now that I still have some flaws, where are they?"

Lynch smiled and did not pick up the topic. Instead, he talked about the entire process of the girl's arrival at Laldismo. He was like a good listener and would not interrupt the girl's memories and reflections on this period. .

By the end, she was a little confused.

Her whole state suddenly changed dramatically while sitting on the sofa, as if... she had an epiphany?

After working hard and persisting for so long, everything she saw now and her own situation made all her previous persistence meaningless and pale.

She even regretted leaving that small, not very developed city to go to Laldemo to pursue her dream. She even regretted coming here and dressing herself up like an obscene gift and delivering it to others.

She was silent and didn't speak, while Lynch looked at her expression and her confused look. It was a very interesting experience.

There doesn't need to be any large-scale changes on her face, no need to wink, just some changes in the pupils are enough to express a lot of things.

Observing a person is a very interesting job. He did not disturb Nellie's "epiphany" at this time, and took a sip of wine from time to time, as if waiting for something.

After three or four minutes, Nelly withdrew from her long thoughts. She was a little depressed and said, "Sorry, I was distracted."

She was still a little hesitant. Sometimes people awaken to themselves only for a moment!

Lynch started to speak at this time, "When I see you, it reminds me of another girl!"

Look, could there be a more fucked-up person and a more fucked-up word?

But then again, no matter how fucked up what Lynch said, the girl had to listen.

She didn't interrupt, but Lynch looked at her with a smile and interacted, "You must know her..."

"Who is she?" At this point, Nellie must answer Lynch's question even if she is unwilling to let the matter develop. This is a polite question.

Lin Qi's eyebrows were slightly raised, with a high-spirited demeanor, "Penny, you know, they call her..."

"Queen of the new generation!" Nelly immediately caught up with Lynch's words and filled in what he had not finished.

Since the relationship between Penny and Lynch was completely exposed, the topic about Penny has been circulating in this small circle.

Many people who are jealous of her say that she has no ability, but she only climbed into Lynch's bed and that's why she has such great fame and status now.

Without Lynch, or without Lynch, she is nothing!

What kind of drama can a nineteen-year-old girl do? She just flatters her for Mr. Lynch's sake and really thinks she is the leader of the new generation of actresses?

Nellie has heard similar words countless times. She has also watched several movies starring Penny. I have to say that the girl is very talented in acting, but she is far from the "new generation queen". The height of planting!

What really gives her such a title is Lynch's ubiquitous influence.

As long as Lynch expresses his position and reveals what he means, the high-ranking production companies in Laldimore will roll out the red carpet from the company to Penny's door like the lowest servants, and kneel before her. Let her sign a huge contract at your feet.

Nellie was also jealous of Penny. She had such good resources that she would be asked more or less if she was willing to star in almost every script that suited her before filming.

Some people say that when she is not working, there are at least ten scripts waiting for her to choose every day.

But think about myself again, I have obviously studied and worked very hard, but I have never even read or touched a formal script.

At most, they would take a company bus and crowd together with a group of people to go to the shooting location. When they got there, the staff would tell them where they were standing, what expressions and movements they were making, and then they would flash in front of the camera and it would be over.

Many times their faces never get a chance to appear on the big screen and are cut out.

On the other hand, Penny is in a complete mess. This is real life.

Not willing to give in?

Yes, not willingly.

Isn't it fair?

Very unfair!

Lynch looked at her expression and smiled, "You have a fatal flaw. You are not determined enough, and you cannot see the world clearly."

"Or you never push yourself, you always leave yourself a little way out, so you never know where your potential is."

Lynch discovered it from the beginning. He put the wine glass on the coffee table. "The most common thing I hear is that people complain, 'I have worked hard, why haven't I succeeded yet?'"

"These people always feel that the world is unfair to them, but they don't realize that there is a difference between hard work and hard work."

Lynch's tone was very soft and gentle, but also very indifferent, revealing a kind of aloof indifference like a god looking down on the world. Everything was just his toy.

He raised his hand to lift the girl's hair hanging on her chest, raised his fingertips, and gently tapped her shoulder, "Gold ore and iron ore are both ores. Are the values ​​of both parties equal?"

He stared at his fingertips, which slowly moved downwards. The girl's body trembled slightly, "With the same effort, if you practice your performance in front of the mirror in a closed room, you may not be able to receive the call for a year. A protagonist’s role.”

"But some people can make the protagonist annoying with just one sentence."

"You may think this is the greatest unfairness, but how do you understand that other people's efforts and contributions are not as much as yours?"

"The semen content is different!"