Blackstone Code Chapter 811: Effort and effort are different

The girl looked down at herself and didn't see anything wrong. This was the first time she had done this, and she was somewhat uncomfortable and shy.

Shyness is the biggest difference between her and other girls. Looking at the girls around who wish they didn't even wear their trousers and hung them directly on other people's bodies, the girl next to Lynch was still a little shy.

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

Because the boys, whether they are good or not, always revolve around her, she only has the experience of being pleasing, and she 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 tip of her hair to her shoulder.

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

It's funny that there's a layer of goosebumps under Lynch's fingers.

"We go to other places, there are too many people here..."

Lynch retracted his arm, his right hand was buckled, his thumb rested on the first knuckle of the retracted index finger, placed on the waist just below his shoulders, probably near the belt, which made his right arm naturally bend a little , with the elbows outward and the inside of the elbows forming a triangle.

The girl's natural skill passed through his arms, and her hand gently pressed on Lynch's right forearm, which has almost become part of people's life instinct.

It seems that there is no particular emphasis on how to place the hand and how far it is placed. In fact, the Federals have a more rigid emphasis on these things than the Gevlars.

If you did something wrong in Gavra, people just laughed at it, in the Commonwealth you did something wrong and they put these little things on the front page of the newspaper!

Of course, it can also be said that it is one of the few consumption methods for the upper class by the public. In fact, from some perspectives, there is not much difference between the Federation and Nagalil. Both societies have excellent societies. mechanism to make the bottom of society comfortable with the status quo.

The house is very big. Under the guidance of the housekeeper, they found a side hall with no one.

Or rather, from the beginning, this side room was prepared for Lynch.

There is a TV inside, a small bar, some prepared food are placed on the table, and there is even a small door in the room, you don't have to guess where the door leads to, and everything you can think of They have already thought about it.

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

It can be seen that the designer is very attentive in this regard. This design is quite innovative and does not occupy too much space. Many people like this kind of wine cabinet.

"What would you like to drink?"

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

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

He pours some for himself, then looks at the girl.

The girl hesitated, but finally nodded, drinking a little wine would help everything that might happen next, "It's good for you!".

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

"Nellie...", she held the wine glass in both hands, and there were many small movements in her hands, and it was obvious that she was very nervous now.

After she said her name, she took a sip of wine, and then her face turned rosy.

Obviously, the degree of these wines exceeded Nellie's imagination. In fact, it was not that the degree of alcohol was too high, it was just that she did not drink alcohol of this degree before or not often.

"Nellie?", Lynch repeated, sitting in a relaxed posture, took a sip from his wine glass, "Nice name."

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

Nellie keeps the glass in both hands, as if doing so would provide her with some security and ease her nervousness.

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

"You said just now that I still have some flaws in me, don't know where it is?"

Lynch smiled and didn't take up the topic, but talked about the whole process of the girl's arrival in Laltimore. He was like a good listener and would not interrupt the girl's understanding of this period of time. Memories and reflections.

At the end, she was a little dazed.

She sat on the sofa and her whole body suddenly changed dramatically, like... an epiphany?

After working hard and persevering for so long, everything in front of her and her current situation make all her previous perseverance meaningless and pale.

She even regretted going to Laltimore from that small, underdeveloped city to find her dream, and even more regretted coming here, dressing herself up like a dirty gift and sending it to others.

She was silent and did not speak, while Lynch looked at her expression, looked at her confused expression, which was a very interesting experience.

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

Observing a person is a very interesting job, he didn't disturb Nelly's "epiphany" at this time, taking a sip of wine from time to time, as if waiting for something.

After three or four minutes, Nellie withdrew from her long thinking, her mood was a little low, "Sorry, I lost my mind."

She is still a little hesitant. Sometimes people's awakening of self is only a momentary thing!

Lynch began to speak at this time, "I saw you and reminded me of another girl!"

Look, is there anyone more fuckin' and more fuckin' words than this?

But then again, no matter how **** up Lynch is, the girl has 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 had to answer Lynch's question even if she didn't want to let things go. This was a matter of courtesy.

Lynch raised her eyebrows slightly, with a high-spirited bearing, "Penny, you know, they call her..."

"The Queen of the New Generation!" Nellie picked up Lynch's words in an instant, filling in what he didn't finish.

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

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

Without Lynch, or without Lynch, she is nothing!

A nineteen-year-old girl, what kind of drama can she act, and she really thinks that she is the leader of the new generation of actresses without complimenting her on Mr. Lynch's face?

I don't know how many times Nelly has heard similar words. She herself has seen several movies starring Penny, and I have to say that the girl is very talented in acting, but it is far from "new generation". Queen" such a height!

What really gave her such a title was Lynch's ubiquitous influence.

As long as Lynch has a little bit of a statement and a little bit of what he means, those high-flying production companies in Laldimore will spread the red carpet from the company all the way to Penny's door like the lowest servants, kneeling Let her sign a huge contract at her feet.

Nellie is also jealous of Penny, she has such good resources that almost any script that suits her will more or less ask her if she is willing to play before shooting.

Some people say that when she doesn't have a job, she has at least ten scripts waiting for her to choose every day.

But think about yourself again, you have already worked hard to study and work, but you haven't even read or touched a formal script.

At most, I would sit in the company bus and crowd with a group of people to the filming site. When they got there, the staff explained where they stood, what expressions and actions they made, and then flashed in front of the camera to end. .

Many times their faces are cut off without a chance to appear on the big screen.

On the other hand, Penny, the fire is a mess, this is the real life.

Not reconciled?

Yes, not reconciled.

Is it unfair?

Very unfair!

Lynch smiled at her expression~IndoMTL.com~ 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 found it right from the start, placing the glass on the coffee table. "The most common thing I hear is someone complaining, 'I've worked so hard, why haven't I succeeded'"

"These people always feel that the world is unfair to them, but they don't realize that hard work is not the same as hard work."

Lynch's tone is very soft, very gentle, but also very indifferent, showing a kind of indifference that looks like a **** looking down on the world, everything is just his toy.

He raised his hand to brush away the girl's hair hanging down on her chest, raised his fingertips, and tapped lightly on her shoulder, "Gold and iron ore are both ore. Are the two sides of equal value?"

His eyes were fixed on his fingertips, the fingertips slowly downward, the girl's body trembled slightly, "It's the same effort, you practice acting in front of the mirror in a closed room, you may not be able to perform in a year. Able to take on the role of a protagonist."

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

"You may think this is the biggest injustice, but how do you understand that others don't have as much effort and dedication as you?"

"Concentration is different!"