The girl looked down at herself and found nothing 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. Look at the girls around who can't wait to wear their pants and hang directly on other people. The girl next to Lynch is still a bit shy.

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

　　Because the boys, no matter how good or not, are always around her, she only has the experience of being pleased, and there is no experience of being pleased by others.

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

　　 Her eyes struggled for a moment, she instinctively wanted to escape, but her reason didn't let her do that.

　　 There is a layer of goose bumps under Lynch's finger, which is very interesting.

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

Lynch retracted his arm, his right hand buckled, and his thumb was placed on the first joint of the retracted index finger, placed at the waist just below the shoulder, probably near the belt, which made his right arm naturally bend a little, elbow Outwardly, a triangle is formed on the inside of the elbow.

　　 The girl's natural skills passed through his arms, and her hand was gently pressed on the forearm of Lynch's right hand. This has almost become a part of people's life instincts.

　　How to put the hands, and to what extent, it seems that there is no particularity. In fact, the federal people are more rigid and particular about these things than the Gevlar people.

　　What did you do wrong in Gevlar, people laughed at most, and if you did wrong in the Federation, they will 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 ways people consume the upper class. In fact, from some perspectives, there is not much difference between the Federation and Nagalil. Both societies have excellent social mechanisms. The bottom of society is content with the status quo.

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

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

There is a TV inside, a small bar, and some processed 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 everything they can think of. I got 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 is filled with a bottle of wine.

　　 It can be seen that the designer is very careful in this aspect. This design is still a very novel design and does not occupy too much space. Many people like this wine cabinet.

　　 "What would you like to drink?"

　　 Lynch pulled out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet. The amber liquid shook in the translucent glass bottle, occasionally bumping into some bubbles, and disappearing in a blink of an eye.

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

　　 He poured some for himself, and then looked at the girl.

　　 The girl hesitated, but in the end she nodded. Drinking some wine will help everything that might happen next, "You have it!"

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

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

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

　　 Obviously, the degree of these wines exceeds Nelly's imagination. In fact, it is not that the degree of alcohol is too high, but she has not drunk alcohol of this degree before or not very often.

　　 "Nelly?" Lynch repeated, sitting very relaxed, taking a sip from his wine glass, "A nice name."

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

　　 Nelly is always holding the wine glass in both hands, as if doing so can provide her with some sense of security and relieve her tension.

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

　　 "Just now you said that I still have some flaws. I don't know where it is?"

Lynch smiled, did not answer the topic, but talked about the whole process of the girl’s arrival in Laldimore. He is like a good listener and will not interrupt the girl’s memories and reflections on this period of time. .

　　 At the end, she was a little at a loss.

　　 The state of her whole person sitting on the sofa suddenly changed drastically, as if it was... an epiphany?

　　 worked hard for so long, persisted for so long, everything in front of her and her own situation made her previous persistence become meaningless and pale.

　　 She even regrets that she went to Laldimore from that less developed small city to find her dream, and she regretted that she came here and sent her dress like a nasty gift to others.

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

　　 There is no need for any large-scale changes on her face, no need to squeeze the eyebrows, just some changes in the pupils, it is 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. He took a sip of wine from time to time, as if waiting for something.

　　 Three or four minutes later, Nelly retreated from the long thoughts. She was a little depressed, "Sorry, I'm lost."

　　 She still hesitates, sometimes people's awakening of themselves is only a momentary thing!

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

　　 Look, is there someone more **** and more **** than this?

　　 But then again, no matter how **** Lynch is, the girl must listen.

　　 She did not interrupt, but Lynch looked at her with a smile and interacted, "You must know her..."

　　 "Who is she?" At this point, Nelly must answer Lynch's question even if she is unwilling to let things go on. This is a polite question.

　　 Lynch raised her eyebrows slightly, with an air of spirit, "Penn, you know, they call her..."

　　 "The Queen of the New Generation!" Nelly took Lynch's words in an instant and added what he hadn't finished.

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

　　 Many people who are jealous of her say that she is incapable of herself, but because she has climbed into Lynch’s bed, she has such a great reputation and status now.

　　 If there is no Lynch, or if you leave Lynch, she is nothing!

　　 What kind of play does a 19-year-old girl play? If you don’t see Mr. Lynch’s face complimenting her, you really think you are the leader of the new generation of actresses?

I don’t know how many times Nelly has heard similar words. She herself has seen several movies starring Penny. She has to say that the girl is very talented in acting, but she is still far from the "new generation queen". Kind of height!

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

As long as Lynch speaks a little bit and reveals his meaning a little bit, Raldimore’s superior production companies will spread the red carpet from the company all the way to Petunia’s door like the lowest servants, kneeling on her. Let her sign a huge contract.

　　 Nelly is also jealous of Petunia. She has such good resources. Before shooting almost all the scripts that suit her, she will more or less ask if she is willing to play.

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

　　Think about yourself again. I have been studying and working very hard, but I haven't even read or touched a formal script.

　　 At most, it was a company bus and a group of people huddled together to go to the shooting site. When they arrived, the staff explained where they were standing, what expressions and actions they made, and then flashed in front of the camera and it was over.

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

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

　　 Not reconciled?

　　 Yes, not reconciled.

　　 Isn't it fair?

　　 Very unfair!

　　 Lynch looked at her expression and smiled~lightnovelpub.net~ You have a fatal flaw in your body. You are not determined enough and can't see the world clearly. "

　　 "In other words, you have never forced yourself, you always leave yourself a retreat, so that you never know where your potential is."

　　 Lynch found out from the beginning, he put the wine glass on the coffee table, "The most common thing I hear is that someone complains, ‘I’ve worked very hard, why I haven’t succeeded yet’"

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

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

　　 He raised his hand and lifted the girl's hair hanging on his chest, raised his fingertips, and gently tapped her shoulders, "Gold mine and iron ore are both ore, are the values ​​of the two equal?"

His eyes were fixed on his fingertips, and the fingertips slowly moved downwards. The girl's body trembled slightly, "It's the same effort. You practice acting in a closed room in front of the mirror. You may not be able to receive it in a year. The role of a protagonist."

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

　　 "You may think that this is the biggest unfairness, but how do you understand that others do not have as much effort and effort as you?"

　　 "The amount of precision is different!"