imperial psychologist

Chapter 510 Reservations
This momentary thought was like a lightning bolt, which made her feel painful and surging at the same time.

She chewed through everything in the past, and even though it was painful, she just couldn't help thinking about it and remembering it over and over again, as if she wanted to crush them all and look at them carefully.

All things lost and found, gained and lost;

All the past events that first tasted joy in the first moment, and the huge waves in the next moment;
Missed again and again, on the brink of failure...

Suddenly, Berlin thought of "The Old Man and the Sea", and she suddenly felt that she was the old fisherman in the story—the old fisherman who was fighting with a group of ferocious sharks alone on the rough sea.

At this moment, her hands and feet are covered with invisible shackles, and the fate of life and death is only a thought of the superior.

With such a disparity in strength, there was almost no suspense about the outcome. She knew that there was nothing she could do about it, but she was still unwilling to bow her head and obey—she just didn't want to obey!

"A person is not born to be defeated. You can eliminate him, but you cannot defeat him."

Thinking of this sentence, Bo Ling couldn't help but bury his head in the quilt, and tried his best to hold back his sobs.

Even though Bai Yi is not here, Shisi is not here, her old friends have turned against each other, and she has long since lost control of her own destiny—but she suddenly realizes that she is not alone after all.

In the back of her mind, there is an entire brilliant human civilization living there, and there are 1 human stars that have passed away shining in the galaxy of history.

That was where she came from, and where she came from. Although there were only a few hundred of them that she could name, each of these old friends who only lived in her memory was full of passionate emotions. Fighting spirit and gushing strength.

——How could she be an old fisherman fighting alone?

Even if the people standing opposite hold thousands of troops in their hands, they will not be able to attack her place in the slightest. Those brave and upright heroic spirits are her army... She is evenly matched!

This thought instantly made Bai Ling laugh, tears wet the pillow, and she knew that she had passed another dangerous night safely.

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The next morning, the girls got up early. Now they no longer have to work under the supervision and whipping of the turtle claws as they did when they first came here, but there are still many things to do every day.

While washing, Ai Songqing looked at Bo Ling with some concern—her eyes were slightly red and swollen, as if she had cried at night.

"Are you okay?" Ai Songqing asked without beginning or end.

Bai Ling didn't react, and looked at her inexplicably, so Ai Songqing pointed to his eyes, "Your eyes seem to be red..."

Bo Ling was taken aback for a moment, and she smiled, "Because I had a few dreams last night."

"Nightmare?"

Bo Ling shook his head, "Sweet dream."

Ai Songqing didn't find a suitable gap to ask "Why does Meimeng cry?", they quickly changed their clothes and went downstairs to gather.

Generally speaking, you still have to work in the morning and in the morning, and the specific affairs are arranged by Turtle Claw;
In the afternoon and evening, they began to make up for the "doorkeeper skills" in Baihuaya - singing and dancing, piano art, poetry, chess, calligraphy and painting.

It wasn't until the first time today that I went to practice dancing with everyone in a nearby dance hall, that Bo Ling felt that the masters here were very perfunctory in teaching them—even worse than the Liyuan master who taught them superficial kung fu Carefully.

When some big lectures were held, there were nearly a hundred people in the hall listening, and most of the time it was crowded, and Bo Ling felt a little out of breath sitting in it, let alone listening attentively.

Later, Bai Ling heard that the bustard paid for them to attend lectures here, so the bustard would come here from time to time to check everyone's learning results.

I don't know if it's because Bo Ling and Ai Songqing made the bustard a lot of money in the last night of Lin Zhai's singing, so she didn't take the initiative to embarrass Bai and Ai during those random checks, and clicked and clicked. others.

But the result was quite good - the crimes from these teaching workshops were solid in certain skills.

Some of them are good at poetry and prose, some are good at musical instruments, and there are always a few of them that can be handed out.

At the end of February, some girls began to have new gadgets on their beds and tables, and their lunch and evening meals were more abundant than others. Everyone, including these girls themselves, was a little panicked and didn't know what happened. What.

Until the bustard revealed some rumors one day, these girls were caught by the housekeepers of several big families during the last transaction in Er Yue Ya.

Those housekeepers are all old acquaintances of the bustard, so they can pre-order a group of people, first roughly give a guaranteed deposit, and then negotiate the price with the bustard alone.

Once the money is fixed, the girl who is selected will not have to go up to the stage to sell, but just walk with people at the bottom when the May Moon Yat is selling.

Therefore, from now until May, each of their families will take the initiative to leave some subsidies to the bustards, so that these girls can improve their lives in Baihuaya.

The bustard herself will also take the initiative to reveal the background of these masters to the girls and say some good things-according to past experience, each of these criminals is eager to leave Baihuaya as soon as possible, waiting for this dental business is like a long drought. Gan Lin, as long as she praises a few words, the girls are always willing to nod.

On the second day of March, when Bo Ling returned from the dance workshop with other girls, he found a new spring quilt on the head of his bed.

Ai Songqing spotted it first, and she called Bo Ling to come and see it, and then touched it with her hands—it turned out to be a newly made silk quilt.

At this moment, the bustard appeared at the door, waving her hand and calling for Bai Ling to come out.

This battle, the girls in the house, is now commonplace—it's the standard procedure for "in-official" conversations.

The girls before were called out like this, and when they came back, they already knew where they were going after May.

So Bo Ling stood up and quickly disappeared outside the door.

Along the way, Bo Ling glanced at the bustard from time to time, and always felt that the bustard was very happy today. She took Bo Ling downstairs and stopped in front of a fence where there was no one there.

Bo Ling remained silent all the way, waiting for news from the bustard.

The bustard leaned on the railing, looked Bo Ling up and down again, and quickly laughed, "Girl, you are really a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes, and many people can't get in even if their heads are squeezed." The threshold, if you just look at it, you can easily pass it..."

Bo Ling whispered, "I don't know... which family is it?"

"There are two families vying for you, and the price is still negotiating." The bustard smiled from ear to ear, "Anyway, this silk quilt today is a gift from the Dingbianhou's mansion... the little lord of their mansion... , I have my eyes on you!"

(End of this chapter)