The Supporting Actress System

The snake letter in the BoA's mouth almost touched Jiang Zixi's head. She took a stiff step back:

"why don't you find a living one?"

If you are an ordinary person, you must understand that Jiang Zixi is making irony.

The boy was very handsome, with a kite in his hand and a smile on his face. He followed the woman behind him, and his eyes were full of doting.

The woman was born beautiful, smiling, holding the kite, is running, from time to time back to say something to the youth behind.

The talented poet and painter on the riverside was disturbed by the unrestrained laughter in the distance. He had planned to curse a few words, but when he turned his head, he lost his voice.

He nodded his head.

"Jiuge, you loosen the string on the kite, and then when I run, you will follow me, and see whose kite flies higher."

I forgot what I wanted to say.

She was going to say something to Jiuge. As soon as she looked up, she saw Jiuge smiling at her strangely, which scared her to be smart.

JIANG Zixi sat down half leaning against the willow tree and slowly flew some kite strings out to prepare for flying kites later.

The weather is very good, the sun shines on the body warm, the willows on the river bank grow very high, drop willows, sprinkle on the surface of the lake, the wind together, raise a few drops of water.

There are not many people by the lake. There are a few talented scholars who are painting poems in the pavilion.

Jiang Zixi almost fell down after a fight. She suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing to frighten the stall owner.

"I'm sick. I'm sick. What do you do when I come out to scare people?"

The stall owner was relieved. When they left after buying the kites, they heard the owner's vague complaint:

JIANG Zixi understood that Jiuge had scared people, and he couldn't help crying or laughing. He could only explain that Jiuge was cold, his face was stiff in the morning, and his medication didn't work.

The stall owner took a look at the nine songs, and his forehead was covered with sweat: "why not give it all to the girl?"

Jiang Zixi looked at the stall owner in doubt: "how much money the stall owner says is how much money."

"The girl thinks How much can I give you? "

The stall owner glanced at Jiuge in fear and saw that he was still smiling at him, which made him shake:

JIANG Zixi pointed to the kite with peony flowers: "this one and this one, how much is it?"

"Which one does the girl want?" The stall owner shrunk to ask a way, the body involuntarily toward river son Xi Xi closer.

Think about it, a handsome young man, looking at you with a stiff smile, the expression remains unchanged for a long time, strange or not? Frightening or not?

His sleepy eyes were suddenly clear with fear.

The stall owner was drowsy in his chair. When he heard Jiang Zixi's voice, he slowly opened his eyes. But what he saw was not Jiang Zixi, but Jiuge.

"Boss, how much is the kite?"

There are kiosks selling kites and some small things by the lake. Two people come forward to buy two kites.

Jiangzi Xi finished the meal slowly and then went to the lake with Jiuge.

Nine songs smile to eat, action is extremely rigid, like a robot general, scared many people in the shop are scared to look at him.

The shopkeeper coughed twice and walked away slowly: "these are all fake, all fake..."

Jiang Zixi raised her eyebrows: "but the jade pendant on the shopkeeper's neck, the tiger skin coat all over her body and the jade ring finger on her hand seem to be worth a lot of money."

"But the girl doesn't know. In this small shop, the capital turnover is very difficult these days. Even I can't eat enough, not to mention the remaining silver."

The shopkeeper immediately restrained his smile: "I have always been extremely generous, and I have always been a helping hand to those in need."

"But we don't have much money. Can the shopkeeper lend us some money?"

She turned her head and looked at the shopkeeper:

JIANG Zixi swallowed the steamed bun and touched her face. Does she really look like a wronged big head?

The appearance should be as devout as possible, and as kind as possible.

Then

"I'm familiar with the capital. Could you give me 100 Liang silver and I'll find a good doctor for you?"

"Are you reluctant to give up money? Oh, childe, it's the most important thing for a person to be free from illness in his whole life. Silver is all things out of the body, ah... "

The shopkeeper sighed: "young master, don't deceive me. I have seen epilepsy patients a few days ago. The symptoms are very similar to yours."

Nine songs smile more rigid: "I'm ok."

"What's the matter? Are you sick? I heard that there are a lot of people suffering from epilepsy in Beijing recently. Would you like to take the young master to the hospital to have a look? "

Even when he was eating, he kept a smile, which made the shopkeeper's intimate inquiry:

stiff.

I don't know who has ever heard of it before. If a person's smile is sincere, it can last for a few seconds at most, while Jiuge's smile lasts a whole day.The smile of Jiuge is unchanged: "we are going to the lake today to have a good time?"

Jiang Zi Xi has a cold back: "nine songs, you What are you doing? "

How to say, he does not laugh all year round, his face is like paralysis, and he forces to pile up a bright smile, like a dummy, penetrating people very much.

The next morning, Jiang Zixi just prepared to go out for dinner, and when he opened the door, he saw Jiuge standing at the door, and a strange smile appeared on his wooden face.

But he did not give Jiang Zixi any strange things in his room, and Jiang Zi Xi was very relieved.

When nine songs took all the animal specimens, there was a little sadness on the wooden face.

……

The prince glanced at him: "well."

"Dear, will our plan continue?"

The man in black picked up the book in a hurry, and said flatteringly, "yes, respect."

"Take this book away, and I don't want to see it again!"

The prince threw the book on the ground and rubbed his eyebrows:

br > is there any way to respect it? That method must be effective. "

The black man trembled and smiled awkwardly:

not only did not have any effect, but made Jiang Zi Xi's attitude towards Jiuge more strange.

"You don't mean, Jiang Zixi will definitely like it and this method works very well? What's going on now? Well? "

Looking at the angry river son in the mirror, the prince of the taishangjun pressed down his anger. He said softly:

in the palace of pocket rate:

br > in the palace of pocket rate:

br > in the palace

"I don't like it, I don't like it at all. You take all of these things away, and I don't want to see them again in the future!"

After that, he left. Jiang Zi quickly pulled him, took a few deep breaths:

he saw his eyes shining: "do you like living Python? You are assured that tomorrow I will find the biggest and most ferocious Python for you. "

But nine songs are obviously not ordinary people.

The literati talented people in the heart of the different emotions, that has been frowned to paint the eyes of the talent, with a pen, the scene of this feeling made a painting.

The painting, as soon as it was published, became a masterpiece of the world, and was also collected in the palace and stored in the Royal treasure house, but this is all the later.

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