
THE DRAMA OF CHINA.
It was a plaque with a big title.
When Zhao Guan, the Hip hop version was reinforced.
Lin Tian is alone, imagining himself as a famous hip hop singer.
Yo. yeah.. The moon shone, A sad heart like an arrow.
He while intoning the famous song while using a bottle of drink as a mik, like a famous artist full of Charisma.
Hoping the wu country would borrow troops to turn around.
Who would have thought Zhao Guan was being blocked.
And yes
And yes
And yes
Punchlines
Some days my brow wrinkles don't open up how do I sleep quietly.
Drop the mic.
It seemed that someone was looking at him in astonishment. He did not expect to have a boss who had already shaken his brain. So that it danced itself, screaming with no mic. And imagining something no-no.
Uh…
Lin Tian looked back. He felt that something was strange there. And that's the shadow of an employee.
“What's up?“ asked Lin Tian slightly acting as if nothing had happened.
Evasive look.
“As long as I'm not ashamed, others will be ashamed,“ said Lin Tian shamelessly and trying to throw away shame in the hope that he was just his employees who would definitely not tell people anything to show shame earlier.
“Police Zhou Weiwei came to visit the company, quickly meet him,“, Qian Duomei said, throwing his face away. He didn't want to prolong the business with the shameless boss.
“Zhou Weiwei has not seen him for a long time,“ said Lin Tian was about to meet of course with a feeling of longing mixed with horror, because of the police, the police, while he was just prancing around maybe there was a tone of question about the use of drugs or the like that made his mind waver.
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Zhou Weiwei as fan-fans by hand. Even though the chairs are soft and in a very shaded glass room. But the atmosphere was really not friendly. Until he felt angry. So you have to wear clothes that make it cool.
He came simply. Pink clothes, pink shoes, and braid hair ties. The sweetness.
Fortunately, her seat was a little polite, so her knees were bent as graceful women.
If not then Lin Tian who was already panicking and could only stroke his thighs, would be even more unreasonable.
“Hey, see what!“ Snapped Zhou Weiwei who was feeling uneasy with the gaze of the pretentious male crocodile. What the fuck, just look at it. Do not like to wear a trembling attitude and hands hold the knee so, as if holding something that makes panic. Or if so, can speak frankly, so that he will let for a moment go to the back or where he wants.
“I, I am on leave today, I am not here to find trouble with you. Don't be dumb!“ he raised his hand, a friendly sign. It doesn't feel good to visit, but the one who has a house is just dumbfounded by thinking of something strange with its very sexy presence.
Lin Tian stared earnestly at the incompletely dressed woman. Of course with a translucent gaze in order to measure how much potential the woman in front of him has. So that later steps tapa that deserve to be imposed on him.
Potential value 7.
With the potential to design clothes.
“What, he is also one of the wrong experts of the road?“ Lin Tian was surprised.
“The next mission is for Zhou Weiwei to enter the world of fashion design, realize its potential,“, Xiao Qian said.
“Hehe... Weiwei,“ Lin Tian was happy with the task.
“What are you going to do, I just came here to feel MR.“ Zhao Weiwei panicked with Lin Tian's strange attitude.
“No problem. I can give it away for free,“ Lin Tian said as he reached for Weiwei's hand. “But you have to help me. It just so happens that I am making a new project and lack people,“ said Lin Tian and reminded that in the pile of paper there are many notes about a very big task in completing the proposal.
“Help me design a costume for ‘The Drama Of China’,“. One of them is making the costume. That will add to the appeal of a show. Where everything floats at a time where the theme and title of the opera performance will be played. For this reason, the costume opens the memory of the audience to the era where the theme of the show was done.
“Design costume, I have never done it at all,“ Zhou Weiwei said in a panic. Never mind designing clothes, the clothes he wears now are very little, how to design clothes. He felt unworthy of the great task. And it would be more comfortable if only wearing simple clothes. Therefore the mood of the body is also not sultry, and washing it again is also simple.
“Then, when you were a child you played dolls, right, have you ever designed their clothes or matched their clothes?“ said Lin Tian, he kept trying to lure Zhou into developing his potential. By comparing with a doll that is of course much liked by girls. So in the dress up a kind of girl and look beautiful attractive with fragrant smells and colorful bodies that are so diverse. Of course with combined with shiny clothes that are very appropriate in the size of the beloved doll.
“Oh, all my friends really like my little doll,“ said Zhou Weiwei remembered her childhood fondness of dolls. Because she's a woman. Women love dolls. And the doll is beautiful. And the beauty is loved by friends. So they liked, and flattered what he had made to wear on the beloved doll. That's a happy memory.
“Same. With your imagination ability. Make some clothes for The Drama Of China,“ said Lin Tian encouraging so that he is willing to show great talent with 7 potential which certainly does not mess with such value. Because the value of potential given by the system, it is sometimes strange, but the rest is a hidden talent that is so far sometimes unknown to the owner. And it must be wide open, and removed from a hidden place. Like gold, he is only a lump of sand that sets, but if it is opened and removed and in shape, it becomes a decoration of high value. That is also a potential, will not be seen if only just silenced. It takes effort to be ready to show it.
“But..“ Weiwei still feels unsure. He makes clothes never, only doll clothes, why should he be told to make such a big opera costume. It could be fucked. And instead of being a reliable opera, even just a kind of clown performance with all the oddities of incompatible clothes.
“Opera costumes are not likely to be liked by people right, hehe..“ Lin Tian pokes.