MTL - I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before-Chapter 85 Not alone

The door closed behind Ning Ning.

She stood at the door of the room, looking at the bed opposite, and the old man lying on the bed. He closed his eyes tightly, slept on a large pillow, covered his quilt to his waist, put his fingers on his belly, and slept. Very great man, can be directly transported to the coffin and buried.

She took a deep breath, treating it as an audition.

Lying on the bed was the interviewer.

The subject of the interview was "family affection."

She and everyone in the family are actors.

It is foreseeable that most of them did not pass the audition, but a small number of people passed the audition by their eyesight, intelligence, or luck.

Ning Ning is the last one and the worst one.

Others can bare their breasts, cry, scream, and even cry in the toilet, but she can't. As a person who has never met an old man, the first time he met was to attend his funeral. Ning Ning couldn't act too much. It was too fake. Maybe an outsider would say that she was filial, but the interviewer definitely gave her Bad review.

How can we interpret this theme in a tepid way?

Ningning walked to the bed step by step, looked down at the old man in the bed, suddenly said: "You are different from what I imagined."

She looked around and pulled the chair over to sit down, not sitting upside down, but sitting upside down.

The back of the chair was facing the old man. She was sitting in the chair with her arms crossed and putting it on the back of the chair. She was not a lady at all, but she was not elegant at all.

"I thought rich people were chubby." Ning Ning said to the old man in the bed, "Why are you thinner than me?"

The old man also had a wide heart and a fat body, but the doctor ordered that he be a vegetarian and be hungry and thin. Grandpa answered in his heart, and then raised his ears to continue listening to her.

But the voice disappeared. For a full minute, when the old man thought she had quietly left, a sound of paper whispered.

"The cheat sheet I wrote was wasted." He heard Ning Ning slowly said, "The topic suitable for discussion with Grandpa is: Zombies. You must highly respect" Zombie Master ", because Grandpa likes zombie films first, and second He likes old films, and the combination of the two will definitely make him happy, but he must be critical of "Zombie Harem" because Grandpa hates all kinds of meat slices ... "

who is it! Old Master was so angry that it was the inner ghost who leaked the old man's information ...

"None of these are needed." Ning Ning said, rubbing the blank paper in her hand. Of course, there was no cheat sheet. Pei Xuan never told her about these things, but the future is the Internet era. Many secrets are not Then there are the secrets, including that even Master is a veteran zombie fan ...

Although it was hard for her to read the cheat sheet, she stopped reading it, and even the old man was even more uncomfortable. Because he is dead, he is not even perfunctory?

"... Honestly, I'm relieved." Ning Ning's voice sounded in his ear. "I've never seen you before, how can I have so much to tell you, you are a stranger to me. "

After hearing this, even the old man was cold.

She is one of the strangers in this family, most of them are the most familiar strangers.

"... This home is completely different from my imagination, and you are completely different from my imagination." Ning Ning's voice sounded again, with a hint of confusion, "I thought the rich had a happy life, but you Not happy, why do they hate you so much? "

"Forget you can't answer me."

"... bye, grandpa ..."

She came to the door and suddenly turned her head and said, "Don't be too sad."

The closing sound sounded, and even the old man opened his eyes on the bed and looked at the ceiling above his head for a long time without saying a word.

When Teacher Li opened the door and came in, he slowly turned to look at her, and asked blankly, "Why do they hate me so much?"

"I don't know why they hate you." Teacher Li raised her hand and nodded her nose. "I just want to tell you that you have oil in this place."

Father Lien: "!!!"

Half an hour later, downstairs.

The hall, which used to be full, did n’t even have a place to sit. Now it seems a little empty, because when many people know that they only have 100,000 wills to divide, they slam the door and leave, even without Go upstairs to see Mr. Lian last.

Several others are arguing with lawyer Huang, hoping that they can get an extra legacy.

At this time, Mr. Li came down.

She told everyone that she did not know whether it was good news or bad news.

"Congratulations everyone." Teacher Li wiped the sweat from his forehead. "After our hard rescue, even the old man came back to life."

Everyone: "..."

Oldest son: "Dad !!!"

The eldest son rushed upstairs immediately, and the rest were unwilling to show weakness, one by one.

Mr. Lien, who has not yet been asked for anything, has now become a citron again. He has only two hands, the eldest son snatched one, and the rest was scrambled by countless people, roaring while robbing: "Go away "This is my dad!" "Also my dad!" "No filial son, you only have dad in your eyes, do you not have my mother?"

This is really a farce.

Father Lien looked ashamed, and seemed to be angry with their ugly appearance, coughed fiercely, and a bunch of hands were about to carry him back. He said coldly, "Enough!"

Disappointed glances swept across the faces of these people, and even the old man slowly said, "I'm not dead, you just heard those words, I heard them all, cough cough ..."

Although he wasn't dead, it seemed that he was about to be suffocated by the people in front of him as he coughed.

"Lawyer Huang!" Master Lian shouted in a lingering breath. "Come on, you come in, me, I will make a new will!"

Lawyer Huang hurried in, then nodded and let Teacher Li stay, and said to the rest, "Can you please leave?"

"Why did you let me go!" The eldest son clenched his hand, as if this was not an ordinary hand, but a golden finger.

"Go out," Grandpa Lian ordered.

"Dad ..." The eldest son had no choice but to get up and leave.

After these people had left, Lawyer Huang locked the door of the room and looked back, only to see that an old man who was just in danger was sitting up on the bed and patted his face depressedly: "This old face, Why does this old face produce oil? "

Mr. Huang twitched: "Mr. Lian ..."

"I'm afraid we have to do it again." Grandpa Lian slowly turned his head, looking serious, "My son, daughter, grandson and granddaughter are very smart. If anyone of them finds my flaws, they will definitely count it ..."

At the same time, inside the wine cellar downstairs.

"I saw oil coming out of Grandpa's nose." A teenager woke up the wine in his hand and poured the bright red liquid into the glass in front of him. "So I settled my plan and held him crying."

"It is indeed my son." The eldest son Lian Chengxin looked at the young man in relief, reached out and picked up the wine glass full of red wine, but did not drink, but said to him with great care, "But now is not the time to celebrate the victory , We have maintained a certain advantage, what we have to do now is to keep this advantage, because it is certainly not only the two of us who see through this ... "

On the other side, even Master's room.

"I don't quite understand what you mean." Attorney Huang asked, "How can I do it again?"

"It means that I have to die again." Father Lian sneered. "This time I was annoyed by them. After I am mad, you will announce my new will."

"I'm afraid they won't believe it anymore ..." Lawyer Huang told the truth.

"Then find a way to make them believe it!" Grandpa Lian stared with a moustache. "There is nothing in the world that can't be done with money. I'm responsible for giving you money. You are responsible for giving me a way to borrow a corpse, even if you borrow it." Come!"

Then he turned to Teacher Li and said, "You have to make the body into me."

Li Li vomited blood: "I'm just a makeup artist, not Yi Rongshi."

At the same time, in the garden downstairs.

The third daughter, Lian Yuanyuan, avoided the others and was secretly calling.

"I don't know what the old man is going to do, but I only know one thing-there is nothing in the world that can't be done with money." She said fiercely, "I'm responsible for giving money, you're responsible for giving me a think tank. Mission, I'll let you know as soon as possible, and then you immediately let the think tank give me ideas. "

The person across from Big Brother reported a price.

"Why is it so expensive!" Lian Yuanyuan angered.

"Because your brother just called me the same and made the same request ..." the other party replied.

"Reject him! I'll give you double the price !!" Lian Yuanyuan said.

A similar situation happened in all corners of the house, and the "actors" who passed the first audition are actively preparing for the second audition. And the only "interviewer" is also actively preparing for difficult situations.

Compared with them, Ning Ning looks a bit out of place.

She sat quietly on the sofa, her eyes looking out the window, seeming to be distracted.

"... You don't look nervous at all." Pei Xuan's voice sounded beside her.

She turned her head and saw him standing beside her with a smile and two cups of coffee in her hand, one of which was handed over.

"What can I be nervous about?" Ning Ning smiled.

Everything happened in the order written in the memoirs.

She knew that Father Lian was drafting a second will, she knew that Lian Chengxin and his son were drinking red wine in the cellar, she knew that Lian Yuanyuan and her brother were calling a think tank, and she knew what would happen next.

But Pei Xuan seems to have misunderstood what she said.

"It's nothing to do with yourself, hanging up high?" He took a sip of coffee, and suddenly bent down, leaned into Ningning's ear and asked, "Do you really want to be Lian Lian?"

Ningning frowned: "What do you mean?"

"You've seen the people in the attic, she won't wake up anymore." Pei Xuan's voice was full of temptation. "Even if you take something away from her, there is nothing she can do."

Ning Ning looked at him constantly.

... She knows a lot, but she doesn't know one thing.

Fungus, the girl she crossed, did she agree to him. The future Lianlian is the vegetative Lianlian in the attic, or is the fungus standing here now?