Chapter 82 Destiny.(1/2)
Strictly hold your fate's throat and don't let it make you surrender.
-【Scam】After notes written to Li Luolin.
"Yeah yeah…"
"Fate is unpredictable and unpredictable..."
“When it comes, no one can escape…”
"Some people succumb to this and live by fate..."
"Some people, but they are not afraid of surrendering, have strangled the throat of fate..."
"I think my uncle is the latter rather than the former..."
"That's why I call him uncle so naturally..."
Yoo Jae-suk leaned on the back of the recliner.
Then he looked up at the night sky, as if counting how many stars were.
But he said this as if he was talking to himself but not himself.
Jin Jidong, who was standing beside him, listened very seriously and carefully.
Then he nodded after a long sigh.
"Ah, by the way, what you said last time..."
"I feel like I'm confused..."
"What does it mean?"
Kim Jidong suddenly remembered the last conversation between Yoo Jae-suk and Li Luolin.
Then he asked with some confusion.
"Don't you understand in the clouds and fog?"
"Yes, although I read a lot, it doesn't mean I'm smart..."
"It's a natural thing to not understand..."
After Yoo Jae-suk heard Kim Ji-dong's words.
After a little thought, I remembered the conversation he said.
Then he chuckled and then quipped.
"Oh, I asked you very seriously..."
Kim Jidong originally thought that Yoo Jae-suk would solve his doubts.
But I didn't expect to feel disappointed.
Then he spoke out with a little annoyance.
"Actually, there is nothing complicated about that conversation..."
"My uncle doesn't seem to rely on my help..."
"I want to work hard and fight for it..."
"But I'm afraid that it will hurt my heart by saying it directly..."
"So hesitated and hesitant..."
"Then what I said was also understood why he was hesitant..."
Yoo Jae-suk grinned before he became serious.
He told him what Jin Jidong didn't understand.
"Ah, no wonder Luo Lin would answer you in the end..."
Only then did Jin Jidong fully understand the deep meaning of the two's previous conversation.
The feeling of the clouds and fog also disappeared from then on.
"Okay, let's go, go back to your own house..."
"I've been so tired after doing the show for a whole day..."
Yoo Jae-suk got up and stretched his waist.
Then he said a little lazy.
"Okay, go, go..."
Kim Jidong understood, so he replied.
Then the two old men said goodbye.
Then they go home.
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Li Luolin finished washing up.
Wipe some moist hair with a towel.
Then I went back to the desk in the room and sat down.
I looked at the clock next to me and found that it was not too late.
Then he picked up the script beside him and started reading it.
If you have your own understanding during the reading process.
He would pick up the pen next to him to make some records in his notebook.
Because sometimes some inspiration will be fleeting.
Many times, pens and paper are much more useful than brains.
Li Luolin attaches great importance to this TV series.
It's because this is my debut work.
But maybe it was because of the first acting.
That's right, it's acting.
The kind of thing that my father worked hard for.
After looking at the notebook next to it, it looked very shabby.
Li Luolin turned off the desk lamp and returned to the bed.
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The next day.
Li Luolin woke up and washed up first.
Then he went back to the room to sort out the necessary things.
Then put it in your backpack.
So he put on his backpack and walked out of the house.
As usual, I took the bus to the company.
But there are some things that are different from the past.
After arriving at the company, Zhao Mingxiu was already waiting for him at the front desk.
"Oh, here we come, Luo Lin..."
"Go to my office first..."
Zhao Mingxiu handed a cup of coffee to Li Luolin.
Then he said with a smile, then took his shoulder.
"Okay, let's go, Brother Mingxiu..."
Li Luolin responded with a smile, and then took the cup of coffee.
Let Zhao Mingxiu hold his shoulders.
In the broker's office on the second floor of the company.
Zhao Mingxiu carefully placed his things on the brand new but slightly narrow desk.
Li Luolin sat on the sofa and looked at the new contract carefully.
"How is it, is it appropriate, Luo Lin..."
After Zhao Mingxiu had finished placing his belongings.
He patted his palms quite satisfied.
Then he turned around and asked Li Luolin.
To be continued...