Chapter 502: Who is hypocritical (1/2)

It was like at noon, the actor playing the eighth prince directly flicked his big braid, ”Give me a lunch box.”

The audience laughed.

The eighth emperor touched his bald head embarrassedly, and he also found that he was a little too involved in the drama, so he smiled embarrassedly. After taking his own meal, he sat with everyone and talked and laughed. Up, and the entire crew are all bald, except for women.

It is glorious to dedicate themselves to art, of course they can also bald for art.

”Queen is cool, can you tell me about your business in Ningshi?” After the teacher finished the class, she promised to make a joke, and the few of them were sleepless, so they sat together and talked with Hu Tianhai. , As Yan Hua said, let them feel more tacit.

”Yeah, mother, please tell me, the old slave wants to listen too,” said a woman who was a little bit older. Is this the maid serving the queen, madam Liu, is this the redness around the queen? People.

Yan Huan laughed a little, feeling a little lazy.

”Since the emperor asked the concubine to say, how can the concubine not say it?” And the others laughed when they heard her claim.

Yan Huan remembered the days he lived in Ningshi at that time, the kind of fear, the kind of fear, the kind of no tomorrow, and they are almost non-human for more than seventy hours. If it is not personal experience, it may be a lifetime. I won't know.

She spoke very slowly, and it did not bring her own emotional color, but only a true description of what it was like at the time.

Active people are saving people, and no one will shrink their bodies and do nothing, because those buried under the rubble may be their brothers, their sisters, their children, their parents.

In the face of disaster, nothing is more important than a person's life.

Everyone was listening, but they were all silent. It might have been Yan Huan’s personal experience. Although she said that some were understated, there were a few tearful girls who secretly wiped their tears.

”Hypocritical,” then a voice was added, both in tone and feeling with obvious irony.

When other people heard this, they all turned back and stared at the woman who didn't know when they came, and the inexplicable voice, they were listening to the gods here, and they also entered the realm of what Yan Huan said, The result was disturbed by such a voice, and the atmosphere was gone.

”Yes, I'm pretty hypocritical,” Yan Huan stretched his legs, and only wore a pair of flat-bottomed shoes on his feet. It was very comfortable. ”I don't know Miss Su, who was not hypocritical, how much money was donated at that time?”

”Miss Su is so rich, you must have donated a lot? Sister Lin, how much did I donate, I forgot?” Yan Huan asked Luo Lin, that beauty is lazy and casual, just like a After eating a full cat, the noble and beautiful people want to scratch it.

Rowling raised her face in a serious manner, and her voice was blank. ”Miss Yan donated 50 million yuan.”