"What is she doing?"
Wang Biao just went to communicate with the crew about Ni Bingyan's work arrangements for next week. When he got back to the car, he saw her holding a laptop and typing slowly.
Probably because she seldom uses a computer, her typing speed is not much faster than One Finger Chan. It makes Wang Biao so anxious! I wish I could help her get it done in two seconds.
In the past, Ni Bingyan would either take notes and write papers, or read, write, and draw. She would never hold a mobile phone or tablet to read endlessly. As for games, she had never played them before.
To be honest, if he hadn't caught her using the computer today, Wang Biao would have thought she had never bought this thing.
He had secretly sold paintings before, but now he would be particularly concerned when he saw Ni Bingyan acting abnormally, for fear that he would miss something exciting again.
The two chairs in the cab of this RV can be rotated. When the car is stopped, the small table between the two chairs can be raised. Once the chairs are turned, it is very comfortable to sit here reading a book and drinking tea.
Ni Bingyan likes to stay in the living room, and due to the driver's territorial awareness, Duanmu Li likes to stay here.
Seeing Wang Biao approaching and asking questions in a low voice, Duanmu Li calmly turned over a page of the "History of World Cinema" in hand, and also answered softly: "I don't know."
Ni Bingyan is a very honest person and rarely hides anything from them. Instead of sneaking over to ask her, it is better to ask the real owner directly.
However, he, Lao Wang, is naughty and always likes to do things like beating around the bush and using others as weapons.
Wang Biao chuckled: "Aren't I worried about invading her privacy?"
Duanmuli glanced at him sideways and said nothing, but Wang Biao immediately understood what she meant.
He couldn't help but say: "You are all girls. There are many things that are easier to talk about. I am a man, so I have to pay attention to my sense of propriety."
It's inconvenient for a male manager to follow a female artist. He knows some things and they are both embarrassed, but why don't they ask? He was also afraid that something unexpected would happen again and catch him off guard.
Good things are fine, but if something bad happens, his execution manager will be unlucky if he is not careful, so it is better to be cautious.
"What is Brother Biao talking about?"
There was no study room in the car, so Ni Bingyan was sitting at the dining table in the living room, only three or four meters away from the two of them. Even if they spoke quietly, they could still hear a few words.
Just when the matter at hand came to an end, I raised my head and asked him.
"I saw you typing there, and I was a little curious about what you were writing. After all, I have never seen you use a computer before. I was afraid that it would be inconvenient for me to ask, so I asked Xiaoli first to see if she knew."
Although Wang Biao is tactful, he has one good thing: he never lies when talking to his own people.
"I tell others everything I do, so what's the inconvenience? Just ask. It's not a big deal. I saw a psychiatrist a while ago and it was on the hot search. My dad saw it. , was particularly worried about me, so I thought about writing an article to record it, with text and pictures, straightening out the cause and effect, and sending it to him to see, so that he could rest assured."
Ni Bingyan didn't take it seriously. After explaining, he turned the laptop around and waved to him.
"Just in time, Brother Biao, why don't you come and help me take a look? After inserting the picture, the layout is always wrong. What's going on?"... This can't be blamed on her, she doesn't usually need this knowledge.
Wang Biao didn't refuse. He took it and took a look. When he saw that it was indeed her case of mild depression, he started to help her change it.
"Well, that's it, it's very simple."
After a few corrections, Wang Biao returned the notebook.
"I didn't realize it before. It turns out that I still have such an obvious shortcoming. I have to sign up for a class to learn Word skills. I will also make electronic versions of the articles I wrote before and send them all to my dad to save time. He doesn’t know what it’s like for me to work outside, so he makes guesses all day long.”
Why!
The last time he suddenly bought her a RV, Ni Bingyan still couldn't figure it out. She had been in the industry for so many years, why did his father suddenly think of this?
After asking, I found out that her father had heard someone tell her that actors would drive a car like this when they go to work. If she didn't, she would lose the moment she showed up.
So the father began to feel sorry for his daughter and immediately took care of the matter.
Seeing that she had saved the document and took out her mobile phone to buy a course, Wang Biao hurriedly stopped her: "There are a lot of free learning materials on the Internet. Just let me find one for you later, but don't buy it blindly!"
After his wife was diagnosed with cancer in the past few years, the rich man who used to spend a lot of money has learned to break every penny in half and spend it.
If you ask Ni Bingyan what he is most proficient in surfing the Internet, he will undoubtedly find various reliable classes.
Seeing Wang Biao's dissuasion, Ni Bingyan hurriedly waved his hand: "It's okay, Brother Biao, this is not expensive. Compared with what you can find online, this knowledge point is much more comprehensive. The most important thing is that I use this often, I am more skilled in the operation, and I have a famous teacher." One-on-one guidance, and after-class exams to verify mastery of knowledge points, which is great!”
Free learning materials are great, but supporting services are out of the question, okay?
At first glance, Brother Biao doesn't study often, and he doesn't understand that free is the most expensive.
"Thank you, Brother Biao. I know you are doing it for my own good, but I still have a lot to learn! Spend the shortest time and do the most things, which is the most profitable!"
He is truly a master of time management!
What she said makes sense!
Her time is indeed valuable.
"I was wrong!"
Seeing that she had placed the order successfully, Wang Biao didn't say anything more, but before she clicked to start the first lesson, he said:
"I have an immature idea. Let me give it a try. I'll ask Sister Wei later if it's feasible. What do you think?"
Ni Bingyan stopped his hand, turned off his phone, and looked at Brother Biao seriously: "What do you think? Tell me!"
"I remember that you usually like to write articles, and you have two notebooks filled with them. Have you ever thought about sorting them out, compiling them into volumes, and publishing them as a book?"
"Publish a book?"
Hearing this, Ni Bingyan's eyes immediately widened!
How could she do such a thing as writing a book?
I can’t even think about it!
If I really want to publish it, I won’t be laughed to death!
"Writing a book is different from other things. I am not that material! I am not good enough. I am just a clown who makes people laugh."
Ni Bingyan hurriedly waved her hand to refuse.
"I just read it. Your article is of high quality, with fluent writing, sincere feelings, beautiful language, and a sense of poetry and calligraphy. It's true that you are excellent. Don't belittle yourself." ... Wang Biao sighed. , smiled helplessly.
This guy is good at everything, but he's just not confident enough.
I write these things for my own entertainment on weekdays, and I haven’t shown them to anyone yet, so Ni Bingyan just thinks that he is coaxing me.
"I'm still far away! Writing books and biographies is just making people laugh!"
"Many artists have published books, of course you can too! Some of them who lack cultural background even hire ghostwriters to write their autobiographies! You wrote it all yourself, and fans will definitely rush to buy it. As long as you have that In terms of ideas and royalties, I can definitely negotiate the highest treatment for you!”
"Isn't this cutting vermicelli and leeks?"
Ni Bingyan still shook his head.
"Why is this cutting leeks?! They wish their master would publish more books! You are not publishing books to spread knowledge, but to share your life insights. People who are willing to read will naturally buy them. If you are not willing, you will also You can’t make any money from them!”
These words were so reasonable that Ni Bingyan began to feel excited, but she was still a little worried: "I have recorded a lot of small things in my personal life. If I publish it, it will be embarrassing if others see it!"
"Hey, you idiot, if there's anything involving privacy, why don't you just include it if you don't include it?"
"Well, I'd better think about it first!"
Seeing that she still refused, Wang Biao thought of a new reason: "After it is published, you can auction the manuscript and use the proceeds for charity. It's like killing two birds with one stone!"
"Okay, okay, I'm going to read the script! Let's talk about this later!"
Seeing her close her notebook, walk into the bedroom and close the door in a few steps, Wang Biao and Duan Muli looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
"I'll go out and make a phone call. She will be on stage later. Remember to remind her in advance."
Knowing that he was going to call Wei Shujie, Duanmu Li nodded lightly.
In her opinion, this is a good thing. If it works well, it can gain a good reputation while increasing fans.
That afternoon, Ni Bingyan was a little absent-minded with this matter in mind.
Fortunately, Wen Qing was being photographed at this moment as she started to have feelings for Gu Feng. She was always distracted while working. Her behavior made it more real.
After finishing the filming in the evening, Ni Bingyan went out to walk the dog and took a shower when he got back to the car.
After coming out of the shower, Wang Biao followed the crew to the hotel. The aunt who cooked had also left. Ni Bingyan and Duanmu Li had eaten, one was responsible for cleaning up the bowls, and the other was responsible for boiling water for soaking feet and feeding the dogs.
After packing up, Duanmu Li came out of the shower and said that she still had something to study that she had not finished reading, so she went to the second bedroom at the front of the car. As usual, Ni Bingyan took out the rice paper and pen and paper, and began to conceive and sharpen ink.
Since raising Wangcai, she has fallen in love with painting dogs.
The puppy grows very fast and looks different every day. Ni Bingyan draws a picture for it every day, and now he has accumulated a thick pile of them.
After reading, Duanmu Li came over to get some water. Seeing that she had finished painting and washing her brushes, she came over to take a look.
"The eyes in this painting are so smart. Is it angry?"
Duanmuli looked under the table and wanted to pick it up. Wangcai let out a "woo" and turned around, facing her with his butt.
"Hey, Bingbing, why did you provoke it?"
"I just took out the paintings I had painted before and looked at them. It insisted on crawling up my legs, so I picked it up. As a result, the paintings were suspended and it didn't harm it!"... It's so easy to paint one picture. It’s been a long time! Especially those that satisfy her, how uncomfortable it would be if they were torn apart by dogs!
"Then you need to be disciplined."
Wangcai immediately crawled out from under the table and bared his teeth to get angry at her.
"Hey! Are you still reasonable?"
Duanmu Li would not spoil it, she just put it on her lap and started to teach it.
"Do you think you were wrong?"
Wangcai started to argue with her with "wow, woof, woof, woof"!
"You don't want to learn from Erha next door!"
There are several crews here, and there are also artists who bring their dogs into the crew. Ni Bingyan walks his dog every day and meets many shit-sweepers. Wangcai gradually makes friends, one of whom is Erha.
This Erhak is famous for being a house-breaker. Just half a month after joining the group, he scratched the newly replaced sofa cover on his master's RV into rags. Not only that, he also likes to scratch his master's stockings. Every time it scratches a hole, every time it scratches a hole, and when the owner becomes angry, it will immediately give in and lie on the owner's feet, rubbing and rolling around. It is not allowed to be beaten or scolded.
Ni Bingyan's greatest pleasure these days is watching the bad guy next door suffer his misfortune.
Wangcai didn't understand the complicated thoughts of human beings. He stood on Duanmu Li's lap and saw the painting just painted on the table at a glance. When he saw a dog on it, his temper immediately rose!
Seeing it stretching out its furry paws to grab the painting that was not yet dry, Ni Bingyan suddenly realized: "Does it think that I have another dog?"
Duanmu Li took a closer look, hey, it seems to be true!
That expression of wanting to get rid of the dog in the painting, tut!
Ni Bingyan became excited when he saw it, so he spread out another piece of paper and drew this scene.
Being jealous of your own portrait or something, so loving~~
Having a pet is really healing.
Duanmu Li studied for a day and wanted to take a break before going to bed. When he saw her painting, he recorded it beside her.
"Here, my boss is still up at this hour, painting!"
Seeing her camera pointed at him, Ni Bingyan smiled sheepishly at her: "Right now! Wait until I finish painting."
After putting Wangcai in his kennel, Duanmu Li posted it to Weibo and went to get the painting she put on the shelf.
"How long has it been since then? Have you saved so much? Speaking of which, have you ever thought about publishing a picture album? There is also an art exhibition. Do you want to hold one?"
Ni Bingyan was immersed in creation, just as if there was a gust of wind blowing in her ears, and ignored her at all.
Duanmu Li had no choice but to return to her bed and started to check Weibo.
As an assistant, she also shoulders a certain publicity task, which is to capture interesting moments in Ni Bingyan's life and post them online to attract fans of Ni Bingyan.
As soon as I posted it, there were already a bunch of comments below, most of which were cliche words such as "Crying bird, people who are prettier than me work harder than me" and "Wow! Sister Bing is so doting and making money!"
After exiting Weibo, I found many groups.
The leader of the group is Wei Shujie, and the members are Duan Muli and Wang Biao. The group name is "Let's persuade her together."
Wei Shujie: [Like the title, do you have any good ideas? Could you tell me? ]
Things in the world are impermanent: [You can’t get enough oil and salt. I tried to persuade you for a long time, but you just can’t move. ]
Dalizi: [Sister Wei, Brother Biao, our sister Bing is painting there again, and half of the paintings are packed in a box. How about persuading her to publish another painting album? Anyway, a sheep is herding, and a group of sheep is herding. ]
Wei Shujie: […]
Things are impermanent: […]
The old problems have not been solved, and new ones have emerged.
On weekdays, I can't hit a fart with three sticks, but when I go online, I talk a lot!
However, this proposal is really good!
The world is impermanent: [I think what Lizi said makes sense, but the question is, how to persuade her? I really didn't expect that she was not moved at all. Sister Wei, do you think she is modest or has low self-esteem? If you are so outstanding and still have low self-esteem, how can other people live? ]
Wei Shujie: [The same rice feeds hundreds of people. I don’t know how she grew up like this. Okay, it's getting late, think of a way out as soon as possible. ]
Dalizi: [Bingbing has a very good idea. No one can do anything to her if she doesn't agree with it, but... I found that as long as her father says something, she will agree to most things. How about trying to find her father? ]
The world is impermanent: [I should be so happy that my daughter is going to be so successful. It will definitely be helpful to find her father! ]
Wei Shujie: [Then I’ll give it a try. Don't let it slip. ].
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