“I really like costume design!”
The little assistant is handsome, not tall, and speaks softly and softly. His eyes are red at this time, with big tears falling down, and the tip of his nose is also red. From time to time, he has to take a piece of paper and blow it to prevent the snot from flowing down.
How could a female Internet celebrity who is doing live broadcasting these days cry so hard that snot bubbles come out of her nose in front of the camera?
This is too true.
In addition, the designer took the initiative to bring Ni Bingyan in order to gain popularity. This matter was on the hot search, and the person involved came to respond, so it naturally attracted a lot of attention.
A lot of big brothers and sisters suddenly came into the live broadcast room, all trying to coax her not to cry, which made her very embarrassed.
"I'm just an ordinary second-level graduate. I didn't do well in the college entrance examination because I was partial to majors. When I graduated, many of my classmates lost their jobs after graduation, but I received an olive branch from Youyou Studio, so I was very interested in Ms. Su Youyou. Always very grateful.”
The little assistant has a personality like a rabbit. He can't do such a thing unless he is in a hurry.
“When I found out she had stolen my design, I was completely shattered!
"I put a lot of effort into designing the clothes. She said it would be more convenient to apply for a patent in the name of the studio. I was young, had no experience, and didn't understand this aspect, so I didn't pay much attention to it.
“Later, a former colleague told me that the boss’s name was all on those patents and had nothing to do with us!
"After I found out about this, I was very angry and went to argue with her, but she said that this is what the rules of the industry are. She said that she paid me a salary so that I would not be ignorant.
"I know that whether it's her status in the industry or just her personal conditions, she has a lot to give me. I can't afford to offend her!
"So I returned to my hometown and started taking orders online, hoping to support myself with my own skills. Unexpectedly, I hid back in my hometown, and she still wouldn't let me go! She actually said that I stole her design draft! That's obvious It's mine! She stole it from me!"
The assistant cried so much that she fell on the table.
She had been holding back this matter for several months, and now that she was telling it in public, while feeling relieved, she felt very scared at the same time!
But she still chose to muster up the courage to raise her head.
Maybe I shouldn’t have retreated in the first place, step back, step by step.
Fortunately, there is still a chance to save it now.
I saw someone in the comment area saying that morning is not a good time for live streaming, as there will be far fewer people watching.
She doesn't mind either.
"I just want people to know this quickly. I'm really not a thief! I'm not! Look, here is my draft design. Every design I make is like steel-making. It took thousands of revisions to get..."
With that said, the assistant will open the display in the live broadcast room.
It's so simple.
Someone quickly reminded her.
[These are all pieces of evidence. Don’t show them to anyone yet. It’s best to find a lawyer and seek professional help as soon as possible! ]
[yes! What's the use of filing a lawsuit? Collate the information and go to court to sue her! ]
[It’s so shameless to blatantly steal the fruits of other people’s work! This kind of person must ruin her reputation! ]
[I used to like their clothes so much, but I didn’t expect that there would be such disgusting things behind them! ]
[Haha, what’s this? I am a scientific research dog, you know...]
…
Next, the assistant said something else, and Ni Bingyan no longer wanted to care.
The darkness and injustice in this world cannot be explained in a few days and nights.
She laughs at the filthiness of other people's living environment. The entertainment industry she is in is the most filthy in most people's hearts.
The weak adapt to the environment, assimilate with the mud, and become a puddle of mud; the strong change the environment and radiate their brilliance wherever they go.
After eating the bean curd noodles, Ni Bingyan returned to the room, laid out his pen and paper, and planned to copy a volume of "Buddha's Auspicious Sutra".
The next destination was a Buddhist uncle. Their family believed in Buddhism and they were not short of money. A handwritten Buddhist scripture was a very suitable gift.
Unexpectedly, after the ink was polished and dipped in ink, Sang Yuan called me via video before I even started writing.
After exchanging a few pleasantries as usual, Ni Bingyan started talking about Youyou Studio.
She originally wanted to mediate, but she didn't expect it to succeed, which made her feel a little frustrated.
Sang Yuan is exceptionally sensible:
"It's just that the world is bustling, everyone is here for gain, and the world is bustling, everyone is here for gain. The goals of the two of them are inconsistent, and there is no possibility of reconciliation. It is normal if they cannot negotiate. No matter what happens, ask yourself first, what does he want? What? If you think about it, most of the problems can be solved easily."
Sang Yuan ate fried cakes and soy milk this morning.
The golden pancake is soft and fluffy, and it’s filled with sugar fillings. It’s a calorie bomb!
Under normal circumstances, Ni Bingyan doesn't eat this kind of thing, but it's really delicious when it's fresh out of the pot!
Ni Bingyan couldn't help but cut a small piece from Sang Yuan's plate once. From then on, the Sang family's cook always made the pancakes small, and she could eat the whole one without any mental burden.
Thinking of these warm little things, she can laugh from the bottom of her heart.
"You've eaten so much today. Will you be tired from work?"
"Have you forgotten? I just told you last night that the branch office is going to do the first quarter summary today. I went to bed very early last night and ate well today just to fight a protracted war."
Find faults, rant, and scold people until they are bloody!
Finally, let’s mention a few outstanding representatives to reward them.
Mr. Xiao Sang has sharpened his sword and is ready to start his day as a bloody capitalist.
The two looked at each other and hung up the phone.
After copying a volume of "Buddha's Auspicious Sutra", others started to follow one after another.
There were no businesses nearby. After everyone had breakfast, they made their own arrangements.
Some people choose to sleep for a day, some choose to go out and take photos, some want to eat Xunfang delicacies, some want to visit friends...
Everyone reported their whereabouts today in the group, and asked about Ni Bingyan's arrangements.
"I'm just staying in the hotel and not going anywhere. You don't have to worry about me. Just have fun!"
Duanmu Li had just woken up. When she saw the message, she immediately typed: [As long as I am with her, you can go and do whatever you want! It’s a rare day off. ]
After everyone left, Duanmu Li also came to see her after breakfast.
At this moment, Ni Bingyan was drawing with the window wide open.
"Painting azalea petals with gouache is really suitable!"
"Indeed, the translucency under the sun is amazing!"
After following Ni Bingyan for such a long time, although Duanmu Li has not made much progress in painting, his aesthetics has improved a lot, and he can make comments that are meaningful.
Ni Bingyan was minding his own business, and Duanmu Li didn't feel left out. Following his thoughts, he settled on the sofa and started happily scrolling through Weibo.
As she brushed and brushed, she couldn't help but burst into laughter!
Ni Bingyan likes to be quiet when she studies. Usually whenever she turns her head, Duanmuli will make a gesture of closing her mouth and then silence.
As a result, I laughed louder and louder today!
I envy her so much when she has a holiday. Do whatever you want.
