"I've eaten my mouth? I've also gotten into my brain? I've lost pigment, not albinism! Who is more ill than you? I'm tired of getting along with your life assistant or being tortured to call the police to pay for the court. Get out."

Inside the Master's room, a tall strong woman scolded her son for outputting 10,000 blows.

The unfilial son Avis Amber not only drank yesterday but also protested against his new assistant, but also came to the Director's office to smash things and demonstrate early in the morning.

No matter who she is, protest first!

Resisting every decision of parents is an unshirkable responsibility for the dog son.

"I am a money tree, so it's fine if I don't have freedom, but I don't even have the right to decide who to serve me! I'll keep thinking about my work! I'll fire it right away! I'm not your baby girl! I'm a human! I'm not a puppet!"

The outrageous roar of the Master's Office came, and Alison, outside the door, raised his eyebrows.

The brainless male artist indeed verified her analysis.

Rebellion, middle school second, puberty hit menopause.

He has a bad relationship with his parents and is even more favored by other brothers and sisters.

Psychological profile perfect hit!

But there is nothing to be proud of, because Alison will work very hard in the future!

This guy would deliberately torture her to fight against her parents, vent his dissatisfaction, and blame All his "misfortunes" on Alison.

Just because of his immaturity, not because of what Alison did to him, what was angry and resentful...

The world is so unfair.

Humans are the only known species that will treat torture like a enjoyment.

Taking all this lightly, Alison activates the highest level of defense - not speaking or communicating.

If you want to persist for a longer time, you will have to be invulnerable to swords and guns.

"Bang!"

It was probably the fight inside that was over, and the door was violently pushed open, but it was not the dog artist Avis, but the myth director Cheryl Amber.

The middle-aged woman, who is over 1.7 meters tall, is extremely strong, with her chin raised, and is as powerful as a rainbow, kicking a pair of thick and hating sky high.

He walked away angrily.

Those who know that she had just finished teaching her son a lesson, and those who don’t know thought she was going to fight with whom she was going to fight.

Alison finally got the virtues of dog artist Avis from whom he inherited it.

"Get out! Otherwise, you will look good!"

As soon as the dog artist came out, he was condescending, ashamed to Alison, and reluctantly entered the elevator.

He pounded the door key violently to vent his dissatisfaction.

In order not to share the same car with the new vampire assistant, he decided to stop protesting.

When Tim took Alison back to the nanny car, he skillfully took out the remote control, positioned it, got in the car, and drove to find Ivis.

Ai Dog, who knew she had a tracker on her, was found by Tim at the skewer shop on Myth Commercial Street.

He had no place to drink early in the morning, and the skewers closed in the early morning. He urgently needed alcohol to anesthesia.

"Well, I won't go!" Avis took the lighter from an unknown bar and lit the fire and played with it.

"Mr. Ai, Emily came to be an assistant in order to get into the myth and approach the head of the actors department. She has already taken the director's money and recommendation letters, and happily went to AG, and vowed not to appear again."

The game dog Tim stared at the game console and turned on the black, like a news broadcast robot.

In his opinion, the world is not real, and there is no need to make one's emotions lose control due to messy reasons.

Isn't the game good?

At least no one blamed him because of the game.

Ignoring the real society and being a good robot is the reason why he can stay under Ivis for so long.

"Bang!"

Ai Gou threw the lighter, but he was still not satisfied, so he stepped on it with his feet and stomped it.

It won't stop until the lighter turns into pieces.

Incompetent and furious, he took the lighter to vent his breath.

What he hates is that his parents are always right.

He is always blind when he meets someone who is not good.

In the end, his parents and the people around him can always prove that he is blind!

He was unwilling to admit it and was unwilling to accept it.

I have tried my best to prove it over the years, but I have always done the opposite.

Including this time...

"Whatever you want, in short, I won't go to film today, and I won't go to the future. They won't fuss that woman. I'm thinking of me appearing on the set and on the commercials!"

Ivis took out a wrinkled cigarette from his coat and fumbled for a long time but couldn't find a lighter.

I was angry and recalled that the lighter had become a substitute and turned into pieces.

He left Tim and walked angrily towards the Mythical Customer Parking Lot.

Tim reports immediately.

Five minutes later, Myth Entertainment released an announcement -

Myth's artist Avis Amber stopped all activities due to a contract dispute with the company. He will be back online after the matter is resolved and will give back to fans...

The fan site was wailing, and Alison got out of the nanny's car, "I'm going back to pack up now. Today... I won't count going to work. Thank you to the director, you don't have to pay the salary."

"Brian, Master Ai didn't fire you. Mr. Ai has no money and no friends. He will definitely go home and guard his Lego and game console. We have been working from home during this period. Don't be scared away, he is like that."

Tim apologizes.

In fact, the handsome old man also told Avis to treat psychologically.

The dog refused to see a psychologist. Alison, who happened to have psychological expertise, would give some guidance and see if he could turn it around.

"We not only need to be a living assistant, but also psychological counseling, right?"

Alison got into the car and hit Amber's plan accurately.

"This is not what I said! You guessed it yourself!"

Tim looked up in surprise.

...

Amber's villa, lunch time.

Aigou woke up from hunger. The chef at home was so delicious that he cooked. The dog, who was not short of sleep, immediately jumped up from the floor of the room.

"Why are you still here? Don't you get out?"

This is Ai Gou's second time talking to the pale new assistant.

It's not bad to look close. The hair is light gray, and the face has the unique warmth of a young girl, and it's pink and white.

The skin is too white and the thin fuzz on the face is obvious. Fortunately, the eyes are black and not scary.

Alison was unmoved and continued to eat.

As a childish dog, he drove away in an irritable tone, just bluffing.

Generally, this kind of pressure behavior is to see the other party's over-reaction, embarrassment, retreat, and timid expressions to satisfy his mentality of showing presence.

"The family doctor who has a physical examination will come in half an hour, and you can't eat."

Alison and Tim were delicious and spicy, and the Amber couple arranged high-intensity training and healthy body management during the strike for their dog son.

No smoking, no alcohol, no sugar, no that, no oil, salt and mood control are the top priority.

Avis Amber's schedule is even more full than when he takes on acting and films shows.

From running at 5 a.m. to falling asleep at 10 p.m., every half hour is planned clearly.

Ai Gou's singing skills, dancing, acting skills and professional knowledge need to be improved.

In addition, he often drinks heavily and indulges himself in neglecting management and needs to make up for it to ensure the best condition after being on camera.

Several teachers took turns to schedule classes, and in the morning they were artistic literacy, wires, and musical instruments.

I took two hours off for lunch and continued bombing dance, performance class, boxing Sanda, vocal music, and debate class in the afternoon.

An hour of supper, and before bedtime, cultural knowledge and yoga meditation classes.

Alison was shocked when he got the course schedule.

Poverty restricted her imagination.
Chapter completed!