The Film and Television Journey from the Big Era

In fact, if you want to capture Xiao Lian's heart, there is a lesson from the past, and that is to refer to Liu Chunjiang.

In the play, under Liu Chunjiang's step-by-step pursuit, he lives Xiaolian's heart.

Although there was a bad relationship between the two of them, and finally Liu Chunjiang vomited blood and died, and Xiaolian became a monk, it ended in a tragic end, but it was unavoidable that in between, they loved each other.

Why did Xiao Lian fall in love with Liu Chunjiang?

In fact, the love between her and Liu Chunjiang is very similar to the love between Leng Qingqiu and Jin Yanxi.

It's the story of Cinderella meeting the son of a powerful family.

Similar to some of the modern domineering presidents fall in love with me such articles.

To sum up, it is actually the story of Gao Fushuai falling in love with a poor girl.

A successful man, powerful and powerful, young and rich, then fell in love with the poor heroine, pursued the heroine in every possible way, and lived a happy life ever since.

This also shows that girls want their husbands to be very capable. In this society, they are well-off, have power and power, and give her a good living environment.

Ding Peng has all of this.

He is young and rich, and can let Xiao Lian live a life like a princess.

Secondly, Liu Chunjiang is very talented. He is completely different from Jin Fengju, who is generally a wine bag and a rice bag.

Liu Chunjiang is a Bachelor of Medicine student studying in the UK, and he is quite accomplished in medicine.

At the same time, he is gentle, bookish, and has read many books.

This is very similar to Xiao Lian, who loves reading, and his hobbies are very similar.

This is also a very important point that the two of them are attracted to each other.

To sum up, Xiao Lian likes talented, capable, young and promising young talents.

And this, Ding Peng is completely in line.

Therefore, it is only a matter of time for Ding Peng to capture her heart.

In addition, she is now the maid next to him, and the moon is the first to get the moon. Wipe out some sparks of love.

Therefore, Ding Peng was confident, and he was not in a hurry.

Under Xiaolian's service, after Ding Peng washed up and dressed neatly, he called Xiaolian to go to the house for dinner.

The dinner was very rich. Ding Peng's index finger moved and his appetite was wide open. When he sat down and was about to eat a big meal, he found Xiaolian standing beside him, motionless.

He waved at Xiao Lian and said, "Xiao Lian, why didn't you come to eat?"

Xiao Lian replied with a smile: "Young master, you are the master and I am the servant. There is no reason why servants should eat with the master. If the young lady finds out, she must beat me to death."

The young lady in Xiao Lian's mouth was referring to her previous owner, Wu Peifang.

In the Golden Mansion, the rules of the gate are strict, and the servants are absolutely not allowed to eat at the same table with the master. The idea of ​​honor and inferiority is different. In this old society, it is still very serious.

Ding Pengcai didn't care about this, he stood up, took Xiaolian's little hand, and let her sit beside him, then he said: "Here, I have the final say, you are also a member of my house, although she is the golden house The eldest young grandmother, do you still care about me? In my place, unlike the Jin Mansion, there is no difference between master and servant. What's more, Xiaolian, I have never regarded you as a servant. In my heart, You are more like a friend of mine, a friend who accompanies me to read and write, and take care of my life! In the future, don't say anything like the servant master, or I will be unhappy, you know?"

Ding Peng's attitude not only surprised Xiaolian, but also moved a little, and felt a burst of warmth in her heart.

She never thought that Ding Peng actually regarded her as a friend, not a servant at all.

This is the first time she has heard such words in her life.

She couldn't help but secretly said in her heart: "Master Ding is such a capable person, powerful and powerful, young and promising, at a young age, he has done so many great things, but I didn't expect his personality to be so gentle and kind, a little bit of a powerful person. There are no shelves!"

Immediately, her favorability for Ding Peng rose steadily, and she was deeply moved.

"Thank you, Master Ding," Xiaolian said softly, sitting beside Ding Peng.

Ding Peng smiled slightly and said, "What's your name, Young Master Ding, you have more points. We will be a family in the future, so you can call me Brother Ding."

"Come on, let's eat."

Ding Peng put a piece of Mapo tofu in Xiaolian's bowl. This dish is Xiaolian's favorite.

Because he has watched "Golden Fen Family" countless times, he knows every character in it very well.

And, because he is a bystander, he even knows himself better than the characters themselves.

All Xiao Lian's preferences, such as what he likes to eat, what he likes to play, is clear to Ding Peng.

He put a few dishes for Xiao Lian in a row, all of which are Xiao Lian's favorite food. After playing, he smiled and said: "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just picked some..."

Xiao Lian nodded again and again: "These are my favorite foods, thank you Ding Shao... Brother Ding."

The two chatted while eating.

Because Ding Peng knew Xiao Lian very well, every time he said something, it often hit Xiao Lian's heart, and when it came to her heart, in the end, Xiao Lian only felt that it was so pleasant to get along with this big brother Ding, The more you talk, the more speculative it becomes.

From eating food, the two talked about poetry and prose. Xiaolian had read all the poetry and prose about Ding Peng, and she said, "Brother Ding, among the poetry you wrote, my favorite is "Rain Lane" It's so beautiful to write, it's hard to imagine, how on earth did Brother Ding write these beautiful poems on weekdays?"

Ding Peng said with a smile: "Writing poetry is an urgent matter. Sometimes, in an instant, when you have inspiration, you can draw a good poem. If you don't have inspiration, you can't write anything. "

"Like now, after seeing our little pity, a new poem suddenly popped up in my mind. It was written for you, Xiao pity, would you like to hear it?"

"Write mine?" Xiaolian's soft eyes widened. She looked at Ding Peng, a little unbelievable. The other party just glanced at her, and she was inspired.

Also, write mine.