Sister Jing had just finished her work and was about to chat with Xiaokeai. When she left the bathroom, she couldn't find Xiaokeai. Sister Jing was frightened. This was a hotel outside the Northwest Film and Television Base of Beijing. If Xiaokeai ran out, someone might hurt Xiaobudian.

"Baby?" Sister Jing shouted first.

The little cutie came out of the side of the bedside table.

Sister Jing breathed a sigh of relief, hurried over and hugged her and asked, "What are you doing in your baby?"

The little cutie raised her hand, counted three numbers, and reported to her mother: "Three days of trouble."

Why do you mess with me in three days?

"Dad's slutty family is provoked for three days, but it's all three days." The little cutie turned back at the electronic watch at the bedside and said unhappily, "I asked for the watch and Dad's slutty family is provoked for three days."

Sister Jing laughed in silence. Waer's father is a daughter slave, and Waer is also Waer's father's servant.

I have only been out for two days, and I have to count the day I went out yesterday, so I was unhappy.

"I'll be back soon, and it's not until midnight." Sister Jing and the little cutie were stubborn and helped the little cutie, "Dad is going to do a serious business. As long as the baby is sleeping well, Dad will be back tomorrow."

The little cutie knows the principle of rounding up very well and tells her mother: "Everyone is about to be messed up at midnight, and if you get angry at midnight, you will be messed up tomorrow. Yesterday, my father was rude and didn't come back today, so I will be messed up for three days."

Sister Jing rubbed her eyes and looked at the watch carefully. That's right, there are nearly three hours left before midnight, so it can't be considered the next day.

After carefully observing the cute expression, Sister Jing mastered it.

What the little cutie wants to say is that my father is messing with him for three days, but he is asking him around the bush if he can come back tomorrow.

"Or why do you call your father and ask?" Sister Jing checked the room and did not have a camera, so she called her father with confidence and boldness.

The little cutie quickly asked for a phone call, hehe, he just wanted to call his father.

Guan Yin squatted on the street. This guy is generous today. More than a hundred fans came to see him. This guy sent him a cold drink, old salt and lemon tea. It is said that this thing will be burned.

"I said, aren't you yelling to take that person home? Why haven't you made any move?" For these guys, Guan Yinmen was clear and took out a thin guy. He was not tall. Because he was thin, he actually had a mid-part hairstyle. The more he looked at it, the more he thought about that person. Jia Gui in "Underground Traffic Station" is just a man with no skeleton. Overall, he is a guy with a normal appearance and a coquettish personality.

The young man was helpless: "You can't resist anything, you yell. Don't spread it to the post bar - I guess you can hold a banquet at the end of the year, will you come?"

Guan Yin thought about it for a while and it was relatively tight.

"Find time." Guanyin Road, "it should be able to take one or two days off."

"Bright Sword?" The guy took a sip of a cold drink and squatted aside to reason seriously. "You should go filming. It will definitely be lively at that time. We will send you a video. If you have a rest, you will come. Anyway, the air ticket will not be reimbursed."

That's not the case.

The female hero An from the mountain despised her: "Look at her fans, what good things do the rich and powerful people have to do? The stars are just coming forward. We are either criticized by our leaders or have to bow to life for dinner. What's the matter with us?"

There is no way, this person likes to join everyone, and he doesn't regard himself as a person at all. Besides, what good things are there for those rich and powerful people? There are so many people coming forward, so why should we make trouble?

"The main reason is that people who are rich and powerful don't look down on me and come to join in the fun." Guan Yin said lightly and then talked about the serious matters. "I said, when the holiday comes, you will go to teach in groups, and don't you leave a few days to chat with your parents and gather with friends around you?"

These people do things really admirable, but it won’t work without paying attention to their own affairs.

We have to live a good life and help those in need.

The governor nodded: "Actually, most people live with their parents. We have more local people. We can find ways to make some money and pay some money. When we go to the local area, we are willing to help solve some problems. In fact, we don't spend much money. In addition, most of them go with our small schoolbags. There is no problem with food and accommodation. Go back and talk about more safety matters. If you have time, communicate with relevant parties. We think we are going to help, not to cause trouble. Some people, regardless of subjectively or objectively, actually cause trouble for us. This phenomenon often occurs. Some aspects want to completely refuse us to help. This is a bit a bit of a waste of time. We can't solve this problem. You can find a way to solve it."

I have already written memorials and handed them over to the emperor.

"Take it slow, don't worry." Guan Yin sucks the straw. This thing is not very delicious. It's a waste of money, even if you have enough.

A phone call came over.

Guan Yin saw it and didn't know him.

"Who?" When Guan Yin answered the phone, he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the voice of a young man.

The other party introduced himself politely: "Teacher Guan, I am a student who has just graduated from the Emperor's Opera, that's the case."

Then I understand.

Want a role?

"Okay, I'll remember your phone number. Then see who will organize the crew, and I'll notify you to audition." Guan Yin was curious about how this guy knew his phone number?

The other party was very shy: "Han Shen and I graduated from the same high school."

This call is not surprising, the next call is strange.

"Ah, it's me, do you want to invest?" The other party didn't say who it was.

Guan Yin didn't care who the other party was: "Ah, you, what's your investment?"

A bunch of fans can’t say this person anymore, you can’t even take a look at Weibo.

Tonight's Weibo is lively.

First of all, the circle of god dramas wanted to scatter their hands and threaten the iron-headed kid, but the iron-headed kid even got her underwear. At this moment, the audience who had disliked the god drama for too long came up to laugh at him: "Did you smash your hands? You also threatened people. Can you threaten that guy?"

Secondly, the people in the five major art schools were very happy.

Guan Yin has a bad reputation in these art schools, and it is generally believed that he is destroying everyone's jobs.

Isn’t it good to be a star in a glorious manner?

Can't filming leisurely?

You are not right, you have to make it difficult for celebrities to be a star or the industry to make progress. The most fucking unbearable thing is that you can still get it done, and the most unbearable thing is that you can withstand this flag that is against the wind.

Is this so great?

But the problem is that even if you scold me, most people are scolded by others anyway. Attacking Guan someone seems to have become a rule in the art world. If you don’t scold that boy at a party, you can’t answer others, but once they give up the opportunity, you see what the ruthless people are scolding.

scold?

Nonsense.
Chapter completed!