Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 199. Fanwai: Variety show recording of a family of four (5)

This is an anti-theft badge. "We haven't held the wedding yet, and everyone hasn't given the money with us. Let's wait until the wedding."

"Oh." Yuan Mingxu responded.

The two were silent for a moment.

"Speaking of which, who is your marriage partner?"

"You don't know, it was given by your family when you were young."

"Baby kiss? You can also make a baby kiss?"

Jiang Mochen was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Yuan Mingxu froze for a moment, then said in a stumbling manner, "I am, I am just curious."

"There is nothing to be curious about. You don't know each other. When you come back, we will meet and you will know each other."

"What kind of person is the other party?"

"Nice guy."

"Really, then congratulations."

"Thank you."

Yuan Mingxu was silent again. He didn't know what to say. He held the phone and said slowly, "Actually, it's fine to get married. After all, there is no one who doesn't have a family. It's just," he lowered his voice. Eyes, "I feel that I may not be able to hold on any longer. I may not have a home of my own in this life."

Jiang Mochen thought what he said was ridiculous and boring, he thought to himself, what's the use of you telling me these things?

"Yuan Mingxu, I still have something to do here. If you have nothing else to do, I will hang up first."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Only Yuan Mingxu was left alone, holding the phone in disbelief, Jiang Mochen actually hung up his phone, Jiang Mochen who had always been gentle and protective of him actually hung up his phone! Yuan Mingxu couldn't believe it. He looked at the phone and suddenly panicked.

Jiang Mochen hung up the phone, lowered his head, blinked, and sighed softly.

Just at the moment when he was sighing, he suddenly felt the side of his face being icy, and he turned his head reflexively. Before he could get angry, he saw Yan Qingchi standing behind the bench, his eyebrows and eyes curved Passed the Coke over, "Here, please drink Coke."

As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling face, Jiang Mochen could only helplessly take it, and said, "You are five years old, as old as chess, and you still play this, and you don't even play chess."

Qiqi heard his name, looked up and asked him, "What are you playing?"

Yan Qingchi froze the small cup of juice on his face, Qiqi shrank back a bit, but felt the coolness was very comfortable, so he giggled.

"Look, chess and chess are not too cold, but you are still too cold. Uncle Jiang, are you 50 years old? Do you need longan and wolfberry health tea in a thermos?"

Jiang Mochen was very curious about his ability to respond accurately every time, "Did you use to be on the debate team? I think you have a good eloquence. You should change your career to talk about talk shows. It's definitely better than you are now." Red."

"It's up to you, Boss. After two days, I signed a contract with Nancheng. The company can't decide the route plan. If you decide to let me talk on the talk show, Boss, I can only listen to you." .”

"You still know that I am your boss, I don't think you have the slightest fear of me."

"What do you want me to be afraid of you? Seeing you every day is like meeting the dean?"

"It's okay."

"But it is illegal for the dean and the students to drive."

Jiang Mochen almost spit out a mouthful of Coke, "The child is still here, be careful what you say, and get on the road."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "How can Qiqi understand these meanings, just stop thinking about it yourself."

Jiang Mochen didn't speak, he felt that if he died young one day, he would be mad at Yan Qingchi, and his mouth would have to be sewn up sooner or later!

After drinking the drinks and eating the popcorn, the three of them calmly started to play the next project. After all, Qiqi was young, and he was a little tired after playing in the afternoon, but he rarely came to the playground and always wanted to stay longer, so the three of them found a restaurant for dinner, and waited until it was dark before bringing Qiqi leave.

Qiqi was really tired and a little sleepy, so he fell asleep leaning against Yan Qingchi in the car. Jiang Mochen saw from the rearview mirror that Yan Qingchi pulled the blanket on the car to cover Qiqi, and when he looked up, his eyes met.

"Tired?" Yan Qingchi asked him, "If you are tired, let me drive."

"You'd better sit still."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Qiqi is very happy today."

"Well, I can see it."

"After a while, when school starts in September, is Qiqi going to kindergarten or elementary school?"

"Elementary school."

Yan Qingchi nodded, and he looked down at Qiqi, "Going to elementary school and meeting some new friends is also a new start for him."

"Yeah."

That's great, Yan Qingchi thought, a new start, a new future, he will use himself as a chess piece, in the vast world, step by step, start his own beautiful future.

Two days later, Li Jiang finally returned to City X. Yan Qingchi and Xingyue officially terminated the contract. On the day of the termination, he formally signed a contract with Nancheng. Nancheng's senior manager, Guan Mei, became his new manager. On this day, Yan Qingchi finally ushered in his first role on the road to stardom—the male number three of "Lost", and the young college student Meng Luo who is both the son of the victim and the ultimate murderer of the case.

The first time Yan Qingchi heard about this role was from Jiang Mochen. He looked at Jiang Mochen, "So you mean that the male number three of your crew is free now, let me audition?"

"Yeah."

"But isn't this movie about to start in half a month? Why is there a character suddenly vacant?"

"Meng Luo's setting is a college student. In order to reflect his age, he previously set a young actor. That is, in the first two months, this actor was broadcast as the male second in a TV series. The effect was not bad. He Because of this, I received some invitations, including the male lead of a TV series. As for the male lead, naturally everyone wants to act. But Director Wang doesn't like someone to interfere in his own drama, and the drama he played the leading role in is also the same. The filming started recently, so when Director Wang found out about it, he expressed his attitude to the young actor's agent. The two parties negotiated for a long time, but the actor was still unwilling to give up the male lead, so Director Wang decided to give up on him and find another suitable candidate. You also know that this drama is about to start. At this time, it is time to change people. The time is tight and the tasks are heavy. The director asked me if I had any recommendations. I thought about it. You are also in this age group, and you look like a college student. How about your acting skills, that's why I told you to try it out, and if you get selected, of course it's the best, but if you can't be selected," Jiang Mochen looked him up and down, "Then you should work hard."

"When shall I go then?"

"Tomorrow, Guan Mei will take you there."

"Then what kind of personality is this character?"

Jiang Mochen thought for a while, and said to him simply, "I can only give you a general idea, but don't worry, you go to the audition tomorrow, and someone will tell you about the play, and you don't understand when the time comes You can ask him."

"Okay." Yan Qingchi nodded, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, I hope we can meet again on the set."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Yes."

"Is it?"

Yan Qingchi was thinking about how to answer her, when Wei Lan turned around and saw him all of a sudden.

"Yo, you're here to audition too." Wei Lan said as she walked towards him.

Yan Qingchi could only helplessly respond, "Yes."

"Jiang Mochen recommended it?"

"Yeah."

"Hey," Wei Lan wrapped his arms around his neck, approached him, and whispered, "Are you really married to Jiang Mochen?"

Yan Qingchi remembered that he only said that he was married, but he didn't say who it was, so, "How do you know it's Jiang Mochen?"

"Jiang Mochen told my brother himself. Otherwise, I wouldn't believe that Jiang Mochen would be with you even if I was killed? Is he blind? Or is it purely based on face?"

Yan Qingchi was helpless, "Is it really okay for you to belittle the client in front of the client?"

"Aren't I telling the truth," Wei Lan looked at him, "otherwise, how do you think you match Jiang Mochen? Family background? Talent? Or character? You also match his face."

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, and said seriously: "I think my talent and personality are not bad."

"The talent of decathlon and the character of talking bad about people behind their backs?"

"There is an old saying that a tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. You may not believe it if you say it, but I just suppress it on purpose."

Wei Lan looked disbelieving, "Oh, here is your chance to show yourself, you don't have to suppress this audition."

Yan Qingchi heard the words, but did not speak.

Wei Lan shook her head and clicked her tongue, "At first I thought I might not be able to try, but now looking at you, I think I might be close."

"Not necessarily."

"Okay, let's make a bet, if you succeed in the audition, I will delete my previous prejudice against you with one click, and admit that you have extraordinary talent and a good personality. But if you don't, I succeeded, Then," Wei Lan looked at him, "you can accompany me to have a meal with my brother."

Yan Qingchi: "...I just said that you were bad once before, you don't need to kill them all like this."

"My brother is now a serious businessman, what are you afraid of."

"Now?" Yan Qingchi emphasized.

Wei Lan smiled, "Don't worry, with Jiang Mochen backing you up, he won't touch you."

Yan Qingchi couldn't understand how he got into the muddy water of the Wei brothers. He was about to speak, when Wei Lan took out his mobile phone and tilted his head to take a group photo of them.

"What are you doing?"

"It's rare to see each other, let's take a group photo as a souvenir."

"It's not that simple."

As soon as he said this, someone called Wei Lan, saying that it was his turn, Wei Lan immediately put the phone back in his pocket, "Bye, I will pick you up for dinner."