Chapter 44: A Hundred Years of Magnolia

The beginning of autumn is full of sycamores and the moon is bright

The court smiled at Magnolia Xin, changed the wine, and reunited for the first time.

The Dan book is open, the green clouds are hanging up, don't forget the eight strange words.

Yutang Spring, Feng Lao's favorite scenery, a hundred years of Yutang Spring, in this compound, only this one, priceless treasure.

Meng Fanhua, like Meng Yi, has a soft spot for this Yutang Spring.

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The ill-intentioned smile of Ruhan was intended to tease her.

"Eh, what's wrong?

Meng Fanhua gave him a big faceless face and was about to refute Na Ru Khan, but Chen Yuan called her aside.

This time, the filming location is in Yuzhou, a beautiful place where a person is outstanding.

In addition to the beautiful mountains and rivers in Yuzhou, there is another person worthy of Chen Yuan's flock to.

This is the veteran of the film and television industry, Feng Lao is an upright person, and has always taken acting as a career, although he is old, his position in the film and television industry is still unbeatable.

The bigwig in the film and television industry, Chen Yuan has a good relationship with Feng Lao, and of course he has to pay a special visit when he comes to Yuzhou this time.

I went on a trip in the morning, and when I came back, I didn't know what I thought, so I called Lin Bihua, Chuxin, and Meng Fanhua together, planning to visit Feng Lao and have dinner together.

Lin Yihua and Chuxin smiled, they couldn't ask for to meet the seniors in the film and television industry, and there was no way to introduce them usually, but this time Chen Yuan was willing to take them with him.

Lin Yihua asked the reason, but Chen Yuan only said that it was explained by Boss Yu Ji, and hoped that he would see the world more.

As for Chuxin and Meng Fanhua, Chuxin can still understand, a small flower, Meng Fanhua, Lin Ruhua doesn't know what to take her for, or Meng Fanhua has some special background, it is worth Chen Yuan to take her along.

The courtyard is a little deeper, the willows are piled up with smoke, and the curtains are not repeated.

Yule carved saddle tour smelter, the height of the building does not see Zhangtai Road.

Just entered the old courtyard, nine curves back to the intestine Yanran Road.

A quaint and elegant Chinese-style courtyard.

Others look at koi jumping into the water, rockery pavilions.

Meng Fanhua only likes that jade hall spring, stands up to the Yunquan Pavilion, respectfully called the white jade hall, and the mountain shadow is green.

Although Feng Lao's Yutang spring is not the season to bloom in March and April, it also makes Meng Fanhua stop for a long time, and the clouds are deep.

"Eh, this isn't a ...... Yu"

"Yu Ji's entertainment Lin is like a birch. ”

Chen Yuan suddenly grabbed the chatterbox, and Feng Shangfeng was obviously shocked.

But he also calmed down quickly, and bowed his head at Lin Ruhua.

Lin Bihua felt that there was something in his words, and no one had ever introduced him to him - Lin Bihua of Yu Ji Entertainment.

This sentence seems extremely strange.

Feng Shangfeng took a deep breath and looked at Chen Yuan, without waiting for Lin Yihua and Chu Chu to speak, Feng Lao looked at Meng Fanhua with interest, to be honest, Feng Lao's appearance and tone of speech were very similar to the turtle immortals in Dragon Ball.

"Hehe, who should this be?"

"Flowers in my dreams, my TV series or the author of novels. ”

"Flowers, hehe, good name!"

"Really, everyone thinks the flowers are gone, and you still think it's a good name?"

"Blossoming, icing on the cake. It's like my Yutang Spring, it's not the time to bloom yet, but if the clouds go up, it's worth a thousand gold, right?"

Feng Lao didn't say much, but every word was fine, a pun, but he really couldn't understand what he didn't understand.

At the banquet, Meng Fanhua just smiled faintly, and she didn't lose a glass when it was time to drink.

Lin Bihua is always worried that she drinks too much, and always wants to help her block a few glasses, but it turns out that Meng Fanhua's wine for so many years is not in vain, but Lin Bihua herself has drunk too much, to what extent?

Fragmented. Can't remember it at all.

Although Meng Fanhua's face was ruddy, she couldn't get drunk.

The early autumn sun woke up his eyelashes, and the light flashed back and forth on his delicate face with the curtains stirred by the breeze, making Lin Ruhua feel that he was hovering in a dream.

Thirsty, he woke up with a splitting headache, and the breeze was blowing, and he thought he was still dreaming.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

A series of questions made him stunned, and he didn't know what day it would be.

It wasn't until Qiuqiu stretched his waist and came to his room that he grabbed Qiuqiu and asked.

"Why am I here? Flowers? Oh no, why are you here?"

Qiuqiu looked at Lin Nihua's unkempt hair, red eyes, and the smell of wine still permeating the air because of the hangover, that is, you can still smell the smell of raspberries and the leisurely floral fragrance of violet, mixed with the natural fermentation of wine in red wine, for Lin Bihua, it has been a long time.

"Brother Hua, Brother Hua, this is the first time I've seen you so embarrassed in so many years, what about your self-discipline? What about your cleanliness? Do you know how hard I went to get you back?

For Qiuqiu, Lin Ruhua basically has no memory, because when he was staggering, he no longer knew how many cups he drank.

And Qiuqiu thought yesterday that Lin Yihua was going to a banquet, and he would finally be able to relax for a day, but he didn't expect a phone call from Chen Yuan to call him, he looked at the drunk Lin Yihua, and his face turned white.

But I don't know if it's a blessing in disguise, I saw the famous Fengshang Peak, and I lived in the courtyard of Feng Lao for a night.

He should have been at ease, admiring the flowers, watching the koi, and smelling the flavors.

But in order to look at the unconscious Lin Ruhua, I didn't smell the clear flavor, but I smelled the wine for a long time.

"What the hell is going on with the flowers?"

"My aunt didn't have anything to do, the more she drank, the whiter her face became, and she got her drunken original intention back. But you, oops, that's hard to put into words. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Brother Hua, you can have a snack, if the paparazzi know, Sister Yan will have to eat me!"

"This is the courtyard of the old wind, right? ”

"If you get it, you won't be able to wash it when you jump into the Yellow River!"

Lin Ruhua felt that it was no big deal, it was just a drunken drink, why did Qiuqiu make such a fuss.

Looking at yourself in the mirror, is this really him?

The one who looks sloppy.

For the sake of Meng Fanhua, he seems to have gone a little too far.

And what about her? Did she ever care about him?

Wait a minute.

Oh my gosh, what's on the wrist?

His chaotic mind began to rac, and then, as if he remembered something terrible.

Then, he was stunned.

"Well, when did you come?"

"Guess. ”

"I guess you're big, tell me quickly. ”

"Brother Hua, you wash your face first, brush your teeth, it's morning, and you have to go out to see Feng Lao in a while." You're not going to wear this unkempt hair, are you?"

Qiuqiu has been smiling all the time, which makes Lin Ruhua want to hit him a little.

For Lin Bihua, who usually pays attention to his appearance, it's over, he has no face to see.

I don't have the face to see Meng Fanhua.