Retracting his gaze, Shijing tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a friendly smile. Stretch out your white hand. "Hello Si Xie! actor Han Shijing. ”

Si Xie looked at the Book of Poetry and grinned, revealing his white teeth. The hand unconsciously touched the body before shaking hands with the Book of Poetry.

The fingers are slender and translucent, and the pink nail cover glows with an alluring sheen. As a person with Yan control and voice control, Si Xie unconsciously pinched a handful of Shijing's hand.

Seeing Shijing's smiling eyes, Si Xie's face turned red. What did she do? Where was she? She had just flirted with the goddess? Reacting, Si Xie let go of his hand suddenly, and his whole head turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Work with my good-looking people, little assistant, you have to believe that you will be more and more beautiful. He gestured to a chair next to her and motioned for her to sit down, joking.

Si Xie sat down, soaking in his excitement. She seemed to cheer a few words to ease her excitement. She saw the goddess, she was so beautiful, she was the best-looking person she had ever seen.

"Your professional counterpart, I'll ask you for a little help in the future. Looking at the person staring at her face, Shijing felt a little funny, this was the first person to like her so much. Or someone who likes the Book of Songs. And it is mentioned in the novel that Si Xie is a girl who grows up quickly.

Stress the excitement and try to concentrate. "Okay, okay, okay, I'm ready to take office now. Afraid that the poem would be repentant, Si Xie responded a few times in a row.

"Then you, take care of me now. Inexplicably, I felt that this silly girl was a little cute, and Shijing carefully talked to her, and the contract told her to print it out by herself and bring it tomorrow.

"No problem, no problem. Si Xie felt that she cared about money, but that person was a poet, so it didn't seem to be that important. Eating soil must also be done.

Shijing glanced at the time, and it was time for lunch.

"Little assistant, I'm (ಥ_ಥ) hungry, except for not eating spicy, there is nothing else to taboo. After the poor finished the poem, he took out a pile of money in his bag, scattered banknotes of various colors.

Shijing sighed. "Wait for me. After speaking, he carefully sorted out the messy banknotes.

It looks like a pile of money, and it is only four hundred and seventy-six yuan when it comes out, and Jia Shijing has all his belongings.

Si Xie took the money, and didn't forget to touch the hand of Shijing by the way, and ran out of the ward excitedly.

This private hospital is known in circles for being very good, not only for its technological advancement but also for its ability to keep it confidential. Anyway, it's not possible to get in here with money, and as for how she got in, I can only ask her father.

Shijing retracted his gaze and began to organize his satchel seriously.

The bag is large and the stuff inside is also miscellaneous. All kinds of documents, all kinds of cosmetics, and all kinds of sweets.

Collecting candy is Jia Shijing's preference, as for why he has this preference, he has to start from knowing Lin Ling two years ago.

Lin Ling is a rising star in the entertainment industry in the past two years, debuted at the age of eighteen, became popular at the age of twenty, and now it has been two years, and the popularity has not changed. Because of his good acting skills and excellent appearance, he is also a popular student in the entertainment industry.

I heard that he has recently stopped all the work he is doing, and is ready to take over the drama of the United States and the country, and is ready to open up the world.

And Lin Linghe's understanding of the Book of Poetry is also bloody.

The first play that Shijing received was a supporting role with a few lines, because she was too good-looking, she was directly excluded by the heroine, and the director changed it for her without saying a word in order to please people.

Full of joy and frustration at the beginning, the Book of Poetry is really sad, hiding in the corner alone and crying secretly.

At this time, Lin Ling happened to pass by, and the place where Shijing was standing happened to be next to his dressing room, and he was annoyed when he cried, so he directly asked the assistant to take the candy that he didn't know where to send people away.

It was at this time that Shijing met Lin Ling, she held a candy in her hand and looked at Lin Ling unconsciously.

The young man was still childish, with coldness and alienation between his eyebrows and eyes. The facial features are delicate and the temperament is excellent.

One glance is ten thousand years.

Lin Ling was stared at inexplicably, and directly raised his feet into the dressing room, without saying a word.

Shijing smiled, with tears in his eyes, and smiled brightly and brightly. It was the first time she had smiled so happily since her mother left, and the boy seemed to have become a light in her eyes at that moment.

A light of a moth to a fire.

Shijing has been inferior since he was a child, and the whole person is also cautious, but he always feels that something is missing.

Pour out one of the candies, put it in your mouth, and chew it slowly. There was a bit of sweetness in his mouth, but there was a bit of sneer in his eyebrows.

In my head, I was thinking about the next step.

After being discharged from the hospital in the past two days, she went home, went back to meet her father and grandmother, and then prepared for the college entrance examination.

She is now more than half a year away from being eighteen years old, and she is going to take the college entrance examination this year, which is a springboard.

As for entering the entertainment industry, you have to figure it out slowly. Since she wants to take this road, she has to take a splendid future of her own.

Shijing, do you have any plans?'

"Terminate the contract first, then take care of your body, prepare to be discharged from the hospital, and go home after being discharged. "I read the scriptures, I don't know whether to listen to myself or the system, coming here is really like a dream.

Si Xie made a meal for the two of them, put the lean porridge and a few light side dishes of the Book of Poetry on the table, took out the lunch box himself, sat on a stool on the side, and looked at the Book of Poetry with a smile while holding the rice. "I bought some casually, and I don't know if you like it or not. ”

"I love meat. Looking at the light lunch, Shijing glanced at Si Xie's plate.

"Isn't this hospitalization to be light?" I knew that she would have bought braised pork ribs and braised beef. "Don't you want to stay in shape?"

Saying that, looking at the figure of the Book of Poetry unscrupulously, it was the time of development, and the Book of Poetry already looked like it.

"When I was young, it was impossible to lose weight when I was growing my body. He hooked his finger at Si Xie. "Come, come, eat together. ”

Seduced by the goddess, he sat directly on the edge of the bed and ate it.

"Did you see anyone when you came back from cooking?" "The family must have known about her suicide, otherwise they wouldn't have sent her here."

Si Xie finished eating a chicken leg and wiped his hands. "No, I don't. ”

"Oh!" thinking that her father and grandmother would not dare to appear in front of her now, after all, Jia Shijing hated them. Thinking of a bunch of bad things, Shijing lowered his head and took a sip of porridge.

"Isn't it delicious?" Before Si Xie could finish speaking, the nurse who had left before knocked on the door and came in.

The nurse was holding a thermos lunch box in her hand, and when she saw that the two of them were eating, she paused slightly, and said to Shijing: "This, someone just sent it, and said that you have no food to eat." ”

With that, he walked to the side of the bed and put his things on the table where Shijing was eating. "I put it here. ”

"Thanks, put it here. I have someone to take care of, so you don't have to stay here all the time, just go and eat. "The voice of the Book of Poetry is very soft, but it has the magic of making people obedient.

The nurse thanked Shijing, explained that if there was something to do, he could ring the bell, and went out to eat.

When the nurse left, Si Xie inquiringly glanced at the lunch box and then at the Book of Poetry.

"My family gave it, so I can eat it boldly and with confidence. Shijing took a deep breath of the food in the lunch box that had just been delivered, and the wound on his wrist seemed to be less painful.