However, the reality is cruel, Xiaolan not only did not understand Lin Xiaoguang's thoughts, but also squeezed between Lin Xiaoguang and Song Yi to make dumplings.

Lin Xiaoguang walked up to Song Yi and said to her: "Xiao Song, I see that you are quite professional in making dumplings, why don't you give me some pointers?"

Of course, Song Yi was embarrassed to refuse, said hello to Lin Xiaoguang, and stared at the movements of Lin Xiaoguang's hands while making dumplings.

Making dumplings is such a simple thing, Lin Xiaoguang will be able to watch it once, but he still has to pretend that he is not very good at it, and he frowned at Song Yi.

"Brother Xiaoguang, stop first, you see my ......," Song Yi said, and re-operated it.

Lin Xiaoguang still repeated the old tricks, but Song Yi simply couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply taught him by hand.

Song Yi couldn't help but bury himself and said, "Why are you so stupid, you can't make dumplings well......"

Lin Xiaoguang felt her smooth fingertips, smiled and quipped: "If I have a good bag, why do I call you to come?"

Song Yi looked at Lin Xiaoguang and was stunned for a moment, as if he understood all of a sudden, his face turned red suddenly, and then he retracted his hand in hindsight.

Lin Xiaoguang smiled, staring at Song Yi's white and red cheeks, and couldn't help but feel proud.

"You can wrap it yourself......" Song Yi's whole body was hot when he was watched, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Lin Xiaoguang's eyes again.

"Okay. Lin Xiaoguang was not reluctant, retracted his gaze, and began to wrap the dumplings seriously.

There is a lot of strength in numbers, and the three of them quickly wrapped two plates of dumplings.

"Xiaolan, you take it to the kitchen and steam it. Lin Xiaoguang commanded.

"Okay boss, I'll go right away. Xiaolan nodded, glanced at Lin Xiaoguang, and then looked at Song Yi meaningfully, and went out with two plates of dumplings.

Because the crew of "The Pretender" has already chartered the entire hotel, there are often actors from the crew who go to the back kitchen of the hotel after the play to open a small stove alone to improve the food, and Lin Xiaoguang is naturally no exception.

After Xiaolan went out, only Lin Xiaoguang and Song Yi were left in the room.

Without a third person present, Song Yi also relaxed a lot, on the other hand, being in the same room with Lin Xiaoguang, a lonely man and a widow, he gradually felt nervous and scared, like a little sheep to be slaughtered, and his whole body was in a tense state.

Just when Song Yi was reluctant to give up and wondered if Lin Xiaoguang had other plans for him, Lin Xiaoguang didn't say a word, and suddenly stretched out a hand and touched her cheek.

"Hmm......" Lin Xiaoguang's sudden move frightened Song Yi's body and mouth.

Seeing that Song Yi was frightened by himself, Lin Xiaoguang smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, you have flour residue on your face." ”

Hearing Lin Xiaoguang say this, Song Yiden breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to wipe her cheeks, but she still felt a little nervous in her heart.

After all, she has been in this circle for a few years, and she is tired of being in the film and television crew, she has more or less heard of it, and some are passive, but most of the time, the double knife is voluntary.

Song Yi is not afraid of Lin Xiaoguang, nor is she afraid that Lin Xiaoguang will do something to her, she is simply afraid that this kind of thing will really happen to her, and she doesn't know what to do for a while.

However, what Song Yi didn't know was that compared to Chiguoguo's body impact without any foreshadowing, Lin Xiaoguang still enjoyed the process of soul collision.

Lin Xiaoguang opened his mouth to break the silence: "Sit down, Xiao Song, the dumplings will be eaten soon." ”

"Okay, Brother Xiaoguang. Song Yi hesitated for a moment, but sat down as he said.

Lin Xiaoguang lit a cigarette and asked faintly, "Xiao Song, are you now a signed artist of Noon Sunshine?"

Song Yi replied truthfully: "Yes, Brother Xiaoguang." ”

Lin Xiaoguang asked again: "When will your contract with Noon expire?"

Song Yi looked at Lin Xiaoguang puzzled: "What's the matter, Brother Xiaoguang, why do you ask that?"

Lin Xiaoguang spat out the smoke ring and said disapprerovingly: "It's nothing, I just want to ask you, would you like to join our company?"

Hearing Lin Xiaoguang take the initiative to invite herself, Song Yi was obviously a little flattered, even if she still didn't know whether Lin Xiaoguang was telling the truth or a lie.

It is no exaggeration to say that among so many film directors in the entire entertainment industry, Lin Xiaoguang's ability to praise people is definitely in the top three.

Everyone knows that Lin Xiaoguang not only became popular with Jing Boran and Cheng Yanxi with "Those Years", but also became popular with Bai Lily and Wen Zhang with the movie "Thirty-three Days of Broken Love......

Even Zhao Liying, a hot TV flower, became an instant hit with Lin Xiaoguang's "Love of the Hawthorn Tree".

Song Yi looked at Lin Xiaoguang uncertainly: "Brother Xiaoguang, you won't be joking with me, right?"

Lin Xiaoguang said angrily: "Am I joking?"

Song Yi nodded and said timidly: "It's a little ......"

Lin Xiaoguang sighed: "I, Lin Xiaoguang, have always been one and the same as I am. ”

"Let me ask you, do you want to join our company?"

Facing Lin Xiaoguang's questioning, Song Yi said calmly: "Brother Xiaoguang, this is too sudden, I ...... I never thought you'd ask me this question. ”

Lin Xiaoguang extinguished the cigarette butt on the ashtray and asked, "I'll just ask you, do you want to or do you want to?"

Song Yi was not hesitant, and said honestly: "Yes, of course I do, but my contract with Noon will expire in 2 years." ”

Lin Xiaoguang thought for a moment, then muttered, "Since this is the case, then wait a little longer." ”

"Tell me when your contract is about to expire. ”

Song Yi looked at Lin Xiaoguang and said gratefully: "Okay, thank you, Brother Xiaoguang." ”

Lin Xiaoguang also looked at Song Yi, from top to bottom, from bottom to top.

Song Yi is wearing a white dress tonight, which looks very slender, and the shoulders are designed with ruffled suspenders, which perfectly highlights Song Yi's beautiful collarbones.

This white long dress, under the illumination of the light, made Song Yi's already fair complexion shine even brighter, and her fair and translucent skin was like a freshly shelled egg.

I don't know if it's because I'm hungry, or because Song Yixiu is delicious, Lin Xiaoguang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The room was very quiet, and when he heard the sound of Lin Xiaoguang swallowing saliva, Song Yi was obviously stunned for a moment, but he still didn't say anything, but lowered his head and let Lin Xiaoguang's gaze move on his body.

In this situation, Song Yi seems to have understood that Lin Xiaoguang wants to sign himself under his banner, he must not simply be optimistic about himself, or rather, this is likely to be a deal between himself and him.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoguang suddenly beckoned to her: "Xiao Song, come here, sit next to me, and I'll help you look at palmistry." ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Yi was stunned, looking at Lin Xiaoguang in disbelief, she knew that this must be Lin Xiaoguang's routine again.

Seeing the expression on Song Yi's face, he seemed to be a little frightened, Lin Xiaoguang said softly and speechlessly: "Don't be afraid, come here, can I still eat you?"

Song Yi chewed the meaning of Lin Xiao's words, clenched his fists tightly, hesitated for a few seconds, but still mustered up his courage and sat down next to Lin Xiaoguang.

Song Yi sat beside him, and Lin Xiaoguang could clearly feel the elegant fragrance on Song Yi's body and her rapid and nervous breathing.

"Hold your hand out. Lin Xiaoguang said unhurriedly.

This time, Song Yi did not hesitate, obediently stretched out his jade hand and put it on Lin Xiaoguang's big hand, and he didn't care whether Lin Xiaoguang would read palmistry.

Lin Xiaoguang carefully spread out her palms and pretended to look at them, he could clearly feel her trembling nervously.

However, Lin Xiaoguang didn't care about this, and scratched her palm, Song Yi couldn't bear the itch, and reflexively retracted his hand.

"Don't be nervous, Xiao Song, be good, let go of your hand, Brother Xiaoguang is helping you read palmistry." Lin Xiaoguang said seriously.

"Oh. Song Yi nodded and stretched out his hand again.

"Well, yes, the career line looks okay, and there is a chance to become popular. Lin Xiaoguang commented matter-of-factly.

Song Yi looked at Lin Xiaoguang suspiciously: "Brother Xiaoguang, is what you said true?"

Lin Xiaoguang nodded: "Of course it's right, the first thing I do when I choose actors for a movie is to help them read palmistry." ”