"Then I'll sing 'LoveStory'." didn't think much about it at all, so he responded to Ye Jingcheng's request.

This black child is still a clever ghost, and when he saw Ye Jingcheng, he looked at Zhu Baoyi from time to time. Simply choose songs with the theme of love, can adult beauty be secondary, the main thing is to vote for others, and your tip is easier to get.

Where。 do。 I。 begin

To。 tell。 the。 story。 of。 how。 great。 a。 love。 can。 be

The。 sweet。 loves。 tory。 that。 is。 older。 than。 the。 sea

……

The black kid's singing voice is not bad, but the style of the song does not suit him, especially the image of him as a black man. Compared with later, the kind of foaming rap at the beginning is more suitable for him.

"So, can I take the twenty dollars?" After finishing the song, seeing Ye Jingcheng thoughtfully, the black man took the initiative to ask for help.

Ye Jingcheng nodded, and then asked, "You have a good singing voice, why don't you become a singer and sing here." ”

"Do you think I have the potential for that?" Putting away the dollar, the black man said excitedly.

"Well, I had that in mind. It's just that my parents want me to be a useful person. Finally the black man shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's why I have to study hard." ”

"You're a little younger now." Ye Jingcheng agreed with this statement and asked: "Wait a few more years, or you can be an excellent actor in addition to being a singer." ”

"Sir, your tone sounds like a scout." The attitude of blacks has changed.

There is no need for Ye Jingcheng to open his mouth on this point, Zhu Baoyi took the initiative to explain it for him. When he heard that Ye Jingcheng was a director, producer, and investor, the black man was very excited, and secretly said that he really didn't make a wrong decision, and he came here to look for opportunities during the summer vacation, but he didn't expect to meet an investor in a blink of an eye.

It's just that his fiery heart quickly cooled down. There don't seem to be Chinese investors in Hollywood, and it can't be said that there are none, but if you want to say that you can't find one who is famous. Even the Chinese Theater on the Avenue of Stars was built by a Chinese person.

"I'm not a producer here, but sooner or later Hollywood will become my development platform." Ye Jingcheng smiled confidently. Then let the black man leave his phone number and home address, or have the opportunity to film with him later.

The black kid didn't have any other idea about that. Being able to tip twenty dollars at hand would never have any intention of being a black man like him. It's just that Ye Jingcheng asked him to film, and the black child also shook his head and rejected it.

In his mind, unless blacks will no longer be discriminated against in the future, then Ye Jingcheng may be able to develop into Hollywood.

Ye Jingcheng invited the other party to eat together, and the black child swallowed his saliva when he looked at the huge chicken butt, and finally refused Ye Jingcheng's kindness.

After leaving your name, phone number, and address, you turn around and leave the restaurant.

"Will. Smith, Philadelphia? That's right. Looking at the name and address on the note, Ye Jingcheng's mind conjured up the figure of an adult black man.

……

"Ah~~" The two walked on the street, Zhu Baoyi covered his mouth and yawned.

Seeing that the other party was slightly tired, Ye Jingcheng asked with concern, "Do you need to go back to the hotel to rest first?" ”

"No, I'm not really tired." Zhu Baoyi twisted his shoulders and immediately changed to a refreshed look. It's just that in Ye Jingcheng's opinion, she is obviously holding on.

Seeing Zhu Baoyi's figure walking a few steps, he shook his head with a smile. It's just that the next moment, Ye Jingcheng's face changed sharply. One reached out and pulled Zhu Baoyi back.

"What do you do!" This time, Zhu Baoyi reacted quickly. has been embraced by Ye Jingcheng in his arms, and she hasn't realized that she lacks heart.

"Bang-" But a second later, there was a loud bang from where she had been standing, and a flower tray fell from the three-story house.

Fortunately, Ye Jingcheng pulled her in time, otherwise the flower plate would have smashed her head, even if her life was not in danger, she would definitely have to go to the hospital for first aid.

"It's okay." Helping Zhu Baoyi up, Ye Jingcheng glanced at the residence. You can vaguely hear the noise of men and women from above, and it is estimated that it is a young couple who disagree and throw things around.

"It's okay, it's just...... Ah! "An unstable, Zhu Baoyi's high heels directly broke the heel, and even the ankle was broken.

Seeing this, Ye Jingcheng said, "I'll take you to the hospital to have a look." ”

"No, it's just a twist of the foot." Zhu Baoyi reluctantly wanted to stand up, but the tingling sensation from her ankle caused her to sweat coldly.

"It's okay if you don't go to the hospital, I'll help you back to the hotel to rest first." Originally, Ye Jingcheng wanted to say that he would go back to the other party. But Zhu Baoyi obviously refused his kindness, so he had to retreat and ask for help.

put Zhu Baoyi's right hand on his shoulder, and then his left hand was on the other party's waist, and he couldn't help but grope up and down. I didn't expect Zhu Baoyi to look skinny, but it was fleshy to the touch.

Fortunately, the other party's attention was on his ankle, so he didn't notice his small movements.

Ye Jingcheng saw that it was good, helped Zhu Baoyi to walk for a while, and finally stopped a taxi, and the two returned to the hotel near the airport.

Back at the hotel, Ye Jingcheng didn't let Zhu Bao go, enthusiastically took out a medicinal wine from the suitcase, and then knocked on the other party's door.

"Leaf... Brother Cheng, is there something wrong? Zhu Baoyi limped out and opened the door.

"Your foot is sprained, and it is easy to swell up if you don't deal with it, and it just so happens that I have an iron medicine wine there." With that, Ye Jingcheng handed over the medicinal wine.

"Thank you." Zhu Baoyi took the medicinal wine with a little touch.

"No, you can handle it all by yourself?" Seeing that the other party looked puzzled, Ye Jingcheng knew that her cowhide lantern was not pretending, but really didn't understand the meaning of his words, so he simply said bluntly: "Why don't I help you make medicinal wine?" ”

"No, no, I'll do it myself." Zhu Baoyi hurriedly shirked it.

"The most important thing in medicinal wine is strength, you can't grasp this, let me help you." After speaking, Ye Jingcheng took the medicinal wine again, and then walked into the room unceremoniously, and closed the door by the way, which made Zhu Baoyi speechless for a while.

Despite the twisting in his heart, Zhu Baoyi still accepted the kindness of Ye Jingcheng's gang. The two sat at one end of the three-person sofa, and Ye Jingcheng enthusiastically lifted the other party's injured foot to his thigh.

In fact, the most lethal thing about Zhu Baoyi is not the temperament and face on his body. It's her long legs that are at least 105 cm below the waist, which is definitely a golden ratio for a person who is more than 1.7 meters tall.

What's more, Zhu Baoyi changed into a pair of shorts at this time, and the fair skin under the shorts was exposed. Let people see her white and straight beauty. legs, I can't wait to fall into her gentle country and be caught alive. (To be continued.) )