Chapter 211: The Goddess Has a Heart

Well, it shouldn't be, in most cases, Ye Qingran was able to be calm when he found that he was being treated as a victim.

As the saying goes, if you don't explode in silence, you will be submissive in silence.

Ye Qingran naturally won't be in between, she is still quietly doing her own thing, in fact, because these days are the National Day files, there are still a lot more things in the theater to be busy.

It's just because she's relatively young and not an official staff member of the theater, and the task assigned to her is to hope that she can concentrate on playing the character she is responsible for, Ye Qingran is naturally not a character who will live up to the expectations of others. In these days, she used her own efforts to get this opportunity, and now she is seizing the opportunity to cherish it.

She looked at Ye Qingran, who had been concentrating on studying, and felt bored and uncomfortable, and after a while, she began to find various opportunities to tease Ye Qingran.

"Don't move." Ye Qingran felt Fan Yuyan's movements, and she had to stop.

However, Fan Yiran directly ignored her thoughts, and looked at Ye Qingran in front of her, she smiled and wanted to tease Ye Qingran: "It's so late, I want to go to sleep." ”

"Then you go to sleep, do you want me to carry you over?" Ye Qingran glanced at Fan Yiyan in front of her, obviously not believing that she would agree to such a thing, if she agreed, then the possibility of trying to trick herself would be higher.

Listening to Ye Qingran's words, Fan Yiran's pretty face turned red, before blurting out the promise, she calmed down first, and looked at Ye Qingran's expression in front of her, she knew that it was impossible for her to make such a move close to herself, then, she should just want to joke with herself.

Although disappointed in my heart. But Fan Yiyi's face still had a mischievous smile: "In this case, you can carry me to the room, my foot is injured and I can't move." ”

"You really are." Ye Qingran wordlessly stretched out his hand and nodded at Fan Yuyu: "Could it be that you have saved all the washing?" ”

"I've washed it." Fan Yiyi immediately raised his feet in front of Ye Qingran, and as soon as his long legs were raised, he completely forgot that he was wearing pajamas at this time, which was easy to show some good scenery.

Ye Qingran only saw the pair of snow-white bare feet, she looked at the light smile on Fan Yiyan's face, and roughly understood that this girl was now playing tricks on herself. If she wanted to concentrate on studying the script, she would definitely keep making trouble for herself.

Seeing that Ye Qingran's gaze suddenly stopped on her body, Fan Yuyu finally reacted that her action just now was too large, which was also beyond her psychological acceptance, and when Fan Yuran wanted to retract her feet, she couldn't retract it.

Fan Yiyi looked at it and found that it was Ye Qingran who held his foot, and immediately shouted: "What are you doing, the innocent place of a girl can't be touched casually." Do you want to make me itchy, let me tell you, we are so righteous and awe-inspiring, we can't play such a small trick. ”

Although Fan is not afraid of itching. But she wanted to use this passage to resolve the embarrassment between herself and Ye Qingran, so in the current situation, she could only shout a string of words.

Ye Qingran looked at Fan Yu's appearance in front of him. Said helplessly: "What kind of nonsense are you yelling about, I'll show you how your foot hurts, and help you massage it." ”

"Do you still have a massage?" Fan became curious. Seeing that Ye Qingran didn't want to take revenge on her previous teasing, she was relieved and boldly put her feet into Ye Qingran's hands: "Then, don't take the opportunity to retaliate." ”

"Did you just do something that I want revenge?" Ye Qingran raised his head, and his calm tone and voice actually trapped Fan Yanyan himself.

When she looked at Ye Qingran in front of her, she was a little flustered in her heart, but in order to maintain her composure in front of Ye Qingran, Fan Xiaopang's face was calm and calm, and she didn't care about anything.

Ye Qingran looked at her expression and secretly laughed, don't look at Fan Xiaopang's few film and television works that she can do now, but in fact, her acting skills are still a little bit, at least now, she looks like that.

After the joke was over, Ye Qingran also got serious, she held Fan Yuyan's toes and slowly walked downstream, her movements were not light or heavy, but Fan Xiaopang's feeling was strange. She was holding the remote control, but a pair of eyes didn't notice the TV in front of her at all, and completely drifted to Ye Qingran's hand next to her.

Fifteen-year-old Ye Qingran, with slender fingers and distinct bones, gently caressed her snow-white and pink bare feet, and her movements were as gentle as a feather gently scraping the soles of her feet.

"You, massage it, massage it, touch something." Fan Yiyi lowered his head, looked at Ye Qingran in front of him, and scolded angrily.

Ye Qingran was scolded inexplicably, and then inadvertently touched Fan Yanyan's foot and injured it, and then looked at Fan Yanyan's face, she understood a little in her heart: "I touched the place where your foot hurt, why don't you hurt at all?" ”

“…… Oops, my reflex arc is longer and my pain response is slower. Fan Qiran was very cooperative, she worked hard to keep her glorious image from collapsing, but Ye Qingran saw through her pretending to have a foot injury, and she didn't know how this black-bellied Ye Qingran would teach her.

However, Ye Qingran didn't directly throw away her feet, but carefully kneaded her: "You fell, don't look at it, it's nothing, but also pay attention, don't run around next time you walk, what if you don't have me by your side?" ”

The last half of the sentence Ye Qingran said lightly, but listening to Fan Yiyan's ears had a different taste, her mood couldn't help but brighten, Ye Qingran has never been so gentle with others, this is a special treatment that belongs to herself.

Fan Yiyi's house is barely squeezed into the third ring road in the capital, but the house is not large, with an ordinary two-bedroom and one-living room structure, and a small kitchen that can cook.

Ye Qingran was a little strange, Fan Yiyi had made a lot of money in the past two years under the name of Huayi, why did he only rent such an ordinary house, when he asked, he knew that Fan Yiyi was just renting a house, and he didn't buy it.

"Why don't you buy a house, you have to move later." Ye Qingran asked inadvertently.

Fan Yiyi behaved even more strangely: "I don't live in a house for much time, and it doesn't make much difference to rent one and buy one." Anyway, the house prices are cheap now. ”

Ye Qingran was stunned when she heard this, as if she had just remembered something important, and she unconsciously pressed Fan Yanyan's hand: "Wait a minute." ”

"What's wrong?" Fan looked at her suspiciously.

"What are the recent housing prices in Beijing?" Ye Qingran asked about this matter that ordinary people would not forget to care about.

"The average price is five or six thousand, what's wrong?" Fan Yiyi didn't know why Ye Qingran suddenly asked about the house price: "The price in the third ring road is definitely different, but the current price is quite high." ”

As an artist, Fan Yiyi's income is naturally different, and buying a house is not a problem for her, even so, after running around the country, she also knows that the housing prices in the capital are already very high.

"Only five or six thousand?" Ye Qingran muttered. She suddenly found that she seemed to have ignored some things before, including some things that she should have paid attention to a long time ago, the soaring housing prices were after 02, even so, the housing prices in the capital in 02 were not low compared to the whole country, and the five or six thousand that Fan Yuyu said was not the price in the third ring road.

"It's still low, you show your deposit, I want a sugar daddy." Fan Yiyi looked at Ye Qingran's expression in front of her speechlessly, and she suddenly remembered Ye Qingran's other identity. If you talk about actors, Ye Qingran, an artist who does not attend public occasions, let alone takes any acupuncture, may not have much income in acting.

The income of celebrities is actually not a big part of the salary. Unless it is a front-line or higher, other people's income mainly comes from attending various events and receiving advertising endorsements, but Ye Qingran, her exposure rate is really pitiful.

belongs to the kind of stable artist who plays one play a year. So Fan Yuyi has never taken her income seriously.

Ye Qingran glanced at Fan Yuyan, then walked straight to another room and closed the door: "I'll go to bed first, don't go to the wrong door in the middle of the night." ”

Fan Yiyi was very disdainful: "If you're afraid, I'll lock the door." You haven't answered me that question just now, how much have you deposited? ”

"......" Ye Qingran isolated this shameless woman from the door, finally blocked her noise out, and returned her a little cleaner.

It's just that Fan Yiyi's words just now can be regarded as a wake-up call for Ye Qingran, she naturally has no extra interest in flipping houses, but compared with the high housing prices that make ordinary people stop in the future, Ye Qingran has no need to take shortcuts.

After all, since this is 02 years, regardless of whether the skyrocketing housing prices will happen in the future, at the very least, it can be regarded as prepared.

After thinking about these things, Ye Qingran didn't continue to think about it for the time being, the things she was busy with now were just the rehearsals of the drama that were enough for her to be busy, not to mention the serialization in hand. The matter of buying a house depends on what the other person thinks.

She never lives alone, and she is used to living the life of two people, these times are very busy, but she misses the time for a moment.

is not the same as what others imagine, Ye Qingran's mobile phone is full of text messages that have not been sent, sometimes, her temperament is similar to An Yifei, and the words are in her heart, but it is difficult to say it.

I really don't know why this problem appeared in both of them at the same time, and it was so consistent.

"Sissy, it's time to go to bed, I have to go to school tomorrow, don't rest too late." Lin Xin was cleaning up before going to bed, putting back the things that had been messed up during the day one by one, and at the same time reminding An Yifei that it was time to rest.

"Hmm." An Yifei nodded, looked up at the clock in front of him, the short hour hand had already pointed to the position of eleven o'clock, it was indeed later than usual, if Ye Qingran was there, I am afraid that he would have already yawned and returned to the room to rest.

Why did you think of her again An Yifei frowned slightly, when she was resting, she was doing everything as usual, only occasionally when she turned over at night, her palm would inadvertently touch the vacant seat on the side.

The tentacles were cold, without the slightest hint of the expected warmth, and the familiar person was no longer in place.

An Yifei retracted her hand in a daze, and the hand holding the quilt was too hard, which made the knuckles turn white, and during the time that Ye Qingran left, she had been breathing a sigh of relief, so she refused to take the initiative to contact Ye Qingran.

But what she didn't expect was that Ye Qingran didn't take the initiative to contact her, and the bell she expected never rang.

Obviously it's just a big thing, why is this happening, An Yifei was angry, she was angry that she was making a big fuss, and she was also angry that Ye Qingran didn't say a word, and said to leave.

I took a breath, the time entered October, and the past heat was much less, and the air gradually became a little colder.

The things in front of her are all familiar to her since she was a child, but after missing her, An Yifei looked at this room and felt empty.

Thinking of her complaint to Ye Qingran just now, An Yifei couldn't help but bury her head in the quilt, in fact, she knew that her complaint was unreasonable, Ye Qingran always had a lot to do, and she was worried about something?

The performance of the drama was very successful, Ye Qingran's efforts were not in vain, at least she made the audience accept herself, in fact, even Zhou Ping was surprised, Ye Qingran's strength in reading her lines and her expressiveness on the stage were not at all what she looked like when she first arrived. If an actor can improve so much in just a few months, Zhou Ping would not believe it anyway, but Ye Qingran just did it.

Recalling that she was only fifteen years old, Zhou Ping couldn't wait to sign her directly, but considering that Ye Qingran didn't lack the conditions he provided at all, he could only give up this stupidly, however, after the next tour, Zhou Ping still asked Ye Qingran that if she had time, she was welcome to come to the theater at any time to do chores.

"I'll be there, as long as you don't leave me on the cold bench again." Ye Qingran smiled at the corner of her mouth, but she quickly reacted: "When is the next tour?" ”

"It won't be long, what's wrong?" Zhou Ping now values Ye Qingran very much, even if Ye Qingran is still in the position of supporting actress, he is still optimistic about her potential.

Ye Qingran raised his hand: "I want to go back." ”

"I haven't been home for months, right, but, Qingran, when I was on stage, I couldn't do without anyone, and with the time for rehearsals, I thought-" Zhou Ping was very embarrassed.

Seeing this, Ye Qingran couldn't help but say apologetically: "What you said is that let's wait until the tour is over." (To be continued.) )

PS: Ran to watch the pretender live