Mu Yi was stunned for a moment and said in a low voice: "Xiao Han, I was wrong!" ”

"Heh-" Xiao Han smiled faintly, then approached him and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with me?" ”

For this question, Mu Yi thought about it, but he still didn't know why, so he just looked at him in a daze.

"I want to watch TV too." Xiao Han's gaze fell on the computer screen.

"Look!" Mu Yi was a little helpless and said, "You can look at it however you want." ”

"You've never taken me to the playground." Xiao Han said, "Old man, I'll be jealous!" If I'm jealous, I won't be able to control myself......"

Mu Yi looked up and looked outside, the rain was still falling, although it was already very small, but it had not completely stopped, and it was also very late today.

"When do you want to go?" Mu Yi finally asked, "It's dark now." ”

"Why don't you take me there when it's not dark? I don't want to go now, I ...... I...... Wanted to go twenty years ago. Xiao Han felt that he couldn't control his anger again, "Whenever you come to Jinling and take him to play, I will be locked up at home by you, except for the stiff instant noodles, there is nothing, just like that, I have to save some instant noodles to eat, otherwise, I will eat too much this meal, and I will only be hungry in the next meal." ”

Mu Yi just looked at him and didn't say a word, because he didn't know what to say.

"I'm hungry!" Xiao Han sat down in the chair across from him.

"What are you going to eat?" Mu Yi asked, "Instant noodles?" ”

"Ice cream! I want it now, you buy it for me. Xiao Han said.

Mu Yi nodded. Immediately picked up the change from the side, turned around and went out, and walked to a small store at the top of the antique street, thankfully, this ice cream shop had the same ice cream he bought for Yang Kang, and hurriedly bought one back.

However, when Mu Yi pushed open the door of Yuzhen Zhai, he saw Xiao Han leaning on the sofa, and on the coffee table on the side, there was the painting. He looked intently at the painting.

Although Xiao Han kept saying. He didn't learn much about "grafting", but Mu Yi knew that at his level. He could see the painting as it was at a glance.

"Xiao Han. Your ice cream. Mu Yi looked at him with some flattery.

"Begonia Spring Sleep Picture"?" Xiao Han took the ice cream. Looking at him, he asked, "Old man, you are really capable." ”

"It's not mine." Mu Yi hurriedly shook his head. "It's Akon's."

"I want to!" Xiao Han looked at him and said.

"Akang is not going to sell it." Mu Yi is really embarrassed, Xiao Han doesn't have any hobbies for antiques, but he likes ladies' pictures.

His dream has always been to collect all the four beautiful pictures of Tang Yin, and "Begonia Spring Sleep" is one of them.

"But I want to ......" Xiao Han looked at him, a little persistent.

"I'll find you that "Zhaojun Out of the Plug"?" Mu Yi said, he was very helpless, where did he go to find the "Zhaojun Out of Setu". Well, even if there is "Zhaojun Out of the Plug", it is far less famous than "Begonia Spring Sleep".

"Old man, I'm leaving, take care!" Xiao Han took the ice cream, stood up, and walked outside.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and whispered, "This is the first time you've bought me a snack." With that, he walked out of Yuzhen Zhai directly.

The president of Maserati was not fast, and slowly drove out of the antique street, and the middle-aged man looked at the ice cream in Lin Fenghan's hand and asked, "You don't eat it?" ”

"I don't like chocolate, it's a bit bitter." Xiao Han said lightly, "He never knew what I liked." ”

"You just came to Jinling and asked him to buy you an ice cream?" The middle-aged man frowned and said.

"I just came to Jinling and asked him to buy him an ice cream, what's wrong with me?" Xiao Han said angrily, "I'm in a bad mood today, don't provoke me." ”

"Haha-" The middle-aged man couldn't stop laughing.

"You hide something from me." Xiao Han glanced at him with some resentment and said.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man didn't know why, and said, "What are you hiding?" ”

"My dad!" Xiao Han said, "If my father knew, he would have to come back and strangle him." ”

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "I don't have the ability to hide it from Lord Lingzun!" ”

"Try to cover it up for a while." Xiao Han said, "Yang Kang is kind to me, but because of the old man's momentary confusion, I am equivalent to indirectly killing Yang Chongxuan, so if I can help him now, I will do my best." ”

"In fact, Mr. Mu is not happy in his heart." The middle-aged man persuaded, "Why do you have to run to stimulate him?" ”

"He's not good, am I better?" Xiao Leng smiled, "Everyone told me that they were innocent, and they were all forced to do so, so what about me?" What am I? The product of the conspiracy, I am someone's bargaining chip, used to blackmail my father? ”

"When I didn't say it." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and asked, "Do you want to stay overnight in Jinling?" ”

"No, go back to Yangcheng." Xiao Han said, "Jinling has been very eventful recently, and I don't want to stay here. ”

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man nodded and drove towards the highway intersection.

But when Yang Kang walked to the door of the Tang Mansion, Tang Rong was already waiting at the door, and when he saw him, he was busy laughing and said, "Young Master Kang is here, our eldest young master has been waiting for a while." ”

"Hello Uncle Rong!" Yang Kang nodded with a smile, and under the leadership of Tang Rong, he went directly to a small living room.

Although he has been here a few times, this is the first time he has come to this living room, and judging from the layout of the living room, it doesn't seem like it is used by Tang Chen to meet guests on weekdays.

"Little prince, come on, come on, sit here." Tang Hao greeted him with a smile on his face.

In addition, Cai Fang, Chen Xuan, and Lu Mingyu are all there, and there are two other women, both dressed fashionably and good-looking, Yang Kang looks at them and seems to be a little familiar, and he can't remember what they are called. There is also a middle-aged man with golden eyes, with fair skin, and Yang Kang doesn't know him.

"Why are you here today?" Yang Kang asked with a smile.

"You're not going to read the script?" Tang Hao said with a smile, "Come on, come on, this is a famous screenwriter in China - Editor Chen." He said as he introduced the screenwriter.

"What about the script? Show me! Yang Kang said as he sat down on the sofa.

"You're so pragmatic." Cai Fang smiled, "Just ask for the script?" As he spoke, he was rubbing a woman's tender little waist in his hands.

"Let's get down to business first, and we'll find a place to drink." Yang Kang smiled, "Show me the script first." ”

Editor Chen is a little unhappy, he is also a famous screenwriter in China, he was invited to come to Tang Mansion today, he is still very happy, and he feels very honored, which can make the Tang family look at him differently.

But when Tang Hao introduced him just now, the handsome-looking young man didn't seem to take it seriously at all, and he didn't even say hello to him.

Seeing Yang Kang's handsome appearance, Chen Bian instinctively thought that this person was also a star, after all, if he didn't make movies like this, he was really sorry for his face.

He also knows that many celebrities who have just entered the industry don't know who they are when they are praised by others, and they have been stumbling and stumbling in the entertainment industry for several years before they can converge their edges, grind them well, and their acting skills gradually become exquisite.

Of course, the premise is that they don't get knocked out.

The competition in any industry is actually quite fierce.

"By the way, Cai Dashao, these two are-" Yang Kang pointed to the little star that Cai Fang was rubbing.

Cai Fang introduced it for a while, and Yang Kang knew that one of them was a little tender model, called Lin Fangrong, who was not famous, had a good figure, and had a good face, and wanted to develop in the film and television industry.

The other is a young singer who has recently risen with a sweet voice and a good name, called Huang Ying. I don't know if it's my real name or my stage name.

"Eat at my side in the evening." Tang Hao said with a smile.

"Your dad isn't there?" Yang Kang was stunned.

"Uh......" Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then asked puzzled, "What to do?" ”

"If he's here, we're messing around here, he's ......," Yang Kang sneered, "not very good?" ”

"He didn't care much about us." Tang Hao smiled, "It's okay, besides, he won't eat with us." ”

"Hmm!" Yang Kang nodded, and urged, "Show me the script." ”

"Editor Chen, did you bring the script?" Tang Hao looked at Chen Bian and asked.

"Bring it!" Chen pushed the gold-wire glasses, took out a stack of bound printer paper from the briefcase, and handed it over.

Yang Kang didn't say anything, and took it directly.

Since he invested 30 million, he always has to think about how to recover the cost - the quality of a movie, the script is important, if the story itself is not good-looking and not attractive enough to attract the audience, then no matter how famous the actor or first-class director, no matter how good the publicity is, it will be in vain. Therefore, he read the script very seriously.

After reading it once, he actually turned it upside down and read it again, and then, he also took a pen and began to scribble and change the script.

Cai Fang, Lin Fangrong, Huang Ying, Lu Mingyu and others whispered and laughed, which inevitably involved some ** topics.

Tang Hao walked to Yang Kang's side, only to find that he actually began to seriously revise the script.

"You still know this?" Tang Hao was speechless.

"I'm a student of literature, scripts, novels, it's all basic!" Yang Kang said that these are all justified.

"I remember when I was a freshman, Yang also wrote a stage play." Chen Xuan said suddenly, "It seems that you have won an award?" ”

"When you are idle and bored, you must always develop some hobbies that are good for your body and mind." When Yang Kang said such a sentence, he couldn't help but look at Cai Fang, and he found that Cai Fang's investment in making movies was purely for the sake of making female movie stars, and the little young models and stars around him were changed one after another.

"Little prince, I feel that my hobby is beneficial to my body and mind." Cai Fang laughed and said, "Your hobby is hard work, and other screenwriters are not happy." (To be continued......)