Back in the room, Bo Yu pillowed his head on Xinling's thigh and sighed for no reason.

"What's wrong? Still worried about Yumo's fiancé? Xinling knew him too well, put down the computer, and gently wiped his eyebrows with his hand.

"Yes, Hu Yifei's idea is not very good, and the executor we chose is even more unreliable, I am now worried that after Yumo compares Zhang Wei, she thinks that her fiancé is even better." Boyu said with some concern.

"Emotional things are more difficult to do, we can only try our best to help as friends, but in the end, how to decide, it depends on herself." Xinling persuaded.

"Well, that's what I said, it depends on how Zhang Wei plays." Bo Yu didn't think about it anymore, turned his head and asked Xinling, "How are you now?" ”

Speaking of herself, Xinling naturally laughed, just like the joy of seeing her own children grow up and become talents: "The response is good, everyone says that my writing is delicate, the characters are three-dimensional, and there are readers who want me to add more." “

"It's impossible to add more, don't listen to them, the most important thing in writing is to be happy, don't be tired of yourself." Boyu hurriedly said.

"Don't worry, I know, there will be measure." Seeing Bo Yu staring at himself with a nervous expression, Xinling had no choice but to reassure him.

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Zeng Xiaoxian happily held a large photo frame, which was his own avatar, and showed it to Hu Yifei as if showing off: "Look, handsome or not!" ”

Hu Yifei looked at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was serious in the photo frame, and then looked at him who was much more obscene: "What is this?" A posthumous photo taken of yourself in advance? ”

"Ahh I'm going to change it to mine soon! Zeng Xiaoxian said proudly.

"Yo, you're usurping the throne?" Hu Yifei asked casually in a brisk tone.

"What do you mean that I have usurped the throne, Chairman Zhao of the Affiliated Residents Committee of the apartment has emigrated abroad, and I have become a regular official, and I can hang my photo in the lobby of the apartment in the future, and there is a free parking space!" Zeng Xiaoxian said happily.

"Wait..."Tang Youyou, who was reading the script on the sofa, suddenly interjected, "The thin old man who hung in the lobby of the apartment before, he is not dead?" ”

"Of course, people will immigrate immediately, and they are alive and well." Zeng Xiaoxian said.

"Oh, I thought he was a man who contributed to the apartment, and after he died, he hung a picture in the lobby for everyone to pay their respects to." Tang Youyou said very seriously.

Hu Yifei couldn't help laughing: "If a new resident comes in in the future, there will definitely be misunderstandings like Youyou, but they thought that it would be Zeng Xiaoxian who died." ”

Zeng Xiaoxian was a little worried about the situation Hu Yifei said, but he put his mind at ease in an instant, it was a big deal to go out more often, everyone could see themselves every day, and no one would think that he was hanging.

"Teacher Zeng, let's go, go to the bar, I need a wingman." Lu Ziqiao pushed the door in and greeted Zeng Xiaoxian.

"Excuse me, I don't have time, I'll go to the lobby to hang photos later." Zeng Xiaoxian refused.

"What photo?" Lu Ziqiao noticed the photo frame in Zeng Xiaoxian's hand, "Teacher Zeng, it's quite up to date, others at most prepare a suicide note or something in advance, you even have a suicide note?" ”

"Why do you all think this is my last photo? Is there such a handsome posthumous photo? Zeng Xiaoxian was a little dissatisfied.

"Our understanding of Shuai... It may not be the same..."Lu Ziqiao said narrowly.

Zeng Xiaoxian made a gesture to hammer him, but Lu Ziqiao hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I'll accompany you to hang a photo, and then let's go to the bar again, you help me cover up, and if necessary, I will die with each other." ”

Tang Youyou was speechless for her eldest nephew, her mind was full of eating, drinking, and picking up girls all day long, and she really didn't know when she would be more serious.

"Nephew, I have a drama performance in the small theater this Saturday, you must come and see it." Tang Youyou said to Lu Ziqiao.

"Drama? Spare me, last time I watched the drama performed by Yifei, I didn't have much appetite to eat for three days. Lu Ziqiao had a bitter face.

"What? Do you have a problem with the drama I play? Hu Yifei smiled and threatened.

"No, no, don't dare, don't dare." Lu Ziqiao hurriedly changed his words, "Little aunt, you want to act in a drama?" What genre? ”

"Shakespeare's classic romantic drama "Romeo and Juliet", you also just need to accept the influence of classic love, re-establish your own view of love, don't be full of second base, third base and top base all day long." Tang Youyou said earnestly.

"You still know third base?" Lu Ziqiao's focus is completely off.

Tang Youyou threw a pillow and smashed him: "Don't talk nonsense, you must go when the time comes!" ”

Lu Ziqiao agreed, and went downstairs with Zeng Xiaoxian to hang the photo, but Hu Yifei asked Tang Youyou: "Juliet's lines are familiar by heart."

Tang Youyou's expression immediately fell: "Not yet, it's too embarrassing, and I haven't memorized it yet." ”

"And how did you get through the interview?" Hu Yifei asked with some curiosity.

Speaking of this, Tang Youyou was very happy: "The original heroine suddenly fell ill, so it was my turn as a super substitute." “

"Hey, don't be happy so early, you haven't memorized your lines, what are you doing on stage? Looking for fun? Hu Yifei This is just a kind reminder, not a cold water for Tang Youyou.

"It's okay, I've already made an agreement with Guan Gujun, and when the time comes, he will sit in the first row and will whisper to help me with the inscription." Tang Youyou said with confidence.

Hu Yifei suddenly remembered that Bo Yu revealed to him that Guan Gu magically liked Tang Youyou, his eyes rolled, and he pretended to ask casually: "Youyou, what do you think of Guan Gu?" ”

Tang Youyou didn't realize the meaning of Hu Yifei's words, and said directly without thinking about it: "Guan Gu people are very good, very gentlemanly, but the accent is a little weird, you know, we as actors have requirements for language and lines, so I always feel a little awkward when I listen to him, but it is much better after getting used to it." ”

Hu Yifei was worried about arousing Tang Youyou's notice, so he didn't ask any more, but muttered in his heart: "What if Youyou doesn't like Guan Gu's accent?" It is estimated that he will not be able to change it in this life, hey, you guys, you can't let me save some snacks. ”

Tang Youyou's phone rang suddenly, and she looked at the caller ID and picked it up.

"Hey, I'm Yoyo."

"Really?"

"Okay, thanks, bye."

Hanging up the phone, Tang Youyou's expression was solemn: "Oh no." ”

"What's wrong?" Hu Yifei asked.

"I called from the Drama Center and asked me to go to a show on Saturday."

"Didn't you already know?"

"It's another scene, the heroine of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" is also sick, and she wants me to be a substitute."

"Both heroines are sick, so evil?" Hu Yifei muttered.

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