Fu Shiye added fish fillets to Fu Shiyun's bowl, and didn't care about his rudeness just now: "Look at how much Uncle Tang loves you, you made your favorite fish, and your grandfather caught it himself." You've been a little angry lately, do you want me to ask Uncle Tang to go to the old lady and ask for a pill of Xiangxue Runjin Dan to come back and suppress the fire in your heart? ”

Speaking of the old lady, Fu Shiyun's arrogance was like a spark thrown into the water in an instant, completely extinguished.

Fu Shiyun quieted down to eat, and didn't dare to choke with Wen Yabao anymore.

"Are the cacti all settled?"

Fu Shiye put a plate of vegetable salad in front of Wen Yabao and asked casually.

"It's well arranged." Airtight, quite secure.

"That's good."

No one spoke at the table, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Fu Shiye didn't eat much for dinner, and Wen Yabao stopped chopsticks after eating a few bites of food.

The fish fillet was sent into Fu Shiyun's bowl with chopsticks and chopsticks.

He has a round belly.

"I can't eat it." Fu Shiyun confessed.

"Xiao Yun is still growing his body, and he needs to eat more to grow taller." As he spoke, Wen Yabao took another piece of chopsticks and sent it to Fu Shiyun's bowl.

Shrimp and asparagus, garlic beef, and vegetable salad.

Wen Yabao took a little of everything and piled it into his bowl.

Children who don't have a long memory will always be skinny to the point of collapse.

Fu Shiyun's eyes for help glanced at Fu Shiye.

The poor little appearance did not arouse Fu Shiye's pity: "Don't waste it." ”

The implication is that it must be eaten.

Fu Shiye also felt that he had indeed gone too far recently, and Wen Yabao had a small punishment and a big commandment.

Fu Shiye, who was happy to watch the play, decided to help Wen Yabao establish his prestige.

lest in the future, when the petty temperament comes up, it will be endless noise.

Wen Yabao finished dinner and decided to go out for a walk.

Fu Shiye didn't say or ask, and walked directly to follow.

Wen Yabao walked along the path in the garden and along the lake.

The lock of the garden, Wen Yabao summons Ash to open.

All the way unimpeded.

Maybe it's a typhoon coming, and the deep blue sky is full of large gray clouds.

Heavy pressure on the top of the head.

"Have you been very idle lately?"

It's not that Wen Yabao didn't see Fu Shiye, it's just that he followed all the way and didn't speak.

Compared to the dark clouds overhead, there is still a sense of presence.

"I'm afraid that the start will be delayed after the banquet, Long Lin asked you, are you interested in the project "Man in the Shadow"?" Fu Shiye opened his mouth to talk about business.

Wen Yabao has a clear distinction between public and private, so naturally he will not get along with him on this.

"She asked you to be a lobbyist because she wanted me to take on the project. With my coffee position, I can go to the second female on the border at most, I have read the script, and the character design is very average. ”

Wen Yabao doesn't like this role, the vicious second female actor is good enough to attract fans, but the later drama will be seriously restricted.

She had also discussed with her aunt before, and in terms of liking, Yun Mei's final effect would be the best.

The most clever thing is the point where the screenwriter gives the character to play.

And the second female of the person in the movie is completely a tool person.

Acting well may not be pitiful, and it is normal to be scolded if you don't act well.

In fact, sometimes the villain plays well and empathizes with the protagonist, and the villain is scolded even more ruthlessly.

The second female protagonist in the film completely serves the plot, and the screenwriter did not consider the meaning of the second female existence at all when writing the script.

A completely soulless character, Wen Yabao didn't think to touch.

"Let me play the heroine, investors probably won't agree. So...... Mr. Long knew that I wouldn't accept it, so he specially asked Mr. Fu to come to my mouth, did he want me to take over this drama in your face? ”

Wen Yabao felt that this was what Long Lin meant.