Chapter 34 Rational Planning Scientific Review, Not Feudalism or Superstition
"Tons and tons and tons of -"
Looking at the satisfied little fool sitting next to him drinking milk tea, Zhao Huaiming suddenly had the illusion that he was raising his daughter.
If Song Yi could give him a little daughter as cute as her, he could give them his life.
"Are you having fun today?"
Song Yi chewed on the pearl, his satisfied eyebrows and eyes crooked, "Happy." ”
"I'll leave work early every Friday to come with you." Zhao Huaiming parked the car steadily, "Next time you drink milk tea, you are not allowed to order such a big cup." ”
"Slightly." Song Yi stuck out his tongue at him.
After drinking a large bucket of milk tea, Song Yi, who couldn't sleep all of a sudden, leaned on the bedside and swiped Weibo.
Zhao Huaiming scooped Song Yi into his arms and hugged her to read.
#热顾思琪人设崩塌#
[I dropped out of high school and went out to mix, but I still dare to be a bully? 】
[It's really worthy of the entertainment industry, it can be said that black is white, and the character design depends on hype, now it's hyped, right? ] 】
[Pink turned black, she was fans before because she felt that she was a clear stream in the entertainment industry, but she didn't expect it to be all a lie, disgusting! ] 】
After reading a few casually, Song Yi lost interest after finding that it was all in a familiar format, and he quit and browsed his Weibo.
The culture of commentary is a harmony that is rare in 10,000 years.
[Song Yibaba, please bless me for not failing the midterm exam this time, and I will pay you a farewell to my early years here.
[Ask Song Yibaba to bless me with the success of the transfer, and I will give you a visit to the early years of ORZ]
Song Yi had never seen this kind of posture since she was a child, she was silent for a moment and began to comment.
——It's still early before the Chinese New Year, if you want to fail the exam, you can't believe in feudal superstitions, you have to review every day.
- I don't know the difficulty of the domestic transfer exam, you can ask the senior to brush some test questions.
But there are too many speeches like this, Song Yi really couldn't reply one by one, so he posted a Weibo, mainly expressing the views of rational planning, scientific review, not feudal and superstitious, and wishing all the friends who are about to face the exam can achieve their ideal results.
After sending, Mu Bai happened to call.
"Song Yi, I found a drama, it's very suitable for you, the script has been sent to your email, you can take a look, if you think it's okay, I'll take you to the audition tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Song Yi clicked on the mailbox.
"New script?"
"Well, I can't be sure yet."
This is a female No. 2, and there are a lot of scenes with the male protagonist in the book, and she is also the biggest female villain in the whole text, but the final result is not very good.
The character is the kind of ruthless and glamorous villain.
This is different from the sweet dramas that Song Yi acted in before, but Song Yi still likes this character.
Song Yi dialed Mu Bai back.
"I like the character."
"Okay, then I'll take you to the audition tomorrow afternoon, you stay up a little tonight and read the script a few more times, I've already inquired, the director of this show prefers serious actors."
Mu Bai actually didn't consider the fact that Song Yi would lose the election, after all, there was a gold owner father standing behind them, and his father casually invested millions of dollars, and the second female number one was not proper.
"Yes, okay."
Song Yi said goodbye to Mu Bai and climbed out of Zhao Huaiming's arms.
"What's wrong?"
The big guy hooked Song Yi's small waist.
"I'm going to audition tomorrow afternoon, and Mu Bai asked me to finish the script quickly."
"It's late now."
Ten forty-five o'clock.
"It's okay, I didn't sleep for days and nights when I was studying."
"If you're not sleepy, we'll do another round."
Hearing Zhao Huaiming say this, Song Yi was silent for a while, silently put down his phone, and lay back.
Forget it, it doesn't matter if you look at the script.