"Sister Lan, where are these?" Xiaowen opened the box and asked.

"You can put some inside and out." Feng Lan commanded.

Xiaowen picked up a stack of magazines, put some of the glass in the outer hall, and then carried a stack to Lu Xiaobei's room.

Lu Xiaobei opened the door for her and asked Feng Lan curiously: "How did you get in?" ”

"The password that Yan Chu gave." Feng Lan flipped through the boxes and replied.

"Did you bring these up?"

"Yan Chun brought it up."

"What about the others?"

"I'm going to work."

“…… Oh......" Lu Xiaobei scratched his head.

So early, they all brought the magazines to him, he went to work, and she didn't know how long she would have slept if she hadn't been woken up by the phone. Suddenly I felt that I was really too inactive. I know that I have forgotten what I should do.

Feng Lan took a few carefully selected magazines, and went over to the sofa to read them by himself: "You clean up first, I'll wait for you to clean up and then I'll say a few words to you." ”

"Oh, good!" Lu Xiaobei looked at his pajamas and hurriedly went back to his room.

When she came out again after cleaning up and washing, Xiaowen had already cooked her a bowl of milk oats.

"Sister Xiaobei, you can eat some first, there doesn't seem to be anything else in the refrigerator, so you can only eat this."

Lu Xiaobei took it, looked at Xiaowen's warm face, and was about to cry again.

Except for when she was still with Fang Zhe back then, how many years have passed, and no one will prepare breakfast for her, so that she can eat it after washing.

Lu Xiaobei swallowed the fragrant milk oats with tears of emotion, and Feng Lan put down the magazine he had just read in his hand: "Give you a week to take a good look at these magazines." There's not much time, you have to hurry. Xiaowen stays here with you. When you see it through, I'll pull Shine back. "Referring to the group. Afraid that Lu Xiaobei would be lazy, he said: "Remember, reading these magazines is your job now!" "I hope she can take her work as seriously as she does her real job.

"yes, I know." Lu Xiaobei responded.

"Then if there's anything else, you'll come back to me."

"Okay."

After the order, when Lu Xiaobei finished eating, Feng Lan withdrew.

In addition to taking care of her, Xiaowen who stayed behind should be responsible for supervising her.

Lu Xiaobei looked at the magazines that couldn't be put down, and there was a box of magazines that had fallen in the corner and had not been moved, a little melancholy, and a little suspicious.

suspects that the goal of her future work is not to act as an actor, but to plunge headlong into the fashion circle to develop-

Xiaowen is a girl who looks as quiet as her appearance, she accompanies Lu Xiaobei, helps her sort out the magazines she reads, helps her order food, helps her pour water and make fruits - although Lu Xiaobei wants to make the meal by herself, but obviously she doesn't have that time now - when she has nothing to do, she doesn't play with her mobile phone, so she silently follows Lu Xiaobei to read magazines on the side.

When they were eating, they chatted for a while, Xiaowen said that she admired Feng Lan very much, and she set a goal for herself, hoping that in ten years, she could also become an excellent agent like Feng Lan.

She's really not that old, only 21 years old.

Lu Xiaobei looked at her and felt that it was very much like seeing himself when he was a teenager and worked hard to take the entrance examination.

A person's courage to face their dreams should have nothing to do with age.

But most of the time, people will be worn out by time.

Thankfully, she still persevered at this age.

And Xiaowen opened her mouth for ten years, she thought, she must be able to.