Chapter Ninety-Four: Playing the Harmonica to Kexi
Film and Television City, the crew of "Ask Chang'an".
Li Zicong announced that the person who played the heroine Meng Yaoyao had changed, no longer Yan Jiaojiao, but Ye Qingchu.
"Xiao Ye, can you say hello?"
Ye Qingchu came and smiled politely: "Hello everyone, I will play the role of 'Meng Yaoyao' in the future, please take care of me." ā
The staff whispered, "I didn't expect the heroine to be replaced by Ye Qingchu, she looks good and polite." ā
"Yes, her agent also brought us a lot of meeting gifts, and she is really good at being a person."
A group of people chatted privately, "Ye Qingchu herself is pure and beautiful, she looks better than on TV, after chatting a few words before, I feel that she has a good temper, much better than Yan Jiaojiao." ā
"Speaking of which, our crew is really full of twists and turns, first the lord of Changping was replaced by Kexi, and then the heroine was replaced, fortunately, there are not many scenes that need to be reshot."
"Haha, Director Li is also afraid of Yan Jiaojiao, and arranges at most one scene for her every day, or none at all, otherwise Django will be tired to death, and the same scene will be filmed over and over again."
One of them said with a smile: "This is called 'Saiong loses his horse and knows whether he is blessed', and the biggest investor in our drama has now become the Three Cities Group, and it is a thief who has face when he says it." ā
"Yes, Sancheng Group has not invested in any TV series and movies for seven consecutive years, and the first drama that Mu Sinian invested in after serving as president was "Ask Chang'an" ......"
"Speaking of Mr. Mu, yesterday's operation was too powerful!"
"No, I just don't understand who wants to harm Django, that Zhang Chao is also terrible, he looks quite honest, but he dares to do anything for money, and people like him should stay in prison for a few more years."
The words of their chat reached Ye Qingchu's ears, and he became even more suspicious of Mu Jianggo's identity in his heart.
As long as it is confirmed that Django is the son of Xiao Sansheng, he will always have a stain on his body, and he will not be favored by advertisers, whether it is in the entertainment industry or the fashion industry, he will not want to turn over.
Ye Qingchu thought of this, and walked to Django Mu's lounge, with a pure and lovely smile, "Hello Django, are you free later?" Can you speak to me? ā
Mu Django was teaching Kexi to write Chinese homework, and he didn't even raise his head, and replied directly, "I'm not available." ā
Ye Qingchu stood by the door awkwardly, "In order to make the filming go smoothly later, let's take a look, right?" All right? ā
If she didn't find this opportunity to get close to Django and get closer to him, she really couldn't find any other excuse.
Zhao Xianyu felt that Ye Qingchu was a good person, and he was a little pitiful to see her being hung aside, so he couldn't help but help her speak.
"Django, why don't you do it?" He took the script and said, "In the next few scenes, you have a lot of lines. ā
The assistants also persuaded one after another: "Yes, on the first day that people came to the crew in the early Qing Dynasty, you should take care of it a little." ā
Even the little Mengbao holding the pencil spoke.
She raised her little head, her big eyes were bright, "Little pigeon, Kexi can do her homework by herself, you and your big sister are going to be busy, right?" ā
Mu Django was reluctant, "But I want to spend more time with Kexi......"
"The big sister stood there and looked at the little pigeon all the time, pitiful, as if she needed the little pigeon more than Koshi."
"Hey, okay, okay."
Mu Jiangge got up and took the script handed to him by Salted Fish, and walked towards Ye Qingchu, "Which scene do you want to be right about?" ā
"The scene arguing about whether or not to leave the Qi Kingdom in order to find medicine for the county lord of Changping, I have never been able to grasp Meng Yaoyao's tone."
Django walked around her, "Let's go outside and read, but Xi has to do her homework, so I can't disturb her." ā
"Okay." Ye Qingchu behaved very well and followed Django.
While they were talking to each other outside, Natsujii, who had been waiting for his time nearby, sneaked into the lounge, "Kexi! ā
"Ah, little persimmon!"
Little Kexi greeted happily.
Xia Sijing sat next to Kexi, "What are you doing?" ā
"Doing homework, Kexi is doing Lianliankan, xigua's pinyin should be watermelon...... "She said as she connected the pinyin and the graphics.
Xia Jijing helped on the side, pointing to the picture of the washing machine, "xiyiji even this one in the lower right corner, the washing machine." ā
The two children connected a few pictures together, and Kexi seemed to have found something interesting, "Little persimmon, look at this, 'xiaoshizi', it's the same as your name." ā
After happily speaking, she looked at the row of pictures below suspiciously, and found that none of the pictures looked like persimmons, "Huh? Strange, why not persimmons? ā
"It should be 'lion cub,'" the boy pointed to the lion figure in the middle, "but look, there's a lion over here." ā
The girl's long eyelashes flickered and she exclaimed, "Really, wow! The little persimmon is so powerful. ā
Xia Sijing's cheeks flushed, and he said embarrassedly: "Kexi's homework looks relatively simple, if it is more difficult, I won't be able to." ā
"Brother Che also said that Kexi's homework is simple, and comforted Kexi and said that the exam will definitely not be too difficult, so I don't have to be afraid."
Hearing Kexi mention the words "Brother Che", Xia Sijing puffed out his mouth jealously, "Kexi, do you have a good relationship with Xiao Che?" ā
"Of course it's very good, Brother Che is very powerful, ancient poems are too difficult, when Kexi can't understand it, Brother Che will also draw a picture and explain it to Kexi, I think it's even better than the teacher!"
"He can draw......"
"Yes, yes," Xiao Kexi turned the homework book to the first few pages as if offering a treasure, "Little persimmon, look, these are all paintings drawn by Brother Che, so cute, right?" ā
Xia Sijing saw the picture drawn by Xiao Che, his little brows furrowed, and he said "um" unwillingly.
Why can't I draw myself?
No way! can't be compared to Xiao Che!
"I can't draw, but I can play the harmonica, and I can play the harmonica very well!"
"Huh?" The little girl was dumbfounded.
She didn't understand why Little Persimmon suddenly mentioned playing the harmonica.
A few assistants sat next to them and peeked at them, feeling that the children's appearance was super high, especially right, and they couldn't help but laugh quietly at this time: "Why do you think Terai seems to be jealous?" ā
"I'm just jealous, hahaha......"
"I can already smell the sour smell of the vinegar jar overturning, and lo and behold, they have already begun to show off their skills."
The mother fans glanced at each other and reached a tacit understanding, and in order to help Terai show his musical skills in front of Koxi, they deliberately exaggeratedly said, "Wow! Terai can actually play the harmonica? We want to hear it! ā
"Kexi, do you want to hear him play the harmonica?"
Xiao Kexi was stunned, although he didn't understand why everyone suddenly asked Xiao Persimmon to play the harmonica, but he still nodded with great support, "I want to!" ā
After the show, she wondered, "But what is a harmonica?" ā
Taking out a chromatic harmonica that he carried with him, Xia Sijing's cheeks were dyed with a transparent flush, and he said a little shyly: "This is the harmonica, which can play beautiful songs." ā
The harmonica was the only gift from Terai's father.
His father is a singer who sings in a bar, and his mother dislikes that his father can't make money and can't maintain his living expenses, and almost every day when his father comes home, his mother quarrels with him over money.
On the day the couple divorced, Terai's father gave his harmonica to Xiao Terai, "Later, Terai met a girl he liked, so he played the harmonica to her!" But don't be useless like your father, Terai wants to be a man who can protect his mother and the little girl he likes. ā
With his father's words in mind, Natsujii put the harmonica to his lips and played "Sakura Sakura Wants to See You".
It's Monday...... I hope that the ranking of recommended votes will remain within the top 50. o(ā§vā¦)o~~
(End of chapter)