Chapter 8: The Man Who Has the Lord
Without waiting for Jiang Yuliang to speak, Fang Xingran first sensed something keenly, and asked in a low voice, "What?" Could it be that the one inside is dressed more ceremoniously and compares our beautiful bodies? ”
"No, no," Xiao Tang waved his hand repeatedly, "...... inside"
Xiao Tang was pulled aside by Fang Xingran, and Jiang Yuliang didn't hear a word clearly.
"Pretty and beautiful, you wait for me here." Fang Xingran instructed Xiaoxiao, who was tidying up things in the car, a few more words, and entered the inner courtyard with Xiao Tang.
Jiang Yuliang didn't ask, no matter what Fang Xingran did, it wouldn't harm her. She looked up at the magnolia flowers, which had been scattered by the rain, and was about to raise her hand to pull a petal, when she was interrupted by an out-of-tune whistle in the distance.
"Look, whose fairy is this?"
Jiang Yuliang turned her head when she heard the voice, and saw a few people standing not far away, both men and women, all of whom had a good relationship with her in the crew. The young man at the head was dressed very casually, with flip-flops on his feet. is very tall, and her appearance and temperament have a kind of prodigal taste, which is the male protagonist who plays with her, Jin Linxiao.
Jiang Yuliang took out the posture of walking the red carpet, posed in front of him, and said, "Take a closer look, does it look like the person in your dreams that you have been thinking about for a long time?" ”
Jin Linxiao cooperatively circled around her, touched his chin and nodded: "It's like, it's too similar." ”
Everyone watched them perform for a minute, and finally reached the limit of endurance, and laughed backwards and backs. Jin Linxiao grinned and hooked Jiang Yuliang's shoulder, "Which high-end peak did you just come from?" Dress so formally. Wow, this diamond is dazzling. ”
Jiang Yu Liang said to Nunu inside, "Don't be poor, I'm a 'battle suit'." How's that, not bad, right? ”
Jin Linxiao put on a knowing smile: "As for it? Just for her? You're making a big fuss. ”
"Where can the prince of a wealthy family understand the suffering of our 'rootless duckweed'? You can wear a T-shirt and shorts at will, and step on a pull-up board, which is also 'master'. As for me, if it's a little dim, someone will steal the limelight and rub it in the mud. Jiang Yuliang's expression was complaining, and she looked forward to her posture when she spoke, and Lin Daiyu's tone was just right for her.
Rao is Jin Linxiao, who has worked with Jiang Yuliang many times, was also dazzled by her acting skills that switched freely.
He has a famous director father, a queen mother, and is a veritable "wealthy family". When Jin Linxiao was young, he was hugged by his mother to act without saying a word. When it comes to acting skills, he can be called an "old drama bone". But he still sighed at Jiang Yuliang's natural acting without a trace of performance.
Some people are really chasing after God to enjoy food. For so many years, there has been an actress with this kind of aura, and he has seen Jiang Yuliang alone.
"What duckweed, if there is a 'master', you are the one who has the master." Jin Linxiao became famous early, not to mention his family background, but he has no shelf, and he never hesitates to praise and take care of those who sincerely appreciate him.
"Huh? What did Jin Shao say just now? It's not early, it's time to go to bed, right? One of the casting directors in Group A quipped.
"I wasn't pretty just now, but now, I can't say it."
"It's just that we are beautiful and have this ability to make Jin Shao give up the Zhou Gong he misses in his heart."
Everyone teased me every word, and Jin Linxiao accepted it all, "The fairy is here, who is still rare Zhou Gong's old man?" Let's also try the prawns baked by the Michelin-starred chef. ”
Everyone walked in in a hurry, and Jiang Yuliang felt the sadness brought out from the hospital, and finally secretly hid it back in the depths of her heart. The vague magnolia struggling in the dense smoke and oil and gas secretly lingered beside the corners of her fluttering skirt.