There was nothing to say, the prophet knew that this He Qi'er had the idea of ridiculing himself or really changing himself, so he simply pretended to be dead and did not respond.

And He Qi'er was obviously a little happy, and sure enough, flirting with this narcissistic prophet could make her feel better.

He Lincai looked at the script carefully, and Wang Qingyun also leaned to the side to watch, although she didn't know a few words.

"So, you're just playing a pretty and...... Brainless girl? ”

Looking at his daughter who nodded gently, He Lincai probably felt that this was a role tailored for his daughter. And as soon as he opened his mouth, he verified He Qi'er's conjecture.

"It's, probably, really... It's very suitable for you~ hehe......"

Can he, a father, not know what his daughter is like? The heroine of her youth written in this script is nothing more than a vase and a second in a quiet vase, and she doesn't need any acting skills at all. Even the lines are just a few simple sentences, and now I heard that they are all dubbing, even if the daughter's tone is not in place, you can let the dubbing be connected.

After reading this script, He Lincai was relieved, he was really afraid that his daughter would trap herself and others. Losing money is a small matter, and when the time comes, you won't be able to stand the blow or something, and then the gains outweigh the losses.

Wang Qingyun heard the child's father say that this script is suitable for his daughter, and rubbed his hands: "It's good now, Qiqi is going to be a star." Oh, oh no, it's almost six o'clock, and I haven't cooked yet! ”

Indeed, the hour hand points to six o'clock. No matter how simple it is, it's almost seven o'clock when it's done. Wang Qingyun lifted the vegetable basket and happily went to the kitchen.

"I'll go into the room."

Say hello to He Lincai, she has to continue to tidy up the original owner's house that is not messy but has a lot of 'garbage', at least it has to be pleasing to the eye. She had to throw that box of useless love letters, posters, or something in the trash to take up space.

He Qi'er, who came out of the room again, saw the teenager He Lai, who had come home from school.

In fact, the school ends at 4:45 every day, but the teenager finishes his homework in the classroom or plays ball with his classmates every day and drags on until 6 o'clock before he starts to go home.

When I got home, it was time to eat, and after eating, I took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks or something, and went into my small room to review my homework until I got up the next day to go to school with breakfast.

"Sister, it's time to eat."

It was He Qi'er's room door that He Lai knocked on just now, and this young man is really tough. But what surprised him today was that Sister A, who usually treats her hair like a jewel, actually lost the head of a boy like a boy, and said thank you to herself very politely.

Looking at the sun setting in the west outside the window, the sun is not in the wrong direction today?

He Qi'er just thought that she should have the politeness, although He Lai was younger than herself, but she didn't mind wanting to ease the relationship with the original owner and him. Such a sensible brother, she has always wanted to have.

When she was in Legel, she was the youngest in the family. Loved by her parents and blessed by her brother, she also wants to try what it's like to care for her younger brothers and sisters than herself, just right, isn't there one?

Wang Qingyun moved the roast goose and braised pork in front of He Qi'er's seat, took out a jar of Jianlibao, and thoughtfully inserted a straw.

"This is the roast goose you like, Mom bought you a lot today, enough for you to eat, eat quickly!"

"Thank you"

Although she didn't want to be so alienated, He Qi'er couldn't help but say kind words. Just as Wang Qingyun didn't sit down, He Qi'er looked at the empty seats in front of He Lincai and He Lai, she got up and went to the kitchen cabinet and took four glasses.

Just now she glanced at Wang Qingyun's vegetable basket, there was more than one bottle of drink in it, and she probably wanted to put it for herself to drink later. Unceremoniously, he took out the jar in the basket, opened it and poured it directly on top of the four cups.