Chapter 135: Jinghua Smoke Cloud

Flights back to your home country.

Qiao Yiran begged to sit in business class with the program team, but what does it matter where he can sit with Jiu'er?

Of course, it would be nice if there was no Qiao Yanran, a dead girl.

"Yun'er, they, so pitiful......" Qiao Yanran was watching the movie while discussing the plot with Qiu Yun, snorting and inhaling, her eyes were red, and people who didn't know thought who bullied her!

Qiao Yiran just wanted to kick Qiao Yanran, who was in the way, and it was not that there were no vacant positions, so he had to squeeze in a row with him and Jiu'er, although there were indeed three seats in a row.

Now all cameras are turned off and are not part of the shooting time. Three seats in a row, Qiu Yun sat in the room, one left and one right were Qiao Yiran and Qiao Yanran.

Qiao Yiran only felt an endless headache, he really should help Yanran find a boyfriend, he always came to disturb him and Jiu'er, it was annoying!

Qiu Yun went to the bathroom, passed by the director and several team leaders, and couldn't help but stop when she heard her name.

"Brother Jiacheng and Chu Chuyou already call them 'Shenyang' couples, and the other three couples don't have cp names yet, and the names are so good that the audience can remember them at once."

"Sister Milan and Mijun's words...... How about the secret sister and brother, both of them have the surname Mi! ”

"What about Yang Jing and Ye Hua? There are also Yanran and Qiu Yun. ”

"Passing by the clouds, how about the clouds?"

The crowd disagreed and argued. Qiu Yun hesitated to interject.

"Yun'er, what do you think of yourself?" Sister Qi smiled and said, "After all, it's also about you, you can tell me your opinion." ”

"Hmm...... I don't know if you have watched a TV series called "Jinghua Yanyun" when you were a child, and four words can just point the four of us together! ”

"Jinghua Smoke and Clouds" is adapted from Lin Yutang's original work of the same name, which is a Republic of China drama as one of CCTV's activities to commemorate the 60th anniversary of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, and was once loved by the audience when it was broadcast.

The eyes of the crowd lit up, and not a single one objected.

"Qiu Yun, it seems that if you are our companion in the future, we will have no food!" Brother Chen, who is in charge of Jinghua Brothers, said.

"Qiu Yun, are you interested in doing variety shows?" The director also echoed, as if he had seen a rare talent.

"I'm still far from your predecessors, if you really engage in this business, you can take care of me in the future and give me a bite to eat!"

The entire program group is happy, and the Qiu family, whose air pressure is low to freezing at the moment, are completely two extremes.

Qiu Jingrong just wanted to say good morning to his daughter who got up before going to bed, but who knew that Qiao Yiran and that kid answered the phone.

Then think with your toes, and know that they lived in the same room and covered the same quilt last night! What's more, the situation just now...... He's also a man, so he can hear what the situation is!

His good daughter was "ruined" by Qiao Yiran's stinky boy! In the future, his intimate little padded jacket's favorite man will no longer be him, he is so pitiful! It's all Joe! Also! Correct!

Fang Lan, who was about to fall asleep, was also picked up by Qiu Jingrong and told Qiao Yiran's various bad deeds. Let Fang Lan wonder, this ...... Is it Joe she knows? They don't know the same person!

When Akiyun arrives home, it's 6 p.m. in Kyoto. In the past, at this time, Qiu Jingrong was not at home, but today he sat in the living room with Fang Lan and Wu Wu, looking at the rhythm of the three sessions.

I haven't seen Qiu Yun for a week, and I don't regret missing her very much, and I follow her wherever she goes. Ani probably didn't remember her anymore, playing with the ball at Fang Lan's feet.

"Dad, didn't you sleep well? Why are dark circles so heavy? ”

Her daughter's concern naturally made Qiu Jingrong overjoyed, but when she saw the person behind her daughter, she couldn't hold back the last smile.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, he leaned back on the sofa as if waiting for someone's atonement.

"Uncle Rong, Aunt Lan. Jiu'er and I brought you gifts back! ”