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Chapter 88 Can't Sleep

After playing around with Gao Yuanyuan for a while, Ding Xiu took his luggage back to the house.

The room was cleaned very clean, and the quilts were neatly stacked, even tidier than before we left.

Except that there was an extra mark on the bed sheet that someone had been lying on.

The Dragon Tiger Leopard, Bo Lan Ming Lantern, One Night Stand, Playboy, and Tibetan Winter Pavilion that he put on the bedside all disappeared.

There were a few more paper towels in the trash can beside the bed, and he remembered cleaning them up when he left.

When I came to the bathroom, there was a pile of shampoos and cosmetics that I didn't recognize on the shelf.

Originally, his towel was as hard as a big sword after drying, but now it was washed white and white, hanging there very softly.

There were also four or five towels of different colors hanging together. Ding Xiu guessed that it should belong to Gao Yuanyuan.

Only girls can use so many towels.

When he came out of the shower, Gao Yuanyuan had already brought the food to the stone table in the yard.

Three dishes and one soup.

"You're good at it."

After taking a bite of twice-cooked pork, Ding Xiu was full of praise.

This kind of virtuous daughter-in-law is very good.

Gao Yuanyuan picked up a little bit of rice with chopsticks and put it into her mouth, and said, "I bought it from the restaurant on the next street. Is the taste okay?"

How could she know how to cook? When she was at home, her parents did the cooking. When she grew up, she started filming movies and commercials.

I ate boxed lunches in the crew, so I didn’t have to do it myself. After work, I was so tired that I bought something to fill my stomach. Anyway, it’s not bad for the money, what to cook.

Ding Xiu picked up another dish with chopsticks, chewed a few mouthfuls and said, "I said the taste is a bit familiar."

He doesn't go into the kitchen himself, he orders outside.

Not wanting to talk too much about this difficult topic, Gao Yuanyuan said: "Your hero is finished?"

"It's over."

"Have you seen Li Lianjie?"

"seen."

"Are you good at martial arts?"

"It's okay, it can be beaten."

For ordinary people, after a few days of beatings, they would basically give up and dare not continue to challenge.

But Li Lianjie was very courageous, he came back the next day after being beaten, he was a martial idiot, no wonder he won so many martial arts championships when he was young.

"Is Zhang Yi easy to get along with?"

"Things are pressing."

Zhang Yi has an idea one day, he needs to change this and that, he is not satisfied with anything, even if he is satisfied today, he will not be satisfied tomorrow.

If it wasn't for the sake of money, Ding Xiu would have stabbed him with a silver gun long ago.

"Where's Liang Chaowei?"

"Idiot, don't say a word for a long time."

"Where's Zhang Ziyi?"

"It looks pretty good."

Zhang Yimou said that Zhang Ziyi's face was born for movies, and advised her not to make TV dramas in the future, but to stick to the big screen.

At first Ding Xiu didn't understand why Zhang Yimou said that.

Zhang Ziyi looks pretty, but it's just good-looking, not amazing.

Not as good as Qin Lan and Gao Yuanyuan.

Ding Xiu didn't understand why Zhang Yimou said her face was born for the movie until Zhang Ziyi changed into an ancient costume and rehearsed on camera.

In the camera, her facial features are very balanced, three points more beautiful than without makeup.

The angle of the camera is different from the angle of the person. It needs to be fatter and wider, so some people are good-looking, but they are not photogenic.

Once entering the lens, the shortcomings are infinitely magnified.

Either the face looks fat, or the forehead is wide, or the eyes are asymmetrical.

These shortcomings are even worse on the big screen.

Zhang Ziyi is different. After entering the country, she is more beautiful than in real life. No matter which angle you take her face from, she looks good.

It is very in line with the standard of classical beauty.

"What about the figure?"

Gao Yuanyuan pretended not to care, and asked casually.

"No, it's too thin." Ding Xiu shook his head, and seriously commented: "Neither breasts nor breasts, butts or butts."

Zhang Ziyi is very thin and has a slender figure, but she is not fat where she should be.

Fortunately, she shoots a lot of ancient costumes, and the loose robe can cover up this flaw.

If it's an urban drama, it won't work. It will lose [-]% of fans and won't become popular.

Gao Yuanyuan looked down at herself and said with a smile, "Eat, eat."

Although she is not fat, she is not thin, and she has no problem raising two children.

……

After eating, Gao Yuanyuan returned to her room in the backyard.

Ten minutes later, he came out wearing a backpack and a peaked cap.

"You're back, and I should go too. There are a lot of things in the room. I'll come back to clean up later when I have time. If you have nothing to do, just clean it for me."

"You leave as soon as I come, so you don't believe in my character?"

"It's enough to help you watch the house for so many days." Gao Yuanyuan slapped the keys on the table, and said falteringly: "It's been so long since filming, I haven't gone home to have a look. Bye, I'll come back next time."

Thinking of something, Gao Yuanyuan said: "By the way, don't you like to drink? I made some jujubes and made a pot for you. I used Moutai. It's in the kitchen. You're welcome."

"Also, read less of your magazines, they are not nutritious."

"I also lost the disc behind the sofa, don't look for it."

Ignoring Ding Xiu's gradually widening mouth and widening eyes.

Gao Yuanyuan tossed her waist-draped hair, leaving Ding Xiu with the back of her head, and hurried away.

In the evening, Ding Xiu saw the jujube wine Gao Yuanyuan was talking about.

The jar was a transparent glass jar, and it contained about twenty catties. Gao Yuanyuan spent a lot of money pouring so much Moutai into it.

But what the hell is the Chinese medicine floating in it.

Some of the medicines are familiar, such as rehmannia glutinosa, yam, and poria cocos. I don't know where she got the prescription.

After hooking half a catty, Ding Xiu came to the backyard.

Like a nimble monkey, he climbed up to the roof of the second floor in the blink of an eye, sat on the roof, opened the wine bottle, and took a sip.

It has a lot of stamina, and after drinking a few more sips, the body still feels a little hot, and it is slightly better after being blown by the night wind.

He calculated the gains during this period, and if nothing else happened, the salary of the hero crew would come down in a few days.

After repaying Gao Yuanyuan and repaying part of the loan, he is again a pauper.

"We still have to work hard."

Just when Ding Xiu was thinking of other ways to make money, his cell phone rang, and Cheng Xiaodong called.

"There is something about your prescription. A friend of mine tried it, and the effect is very good, but the medicine is a bit strong. He is too old to digest. I want to ask, can the prescription be smaller?"

"Can't you just take a few sips of your mother's blood?"

"It's not me drinking, it's my friend."

"Then ask your friend to drink less, or exercise more, and just use up all your energy."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Xiu jumped down from the second floor and punched in the courtyard.

After seven or eight times, the body feels better after sweating.

No wonder Gao Yuanyuan wanted to run away.

If he didn't run, he didn't even know if he couldn't help it.

Back in the room, Ding Xiu took a cold shower.

Sleeping on the bed, smelling the woman's fragrance on the quilt, the extinguished fire came up again.

The thought of Gao Yuanyuan covering the quilt...he just couldn't fall asleep.

After tossing and turning, finally, at dawn, Ding Xiu fell asleep with two big dark circles under his eyes.

PS: Gone today, see you tomorrow.

After a calculation, it was still less than ten thousand, only more than nine thousand seven hundred.

Seeing that I am so honest, if you have a monthly pass, please give me a monthly pass.

(End of this chapter)