Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

"Shall we go to have supper?" The nanny's car stopped in front of the red light, looking at the neon signboard outside the window, she had a whim.

"I want to eat grilled fish!" Jimo was the first to respond.

Eddie looked into her eager eyes and reluctantly agreed.

Su Jianuo turned his head, smiled quietly and nodded in her direction.

Only Jiang Ling, with the white headphone cable running down his soft hair into the depths of his clothes, he leaned on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, his bjd doll-like clean and flawless face showed no expression at all.

Pulling and sweeping the crowd, it passed unanimously, oh yeah!

So everyone rushed to the barbecue stand outside the school in such a mighty manner in the middle of the night.

"Boss, I want ten skewers of grilled fish, five bottles of soda, and a few plates of vegetables."

It was a little late at night, and there were not many people at the grilled fish stall, and five people sat down on the open-air seats.

Gu Wanwan scalded the bowl with tea, and said to Jiang Ling with a smile, "This grilled fish is delicious and not unhygienic. I often came here to eat when I was in college."

Jiang Ling remained calm, avoiding her hand reaching out to take his own bowl, "I'll do it myself."

Wanwan stuck out her tongue, not paying attention, and turned around to help Su Jianuo sharpen the disposable chopsticks, grinding away the wooden thorns on the chopsticks.

"No wonder you are so fat." Jimo snatched the biggest fish.

"Go to hell." Pushing him, turned to look at Eddie, sighed enviously, although she is not fat, and the pants can be worn to one foot eight, but looking at Eddie's straight and thin legs Still very envious, why do British boys have such thin legs.

"Thank you." Su Jianuo noticed that she had put a fish in his bowl, and thanked him gently.

"You're welcome," she pinched his face, smiling happily, "I like Jia Nuo the most!"

She ignored Jimo's protesting eyes, and raised the soda glass bottle on the table, "Come on, let's have a drink! Ten years later, when we celebrate the tenth anniversary of our debut on the big stage of the stadium, everyone will Don't forget that I paid for the grilled fish today!"

Not far away, the crimson fires at the grilled fish stall were flickering, the fragrant grilled fish smell mixed with the smell of vegetables, and the college students celebrating their birthdays at the next table were smiling and cheering, all of which made people feel warm.

They are still very young, sincere and brave, and the road ahead is so long that there is no limit, but everyone believes that they will continue walking side by side. This is their best time.

Probably infected by the atmosphere, Jiang Ling's face was a little hot, he lifted the soda bottle to his lips, but was hit hard by Gu Wanwan, laughing, "Cheers!", orange soda splashed on his body, Has a nice orange smell.

He froze for a moment, didn't wipe the stain with a paper towel, just lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, raised his head and took a sip of the sweet and sour soda.

Because we have to work the next day, everyone only ate something and planned to go back.

"There is a reporter." Wan Wan stood in front of the grilled fish stall and took money from his wallet, Jiang Ling suddenly said.

"Ah?" She was startled, looking around like clockwork, "Where is it?"

Jiang Ling really couldn't bear her appearance, and secretly sighed, "At three o'clock."

At three o'clock... She turned her head and looked forward to the right, and she saw a thick black lens protruding from the window of a van with its doors tightly closed.

She thought for a while, then took out another 50 yuan note and handed it to the owner of the grilled fish stall, "Boss, give me two more grilled fish and two bottles of soda, with lemon flavor."