Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

With her hands behind her back, she took a good look at the beauties in front of her with a smile on her face. After eating enough tofu, Gu Wanwan opened her mouth.

"Jianuo, you are from City C, right? Are you going home after the party?

Although Su Jianuo couldn't see and didn't lead the blind rope, he walked without a sense of stagnation. When she asked, he was looking up at the sun slightly, with his five fingers turned back to block his eyes, and the light in his dove-gray eyes was flowing, as if The crash on the shore stirred up the top spray of the iron-gray waves.

He "looked" like this for a while before putting down his palms, and answered her question, "Yes, I grew up in City C, and I am very familiar with it. After the Spring Festival Gala, I can just go back by myself, and I don't need the company to send a car."

Wan Wan didn't want to emphasize too much that Su Jia Nuo's eyes were invisible, so he just nodded without persuading him.

Jianuo is gentle, but not weak; he is humble, but not incompetent.She never doubted this, and never intended to stand on the moral high ground to give her sympathy.

"Jiangling is going back to City H, and Jimo will fly to London with Jiang Yun. What about you, Eddie? You don't want to go back until the Spring Festival?"

Eddie squatted down and patted the Labrador that was crawling around his feet, "No, I will probably go shopping in City C to feel the festive atmosphere in China."

"Then come to my house, my mother can make dumplings! I'll take you to set off firecrackers, light fireworks, and teach you how to write Spring Festival couplets!" Gu Wanwan put one hand behind her back, and waved the index finger of the other hand in front of her chest. Ah, her face is full of interest—her calligraphy is no better than a dog crawling, and she can only show off her skills in front of foreign friends. God knows how many years she has been looking forward to this scene!Finally, I can proudly say to my childhood calligraphy teacher, "Teacher, look, even my calligraphy can be a teacher for others!".

Eddie probably didn't expect her to become so enthusiastic all of a sudden, almost jumping on him, and nodded in fright.

Jianuo stood aside, still smiling softly, "The temple fair in City C is also very lively, Eddie, you can go and see it, there are many folk performances and folk dolls, and there is a rabbit master I bought when I was a child."

"Ah, is it the one with long ears, wearing a big red robe, and riding on a big tiger? I also have one, and every year the temple fair is sold at a place a little outside the entrance. And every year, only this one is sold. It’s kind of like, the boss is pulling you to death!” When talking about the old things in childhood, Gu Wanwan immediately turned into a nine-pound old lady at the gate of the temple, and complained to Jianuo gesticulating, “Also, is there a salesman next to him? Is it the sugar figure? Every time I give a dollar to turn the turntable, I can only turn to the small mouse, chicken, and rabbit every time. Seeing other people holding dragons, phoenixes, and big and beautiful sugar figures I'm so envious."

The smile on Su Jianuo's face deepened, apparently also recalling the good old days, he stopped and sat on the grass beside the road, "I have drawn Monkey King before, I remember the boss specially carried it on his back The golden cudgel is so long that when the bamboo stick is turned, it will hit people's faces."

"Wow, then you are so good!" Wanwan said enviously, and sat down beside him, "Sun Wukong is the most difficult to smoke, and I only took it once, and I didn't smoke it myself. I remember that time I took it secretly. The 20 yuan lucky money went to the turntable, and I was determined to transfer it to a phoenix. In the end, I only drew a kitten or a chicken. I didn’t even draw a sheep. The children next to me booed and booed me, and I was so angry. Crying, the boss gave me a Monkey King, hehe..."

Although Eddie had never experienced such a childhood, it was quite interesting to listen to the two chatting on the sidelines.

Xiao Xing was originally lying beside his feet enjoying the touch, but when she noticed that the movement in his hands had slowed down, she opened her eyes and turned her head sideways to lick his fingers.

The breeze came from afar, blowing over the newly sprouted grass and branches, and the air gradually became moist.

The water is shimmering and sunny, and the willow wind blowing on the face is not cold.

Spring is finally here.