beauty winner

The drama at night was very sincere, and the lines of several actors were really good. After walking out of the theater, He Peiyuan still sighed in aftertaste. The charm of language is more direct, and it is regrettable that the art form of domestic musicals is in the doldrums. It can barely be called a high-quality work, but in retrospect... there are only model plays.

Yang Jingxing suggested: "If you have nothing to do, you can think about it together, and you are free when you are idle."

He Peiyuan said that the partners occasionally had fantasies, but they all knew the difficulty, so it was just a joke. He Peiyuan also blamed her boyfriend: "It is because of you that we are not successful."

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "With me, how could I be too high or too low? Seriously, think about it."

He Peiyuan has no idea at all: "How to conceive?"

Yang Jingxing felt: "You have watched so many movies and so many books, and your vision is much higher than mine. Of course you have standards and ideas."

He Peiyuan disdained: "Taller than you is called taller?"

Yang Jingxing persuaded: "You should put all your energy on attacking and satirizing me on creation."

He Peiyuan hummed: "Nono would have created without you."

Yang Jingxing sighed: "Blame me, blame me for delaying Yuanyuan's talent."

"You just know." He Peiyuan was proud, and then discussed seriously: "Looking and creating are two different things, and music critics are considered composers."

Yang Jingxing felt: "The composer must be able to conduct music reviews, which means that Yuanyuan has met the basic requirements. How will you know if you don't practice it? The two of us cooperate. You write the story and I write the music. How wonderful."

He Peiyuan laughed aggrievedly: "They will laugh at me."

Yang Jingxing couldn't figure it out: "What's so funny?"

He Peiyuan seems to have difficulty expressing: "Others will think...you are playing with me, coaxing me."

"So what?" Yang Jingxing said confidently, "Isn't it a matter of course? What's more, I, Yuanyuan, must have two brushes when I'm serious."

"You lied to me."

"What am I trying to do? To lie to my girlfriend is to lie to myself?"

He Peiyuan reckoned: "You want... find something to get rid of me, so that I won't bother you."

Yang Jingxing sighed: "Just say that your ingenuity is useless..."

The two discussed the possibility. Yang Jingxing said that there is no need to refer to "Phantom of the Opera" or "Cats". "Liu Sanjie" is the best example. The previous film is also very good, first of all it is a comedy...

In the long car queue surrounded by neon lights on both sides of the road, Yang Jingxing and He Peiyuan were singing to each other, but Yang Jingxing was playing those stinky scholars who were defeated by Liu Sanjie, and He Peiyuan could already improvise lyrics: "Yang Jingxing, you are an ugly monster Hehe... how dare you call yourself a genius, hehehehe."

"Could it be that she is Liu Yuanyuan?" Yang Jingxing smiled and played the role of the triangle: "Exactly! This handsome girl is a little smart, let me sing a song for her. She is so beautiful? Isn't she also my girlfriend? See how arrogant you are?" When will you finish touching your butt and thighs."

He Peiyuan was shocked, but still insisted on art: "Smelly rascal..."

Yang Jingxing really had to send his girlfriend home early today, and He Peiyuan had to get to work at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning at the latest, and tomorrow would be very hard.

He Peiyuan wanted to praise her boyfriend for being so self-conscious, and went to eat charcoal-grilled beef tongue, but when she came back, Yang Jingxing had to accompany his parents again, so she happened to hurry up and practice driving: "...We can only wait for Monday, it depends on the situation."

Yang Jingxing was still not reconciled: "Will my father think too much? I won't see him after seeing my mother."

He Peiyuan was so embarrassed: "Then what do you say?"

Yang Jingxing still thought: "Let's have a meal. My father is better than my mother. My mother sometimes talks carelessly, but my father can't. Just don't tell your mother. It's not a big problem of principle."

He Peiyuan hesitated and agreed, let's go on Sunday, and spend a good time with my parents on Saturday night. It's been a long time since I have a good meal at home.

Of course Yang Jingxing supports it, so we can only meet again on Sunday: "...I'll take you to practice driving."

He Peiyuan observed her boyfriend and became suspicious: "Did you get angry yesterday?"

Yang Jingxing was puzzled: "Why are you angry?"

He Peiyuan asked clearly: "Are you tired of using only your hands?"

"No." Yang Jingxing quick-witted: "...you can't be unrestrained if you are comfortable, the key is that you have to get up so early tomorrow all day, I still think about this kind of thing, it's too selfish."

He Peiyuan smiled: "Really?"

To continue Hey: "That's why I picked you up on Sunday morning."

"Stinky rascal, I know you have no good intentions..."

After three days of separation, He Peiyuan felt very sympathetic to her boyfriend, she kissed and hugged and hugged and kissed and talked and said, before going home, she turned her head three times for fear that Yang Jingxing would not be able to think about it, and made various instructions on the phone before going to bed.

However, it wasn't as long as three days. Yang Jingxing called his girlfriend again at six o'clock on Friday morning: "I'm leaving, hurry up."

He Peiyuan didn't understand: "Why?"

"Pick up my girlfriend."

"Yeah..." He Peiyuan still didn't wake up, and it took a long time to react: "I just called Wang Rui!"

Yang Jingxing was responsible: "I'll tell her."

"No, no..." He Peiyuan panicked, but said decisively, "Forget it, I don't want you to pick it up!"

Yang Jingxing laughed: "It's okay, I'll just tell her...you forgot something here."

He Peiyuan questioned: "I went to your house!?"

"What's the matter?" But Yang Jingxing still used another excuse: "Just say that I just got off work, is it reasonable?"

He Peiyuan hesitated: "It's a little fake... Forget it, let me tell her. My mother will cook noodles for me."

Yang Jingxing said: "Eat enough."

He Peiyuan asked politely, "Do you want it?"

Yang Jingxing was also polite: "Don't bother, I'll eat later, or I'll be hungry soon."

At a quarter past six, Yang Jingxing went downstairs to his girlfriend's house. He Weidong, who was wearing pajamas on the balcony above, seemed to be waiting: "[-], come up."

Yang Jingxing asked, "Is Yuanyuan alright?"

He Weidong waved: "Come up, come up." He looked too lazy to talk.

Yang Jingxing quickly went upstairs, and happened to be in front of He's house, He Weidong also opened the door, both of them were polite, Yang Jingxing explained: "Hurry up."

"There are still a few mouthfuls." He Weidong turned around and waved: "Come in."

The house is quite small, from the outside it is estimated to be only [-] to [-] square meters, and the living room and dining room of the He family are less than [-] square meters, but the decoration is more exquisite, which is different from the old photos.The house is also tidy, with mass-produced oil paintings hanging on it, and the cabinet air conditioner and refrigerator look a bit old.

He Peiyuan was sitting at the dining table eating noodles, she looked tidy, and glanced at her boyfriend: "Wait a while."

Yang Jingxing said: "Scallion oil noodles, smell the fragrance."

He Weidong regretted: "It's too late now, come to eat next time. Sit down, have some milk and yogurt? Let me borrow it from you."

He Peiyuan is really unfilial: "No borrowing!"

"Give you two back." He Weidong opened the refrigerator directly, and gave Yang Jingxing a list to choose.

Yang Jingxing wasn't too polite anymore, he took the milk and lifted the small suitcase by the dining table: "Is everything all right?"

He Peiyuan nodded while eating noodles.

The well-dressed mother He came out of the kitchen and put the plate of fried eggs in front of her daughter: "Xiao Yang, shall I cook you a bowl?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head and smiled: "It's too late, next time I have a chance to eat slowly."

Mother He looked out the window: "It's so early."

He Weidong invited: "Sit... This is Yuanyuan's room." The door was closed.

Yang Jingxing nodded and sat down at the dining table, facing He Weidong: "I see that many people on the first floor have an extra yard, and it would be nice to have a sun room."

He Weidong didn't care: "I didn't expect it when I chose the house. It was actually built illegally. The urban management dared not come in, and the power supply bureau didn't have anything to do with us!"

"Hurry up." Mother He urged her daughter: "Let Xiao Yang wait."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I asked for it, she never allowed me to come."

He Peiyuan looked unhappy, while He's mother smiled: "The fruit at home is gone."

Yang Jingxing said, "Yuanyuan doesn't like eating fruits very much either."

Mother He was brilliant: "Snacks!"

"It's been a habit since I was a child." He Weidong didn't blame himself: "But we pay more attention, the teeth are not broken, and the size has grown."

Yang Jingxing was talkative: "Looking at the height of my uncle and aunt, Yuanyuan can actually grow a little longer."

He Peiyuan was even more unhappy: "You want to take care of it?"

Yang Jingxing was innocent: "That's all."

He Peiyuan seemed to be angry: "Don't eat."

Yang Jingxing was not in a hurry either: "It's over."

"It's over!" He Peiyuan pushed the plate before the fried egg was moved: "Here, I can't eat it."

Mother He is particular: "I'll get you chopsticks."

"It's okay." Yang Jingxing mentioned that his girlfriend had just put down the chopsticks, and a fried egg was wrapped in one bite: "...this is delicious, and the egg yolk is tender."

He Weidong regretted: "I didn't cook two more."

"Wait for me." He Peiyuan simply got up, went to open the door of her own room, and changed her shoes by the door.Her room seemed quite narrow, and the bookcase opposite was less than two meters away from the door, and there were indeed a lot of books.

Yang Jingxing looked at it and talked too much: "Where is Bao?"

He Peiyuan didn't bother to talk to her, but Mother He trusted her daughter: "I will never forget."

Yang Jingxing consciously put on the suitcase: "Uncles and aunts, please rest for a while."

He Weidong got up and yawned: "I won't see you off anymore, I wish our sanxian players a successful performance."

"Be careful." Mother He is cautious: "Don't run around when you arrive in Pingjing, and go back to the hotel obediently after the performance."

He Weidong laughed: "Where can I go?"

He Peiyuan instructed her boyfriend: "Go!"

The parents sent their daughter to the door, and Mother He said: "Xiao Yang has worked hard, getting up so early, if there is nothing urgent, go home and sleep again..."

After going downstairs to get in the car, He Peiyuan became even more upset: "Who told you to go up?"

"Your dad."

"My dad told you to do it and you do it?" He Peiyuan felt incredible.

Yang Jingxing asked, "Whose house is this?"

There was another quarrel early in the morning, and He Peiyuan asked, "Are you going to the company later?"

Yang Jingxing's plan is: "I'll take you to work to have breakfast..."

He Peiyuan said again: "I don't want you to send it!"

Yang Jingxing was annoyed: "Let's say I just got off work... Did I wake up so early just to see you? My main purpose is to escort you."

He Peiyuan almost vomited, and remembered: "That's what I told Wang Rui... Do you think she believes it?"

Yang Jingxing laughed: "How do you feel?"

He Peiyuan was troubled: "She smiled...it was quite fake."

Yang Jingxing took the opportunity: "It's so easy to tell the truth about things that don't need to be explained."

He Peiyuan was full of grievances: "Then you go back and forth so far...they will love you." She laughed again.

Yang Jingxing said: "Then the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry."

He Peiyuan said: "Did you think about it last night or did you decide this morning?"

Yang Jingxing said, "After hanging up the phone yesterday."

"My mother said you have a lot of troubles." But He Peiyuan didn't blame too much: "My father didn't get up at all."

"Why don't they review themselves." Yang Jingxing yelled, "Who asked them to raise such a good daughter?"

He Peiyuan kicked her feet, her body was almost upright in her seat, and she became angry...