Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 178

Zhao Bing couldn't stop laughing, looked at Song Xiaoye, she bit her lower lip, and before she spoke, Wu Yifei who was beside her had already answered, "I can't finish talking about NG's funny stories, you NG are pretty good ! I still remember my NG..."

Is this to rescue Zhao Bing?

Song Xiaoye glanced at Wu Yifei, smiled, and stopped chasing Zhao Bing.

If Zhao Bing hadn't wanted her to make a fool of herself, she wouldn't have talked about that bet.

Turning her head and looking at Xie Jun and Wen Jing who were looking at each other, Song Xiaoye blinked, thinking that most of the time the program crew would cut off that segment automatically without her reminding her too much.

Although the two actresses are very attractive when they pinch each other, neither the TV station nor the production crew want any scandals to happen when "Princess Yuzhen" starts broadcasting, right?
Sure enough, after recording the show, Chen Shaohong talked with the director of "Xingmengyuan" alone for a while, then turned around and called Zhao Bing over.Although he didn't know what he said, but looking at Zhao Bing's face, he knew it was not a good thing.

Song Xiaoye didn't think she could escape, so when Chen Shaohong called her, she obediently went to listen to the training.

"I'm not saying that as long as it's been with a crew, it must be as good as one person. But, at least during the promotion, I hope everyone can be more harmonious-this requirement is not too much, right? "

Not too much!should be...

Song Xiaoye nodded, but still added, "Director Chen, I'm not a troublemaker, but I don't like others to provoke me either..."

Chen Shaohong stared at her, nodded, but did not speak.

Although she knew that Chen Shaohong must not like the two words she just said, Song Xiaoye still thought she was right.

She won't cause trouble, but if Zhao Bing still tricks her openly and secretly, trying to make a fool of her, then she doesn't mind...

Turning her gaze to Shao Ge who was walking away, Song Xiaoye raised her eyebrows and squeezed her fist.

"What do you want to do?" A hand came across and grabbed her wrist, forcefully opened her hand, and held it, "Isn't it because you want to beat him up? He was caught and detained..."

Turning her head and looking at Qiao Xuan, Song Xiaoye curled her lips, "If necessary, you can beat him up behind someone's back..."

"Isn't it? It's so dark!" Qiao Xuan laughed, but he still held onto her hand, and even changed it into a cross-fingered grip.

Glancing at Qiao Xuan out of the corner of her eye, although Song Xiaoye didn't speak, she still felt a little sweet in her heart.

"Tomorrow Saturday, the recording of "Happy Weekend" will be broadcast live. Even if Zhao Bing provokes you, you have to bear with it..."

Knowing Qiao Xuan's good intentions, Song Xiaoye nodded, agreeing.

But—is it only Saturday? !
"Tomorrow is Saturday!" She smiled and looked at Qiao Xuan.

"Yeah, Saturday..." Qiao Xuan just laughed, as if he didn't understand what Song Xiaoye meant.

Song Xiaoye was a little discouraged. After thinking about it, she turned her head and stopped talking.

It's because she's too hypocritical, it's just Christmas and Christmas Eve, what's the point if you can't pass it?Maybe the mainland has never been popular at all...

Although I thought it was reasonable in my heart, I always felt a little blocked in my heart.

On the way back to the hotel, she said very little, only Qiao Xuan said a few words from time to time.

Occasionally responding twice, Song Xiaoye propped one arm on the window, always looking out of the window.

In Hangzhou at the end of December, the green trees on both sides of the road are still green, much warmer than BJ, and the wind blows into the open car windows, bringing a hint of damp coolness.

Looking across the towering cross on the side of the road, Song Xiaoye unconsciously leaned out.

It was a Catholic church, half-hidden in the middle of a building, and I couldn't see the church clearly, only a little bit could be seen through the gray gatehouse with "Holy Church" written on it.But the looming Christmas tree and the colorful lights in front of the gate made Song Xiaoye smile unconsciously.

She was Catholic, not very devout.However, after being reborn, she always felt that there was some kind of power that gave her such an opportunity—perhaps, it was God!
The car had passed by, but Song Xiaoye was still looking back until she could no longer see the church.

On Christmas Eve, there should be many people here to pray, right?

Qiao Xuan has been looking at Song Xiaoye, although she seems a little absent-minded, but still does not look away.

Following her gaze, he looked back at the "Catholic Church" that was getting far away, and raised his eyebrows.

"Xiaoye, what are you going to do tomorrow?"

"To see my master..." Song Xiaoye answered casually, then turned to look at Qiao Xuan, "You—want to ask me out?!"

Finally remembered that tomorrow is Christmas Eve?
"Yeah," Qiao Xuan responded, but said, "But it's okay, it's more important to visit Teacher Chang—well, I'll go together, is that okay?"

Want to accompany her to visit the master? !

Song Xiaoye raised her eyebrows, a little surprised.

Although talking about dating, it's not enough to meet "parents", right?
She hesitated a little, not knowing whether to agree or not.

"Mr. Chang, I've admired him for a long time, and I just happened to pay a visit this time—although I don't study Yue opera, it's also good to know more seniors..."

"That's right..." Song Xiaoye smiled, "Then wait for me in the lobby at eight o'clock tomorrow morning..."

It seems to be relieved, but it seems to be a little bit lost.

Song Xiaoye shook her head, secretly laughing that she was getting more and more hypocritical.

After a night of nothing, Song Xiaoye went to the lobby early the next morning, but she didn't see Qiao Xuan.After waiting for a while, just as he was about to call and ask, Qiao Xuan ran in from the outside.

"Sorry sorry, I'm late..."

Seeing that Qiao Xuan was carrying things in both hands, Song Xiaoye couldn't help laughing, "What are you doing? Even if it's a meeting gift, you don't need to buy so much, right?"

Reluctantly raising his hand, Qiao Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I don't know what to buy, I wanted to call Third Brother, but I don't know how to say it..."

Smiling and shaking her head, Song Xiaoye stepped forward, took out a tissue, and wiped Qiao Xuan's sweat naturally, "You don't need so many things, well, let me see what you bought..."

Pulling Qiao Xuan to sit down in the lounge area of ​​the lobby, Song Xiaoye picked two things out of a lot of things, a bottle of Evian red wine, a gift box of Cordyceps sinensis, other cigarettes, bird's nest, They all asked Qiao Xuan to send him back to the room.

"Anyway, these things can't be put away. You can take them home during the Chinese New Year, or you can keep them as gifts..." Seeing Qiao Xuan frowning, Song Xiaoye's voice paused, and he didn't know what he said wrong. .

Are you talking about going home?

It's not good to talk about this again, Song Xiaoye just pretended not to see that Qiao Xuan was depressed.

Without going directly to the door, Song Xiaoye got out of the car at the farmer's market, "Why don't you just wait for me at the door."

"I'd better follow you..." Looking at the bustling crowd, Qiao Xuan pulled down the brim of his hat.It's not safe to stand at the door in this kind of place.

"Why don't you go to the supermarket? It's more convenient to buy things there."

"Master, Shigong doesn't like to buy vegetables in the supermarket, and thinks the vegetables there are not fresh." Song Xiaoye replied with a smile, without even turning her head, walked through the crowd, and stopped in front of a vegetable stall.

Qiao Xuan thought she was going to buy something, but didn't want her to glance away, and walked forward again, "Well, I want to buy tomatoes, proprietress, how do you sell tomatoes? Why are they so red? It's not the kind that ripens, right?"

Picking up a tomato, Song Xiaoye sniffed it again and again, and then bargained with the proprietress, "Five yuan? It's too expensive! It's cheaper! I often buy it from you a few times and it's enough..."

Qiao Xuan stood behind her, staring in a daze.

He has seen different faces of Song Xiaoye, gentle, tough, and gentle, but this is the first time he has seen such a shrewd, petty philistine who looks like a housewife.

Subconsciously looking to the side, Qiao Xuan felt relieved when he saw that no one was looking at him.

If someone saw him haggling with people in the vegetable market like this, it would be really...

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Qiao Xuan still reached out and took the plastic bag from Song Xiaoye's hand.

"I've never been to the vegetable market before!" Following Song Xiaoye, Qiao Xuan muttered, and when he saw Song Xiaoye was about to bargain with the stall owner again, he couldn't help but say, "It's only a few cents, what's the matter?" Good talk!"

Song Xiaoye turned her head and gave him a blank look.I'm negotiating with people!What are you holding back!

"Boss, it's cheaper! It's not easy for anyone to make money. If you are cheaper, you will be a repeat customer! The elderly in my family always buy vegetables from you..."

"Okay, okay, cheaper..." The fat lady agreed with a smile, weighed the scale in her hand, and said with a smile on her mouth: "Young man, you can't live without your family! Eighty cents is not money!? Big Sister, I didn't say, this man, he just can't live well..."

Qiao Xuan was dizzy when he heard it. He said that he didn't want to bargain because he didn't mean to the boss, and he became an example of not being able to live!

But, she said—this one? !
Eyebrows raised, Qiao Xuan lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Song Xiaoye didn't pass the bag in Qiao Xuan's hand, "I carry the same bag, don't you carry one? Actually, when I was in Hong Kong, I never went to the vegetable market..."

The corner of her mouth was slightly raised, she looked back at Qiao Xuan, and said with a smile: "I tell you! In the vegetable market, you must bargain! My master is much better at bargaining than me - in this market, many people Everyone knows him...Niuji, um, it seems to be this one. The beef that Shigong and I bought here last time was delicious..."

Watching Song Xiaoye come to the stall and directly bargain with the fat butcher, arguing endlessly for ten cents, Qiao Xuan shook his head, but didn't look both ways like before, as if he was afraid of being noticed of.

Instead, he stood a little closer and watched Song Xiaoye gesticulating, bargaining like a philistine and narrow-minded little woman.

For some reason, there was an indescribable warmth in his heart.

I have never been to a vegetable market before, let alone seen a woman haggling for a few cents with someone so unscrupulous.However, such an environment and such a thing actually made him feel very warm.

If Song Xiaoye became his wife, she would probably look like this, right? !
A vague thought flashed through my mind.

Qiao Xuan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by his thoughts at that moment.

However, even though his head was dizzy, his hand still stretched out naturally to take the bag in Song Xiaoye's hand as if he had become conscious of himself.

That's not bad...

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