Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

"You really decided to go into the show business? What about your parents' company? "

Finally, I can't help asking.

Qing Yao'er sneered in her heart, but she didn't care, "isn't there you?"

With that, he planned to leave, but after a few steps, he stopped again. "You can sign the application for suspension on the desk for me. Then just send it directly to the school. "

What else does Qing Cangsong want to say? Qing Yaoer leaves him a figure decisively.

She didn't go downstairs all day. Lunch and dinner were sent to her room. She was reading the script all the time.

The story in the script is so tortuous and bizarre that it is cruel to the body and the heart.

However, Qing Yao'er is happy to see, constantly turning back, and finished the whole play in one day.

Qing Yao'er closes the script and breathes heavily. Originally, she thought that the script with too much abuse would not end well, because it is not easy to circle the circle back. However, the author writes very well.

Just right, let the heroine feign death missing, the hero disheartened, took off his uniform, choose to retire.

In ten years, I traveled all over the country. At the last stop of Shangri La, I saw the lady in the beautiful sunset.

Then, the woman turned to look at him and asked, "Hello, my name is Zhang Yuan. Now I'm single and have no house or car. Would you like to be my boyfriend?"

The man didn't respond. He just stood in the same place and looked at her. Then, the man suddenly laughed. As soon as the picture turned, the woman also looked at him with a smile.

The whole woman was depicted bathing in the orange sunset, as if she had been plated with a layer of gold.

The last picture is that two people are facing each other like this.

Beautiful.

All in silence.

She gets up and stretches. She plans to go downstairs to get a cup of milk. She turns on her mobile phone and finds that there are more than ten missed calls!

Qing Yao'er narrows her eyes and dials in the past.

"Hello As soon as the phone was connected, there was still a roar coming from the opposite side.

Qing Yao'er said a word softly: "eh?"

"Why don't you answer my phone?" The opposite Xia Anning is very aggrieved. Mingming has never seen this kind of fragment before. Why is her friend always so unreliable when she needs it?!

"I'm sorry, I'm fascinated by the script. I didn't hear the sound of vibration." Qing Yao'er sincerely apologizes, but makes the opposite person choke.

People have already apologized. It's wrong for you to scold again!

"Then why don't you change your ringtone?" Xia Anning will never care about such trifles with her, but for the sake of her future mobile phone power, she kindly reminds her.

"No one likes it. It's too noisy. What's more, I can't understand "oba", "ojisan" and "Yahu butterfly." Qing Yao'er frowns and complains.

Xia Anning

If you can understand it, it's a big deal!

"Forget it, forget it." Lazy to argue on the mobile phone ring, Xia Anning decisively interrupted the conversation, "by the way, did your agent find you today?"

"I found it." The fine Yao son ordered to nod, although the other side can't see.

"Today my agent is here, too. I tell you, agent is just a boring creature!" Xia Anning began to complain.

"As soon as she came in, she started all kinds of nagging, and only talked about a contract, the source of the play, the change, the director and so on, for more than two hours! My legs are almost numb. He has to laugh heartlessly like a man who has nothing to do with it. "

Qing Yao'er did not speak.