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As a professional ethical entertainment industry vase, Nanfeng has always worked hard and never fished. Although she earns a lot of money as an entertainer, most of her money was taken away by her father.

She sometimes wondered why the original owner did not resist her father, but honestly gave him the money. But after seeing the memory of the original owner, she suddenly understood the reason. Because her childhood memories made her subconsciously think that once annoyed her father, there would be no peace.

Therefore, even if outsiders seem to have a lot of backing, it is actually just the background of the company. The original owner's brokerage company Shenggu is second to none in the circle, and the boss behind it is not small.

This is also one of the reasons why Hu Feng chose to give in after meeting her.

The morning sun shattered through the curtains, and printed patches of different sizes on the bed and floor. Nan Feng went to bed early yesterday, and she and Mu Yang didn't have any fierce movements, so in the morning, the refreshed Nan Feng woke up early.

But waking up early does not mean getting up early. Finally, there was no work arranged in the morning, Nan Feng was comfortably nestled in the bed, with Mu Yang's warm body behind him.

Somehow, Nan Feng is very sensitive to scents, just like now, after smelling a familiar scent, her mood has calmed down like never before.

"Hmm... are you awake?" Mu Yang's soft voice came from Nan Feng's ear. She hugged Nan Feng satisfactorily, as if savoring a delicious breakfast. His earlobe is in his lips.

Nan Feng shuddered, even her toes curled up unconsciously.

"What are you doing this early!" Nan Feng said angrily. He said so, but his heart felt tight to Mu Yang's actions. She leaned back and pressed Mu Yang's body closer together.

Mu Yang's hand was originally placed on her waist, and after Nan Feng took the initiative to give her a hug, her hand even clenched Nan Feng's waist.

"I don't want to think..." Mu Yang's nose was buried in Nan Feng's hair, softly and tenderly.

Nan Feng had no resistance to such Mu Yang, she shrank slightly, and said softly, "Then go to sleep."

"Then you have to hug me to sleep." She just woke up in the morning, and Mu Yang's voice still had some nasal sounds, she said.

Nan Feng turned over, faced Mu Yang, kissed her gently on her chin, and narrowed his eyes: "Why, Mr. Mu is planning to ‘from now on the king’s reign’?"

"I don't want to go to the company." Mu Yang closed his eyes, her small fan-like eyelashes trembled, and the blush on her face seemed extra delicious. She went on to say: "The company is so boring, there is no baby to accompany me."

Nan Feng laughed, stretched out a white arm, and rubbed Mu Yang's hair: "You behave, I'm going to work too." She leaned forward and pressed a kiss on the corner of Mu Yang's lips: "I want to make money and raise Mr. Mu!"

Mu Yang suddenly became proud: "It's hard for me to raise it!"

"How difficult is President Mu to raise? Let me listen." Nan Feng snickered.

Mu Yang's eyes blinked: "If it's you, it can be well raised." She thought about it, and added: "I don't eat much."

Facts have proved that Mu Yang really doesn't eat much.

For their breakfast, Nan Feng directly ordered takeaway. Looking at Mu Yang, who was eating buns with bulging cheeks, Nan Feng suddenly realized that the word "cute" can also fit Mu Yang very well.

Nan Feng's call broke the peace between the two. Looking at the constantly vibrating mobile phone and the caller ID on it, Nan Feng felt a headache again.

As soon as the agent answered the phone, he wailed: "My ancestor! You were forced to take a rest yesterday, but why did you go to the Renmu Group?!"

Nan Feng moved the phone away from her ears with one hand, and slowly stirred the porridge placed in front of her with the other: "I'm going to see my girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" The agent's voice was raised sharply: "When did you talk about your girlfriend! Ah! Ah?"

Nan Feng disgustedly moved the phone away from her ear again. When the agent there calmed down a bit, she calmly said: "My girlfriend is Mu Yang."

broker:……

This **** is not an ancestor, it's a god.

"Mr. Mu?" The agent tried to take a deep breath to calm himself down: "How did you get along with - and Mr. Mu --"

"It makes sense." Nan Feng didn't want to discuss this issue, she then asked: "What happened to you calling?"

"You went to Mu's family to be photographed yesterday. Since you are with Mr. Mu, I won't say anything." The agent began to think about how to deal with Nan Feng's relationship: "Do you want to make it public?"

As expected, Nan Feng said, "Of course!"

Mu Yang raised his head and looked at Nan Feng with bright eyes.

Nan Feng nodded the corner of his lips, indicating that there was something in the corner of Mu Yang's mouth, but the latter couldn't find it. Nan Feng stood up and helped her remove the rice grains from the corners of her mouth.

"Okay, since you want to make it public, wait a minute, I'll discuss with the company, and the public relations will be easy at that time." The agent didn't forget to tell Nan Feng: "The drama with Andao, you will take heart. Don’t let anyone **** it away."

Nan Feng replied casually, and the agent said again: "I am leaving now. You will send me the address and pick you up for the audition."

Nan Feng hung up the phone and sent the address here to the agent.

"Baby, do you want to announce our relationship?" Mu Yang took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, asked impatiently.

"Mr Mu doesn't want to?" Nan Feng put his cheeks on, pretending to get his mobile phone: "Since Mr. Mu doesn't want to, let it go, then I'll talk to the agent again."

"Don't!" Mu Yang hurriedly stood up and walked around Nan Feng, smilingly pushing her phone aside, "I am willing."

Nan Feng didn't say much, he kissed the corner of her lips and hooked people over: "Will there be anything going on, Mr. Mu?"

"It's okay." Mu Yang patted his chest, completely forgetting his job. In her opinion, there is nothing comparable to her own baby.

"Then you want to go with me?" Nan Feng asked.

"Go audition?" Mu Yang suddenly twisted, "I don't know anything..."

"You went to audition with your girlfriend." Nan Feng patted her on the shoulder: "That's it!"

Sitting in the car, Nan Feng glared at the agent who was secretly looking at Mu Yang, and said in a bad mood: "What are you looking at?"

The agent scratched his head and said, "It's nothing." I was very curious, a good business rookie, how come I like you.

Outside, Mu Yang kept a cold face, and asked indifferently: "What do you think?"

The agent trembled all over, and then he realized why the leader looked at him with such sympathy before he came. He smiled and said, "No no."

Nan Feng snorted softly.

Mu Yang squeezed Nan Feng's hand silently.

The audition took place in a building, and the agent walked in front to lead the way, turning his head from time to time to see if the two big guys behind him had followed. When he looked back for the third time, Nan Feng couldn't bear it anymore.

She couldn't help but said, "Can you stop looking back?"

Mu Yang also looked at him sternly.

Agent: "...I don't deserve it."

The three of them got on the elevator and came to the meeting room for the audition. The two rows of benches at the entrance of the meeting room were full of people. They had the same purpose as Nan Feng. The name of the movie was posted on the door of the meeting room. After seeing the movie, Mu Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

""Anhe" is An Dao's new drama, a Republican drama." The agent took Nan Feng and sat down in a quiet place, handed her a few pieces of paper with lines, and said: "Have you seen all the information I gave you?"

Nan Feng recalled what was in the original owner's mind, and she nodded firmly and said: "Look!"

"That's good." The agent breathed a sigh of relief. Nan Feng has always stood up and has never lost the chain in these places.

"This time you are going to audition for Female No. 2, the singer who caused disaster to the country and the people during the Republic of China." The agent added: "The whole story is developed around you, and you are a vase."

Nan Feng nodded. She didn't notice, Mu Yang lowered her hair and sent a text message.

Soon it was Nan Feng's turn. She took a deep breath to calm her mood, and smiled at Mu Yang and said, "Yang Yang, wait for me to come out."

Mu Yang smiled slightly and nodded.

Nan Feng walked into the conference room, and three people were sitting side by side in front of him. Director An copied his hands and sat in the middle with a serious face. On his left is the screenwriter, and on the right is the management father.

Seeing Nan Feng coming in, Director An’s cold face eased a little bit. He originally liked Nan Feng to play this role. After all, looking at the entire entertainment industry, there are few that are more suitable for disaster to the country and the people than Nan Feng. The role of the person.

Right now, he opened his mouth and said: "Let's get started."

Nan Feng smiled at him slightly and started his own performance.

The script she got was the first encounter between the female second and the male lead. Female No. 2 is dressed gorgeously, with heavy makeup and standing on the stage with a gilded microphone in front of her. She just stood there and didn't speak, and the people in the audience rushed to her.

The host looked at her with pity, and after the performance, he asked her: "Why is the world so big-why do you want to be a lowly singer?"

Female No.2 just looked at him ignorantly. For a long time, she tilted her head and smiled and spoke softly: "Sir, when you say the word'low', you are no different from other people. In this troubled world... …" She sighed softly and smiled helplessly: "Who has the right to choose?"

There was a sense of helplessness in her smile, and her face was beautiful, but in this troubled world, she was as precarious as duckweed.

Her voice fell, and the performance stopped abruptly.

Nan Feng lifted the drooping hair, smiled at the three people in front of him, and bowed.

"Okay!" Director An's eyes were getting brighter and brighter. He turned to look at the screenwriter and said: "Let me just say it! Nan Feng won't let you down!"

The screenwriter also smiled and nodded. For a screenwriter, it is a gift from heaven to have an actor who fits perfectly with the character in his mind.

"President Quan, what do you think?" An Dao turned his head and asked the management.

Quan Chen frowned and scolded, "What kind of **** is acting?"

Nan Feng was startled.

The director and screenwriter were also taken aback.

"This is the actor you selected? The acting is clumsy, it's just a shit!" Quan Chen smiled coldly, his niece was right, this Nan Feng is a person who takes the position by virtue of beauty. A few big shots!

The Quan family invested in this drama. He is the heaven. Isn't it easy to figure out a small actor?

"President Quan, do you think so?" An Dao frowned, stood up and asked.

Quan Chen sarcastically said: "Director An, I always respect your literary and art workers, but if there is such a person in the drama I invest in, I forgive me for being unbearable. If you insist on this woman to act--" He sneered: "Withdrawal is not withdrawing, I still have the final say."

"Okay." Antoine also sneered: "Since you are not satisfied with my choice, then I don't have to accept your investment."

"My Quan family is speaking, can you still make this movie?" Quan Chen smiled badly, "Who else would dare to invest?"

The door was pushed open, and a cold female voice came over—

"I."

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Nanfeng: It's Chinese Valentine's Day!

Mu Yang: I wish someone a long time~

Nanfeng: I wish those who have no one to get off the order as soon as possible~

Mu Yang: Well, the dog author doesn't count.

A single civet:? ? ?

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