I Woke up to Find I Have a Child

Han Feixu sat quietly beside her mother. His mother was carefully looking at the contract. Han Feixu put her hands on her knees, quite cautious. She raised her head and Dugu Yuehua smiled at her.

She quickly smiled back, and within two seconds, she lowered her head embarrassedly.

For the first time working with a director in the film and television industry, she felt nervous and excited.

Finally, Zhong Ya read all the terms of the contract. She handed it to Han Feixu and asked her to sign. Han Feixu obediently took it, turned to the signature page, leaned over, and wrote her name seriously.

After taking both contracts back and handing them to the deputy director, Dugu Yuehua looked at Zhong Ya after he was asked to stamp the official seal, "Mr. Zhong, Feixu will be an actor in the future, so let’s find an agent for her as soon as possible. It’s much more convenient to have an agent in this circle."

Zhong Ya smiled decently, "I've been looking for it. Her aunt's student is the agent. In two months, when the two children have time, we will be ready to sign the agent contract."

Dugu Yuehua nodded clearly.

With Zhong Ya here, all the dealings with Dugu Yuehua belonged to her. Han Feixu stood up and took a look outside. The crew has been set up. It is a one-off building, the flower house, the theater, and the Baijia University. The hospitals are all well run. Zhong Ya will go to the Writers Association for a meeting in the afternoon. When she leaves, she wants to bring Han Feixu with her. Dugu Yuehua politely said to her: "What are you worried about? Let Feixu stay here for a while, familiar with it. Circumstances, at night, how about I let her take her back?"

She was eighteen years old, and Zhong Ya would never treat her as a child anymore. Since she was about to join the group, come here and have a day of fun. Zhong Ya told her a few words and then left.

Dugu Yuehua was also busy, and had no time to take her around, so Han Feixu walked and watched by herself in the crew.

When Ye Mingxin came here, Han Feixu was still watching the protagonist's room in the scenery of the Bai family compound. Ye Mingxin walked to Dugu Yuehua and asked directly: "Is the contract signed?"

"After signing, see how anxious your monkey is," Dugu Yuehua said cheerfully, "I heard that Han Feixu did not perform well in the first round, and did not even memorize the lines. You opened the back door for her to promote her. of?"

Ye Ming didn't change his face, "She has the strength, so she was too nervous at that time."

She really has the strength, otherwise she won't pass five levels and cut six generals. She was finally selected. Dugu Yuehua touched her chin and looked at her. "You don't seem like someone who can open the back door. What is the relationship between you two?"

Ye Mingxin was silent for a moment and gave an answer, "She is my sister. She met when she was a child. Now she doesn't remember me anymore."

Dugu Yuehua understood. He was probably a distant relative. He lowered his head and looked at the storyboard on the first day. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly raised his head again, "Wait, then you suggested that I go to the Beiying Freshman. The heroine, isn't it just for your sister?"

Ye Ming stopped talking.

Dugu Yuehua: "...You don’t have to work hard. Since you know your sister has the strength, then you can tell me directly. I will arrange an audition for her, so that if she performs well, she will just pass it. So many games."

This method simply doesn’t work. Han Feixu doesn’t know her. If she rashly shows up and tells Han Feixu that there is an audition for her to go, then it will expose what she has been paying attention to Han Feixu. Is it?

Ye Mingxin turned around, "Are you busy, I'll go around in the set."

Dugu Yuehua stretched out his hand and wanted to stop her. After thinking about it for a while, he put down his hand angrily. Ye Mingxin is just a boring gourd. No matter how enthusiastic he is to chat with her, he will be completely speechless when he sees her face. That kind of feeling is like being in the middle of winter, but she has come to you. Ice bucket challenge.

Han Feixu is much cuter than her.

At this time, the person he called cute was squatting beside a wall of props, watching the painter paint.

The painter spoke in Tangshan dialect. Han Feixu squatted beside him, listening very attentively. From time to time, he asked, "Swipe up and down to save material, what if you use left and right brushes?"

Ye Mingxin walked over slowly. She could not hear the painter, but could hear Han Feixu.

"Oh... swiping your arms left and right will waste it."

Ye Mingxin: "..."

Perceiving someone coming, Han Feixu tilted her head to the left and saw the person's appearance. She widened her eyes and stood up quickly, her eyes flashing, and the others yelled when they saw Ye Mingxin. Like fans of Ye Mingxin, Ye Mingxin's expression has not changed, but if you look closely, you can see that there is a smile in her eyes.

She took a step forward and stretched out her hand to Han Feixu, "I am Ye Mingxin, I will be happy to cooperate in the future."

Damn, the idol is about to shake hands with her...

Han Feixu stretched out her hand nervously. She is now full of sweat on her hands, but don't be disgusted by the idol. Ye Mingxin didn't dislike her, nor did she notice the sweat on her hands, because she just shook Han Feixu's finger imaginarily, and then naturally retracted her hand.

"I have seen your performance, it was wonderful."

Han Feixu never expected that she could still hear a compliment from an idol in her life, and she could not find Beibei beautifully. After being excited, she became a little stuttered, "I, I am your fan, last year We met, you must not remember... You gave me two chocolates and told me—"

"Happy Youth Day, my little fan."

Han Feixu was stunned, Ye Mingxin curled his lips, raised his hand, and gently touched her head like that day, "I remember you, I haven't seen you in a year, it seems to be higher."

Han Feixu's heart is almost turned into a screaming chicken, but his appearance has not changed, and he can even talk to Ye Mingxin calmly, "No, the height is still the same, I am thin, so I look taller."

Ye Mingxin's hand movement paused. After hearing the words, she looked up and down at Han Feixu, frowning, "Why are you thin?"

"I have lost a lot of weight for the purpose of filming. Although I didn't reach the point where I could only see the ribs when I opened my clothes, it definitely fits the fragile personality." Han Feixu twisted her body, her face a little red, and she looked excitedly Ye Mingxin said, "Don't worry, idols, I won't hold you back!"

Ye Mingxin is always an expression, but I don’t know what’s going on. Han Feixu just feels that she doesn’t seem to be happy now. Although she wants to spend more time with her idol, she still follows the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. She gave a random reason and ran away.

Anyway, in no hurry, they will spend three months together day and night.

When Han Feixu walked away, Ye Mingxin looked at her leaving, but he couldn't help frowning.

It's thinner. Look at the trouser legs, the wide leg can fit in another leg.

No, I have to ask Qi Yu to recruit another cook to join the team. He is still 18 years old and his bones are not closed. How can he make himself look like malnourished?

Ye Mingxin completely ignored the fact that Han Feixu was wearing a pair of wide-leg pants, and began to text his agent.

After receiving a text message from Ye Mingxin, Qi Yu felt that he might have read it wrong, and recruited a chef who is proficient in youth nutrition formulas.

When did they have teenagers here? ?