Surrogate wife every step of the way

Sun Mengjiao was taken aback after hearing this, and then laughed, "Your Chinese score in the college entrance examination is not low, is it?"

Yuan Xiabai glanced at her, "Didn't you read my college entrance examination results? Chinese is not bad, one hundred and two."

"I just think you can add three idioms in one sentence, which is awesome."

Yuan Xia: "..." Is this the point of the question?
It's hard to say.

Sun Mengjiao naturally also noticed Yuan Xia's contempt, she smiled shyly, "Okay, let me make a joke, liven up the atmosphere, understand?"

"I don't really understand your flirtatious operation." Yuan Xia didn't give face at all, sighed, and continued: "But he said, I chased him before, but now he chases me."

"Tsk, the consciousness is quite high." Sun Mengjiao smiled.

This sentence made Yuan Xia feel happy, and she said modestly, "It's okay, anyway, it feels very sincere, and it feels really different. He is letting me in now and saying that I am not underage. He now You don't feel guilty about chasing me."

Sun Mengjiao asked herself to listen to Yuan Xia's dog food very piously, but this is also a technical job, and most people can't do it.

How can I cheer my sister-in-law while half asleep and half awake, obviously I don't want to hear about these things at all, and I want her to think that these things are so exciting, Sun Mengjiao has already highlighted this skill.

Fortunately, Yuan Xia accepted it as soon as he saw it was good, and stopped after talking for 5 minutes.

Yuan Xia took out his mobile phone, "He teased me about your affairs yesterday, and...Brother Jun'an asked me to sign with your company, I'm still thinking about it."

"What are you thinking about? Benefits? Xinghui's benefits are not bad." Sun Mengjiao yawned and sat directly on the wooden floor.

This is good in summer, the weather is not cold, and you don't have to worry about catching a cold while sitting on the ground.

Yuan Xia shook his head, "No, Brother Jun'an said that if I go, I can sign the September [-] contract."

"What the hell is [-]?"

"It means that the company takes 90.00% and leaves [-]% for me."

Sun Mengjiao: "..." Really saving face

This is the most awesome contract Sun Mengjiao has ever heard of since she was an artist. It is equivalent to starting her own company, right?

Thinking about his contract again, he can only sigh, it's okay, it's much better than other skin-picking companies, Zhao Zifeng also wants to make money, and he also needs to support his family.

After comforting herself for a while, Sun Mengjiao calmed down the anger in her heart. She continued to ask: "Then what are you worried about? The contract conditions are so good? The company's resources are also good. Both Bai Hongyu and I can take care of you, although I am not as good as you." Use his resources, but I am also your own sister-in-law, even though I am black and red, it is also a kind of red, right? Anyway, I will definitely do my best to lead you. "

Yuan Xia followed her example and sat down on the ground, "I'm not worried about that. After all, we are a good relationship between relatives and best friends. Naturally, I don't doubt you, but I am worried about Bai Hongyu."

Sun Mengjiao was puzzled, what did Bai Hongyu have to worry about?
A rich man who can earn eight figures by participating in a variety show, why worry?

She looked at Yuan Xia suspiciously.

Yuan Xia sighed, "If we were in the same company, there would definitely be overlap in resources. We would often film together. He has quite a lot of fans, but he also has a lot of girlfriend fans. When the time comes and I have an affair with him, I will definitely be very concerned about his love." The business is not doing well.”

Sun Mengjiao patted her on the shoulder, she couldn't say a word, didn't she think she was torn apart?

Although Bai Hongyu and his fans have made peace on the surface, I believe that they only need a fuse, and they will be able to tear it apart without hesitation, and with the fighting power of Bai Hongyu's fans, tsk.

Tearing them up is really helping the poor and increasing their popularity in vain.

She could only find another way to comfort her, "It's okay, it can also increase your popularity, and let you hang up on Weibo hot searches for two or three days."

Obviously this consolation didn't work, Yuan Xia brushed her arm away, "I'm not afraid of being torn apart, anyway, I'm an unknown newcomer, and it's not that I have no background, even if fans don't like me, I still have resources, There is still filming, besides, not everyone is a fan of Bai Hongyu."

"That's fine. Since you're thinking so hard..." Before Sun Mengjiao could finish speaking, Yuan Xia interrupted with a frown, "I think Bai Hongyu's career will decline."

Sun Mengjiao: "..." Feeling worried about Bai Hongyu.

Her worries were a little unnecessary.

Ok.

Very redundant.

Sun Mengjiao smirked, "Let it take its course."

People with background need not be afraid.

Have money, invest in companies, have resources, and not be afraid.

Although it's awkward to say this, Yuan Xia is very sincere. If the original Sun Mengjiao heard such words, she would definitely sneer. It's amazing to be rich.

But when she becomes a vested interest, she can really say that being rich is great.

If you have money, you can be an investor, shoot your favorite themes and scripts, and you don’t have to be bullied by others if you have the right to choose. The story of Yuan Xia’s previous work in the crew has been spread in the circle, but it’s not specific to anyone. It is said that the director offended the backstage and was abolished.

So it's really hard for Sun Mengjiao to say about this kind of thing.

Yuan Xia took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo, told Zhao Zifeng that he decided to renew the contract, and then sent a message to Bai Hongyu: Don't post any Weibo about me, I have to work hard on my own.

Well, it's a pretty good job.

When Yuan Xia showed it to Sun Mengjiao, Sun Mengjiao could only comment in this way, but I have to say, sometimes I have to do it like this.

Sentiment.

The crew of "Wind and Sand" was different from the crew Sun Mengjiao had been in before. After just three days, Sun Mengjiao had already fully experienced the harsh atmosphere here.

Shooting night scenes is a trivial matter, and the director has a lot of demands. When Sun Mengjiao took on the first film before, she was a little complacent. She felt that she had learned well in school, so when filming, she had a lot of inspiration and played well. very good.

But in the crew of "Wind and Sand", her acting skills were not good enough. In the first scene of her filming, she looked NG for three scenes. The director frowned impatiently when she saw that her condition was getting worse and worse. Let people come to shoot other scenes, and tell this scene again.

"This child has just sent her father in. The father who was persecuted by drugs made her feel extremely scared, but she wanted to resist again. You have to let everyone see your fear and hope."

Sun Mengjiao nodded, "Director, I'm sorry, I'll check my status again."

She was okay when she was usually acting, but she didn't feel that way when she was in front of the camera. In addition, when she woke up in the morning, her eyelids kept twitching, and the aura that was not much at first was also driven away.

The director asked her to think it over again, the words were not heavy, but the expression on her face was really ugly, Sun Mengjiao nodded, and sat aside to read the script with her little Mazha in her arms, drawing circles with a pen while muttering lines.

"What's wrong with you?" Yuan Xia also came over and asked.

Sun Mengjiao didn't raise her head, and replied in a low voice, "It's nothing, I just feel uneasy, and my eyelids keep twitching."

"Which eyelids are jumping?"

"Right." As Sun Mengjiao said, she stretched out her hand to press her right eyelid, and sighed, "Should I stick a piece of paper on it? It's said that it's more effective."

"Left eye jumps into money and right eye jumps into disaster." Yuan Xia said this without hesitation, and then immediately slapped and slapped his own mouth, "It's nothing, it must be your own psychological effect, with There are so many talented people playing against each other, the pressure is too much."

Sun Mengjiao smiled, "I don't see it, you are quite superstitious."

"Fortunately, my grandpa believes this." Yuan Xia said, "They always said this when they were older, and they still say it now. I will always learn a few words from listening."

"I haven't seen your brother say that." Sun Mengjiao said angrily.

"My brother doesn't talk too much, no... He also talks a lot in front of you. Oh no, why should I secretly sprinkle your dog food on myself?"

"Who knows, maybe it's because I didn't eat breakfast." Sun Mengjiao said with a smile.

Yuan Xia was annoyed, and poked her waist, "Why are you so bad."

"Oh, let's stop making trouble. I have to continue to read the script to find out my emotions." Sun Mengjiao and the others have learned several acting methods in class, three types of acting, method, expressionism, and experience shooting. Go ahead and lean more towards method.

Maybe because she was good at learning since she was a child, Sun Mengjiao habitually summed up and summarized, so she was able to find a way to get into the play as soon as possible.

And these three methods are not really able to be completely separated, anyway, it is impossible for Sun Mengjiao.

Often when using the method, I will look for some experience and perception, but usually Sun Mengjiao is afraid to use it. Using the method of experience to perform a crying scene, she can't adjust her emotions well for three days.

She used it once in the final exam, which scared Li Danqing and the others to tears along with her.

Yuan Xia pouted, "If you look at it again, it's also something in the book, why don't you go through it again."

"By the way, you haven't answered me yet."

"What?" Sun Mengjiao asked.

"Hey, what's on your mind?" Yuan Xia was speechless, "I think you're under too much pressure."

Sun Mengjiao suddenly grabbed her hand, "Tell me...could it be your brother..."

"Hey, hey, I said you must not curse my brother, my brother is fine." Yuan Xia immediately became anxious, but seeing Sun Mengjiao like that didn't seem like a joke, and Sun Mengjiao always valued her brother, so curse No one can curse him.

After a while, Yuan Xia asked cautiously again: "What's wrong? What did you think? Why did you suddenly say it was my brother..."

Sun Mengjiao's feeling of palpitation just now has subsided, her eyelids stopped twitching, and she waved her hand, "Forget it, maybe I'm too sensitive."

Yuan Xia felt a little agitated by her startled tone, and touched her forehead, "I don't have a fever, why are you like this."

Sun Mengjiao slapped her hand away, "Okay, maybe I'm really...too stressed."

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at the same time.

Outside the operating room of a certain hospital in Kyoto, Bai Cheng stood anxiously outside the door, followed by a group of their brothers. He bit his lower lip fiercely, stared for half an hour, then sat down dejectedly, then stood up and hammered Touching the wall, "Fuck! This Dogecoin!"

"Don't get excited, don't wait a while before the boss comes out, you're going to have a myocardial infarction." Xiaoye stopped him, "Don't worry, Doctor Qin is here."

"I'm not worried about Dr. Qin's medical skills, I'm worried about the boss..." Bai Cheng's hands were still covered with blood, he grabbed his head again, and kicked the wall angrily, "Damn, this shameless cunt goods."

Generally, Bai Cheng doesn't swear. When they swear together, Bai Cheng basically watches. Everyone will call him Bai Daddy.

At this time, even Father Bai, who was always calm, couldn't calm down anymore, which shows how anxious Yuan Muchen is.

A Swiss Army knife stabbed directly into his abdomen without any protection.

Really stepping on a horse is like what Bai Cheng said, that's a bastard.

If you can't fight head-on, you will make a dirty move.

Xiaoye was also upset, not knowing how to comfort others, sighed heavily, and touched Baicheng's head, "Okay, wash your hands, you can go to the haunted house as a pawn in a while." It's an npc, I really think it looks good."