Today's trending search is also me

Although Zhang Bowen is a strict director, he still has a little human touch.

On this New Year's Eve, the actors should have a rest, and those who should participate in activities, also proudly gave the first day off, and all returned to the set in the second year.

After the New Year's Eve concert, Ji Xinyue put on a dress that the costumer had mended again and went on stage. During the group photo, she naturally stood on the side and did not fight for the C seat.

At the same time, an entry about the riches and honors of the world became a trending search. Ji Xinyue nestled in the car, holding Xiaobao who had fallen asleep in her arms, and clicked on the video of her performance to watch, with a bit of embarrassment on her face.

She was in a good mood today, and unconsciously said a few more words: "Hu Ting stepped on my skirt on purpose. I had no choice but to do so, but fortunately, she didn't tear off the skirt, and also tore off the broken skirt. down."

In fact, her actions tonight had the feeling of a strong man cutting off his wrists.If she doesn't have enough strength, it will be embarrassing if the skirt can't be pulled open. If she has too much strength, the whole skirt will be torn off, and she won't be in the entertainment circle anymore.

"You know Ji Xinyue very well?"

Ji Xinyue's eyebrows twitched at this sudden sentence.

She brought her acting skills to the extreme at this moment, with a sad and regretful expression: "Ji Xinyue is a very good actor, and she and I...we should be familiar."

It should be nothing to boast about yourself.

"How did you meet?"

Jing Zexuan obviously didn't look at her, but Ji Xinyue always felt a little hairy in her heart.

"Activities." Ji Xinyue answered concisely and succinctly.

"How do you know that there is something strange about her death?" Already in the garage, Jing Zexuan turned the steering wheel to reverse the car, his eyes still did not fall on her.

"You care about me, we have a good understanding." Ji Xinyue snorted coldly, unbuckled her seat belt, and rushed into the elevator with Xiao Bao in her arms.

Watching the elevator door close, Jing Zexuan's eyes darkened.

There are secrets about her.

On New Year's Eve, Mr. Jing was already very upset that he didn't go back to the Jing mansion for the New Year's Eve dinner.In the early morning of the first day of junior high school, after dressing Xiaobao well, the family of three rushed back to Jing's house.

After all, it was Chinese New Year, Mr. Jing was an older generation, he had already had people hang red decorations, looking from a distance, it was very festive.

The environment was festive, but when Mr. Jing saw Ji Xinyue, his face turned cold.

He stared, and pushed Li Rong behind him to the front: "A Rong, go to Zexuan's side."

That's great, it's all so straightforward now.

Ji Xinyue gave Jing a lot of face, and took two steps to the side unceremoniously, and took Xiaobao by the way.

Feeling Jing Zexuan staring at her, Ji Xinyue shivered, pretending she couldn't see her at all.

Li Rong was slightly startled, she raised her head, her eyes were earnest: "Zexuan, long time no see you."

Jing Zexuan snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pulled Ji Xinyue into his arms, with warning and unhappiness in his eyes: "Go away and try again."

The warmth of the palm he put on his shoulder still spread through the thick down jacket. Ji Xinyue smiled shyly without struggling or answering.

All of a sudden, Li Rong was a little embarrassed. She secretly glanced at Ji Xinyue, then walked towards Mr. Jing, and became quiet again.

Ji Xinyue thought about it, and she still pushed Xiaobao to Mr. Jing, it's fine if she doesn't like herself, if she doesn't like her great-grandson, then Mr. Jing is too unreasonable.

All old people like children, and Mr. Jing is no exception. When he sees Xiaobao coming, he hugs him in his arms and teases him gently.

"Grandpa, it's cold outside, it's time to go in."

"Hmph, you bastard." Old Man Jing snorted coldly, "I still have to wait for you, Grandpa Jiang, and the others, so you stand outside and wait for me."

Jing Zexuan hugged Ji Xinyue and obediently stood beside Mr. Jing, who frowned and thought for a while.

"Who is that...Shen Yinan, go in and make tea."

Well, people simply want to hide her now.

Ji Xinyue withdrew from Jing Zexuan's arms without changing her expression, her back was straight, her back was slender, like a pine and cypress.

"Grandpa, she doesn't know how to make tea." Jing Zexuan frowned impatiently.

"No? No, she doesn't know how to learn? Ah Rong is such a girl, with a high degree of education, a clean background, and proficient in everything about tea art and flower art. How can the woman in it compare?"

"Since Li Rong is good at tea art, why not let her go?"

"A Rong has a good image."

Xiaobao is still young, but he just knows that his great-grandfather doesn't like his mother, but he doesn't understand why he has to stand outside when he has a good image, but Jing Zexuan understands.

His face was slowly stained with anger, his eyes fell on Li Rong coolly, but he said to Mr. Jing: "Grandpa, I know who has a good image."

As soon as the words fell, the security guard opened the door, and the roar of the car came in from outside, and then it stopped firmly in the front yard.

Mr. Jing walked forward enthusiastically, and joked with the old man who got off the car, and the atmosphere became much more harmonious.

There was a young man who got out of the car behind the old man. He was wearing casual clothes and sunglasses. When he caught sight of Jing Zexuan, his eyes flickered with surprise.

Mr. Jiang pushed the young man behind him up, and heaved a long sigh: "Oh, my silly boy, he insists on going to the entertainment industry to make a name for himself, even if he wants to help him. Come here and say hello to Grandpa Jing. "

Jiang Chuan took off his sunglasses, and respectfully called Grandpa Jing, who nodded in satisfaction.

"Young people want to go out on their own and hit the south wall. They are very courageous. You are so encouraging, old man."

To Jiang Chuan, it is courage to encourage, to Ji Xinyue, it is a shameless actor.

Jing Zexuan was a little speechless.

But he did not expect that Jiang Chuan turned out to be a child of the Jiang family. Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jing are comrades-in-arms of the older generation. Just different identities.

When Jiang Chuan saw Xiaobao, his heart was slightly sour and happy.

On the morning of the first day of junior high school, it was a joy to see her.

Ji Xinyue was still fiddling with how to make tea in the living room. While watching unreliable videos on the Internet, she cooked it carefully. When she heard a voice, she raised her eyes and fell into the eyes of that person.

In a daze, hot tea accidentally fell on her wrist, she let out a low cry, and Jiang Chuan rushed up immediately.

"Sister Yinan, are you okay?"

Now the others are stunned, why is this young man so active, and the two seem to be familiar with each other?

Before Ji Xinyue could answer, someone pulled her hand away. Jing Zexuan dipped a tissue in the cold water on one side, then quickly applied it to her hot red spot, and rubbed it gently.

Ji Xinyue wanted to say, it's not such an exaggeration, Jing Zexuan and Jiang Chuan made her look like she had a terminal illness.

But seeing Jiang Chuan here, Ji Xinyue probably understood that Jiang Chuan was not just a noob in the entertainment industry, and he had a big background behind it.