Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

The next morning.

When Song Le got up, Lu Xi was still sleeping quietly under the quilt in the living room. After washing in a low voice, she quietly left the door, and she didn't forget to leave a warm note——

"When you wake up, get out quickly!"

When she arrived at the program group, Song Le politely greeted every staff member she met. After a few months of absence, Xie He seemed to be gaining weight again. She couldn't help smiling. Xie He was wearing an apron, squinting The panda eyes shyly smiled back.

"I watched the movie you acted in..." Xie He scratched his head before the recording started, and said sincerely: "It's really great. I hated Luo Qianzhi when I read novels, but I think your acting is very good..."

Song Le didn't expect to hear such a high evaluation from him, she was stunned for a moment, then smiled even wider, and said gently: "Haha, thank you, it's my honor."

Her more approachable attitude has made Xie He relax a lot, and she is more cooperative and tacit when cooperating.

The recording of the program went so smoothly that after the recording was over, Song Le realized how fast the time had passed.

Just as she was about to go back, Song Le was suddenly stopped by a little girl, who was a little embarrassed and asked, "Miss Qing, can I ask you something?"

Song Le was slightly taken aback, the little girl must have just come for an internship, right?

Otherwise, given the shadow left by Luo Qingkong's domineering past, no one would dare to ask her for help.

She asked softly, "What's the matter?"

The little girl plucked up her courage, her eyes sparkled and she said embarrassingly: "Miss Qingkong... If possible, can you, can you help me get an autograph of Lu Xi... I, I, I really like him... "

Song Le was dumbfounded, feeling as if he had eaten ten catties of Coptis chinensis but no one told him—that kind of little bastard and mentally handicapped is just a deceiving face!

But the girl in front of her hoped for such a simple look, Song Le was really not good at rejecting directly and decisively, so she said euphemistically: "Although I have worked with him before, I actually don't know him very well in private, it is said that he is quite busy..."

The girl's shining eyes dimmed instantly, but she still looked at her gratefully and nodded her thanks.

Song Le hesitated for two seconds, but couldn't bear to say: "If I have a chance next time, I will remember to ask for one for you, okay? I will try my best."

The girl was pleasantly surprised, nodded again and again, and said, "Really! Thank you, Miss Qing! You are so kind!!"

While talking, the girl wanted to invite her to drink milk tea, but Song Le couldn't stand her enthusiasm, so she refused with a light smile.

After getting into the car, Song Le didn't start the car immediately, remembering the note left in the morning, and wondered if Lu Xi saw it.

It should, see?

Song Le put his hands on the steering wheel. After all, she was attached to the mirror. As long as he got up, he would definitely be able to see her.

After pondering for a moment, Song Le decided to make a phone call to confirm.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the connection was made, I heard an intimate coquettish voice: "Miss sister, when are you coming back? I'm so hungry..."

Song Le almost dropped the phone.

After a moment of silence, she said, "I left you a note."

Lu Xi immediately hummed heavily and cutely: "I saw it!"

"So why aren't you leaving?"

"I don't want to leave, I won't leave, I want to live with Miss Sister." Lu Xi said aggrievedly, and there was a crunchy voice.

Song Le frowned: "...what are you eating?"

"Apple, the apples from Miss Sister's house are so sweet."

Song Le stepped on [-] mud-horses in his heart, and finally gathered into a smile: "...you are quite self-conscious."