The aunts and uncles in the queue all laughed. Few young people can tease themselves and their children like this.

When Shan Yuting arrived home, Jiang Zitong had already picked up two babies, one big and one small, the big one had sleepy eyes, and the small ones were fighting with their eyelids up and down.

"Hurry up, Daddy bought breakfast for you, after eating, Mommy will go out first, and take you out to play in the afternoon."

"where to?"

Shan Yuting grabbed Jiang Zitong who was about to wash up, and took a moment to smell the fragrance.

"I went to the scene of the sci-fi film and said that I need to make up two sets of shots." Jiang Zitong turned away the face of Shan Yuting, who had successfully stolen the fragrance, "Hurry up and wash your hands, don't bring germs to your son."

Everyone is in place, and the family of four is busy with their own affairs.

Ten minutes later, the whole family sat neatly at the table and had breakfast together.

The two children had never eaten such an authentic food. They ate excitedly and said it was delicious. If Jiang Zitong didn't stop them, the young ones would probably be full.

After tidying up, Jiang Zitong went out to the shooting site.

It was a large abandoned football field. The director had the props team tidy it up and moved in all of them. He even built half of the field as a space palace.

Everything is modern, even the robots and equipment used in the film were developed and designed by domestic teams.

Coincidentally, her studio is a dozen kilometers away from 211 and 985 colleges of higher learning, which are filming a school drama based on a manga adaptation.

Jiang Zitong first went to visit the crew next door, and it happened that there was a rivalry scene between the female lead and the male third.

The third male is a new artist signed by her studio, and he is a child with extremely high talent.

As long as it is well cultivated and guided correctly, in time, it will surely become popular.

The director was one of the Three Musketeers back then. Director Luo, when he saw Jiang Zitong, he laughed and laughed: "Hey, Miss Jiang has come down to earth? I have made so many appointments with you in the past two years. If you don't refuse, you won't accept it. Why do you want to hang me?"

Jiang Zitong followed suit with a smile: "What did Mr. Luo say? I'm busy with husband and child, I really don't have time!"

"Here, you really have two big boys? Are you considering debuting?"

"Of course not. Children have their own opportunities, and we don't have to worry about them."

"Hey, that's a pity, otherwise there will be another handsome guy in the circle who can take everything from young to old."

"Hey, Mrs. Luo thinks highly of them."

Director Luo smiled, he didn't give up so easily.

After a short break, Jiang Zitong went to talk to his little artiste, and when he was about to turn around and leave, someone stopped him suddenly: "Hey, who did I say, it turned out to be Jiang Zitong. I guess I misread it, right? Didn't you go abroad? Why are you back?"

The voice of speaking was sour and mean, with a bit of contempt and disgust.

Jiang Zitong patted the little artist on the shoulder: "Go and rest."

The little artist nodded, and walked away with a little worry to enjoy the coolness and drink tea.

Jiang Zitong turned his head and looked at the speaker.

Oh, this person is interesting.

Jiang Zitong felt that she hadn't seen this person for a long time, and she really couldn't see anyone living better than her.

Seeing the makeup on her face, Jiang Zitong guessed that she was also filming, so she didn't know what role she was playing.

After looking up and down at the person in front of him, Jiang Fugui nodded as a greeting.

"Why, after going abroad, you can't even speak Chinese?"

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