how to portray you

And in Su Lanqing's eyes, playing a good character that no one cares about is definitely not as good as playing a villain that everyone knows.

It is estimated that Su Lanqing will definitely not participate too much in the follow-up announcement, because her purpose is to separate from the role. Although this is understandable, it is just the route formulated by Su Lanqing's team under this situation.

But Xiangli was somewhat sad, which proved that Su Lanqing still didn't want to become an actor.

It's just that I want "Su Lanqing" to be seen by more people.

But all of this has nothing to do with Xiangli. Maybe Xiangli would talk to Su Lanqing when she was in the same class before, but now she has no reason to interfere with Su Lanqing's choice.

but……

Seeing Su Lanqing being crushed by the aura-filled Lu Xue on the set and speaking inappropriately with his lines, Xiang Li couldn't help but sighed. It seemed that Lu Xue was really pissed off, and she was obviously giving Su Lanqing a bad blow. Woolen cloth.

The director saw it but didn't stop him. After all, with Lu Xue's status and background, it's not easy to target a newcomer. Even Shen Linlin would not trouble Lu Xue because of Su Lanqing.

So, I told you to change your temperament a long time ago.

"I'm sorry." Shen Changliu's manager Gu Ci finally arrived at this time, and the audience was full of smiling faces, with a heartbroken look, "Oh, look, it's really the fault of Changliu's assistant Forget about the scheduling conflict."

Shen Changliu also embarrassedly asked his assistant to share the snacks and drinks he brought, and quickly asked Song Yuan to apologize for wasting everyone's time.

It is true that apart from Song Yuan, no one can say that Shen Changliu has a lot, not to mention that Shen Changliu's nature is worse than bringing capital into the group. He is the big investment head, and Song Yuan usually turns a blind eye. Zhiyan, let him go and change quickly.

After all, the young master's filming is purely for fun.

By the time Xiang Li cooperated with Shen Changliu to finish filming his plot, it was already getting late, and it was not the right time for everyone to call it a day.

"Let's go, Teacher Xiangli, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow!" Xiang Li smiled and packed up her scripts and materials, and when she threw away the trash and was about to take a car back to the company, Shen Changliu reminded her when she passed by.

"By the way, Xiangli." Looking at Xiangli who was staring at him suspiciously, Shen Changliu casually threw a package to her.

Xiang Li was almost hit in the face by this murderous weapon, and just about to throw something back in Shen Changliu's face angrily, was interrupted by Shen Changliu.

"Miss Xu asked me to pass it on to you, saying that the weather is getting cold, so you should take care of yourself."

Xiang Li was stunned for a moment, then carefully looked at the packaging, it looked like it should be a scarf or something.

What is it that you care about me, Xiangli stroked the package and thought.

Xiangli, who finally came home, unpacked and lay on the bed with a scarf in her arms, shaking her feet. Although she hadn't been tired for a long time, she felt very comfortable.

Because everything is getting better.

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13. The journey to continue

"Xiao Lizi, work has been going well recently, isn't it?"

Xiangli was sitting by the hospital bed peeling apples, when she heard her father gently ask Xiang Qicheng about her recent situation after closing the book.

"Really, Dad, don't worry about it." Xiangli tilted her head and cut the apples into small pieces and put them in the bowl next to her. She closed her eyes and smiled, "It's been going well, and I The show is almost over."

When Xiang Qicheng was young, he was a literary youth who liked to read books. He didn't like to laugh very much but was very humble. He looked like a weak scholar.

Because this Xiangli's mother, Li Qinghua, also made fun of Xiang Qicheng who looked like a scholar, but was not good at studying, and his grades were always poor.

Xiang Qicheng also worked in a newspaper office before, and his salary was not much but he was happy and leisurely. It was more than enough to support him and Li Qinghua. Although the Xiang family was not rich, the young couple still lived happily.

However, since Xiangli got Xiangli by accident, this job was not enough to fully support the family's expenses, so Xiang Qicheng resigned from his original job and chose to open a small restaurant in the modest facade of his family.

Although it is true that he does not earn a lot, he is indeed a little richer in life than before, but it is hard money after all.

Before Xiangli could remember anything, this small but happy family welcomed a new member, a pair of twins. Li Qinghua specially named the girl among them Xiangyangyang and the boy Xiangtong just to win the prize.

Life is more difficult, but it is still full and happy. Although I am tired every day, at least I can find a place to return to.

If it wasn't for the pillar of the family, Xiang Qicheng, who couldn't get sick...

"That's right, big sister is amazing!" Xiang Yangyang, who came out of nowhere, stole a piece of fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, and coquettishly said to Xiang Qicheng, "My classmate also Where are my sister's fans!"

Xiang Tong was holding the hot water bottle that Xiang Yangyang had left halfway halfway, and while opening the lid to pour water for Xiang Li, he hit Xiang Yangyang and said, "I'm not your fan, why are you so proud?"

"My sister's fans are my fans, just a little bit." Xiang Yangyang found out that Xiang Tong didn't mean to pour water on himself after refuting, so he pretended to cry in a rather exaggerated way: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , he bullies others. "

Li Qinghua patted Xiang Yangyang in his arms, smiled and complained: "Your brother is right, you should change your temper."

Apart from pampering, there is no extra blame in the words, and there is love between the lines.

"That's right, study hard with your brother." Xiang Qicheng also complained, "Look at your brother, who has been receiving scholarships all the time, how about you? Still failing!"

Well, it's time to start preaching to Yangyang's most familiar parents since he was a child.

Xiang Li and Xiang Tong tacitly counted the distress messages in Xiang Yangyang's eyes, and they looked at each other and smiled, who asked you to start such a conversation?It can only be said that self-inflicted crimes cannot live.

But forget about self-inflicted crimes, and the "other people's child" Xiang Tong also suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

"There's also Xiang Tong." Xiang Qicheng changed the subject, and pointed at Xiang Tong who was watching the fun, "You don't want to study all day long, just go out for a walk occasionally."

"Look at how skinny you are, you look like a little chick, exercise hard!"

Li Qinghua and Xiang Yangyang, who was frantically fighting beside him, also joined in, making Xiang Tong the target of criticism.

Looking at the noisy family in front of her, Xiangli felt as if everything still happened in that dilapidated hut, nothing had changed, it was the same Xiang family who was not rich but was happy every day.

Quietly walking out of the ward, Xiangli still chose to leave time and space for the big family to continue the ordinary, boring, but necessary conversation.

"Alas..." Xiangli stood in the corridor, watching the people coming and going in the hospital through the window. Everyone was dressed in different ways, but there was only one thing that was the same, that is, the people in the hospital room seemed to be deprived of their clothes by some unknown thing. General vitality.

Just like Xiang Qicheng on the hospital bed...

"Little pear."

Xiang Li looked in the direction of the voice, and subconsciously raised the corner of her mouth when she heard a familiar voice, and asked softly with a smile, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Li Qinghua gently closed the door of the ward, and could vaguely see Xiang Yangyang lying on his father's lap and acting like a spoiled child.

"Well, little pear..." Li Qinghua walked up to Xiangli a little awkwardly, and said to Xiangli with difficulty, "During this time, you have really worked too hard."

Li Qinghua tried her best to restrain the tears from the corners of her eyes because of guilt, but she still couldn't control her red eyes. She couldn't restrain her face and said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoli, it's mom who is useless, mother is useless..."

Xiang Li originally thought that she would not cry, not on the day her father was sick, not on the day Xiang Wenfang told her that she might be banned, but at this moment she really wanted to cry.

"What are you doing?" Xiang Li smiled and hugged the woman who used to be so tall in her eyes, but now she was as tall as her chin, "No one blamed you, mother"

"We all know it's not our fault, it's just a joke from God."

Xiangli actually understood why Li Qinghua was so guilty, not only because the burden of the family fell on Xiangli, but also because she had subconsciously complained to Xiangli when she was most broken.

But Xiangli can understand, really, what a good person her mother is, no one knows better than Xiangli.

It's just that people really need to find a pillar at that time, an illusory hope, otherwise how can they survive?

"Little Li, Mom will find a way to return the money to you in the future." Li Qinghua, who finally calmed down, raised his head and touched Xiangli's face, saying with great distress.

"Really, look at what you said..." Xiang Li put her face in Li Qinghua's palm, and said with her eyes closed as she did when she was a child, "We are a family..."

However, maybe we all know each other well, some things are really different from Xiangli's childhood.

"It's okay." Xiang Li's eyes were incomprehensible, "It will pass."

"And, my play..."

"It's finished!!" The assistant on the set did not know who was the first to yell when the last scene called the card, and the whole set instantly boiled.