blood pot

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After Zhang Xiaoyu finished listening, she narrowed her eyes very gently.Seeing that he was silent, Jin Qian spoke for the little guy after thinking about it: "Uncle

Uncle, the entertainment industry is not so easy to mess with.It's been eight years since Xiaoyu debuted and he's gotten to where he is now, and it's because of his talent

based on resilience.She's a girl..." Li Muquan cut off the conversation: "I also have talent, besides, Brother Xiaoyu is protecting me."

What can happen to me?Is that right, Brother Yu..."

In less than half a day, he started calling "Brother Xiaoyu".

Jin Qian pursed his lips slightly.

Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "You can't say that. The water in the entertainment industry is muddy and dirty. I, a big man, gritted my teeth and suffered a lot.

Just mixed up some achievements.You are a girl who just graduated from university, you should find a comfortable job safely.in that circle

Really not for you. "

"Brother Xiaoyu is afraid that I will be more popular than you in the future and steal your limelight?"

Li Muquan just blurted out a sentence in his head, and then he regretted it.The smile on Zhang Xiaoyu's face faded, and Zhang's mother looked at the atmosphere.

No, he quickly changed the topic, and Zhang's father started to ask Li Muquan about his hometown, and Li Muquan answered his uncle's question obediently.

question, but his eyes unconsciously looked in the direction of the two of them.Zhang Xiaoyu thinks she has a good self-cultivation skill, but today she was almost beaten by a yellow

Mao Yatou was so angry that she snorted and said: "People say that you will suffer if you don't listen to the old man. Since you have decided, I can't stop you."

hold you.In two days, I will contact the person in charge of the company to discuss whether there is a suitable role for you. "

Li Muquan cheered, "Then, brother Xiaoyu, can you arrange for me to be the number one female?"

At this time, even Zhang's mother felt that this girl was a bit too much. Her son had been fighting for almost ten years before he could make Wu Wu feel that his current achievements made him feel that he was a child.

A few appointments came and invited to become the male number one.Now the husband's family members make it difficult for their son to activate his contacts with a light and clever word,

It's a bit too much anyway.Just as I was thinking about something, I heard my son say again, "I'm not a director, and I'm just an actor,

Not as good as you think.By the way, I forgot to remind you that in the future, when you enter the group to sign a contract, don't use my banner

, My little finger is not sure why I am angry. "

Li Muquan obediently responded, his eyes were slightly crossed but he couldn't help but glance at Jin Qian.The latter snorted coldly in his heart, and endured

I couldn't help thinking about it for a while.Zhang Xiaoyu's good mood was disturbed, and she went back to her room after eating two mouthfuls. Li Muquan was very upset.

Being Xiao Fu low, he asked Zhang's father weakly: "Uncle, does Xiao Yu brother not like me?"

Father Zhang is a little embarrassed. On one side is his niece in his hometown, and on the other side is his beloved wife and family. This...how does this make him

explain?Jin Qian saw some tricks, reached out to pick up some food for Zhang's mother, and pointed out: "It's not that Xiaoyu doesn't like you, he just

Don't like people who are too greedy. "Li Muquan lowered his head, but couldn't help clenching his hands on his knees. Jin Qian finished eating

Li Muquan was a little surprised by the appearance of his family members in the kitchen.After thinking about it, Li Muquan asked Dad Zhang

Dad, "Uncle, he is..."

"Jin Qian is Xiaoyu's brother, the godson I recognize." Mother Zhang cut off her husband's words and said.

Li Muquan put away his small thoughts, let out a soft "oh" and buried his head in eating.Mother Zhang's stomach was churning, so she pushed the bowl

Chopsticks went back to the room to rest.Li Muquan watched his aunt close the door, and saw the unstoppable embarrassment on his uncle's face, and couldn't help but feel the pain in his heart.

He snorted.Jin Qian entered Zhang Xiaoyu's room and locked the door behind his back, "Okay Xiaoyu, don't talk to a girl who has no eyesight.

I'm so angry, how can you say that you are also a grown-up and let that girl hang out like this, where can you put your uncle's face? "

"I really can't figure it out! How can such a good father have such a family! First is the old lady at home.

The old-fashioned bad temper made me angry when I saw it.The girl who just came here today looks like a greedy girl, and she knows how to use various things before she enters the circle.

She is such a favorable resource, yet she still asks me to arrange a heroine for her?Hehe, the old saying that a good sack is used as a dragon robe is not this material

, and don't look at how many catties you have.snort! "

Jin Qian put his ear on the door first, making sure that there was no one outside the door sitting by the bed and hugging the little guy, "No matter how greedy she is, in the future

She is also the one who suffers, why are you angry?Okay, don't be angry, after all, he is also your father's family member, so treat it as an uncle

I have a long face. "Zhang Xiaoyu snorted, "I'm afraid that my good intentions will be taken as a donkey's liver and lungs, hey, brother Xiaoyu is afraid that I will use it in the future.

Did you steal your limelight after being more popular than you? Huh!Rare! " Zhang Xiaoyu learned what he just said in a strange voice, which made Jin Qian

The smile lines at the corners of the mouth became clearer.

Zhang Xiaoyu groaned, and finally took out her mobile phone to call Bao Jie, and finally spent a long time arguing with the girl.

Come to the audition opportunity for the second female lead.After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xiaoyu hummed and turned on the computer to log in to the game, leaving Jin Qian alone by his side.

Qian Qian reached out his hand to touch it from the corner of his clothes, and wiped it on his waist which was extremely tactile.Zhang Xiaoyu turned her head and smiled, "Yo,

Brother Jin Qian, do you want me to vent all my anger just now? "Jin Qian tactfully withdrew his hand.

In the evening, Li Muquan moved into the house as a matter of course.Zhang's mother locked her younger brother and Gao Heng's room with her stomach full, and made the guest room whole.

After sorting out and changing new sheets and quilts for Li Muquan to live in, Zhang's father didn't say much to his wife's face.Wait until Li Muquan

And came to the door, Zhang Xiaoyu helped her mother to the living room and asked casually when the girl would leave, Zhang's father looked a little ugly, Shen

Yin said that the girl will live in our house in the future.Zhang's mother sighed and returned to the room without saying anything, leaving Zhang Xiaoyu sitting on the sofa

Continue the conversation with Zhang's father.

"Dad, this is our house..."

Father Zhang's rare decadent expression appeared on his face, "I know, I also know that you two will definitely have opinions, but

Yes...Koizumi's father is my own brother, he gave up college in exchange for me today, and the money for opening the local restaurant is also

Without saying a word, he paid me the money under the pressure of his family.Now that her father is gone, my sister-in-law is left alone

Shit, I, as an uncle, have to reach out to help no matter what.Xiaoyu, I...I really..."

Zhang Xiaoyu sighed slowly: "Since this is the case, then I will try my best to beg some seniors to see if I can get them

After caressing her.However, Dad, I still think it's better for her to find a job or something. The little girl goes to the entertainment industry, that's

very dangerous. Father Zhang nodded: "I think so too, but Koizumi...forget it, and she should take care of herself when she suffers."

Give up. "

Maybe, Zhang Xiaoyu thought silently in her heart.

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Sure enough, writing villainous female supporting roles consumes brain cells. . . . . .