Chapter 106 Going home, Sister Yuanyuans date wine
"Goodbye, my cousin, I'll go to Peking to play with you when school starts."
"Goodbye Xixi."
At the entrance of the hotel, Ding Xiu said goodbye to Liu Yifei, who is about to start construction.
Similar scenes were also found in Hu Jun and Liu Tao some time ago.
On the dark night, on the stone bridge, Azhu pretended to be Duan Zhengchun and confronted Qiao Feng, and was killed by Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
On the edge of the cliff, the blind A Zi jumped off the cliff with her brother-in-law in her arms.
Murong Fu went crazy and knelt down and played the game of the emperor at home.
As supporting roles, their story is over, but the story of Tianlong is not over. We will continue to film the scenes of Qiao Feng and the others later.
The filming started in February, and it was only the end of March. Hu Jun, the male lead, had to film at least two months before he could finish the filming.
Ding Xiu was alone when he came and alone when he left.
At Peking Airport, someone asked him for his autograph with paper and pen.
"Hello, brother, my name is Zhou Haopeng. I am your fan. Can you sign me with an autograph?"
While signing, Ding Xiu said, "Brother, don't you go to work?"
If he remembered correctly, this would be the third time.
This guy has been asking for autographs and photos with people at the airport, but he almost slept in the floor.
"Brother, I'm just at work." After putting away Ding Xiu's signature, the young man took off the camera hanging around his neck to take a picture, and even compared it with a scissors hand.
He looked down at the picture quality. The young man was very satisfied and smiled and said, "Brother, my name is Zhou Haopeng. His main business is to organize fans to pick up the artists."
"You are very popular now, but you are not good at playing style. Have you ever thought about queuing up hundreds of fans to pick up banners?"
"I tell you that now you are all hype. Only when you create a very popular atmosphere, those capitalists and directors will feel that you have commercial value and then you will naturally find you to film."
He took out a business card and handed it to Ding Xiu with both hands: "A fan costs twenty yuan, and more than fifty fans are 20% off. We bring our own banners and flowers. We are all young and beautiful little sisters, so you can be satisfied with it."
Ding Xiu pushed the sunglasses on his nose and accepted the business card: "If you need to look for you afterwards."
He can't use it himself, it doesn't mean others can't use it.
Next time Gao Yuanyuan or Qin Lan picks up the plane, you can get one for them.
"Okay, go slowly."
After walking a few steps, Ding Xiu turned around: "Are you here every day?"
"It's not every day, when there are celebrities and businesses, they will come here."
"Then how do you know when the stars come?"
"Hehe, don't understand. There are many people like us in the airports in first-tier cities. Everyone has information interconnected. Where can I board the plane? When they see it, they will call me and tell me that I can just come over and squat.
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"In addition, sometimes paparazzi and the media will buy photos and news from us, but don't worry, if someone hacks you, I will definitely tell you the first time."
"Of course, the premise is that I have to have your phone number."
It's a bit interesting!
With his business card in his pocket, Ding Xiu turned around and left.
More than ten minutes later, Zhou Haopeng's cell phone rang, and it was a strange phone call.
"Hey, hello, I am Ding Xiu's agent, my name is Qin Gang."
Snakes have snake paths, and rats have rat paths. For people with a wide range of sources, it is not a bad thing to have a contact information.
After Ding Xiu got into the taxi, he called Qin Gang and told him about the matter. Qin Gang also thought this person was interesting and might come in handy one day.
Nympho
At twelve o'clock noon, Ding Xiu returned to the door.
The door locked from the inside, and he jumped into the wall as usual.
In early spring, Gao Yuanyuan naturally couldn't sleep in the yard like she did last time.
Ding Xiu first came to the backyard. The plum blossoms in the garden had withered, and the fish in the jar were jumping around and swimming around.
Gently push open the door of the room where Gao Yuanyuan lives.
With a creaking sound, the door opened.
There is no one inside.
"Isn't it?"
Dragging his suitcase, Ding Xiu came to the front yard and pushed the door of his room, but couldn't open it.
"Um?"
"Sister Yuanyuan, are you here?"
"Smack!"
"Come!"
A quick voice came, and Gao Yuanyuan responded.
Two minutes later, the door opened.
Gao Yuanyuan, with disheveled hair and messy pajamas, stood in front of her.
"I was cleaning you just now."
While talking, she yawned.
"Trouble you."
"No trouble, no trouble."
"Well, I'll go back to the room first. You can wash up first, and I'll call you for dinner."
"Um."
As soon as Gao Yuanyuan left, Ding Xiu went into the house and looked at it. It was indeed clean.
The quilts are also folded neatly.
I touched it with my hands and it was warm and there was long hair on the pillow.
Put down his luggage, Ding Xiu took a shower, and changed into clean clothes.
Gao Yuanyuan, who also changed her clothes, came over with a hair dryer: "I have ordered the food, and I will deliver it after it is fried. You can rest for a while."
"Thank you." After taking the hair dryer, Ding Xiu said: "Do you drool while sleeping?"
"No, why are you asking this?"
"It's okay, just ask."
Gao Yuanyuan looked at Ding Xiu’s bedroom with guilt.
"You won't be leaving after dinner, right?" Ding Xiu asked.
"Can I live for the rest of my life?"
"It's not impossible."
At worst, he will give Gao Yuanyuan the backyard and Qin Lan the frontyard.
Sleep in the front yard on one, three or five, and sleep in the back yard on two, four or six.
"I think beautifully." Gao Yuanyuan snorted.
The food ordered was delivered not long after. While Ding Xiu was eating, Gao Yuanyuan poured a large glass of wine from the kitchen.
Looking at the familiar date color, Ding Xiu evoked many memories, and his waist ached: "This is..."
"Drink more date wine and replenish it."
I don’t know when Gao Yuanyuan will leave, Ding Xiu didn’t dare to drink too much, but just stopped by tasting it out.
But he is a wine lover and can't stop drinking.
Half an hour later, in the yard, Ding Xiu fisted, and every punch was accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air.
Extremely fierce.
When he finished work, Gao Yuanyuan gave a thumbs up: "Awesome."
"Huh!" After breathing a long sigh, Ding Xiu's hot heart gradually calmed down: "It's been a long time since I haven't moved, it's a bit wasteful."
Fist is always in hand, and music is always in mouth. There is no shortcut to martial arts, it depends entirely on practice. If you don’t advance, you will retreat.
Why are Cheng Xiaodong and Yuan Bing and others who have been practicing martial arts for many years now not working?
It is because I have money and spend my fighting spirit in a gentle country. Who can practice this kind of hard work? Over time, the combat power declines and the passion of the warriors will be cool.
The land of gentleness is a hero’s tomb, and this is true.
"I haven't practiced the kung fu you taught me for a long time." Gao Yuanyuan was ashamed when she heard Ding Xiu say this.
Every day, the crew is exhausted after finishing work, so she has no energy to practice martial arts.
Breast enhancement and buttock lifting are not as comfortable as sleeping in.
Especially Ding Xiu's quilt, it was soft and he didn't want to get up after lying down.
"How about I practice again and you teach me again?"
PS: So what, what I said yesterday, it’s six thousand a day, right?... It’s a bit of a card, these two thousand words are so tiring.
I'll think about it carefully in the evening and get someone out to fight.