The moon is full on August and fifteenth, and everyone in the world looks happy under the moon.
The Xiao and Li families gathered together to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Li Qingjue carefully broke up the mooncakes and handed half of them to Xiao Qian.
Xiao Qian just shook his head, and Li Qingjue complained.
"Mom, mom, Xiao Qian doesn't eat moon cakes."
Xu Mingxia and Ai Lan turned back together and looked at Xiao Qian, who was still shaking his head.
"Xiao Qian, why don't you eat mooncakes?"
"When did this kid develop the habit of being naughty?"
Xiao Qian had no choice but to take the mooncake, but still didn't eat it.
"I just don't like eating mooncakes."
Aimilan looked at him with her hands on her hips.
"Yeah, you don't eat Yuanxiao on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, you don't eat rice dumplings on the Dragon Boat Festival, and you don't eat mooncakes on the Mid-Autumn Festival. Why don't you eat dumplings on the Spring Festival?"
Xiao Qian pouted.
"But I like to eat dumplings."
People's tastes really can't be helped, Xiao Qian said that she was also helpless.
He just doesn't like eating Yuanxiao, rice dumplings and moon cakes, why do you always force him?
Xu Mingxia patiently advised: "I worked hard to bake these mooncakes. If you don't eat one bite, are you not giving me face?"
Now that the words have come to this, what can Xiao Qian do?
He had no choice but to take out the bean paste filling from the half of the moon cake, put it into Li Qingjue's bowl, and then started to eat.
Only then did everyone realize that what he didn't like was just the fillings in the mooncakes.
"Hey, you brat, why don't you clear out the filling when you eat the buns?"
Li Jianguo and Xiao Guoji were drinking at the side, looking at his actions, they couldn't help but say in embarrassment.
Xiao Qian said confidently: "The stuffing of the buns is delicious."
Li Qingjue was very happy eating the bean paste filling.
"You idiot, the stuffing is much more delicious than the pancake."
So the two children shared the mooncakes, Li Qingjue ate the fillings, and Xiao Qian ate the noodle cakes, and actually ate two.
Xiao Qian has always known about the words of living in the Qi and nourishing the body, but at this moment, he has the deepest understanding.
In the past, Xiao Guoji and Ai Milan were just out-and-out farmers. Later, when they arrived in Shanghai, they also set up stalls to earn a living, and they have always been at the bottom of society.
It can be said that based on their status, they have nothing in common with figures like Li Jianguo and Xu Mingxia.
But since they opened a restaurant and changed their identities from farmers to businessmen, their temperaments have obviously improved and changed.
At this time, Xiao Guoji and Li Jianguo were sitting together, exchanging glasses of wine, and Xiao Guoji didn't seem to be dwarfed by him at all. They were chatting equally elegantly.
Seeing such a change, Xiao Qian was so happy that she couldn't help but eat half a moon cake more.
Seeing that eight o'clock had arrived, Li Qingjue ran over and turned on the TV.
Even Xiao Guoji and Li Jianguo put down their wine glasses and focused on the TV.
The impassioned music of "Sh Beach" sounded, making the room quiet.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also the premiere day of "Sh Beach".
Modutai has already done enough publicity for today.
Since other TV stations spent a lot of money to purchase the second-round broadcast rights, Ma Yujiao is full of confidence.
Everyone is in this industry, the TV series has not yet been aired, and the audience's response is not yet known, but Yang Yuan and others dare to spend a lot of money to buy it, which is enough to show the excellence of "Sh Beach".
In this case, Ma Yujiao will not be conservative. With overwhelming publicity, the audience has long known that a TV series that seems to be very good will premiere today.
Anyway, it is a day when thousands of families reunite. Sitting together, eating, drinking, and watching TV are one of the few ways of entertainment for people in this era.
It was the first time for Li Jianguo, Xiao Guoji and Ai Lan to hear the theme song. They were all attracted and intoxicated.
"Oh, this song is good. My sister-in-law has an amazing voice."
It was also the first time that Xu Mingxia heard her singing voice on TV. She found that after careful tuning, her singing voice turned out to be so perfect, and she didn't know whether to be modest or not.
Accompanied by the theme song, the play appeared on the screen, followed by various credits.
After various introductions such as photography, set management, lighting, and sound recording, director Chen Weizhou's subtitles appeared alone.
"Hey, this director has a lot of talent. If this drama becomes popular, everyone will remember who the director is. Who came up with this idea? It's amazing."
Li Qingjue snitched.
"It was Xiao Qian's idea. He said that the director is the soul of a play and must stand out."
Li Jianguo was so funny.
"Director Chen Weizhou needs to thank you very much. You are helping him become famous."
As he spoke, the words "Director Chen Weizhou" passed by.
Li Jianguo thought that the plot was about to start next, but he didn't expect that five simple golden characters suddenly appeared on the still dark screen.
Xiao Gongzi’s work!
"puff……"
Li Jianguo spit out a sip of old wine, pointed at the TV, and kept coughing.
"Ahem...this...ahem...what is this?"
Xiao Qian was intoxicated by the majestic atmosphere on the screen.
"Uncle Li, don't you know how to read?"
Li Jianguo finally recovered.
"Don't tell me, this Young Master Xiao, is he referring to you?"
Xiao Qian thought carefully.
"Except for me, there seems to be no one else named Xiao in the entire crew."
Xiao Guoji didn't know what the words "Xiao Gongzi's works" meant, but asked: "Silly boy, since this is you, why don't you write about Xiao Qian's works? What else is Xiao Gongzi, who knew it was you.
ah?"
Li Jianguo knew better. He squinted at the delighted Xiao Qian and couldn't help but say in embarrassment, "You're a little brat and you dare to call yourself a young master. Why are you so shameless?"
Xiao Qian said matter-of-factly: "Young Master is like jade, am I not handsome enough?"
These words made Xu Mingxia and Ai Milan cover their mouths and snicker. They looked at the little person and the more they looked at it, the more they liked it.
Aimilan's eyes were full of pride.
Her son is now able to produce a TV series that can be watched by people all over the country.
Look at other people's children, they are still playing in the mud at this age.
The key is that I still made so much money.
When she thought of Xiao Qian making so much money, Ami Lan was happy but also a little worried.
This kid has made so much money at a young age, many times more than the couple, so how can you slap him?
The right to speak in this family is a bit dangerous.
Since arriving in Shanghai, Xiao Guoji and his wife have been quite proud of their earning power.
In a little more than a year, I went from a small stall hawker to a restaurant owner. The business was booming. I also bought a house, lived in a villa, and bought a private car.
This was something I couldn't even think about before.
It wasn't until Xiao Qian handed them a bankbook and told them there were two million in it that the couple felt something was wrong with the world.
Two million!
In the early 1990s, what was the concept of two million?
The frightened couple caught Xiao Qian and almost had a mixed doubles fight. They interrogated them for a whole night. The next day, they asked Xiao Qian to lead them to see Weng Zhian and Xu Mingxia. After understanding the source of the money, the couple recovered from the fright.
Slow down.
But unexpectedly, not long after, Xiao Qian told them that there was nearly one million more in the bankbook.
Xiao Guoji and his wife were going crazy.
The two of them opened a restaurant, worked hard from dawn to dusk, managed it carefully, tidied up carefully, and worked hard. In a year, they only made tens of thousands of yuan in revenue.
As a result, this child made millions every day, and took millions back home. Who is the father and who is the son?
"Son, those things you do are so profitable, daddy also wants to come in and give it a try?"
Facing Xiao Guoji's eager gaze, Xiao Qian just said one sentence.
"You... better cook properly."
Because of family reunions, good publicity, and few entertainment options, many people turned on their TV sets at eight o'clock in the evening. Like Li Jianguo, they were shocked by the five characters "Xiao Gongzi's Works."
"My dear, who is this person? He is so domineering."
Bai Qingxue was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, eating instant noodles and shouting.
Next to her, Yu Zhengnan was eating even more happily. But when he heard this, he raised his head in confusion. After seeing the subtitles, he hesitated and said: "Master Xiao? This is what Xiaoqian used when he released "Dragon Ball"
Name. Could it be that this drama was also produced by Xiao Qian?"
Bai Qingxue was really shocked.
"No, is Xiao Qian that good? If he's not good at writing songs, how come he can produce TV series?"
But before Zhengnan said anything, she remembered something herself.
"Speaking of which, Xiao Qian didn't come to school for a long time some time ago. Maybe he actually made it."
The two young girls obviously would not discuss such a boring issue for too long, and soon their screams made the neighbors upstairs and downstairs very dissatisfied.
"Ah...ah...ah...Xu Wenqiang is so handsome!"
"No, no, I'm in love. I declare that Xu Wenqiang is mine."
Bai Qingxue held her heart in both hands, her eyes filled with peach blossoms, and her attitude was very determined. Unfortunately, she didn't know that she seemed to have many competitors.
