"And you? How is your life? Is your family good to you? " Long Wan'er's words changed and asked again.

I didn't expect that she would ask about herself, but she was just surprised and said truthfully, "I live a good life, which is the life of ordinary students. Besides going to school, I help to do something at home, and occasionally I make some extra money outside."

"What do you do to earn extra money?" Long Wan'er seems to be particularly interested in her affairs.

Mingke also heard that her question was not malicious. She said, "I like to write things. Sometimes I will write some propaganda articles for others. I have also written a script. I have been hired and made a film."

"What script? That movie? " After all, long Wan'er is a little old, and doesn't care much about the entertainment industry. What's more, she doesn't know what new movies are coming or have been shown recently.

Hearing Mingke talk about these, she listened with interest.

Mingke had no choice but to tell her about her writing "the world" and the fact that "the world" was later sponsored and made into a film.

They were chatting in the room. At first, they were a little cautious. Later, they found that the elder really didn't have any tricks. They just wanted to have a chat with her, and she became more and more open-minded.

Speaking of the world, she is still very proud. After all, it's a story she made up. She even participated in the performance.

"In this way, I'll see the world coming out soon." Long Wan'er was looking forward to it. Holding her hand, she couldn't hide her excitement: "when the premiere, you must call me and tell me the time of the premiere. I will go to the show and I will take a group of people with me. Why don't I make a reservation for you, a hundred

Mingke shook his head and just said with a smile, "what do you do in private? When a movie is made, it's for people to watch. If you don't let the audience in, what else do they watch? "

"If I pack more, won't your box office be higher?" Long Wan'er said again.

Mingke still smiles happily. This elder is really funny: "the high box office has nothing to do with me, and they won't give me any more money."

"So it is." Long wa'er suddenly realized and held her hand tightly. She said, "well, next time I'll introduce some famous directors and producers to you, and then I'll ask them to play the role of heroine for you."

Mingke chuckles. I didn't expect her to be so enthusiastic.

"What are you laughing at? I'm not kidding you. " Long Wan'er gave her a white look.

Mingke still smiles and pulls out her hand from her palm: "I have no experience at all. If I can't pick up the main beam, I'd better come step by step and wait until Tianxia is broadcast to see if I can improve the popularity."

"You are such a good girl. It's hard to find a shortcut to heaven if you don't go."

"Stop praising me. I'm embarrassed." It's not that she's so down-to-earth. After all, shortcut is a road that everyone wants to take. She's just afraid that she can't grasp herself.

I still don't understand a lot of things, and I'll go slowly. What's more, if I get a favor without any reason, what can I do to repay it?

"Listen to you say so, then you and the young master of Beiming family seem to have a good relationship. Have you become his girlfriend?" Long Wan'er was a little disappointed. Seeing that she didn't speak, she said: "in fact, ah Jiu in our family is good. You don't think he is as cold as an iceberg, but he really has a sense of security. He can definitely be the girl's dream lover. Otherwise, I'll introduce you to him. I'm not sure you two can make a spark."

Mingke just laughs and listens to her boasting about her son's strength. But later, even long Wan'er can't go on.

Still, my son is like an iceberg. I'm afraid there are few girls who can stand it.

Two people chatted in the room for a long time, until more than nine o'clock in the evening, Xiao Tao came to urge long Wan'er to have a rest, and Mingke left her room.

Before leaving, long Wan'er also said that she would have breakfast with her tomorrow morning. Zhimo got her name, but she agreed to let her go.

I left longwan'er's room and went to my room. When I came to the door, I thought of something again. After a long hesitation, Mingke finally knocked on the door of Beiming Liancheng.

Beiming Liancheng has just come out of the bathroom. His short hair is still wet. The water drops down the top of his hair. He looks a bit wild and handsome.

Looking at Mingke standing outside the door, he was stunned. Then he opened the door and walked inside: "what do you want to do with me? The eldest is not here, and my boudoir is lonely. Do you want me to comfort you? "

Mingke takes the initiative to ignore his rogue words. It is said that the captain of Liancheng doesn't like to talk. He is as cold as an iceberg. Strangers are not near. But how does she feel that this Beiming Liancheng is more like a sultry rogue?

No, hooligans can't be said to be sultry. Anyway, this man either doesn't speak, and his words are always surprising.

Looking at Beiming Liancheng sitting at her desk and opening her notebook, she hesitated for a long time before saying, "actually I want to ask you what are you doing now? Is he safe? Is there any danger? ""Won't you call him yourself?" The long finger of Beiming Liancheng falls on the mouse, and I don't know what document has been opened. I'm looking at it carefully.

Mingke didn't want to interfere with his work, but she didn't dare to do some things: "I'm afraid he has something important to do. Calling him will distract him."

Beiming Liancheng's eyes finally moved away from the screen. Her side eyes fell on her and frowned: "aren't you his girlfriend? Since he is his girlfriend, he has the right to hinder him. "

Mingke doesn't know what to say. Although she is his girlfriend, she is a bit of a wimp. She just doesn't dare to hinder the president of Beiming. It should be said that she doesn't want to hinder him.

Beiming Liancheng rubbed the corner of his eyebrows and said in silence: "you'd better not call him tonight. He has something to do. Don't worry. He's still fine. If he's not good, I'll tell you the first time."

"What's wrong with him? What nonsense? " Name can white he one eye: "so unlucky words, how casually say?"

Beiming Liancheng ignored her and looked at the screen to continue working.

Mingke didn't want to stay any longer. He turned and walked out the door.

She didn't know whether those killers could not find her last night and would deal with Beiming night. She was really worried. The damned company captain even said "if he's not good", which made her feel very sad.

Leaving the room of Beiming Liancheng and returning to his own room, he was still restless.

Those killers dare to pursue others with knives in the street, in case they treat Beiming night like this