Chapter 147

Two days later, Hongqiao exit parking lot.

Nanxi and Huang Yi are wrapped tightly in the nanny car, waiting to pick up two old people who get off the train.

Whenever an old man of the same age and stature passes by, Nanxi is restless. If Huang Yi didn't hold her, she would get off several times to meet her.

"Xi Xi, you calm down. You know that the old stubborn head is most annoyed with the star shelf. If you let the fans surround him, he may definitely turn around and walk back to the railway station and take the same train back to Magpie hill." Huang Yi tried hard to persuade him.

Nanxi took a few deep breaths and said, "well, OK."

The promise was very good. After that, when someone with similar body shape passed by, Huang Yi still needed to catch Nanxi.

Finally, half an hour later, Huang Yi's cell phone rang.

"Hello."

"Here you are, at the north exit. OK, OK, we'll be right there."

As the station has clear regulations on passing vehicles, it is not allowed to occupy the channels at the exit and entrance for too long. Generally, people can only park in the parking lot in advance and wait for people to come out and drive up.

Without Nanxi's emphasis, Xiao Li started the car with a smile in his eyes and tried to speed up.

Seeing that it was coming, Huang Yicao broke his heart and told him again and again: "I'll go down, you don't go down."

Nanxi replied: "good, good."

No. 1 gate at the north exit is occupied by other cars. Xiao Li has to stagger forward.

Stop steadily, Huang Yi jumped out of the car, stared at the door closed, and took three steps back.

The two old men are very good at choosing positions and standing under the [exit] sign on a white and blue background for fear that people won't see it. It must be sun Hongguang's decision to be so considerate.

Huang Yi greeted her with a few greetings and turned into a transport vehicle. She carried the old stubborn bag in her left hand and pushed sun Hongguang's suitcase in her right hand.

Xiao Li and his bodyguard brother sat in the car and watched helplessly. They just stared at the duty to maintain order.

Near the car, Huang Yi couldn't carry it and shouted, "come and help."

Xiao Li didn't get out of the car. As soon as the door opened, Nanxi leaned out his head. Huang Yi did not dare to stay much. She quickened her pace and arrived at the trunk one step before Nanxi got off the bus.

Nanxi led the chain reaction. The bodyguard big brother and Xiao Li with sticky ass hurriedly came down and went to the back of the car to help put their luggage.

Put things away. Huang Yi took the two old people back to the car.

After the door was closed and the two old people sat down, Nanxi reached out to say hello: "Hello, old sun."

"Hello, Xiao Nan."

Shaking hands with sun Hongguang, Nanxi turned to Chen Mou Cen, paused for a moment, summoned up courage and shouted, "good teacher."

Chen Mou Cen ignored her and turned his head to the window.

Nanxi sipped her lips and sighed.

Sun Hongguang smiled, narrowed his eyes, patted her on the shoulder and hooked her hand.

Nanxi curiously sidled close to sun Hongguang behind him. He whispered in his ear, "he's not angry with you for wasting opportunities. I guess he's angry with himself."

Nanxi blinked his apricot eyes blankly and lowered his voice: "angry with himself?"

Sun Hongguang said mysteriously, "I'm angry that I'm hot tempered and don't have the patience to figure out the truth."

"Can't you? The teacher's character is different."

In Nanxi's impression, Chen Mou Cen was stubborn and couldn't pull back ten cows.

He always warned her: "regret is the most useless thing, whether it's wrong or right. Even if you do wrong, don't admit your mistake with others. Those who understand you naturally understand, and those who don't understand you say more is useless."

The fallacy is enough to prove how stubborn her teacher is.

"Don't make excuses for her. There is a mouth under her nose. At that time, she didn't know how to explain the changes at home. In order to repay the money, she had to make many choices later."

When the hard voice came, sun Hongguang squinted at Chen Mou Cen, patted Nanxi's crying shoulder and comforted him: "we need face to die and suffer. Let's ignore him."

Nanxi pulled down her nose, but her eyes never moved away from Chen Mou Cen.

Seeing that Nanxi could not be persuaded, sun Hongguang turned to persuade Chen Mou Cen. This time, he didn't have to lower his voice deliberately.

"Come on, people are here. What are you doing with it?"

Chen Mou Cen did not reply, leaving the back of his white hair to the two.

Huang Yiru felt superfluous when he was sitting on a needle felt. He knew that he was the co pilot before the bodyguard. Can really see Nanxi uncomfortable, always want to persuade her.

Without saying anything, I heard a sneer: "Oh, will you believe what I said? You won't! You will think I'm making excuses and that I'm angry. Just like now, even if the truth of everything is in front of you, you still have prejudice against me. Therefore, since I participated in the international violin competition at the age of 16, you found me, I haven't told you my life experience. If you are so stubborn, if I confess, I'm sure you will Slap your ass and leave immediately. You won't teach me at all. "

A question forced Chen Mou Cen to turn around and stare at Nanxi.

It can be seen from the twitching corners of his eyes that the old man is very angry. It may also be too unexpected. I didn't expect Nanxi, who is always clever and weak, to get angry.

In the double impact of surprise and anger, forget to yell.

After looking at Nanxi for half a minute, he patted the armrest of the seat and shouted, "since I took the initiative to find you and consider you an apprentice, why didn't I teach you? Because you are Nanjian's daughter? You look too high to your father."

Nanxi gave a heavy 'hum' and replied, "yes, you've always been biased against rich children. Didn't you always say to me every time I tested you? Dandies eat, drink and play, have no teachers, have the ability to annoy themselves, and have the lowest learning qualification. You want to live a few more years and don't block you. Isn't that prejudice? Don't you hate the rich?"

Huang Yi was shocked to forget to turn her crooked head back as if she had been blown by a force 10 tornado.

The car fell into a dead silence. Chen Mou Cen's face was hard to see and indescribable, and his skinned lips could not help trembling.

"If you have no prejudice and don't hate the rich, you should sympathize with my experience! Instead of being angry, why don't I say it. I admit that I was patronizing the play arranged by Tianyu for money, and the remuneration for foreign Olympic films you worked hard to find for me was too little. Then I won't have time to distract myself from my dreams!"

After spitting out the pain in her heart, Nanxi silently turned and leaned back into the chair, and her body twitched a little.

Sun Hongguang tried to squeeze Chen Mou Cen's eyes and hinted that Chen Mou Cen not only didn't answer, but also vented his anger on the person who sent it: "book the train ticket for next month in advance! It's against her!"

Sun Hongguang helped Chen Mou Cen to follow his anger and snickered and threw an appreciative look at Nan Xi. It's powerful. He exposed old Chen's head in public. The old man hasn't left immediately. Nan Xi is a special case.

He said, "OK, I'll see it in a minute."

Who would have thought that the master cheated the acting skills of the favorite students for many years. Only a few days ago did he know the true identity of Nanxi.

In fact, sun Hongguang understood that at the moment when Chen Mou Cen promised to get on the train, he had already forgiven Nan Xi. He was just stubborn all his life. It was difficult to easily put down his attitude towards people and things. Perhaps it is because he has been in the dark for many years that Chen Mou Cen increasingly believes that his eyes are right and Nanxi is worth glowing on the road of actors.

Impatient urge: "now look, don't wait! Look."

"You, only I can tolerate you."

Huang Yi glanced back and forth between the two old people and leaned close to Nanxi.

Ready to care about the question, I saw that there were no tears on my delicate face, but the pink lips aroused a shallow smile.

What happened? How scary! Huang Yi rubbed her hands and whispered, "Xi Xi, are you okay?"

Nanxi gently nodded: "very good." some wounds will only be moldy and rotten. It's better to open them completely and face each other truly.

"Er," Huang Yi said, organizing her words and advised, "don't quarrel. The old man finally came here. Let's be his old child and let him order."

"It's okay to quarrel. When the teacher can knock on me one day, it will prove that the knot is really untied." the memory automatically turns back. Every time she makes a mistake and wants to make an excuse, Chen Mou Cen will knock on her forehead.

Huang Yi:???

Arriving at Tianyu headquarters, Huang Yi helped the two old people get off.

Why not help Nanxi? The reason is very simple. I'm afraid the old stubborn temper will come up and I won't get off the bus.

Standing in front of the skyscraper towering into the sky, Chen Mou Cen looked up and unconsciously looked contemptuous between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Lao Chen's expression under his management is so hostile to the rich." Sun Hongguang smiled and reminded him warmly.

Chen Mou Cen sneered at the sound of "bah" with both hands on his back. The cow force roared past the door to welcome the queue. Li ignored Zhou Jie, not to mention the other party's warm and cold greetings around him.

In terms of master fan'er, no one can compare with Chen Mou Cen, and sun Hongguang follows him in shame.

I was supposed to send the second old man to the hotel for a rest and have a meeting tomorrow.

But after listening to the decision, Chen moucen said in a strange way: "anyway, the Zhangjia boy has money, is not afraid of waste, and consumes it."

If there is no front or back, people are confused and the atmosphere in the car is depressed.

Sun Hongguang, an old partner, understood him better and suggested to Nanxi, "we've had enough sleep on the train. We might as well go to the company for a meeting. We should know the morning hand as early as possible."

Nanxi didn't recruit. She hurriedly called the people in the rest and asked them to work overtime. For film and television people, the rest before starting is rare and valuable. After startup, instant noodles, boxed lunch and no weekends are accompanied every day.

In front of and behind the cluster, Chen Mou Cen arrived at the conference room of the office area of flying frost and streamer sword. He didn't need Nanxi's arrangement to sit in the main seat.

"What about the script?"

Ni Hong got up and stepped forward, putting the newly printed director's script neatly on the table in front of the old man.

"I passed the electronic version to sun Lao before. I wonder if you've seen it?" the eldest sister in the group slowed down her tone twice under strong pressure.

Chen Mou Cen glanced at Ni Hong, who stood respectfully.

"I didn't see it. The words on my mobile phone are too small. It hurts my eyes to see too much."

Ni Hong was speechless and could not show an unhappy look. She could only continue to accompany her with a forced smile.

Chen Mou Cen picked up a tall, long-lived white eyebrow and asked the motionless people around him, "don't you have a seat?"

Ni Hong murmured, "yes." he ducked back to his position and sighed in his heart. Master, it's so difficult to do it.

Chen Mou Cen opened the script and asked, "who is the hostess?"

Everyone looked at each other, sweating and unable to answer.

Sun Hongguang whispered in Nanxi's ear, "don't look at his hard mouth. He had finished reading the novel secretly on the way. He scolded fast food literature, but he didn't spit out more than five dissatisfied slots."

Nanxi was surprised: "ah? Do you mean there are less than five bad questions?"

Sun Hongguang put his hand to correct her misunderstanding: "in addition to the long content and too many descriptions, other pure eggs are picky. There are not many novels that can make Lao Chen comment like this at present."

Sitting neatly, the quail seemed to talk privately. At first glance, Chen Mou Cen knocked down the table and they looked up.

The next moment, they saw the white thing flying out of Chen Mou Cen's hand and accurately hitting sun Hongguang's forehead.

It was like the scene that the teacher threw chalk and books in class, which stunned people.

When the script landed, sun Hongguang impressively left a purple mark on his forehead. But Sun Hongguang's temper was really good. He only yelled at his face, "Lao Chen is almost ready for you."

Chen Mou Cen didn't accept face and said, "get out and have a private chat!"

The quails buried their heads low and dared not look in the direction of Chen moucen, the teaching director.

Huang Yi can't help but think of Nanxi's attitude towards people she hates. She has never been able to move more than BB. Did she follow two important male elders? It is said that Nanfu had a lot of contact with the underworld. After all, the demons were very chaotic in the 1960s and 1970s. Fists and guns also represent the right to speak.

Although Chen Mou CEN is thin and weak, he can act equally well and fiercely! Not lost to Nanfu gas field.

"OK, OK, director Chen, let's listen." Sun Hongguang coaxed patiently, winked at Nanxi and said, "coax, otherwise the old man can't come down the steps."

Nanxi winked understandingly, covered her mouth and smiled.

"Is that you?"

The problem hit her head. Nanxi shook her head and said, "it's not me."

Chen Mou Cen sneered: "fortunately, it's not you. You don't have the simple temperament of the hostess."

Nanxi:

Zhou Jie and others secretly aimed at her and sent small eyes to comfort the injured.

Sun Hongguang smiled and continued Nanxi's lips: "look, I hate the rich again."

That's right! Nanxi has no pain.

Finally, Ni Hong, the eldest sister, spoke against the wind: "old Chen, our film is such a situation. The first play without a female owner mainly plays the story of the male owner when he was a teenager. The script states in detail that you may be too busy to watch." you are too busy to hit people with the script.

Chen Mou Cen crossed his legs and pushed off the script handed over by sun Hongguang again. Crooked corners of his mouth, with a smiling look, stared at Ni Hong and asked, "what script did you write?"

Ni Hong really couldn't see through Chen Mou Cen's mood. She hardened her head and said, "yes, I'm mainly responsible. Feng Xiao and Tian Tian helped."

"Did you buy all your trophies? Junk settings!"

In a word, Ni Hong almost didn't stand firm. Thanks to Zhou Jie's quick eyes and quick hands, he helped her.

Everyone brushed Xiaofu's forehead and side head together, and secretly handed the little eyes that had just given Nanxi condolences to Ni Hong.

Chen Mou Cen remakes the table twice and shouts, "do you take the film as a TV play? The first one is not good. No fool pays for the second two. Or do you all have a grudge against the Zhangjia boy and get together to pit him for money. If the latter, you continue, I won't comment."

Quails shook their heads one after another. How dare they.

"You don't know what rhythm a movie needs? It's funny when a teenager grows up and shoots for two hours! From the moment the audience buys a ticket to enter the scene, every moment of watching the movie directly determines whether the film collapses."