Huo tingshen's palm patted Ann's back slowly and continued to say slowly: "instead of making her angry with us, it's better to follow her first."
"You always have a point." Ann didn't have a good airway.
Huo tingshen gave Ann a kiss on the face: "what Mrs. Huo said is most reasonable."
"Take care of it a little more." Ann sighed, "this girl is really..."
In March, spring blossoms and everything revives. Ann enters Zheng Ting's studio and becomes a brand new artist.
"Although you are introduced by Amy, I will treat you equally. If you can't pass the examination, I'm sorry." Zheng Ting raised her eyelids and looked at the resume on the desk. "An Qingzi, how is it like the Japanese name?"
In order to cover up her true identity, Huo tingshen specially ordered someone to make a new identity for her. Her resume is also innocent, and there is no problem in the investigation.
I don't know why dad got such a name
"It's been a month and now it's been a week. You work overtime to keep up." Zheng Ting pressed the telephone on the table, "Lingling, take people to Xu training room."
A 20-year-old girl pushed the door in. She had a small face, big eyes, a bee waist and a big chest. She was so beautiful that she couldn't move her eyes.
"Hard work, sister." Bend the posture will be put very low, toward Ling Ling smile, "later also please more care."
Lingling glanced at her, probably because she felt that such a little girl was not enough to be a threat to her, so it was polite to talk to her.
"At such a young age, if you don't study hard, why do you come here to be an actor?" Lingling looked at the bow of his head, no good airway, "the training here is very hard, if you can't stick to it, you will quit early, so as not to be a star and suffer a hard work in vain."
Bending his head up, a smile, showing a row of neat millet teeth, pure, very good-looking.
"I'll try."
"Sometimes you cry."
On the first day of physique training, I followed the physique teacher, and every movement was in place. Many people who wanted to see jokes were stunned. Lingling was also surprised, and the training was even harder.
"An Qingzi has great potential." Zheng Ting stood on the second floor, looking at the most immature figure in the training hall on the first floor and murmured, "it's just such a good seedling. How can Amy give it to me?"
However, Zheng Ting also wants to make it clear that no matter what Amy's idea is, since she has sent people to her, she can't take it away.
In the next few days, I could catch up with the training quickly, and I didn't have any hard performance, so I quickly stood out among the students.
"Have you been trained before?" Lingling took advantage of the break, and finally could not help saying, "why do I think you seem to have learned it?"
Bent hands holding chin, eyelashes flickering, young skin is like shelled eggs, white and attractive.
"I wanted to be an actor since I was a child, but my family didn't agree with me very much, so I had to save money to go to all kinds of classes, hoping to seize the opportunity." Bending seriously, it seems to recall a long time ago, she suddenly smile, "now it seems that the money is not in vain."
Lingling quietly sat with her for a while and started training again. According to the current situation, she will become a very powerful opponent, and she is only 16 years old... So she can't slack off.
This opportunity is very important to her. She must not lose it.
"Pa Pa!" Zheng Ting clapped her hands and motioned everyone to gather up. Looking at the students with bright eyes in front of her, she seemed to see herself at the beginning. Her voice didn't feel much gentler. "Recently, there are extras that the director will choose. You should seize this opportunity to perform well."
Director? Actors?
These things, which are very resentful and untrue to many people, suddenly come so close that many people are stunned, and then the expression of eager to try appears on everyone's face.
You know, every year, how many stars are chosen by those directors who are "wise eyes to know the Pearl", and from then on, they are out of control.
"Keep training, everyone." Zheng Ting looked at the position of the first row, "an Qingzi, come with me."
Curved sweet smile: "good."
They left one after the other, and the rest of them burst out. Someone came up to Lingling to inquire about the news: "you are so close to that little girl on weekdays. What's the origin of her? She can make the boss treat her so well."
Zheng Ting is also a well-known person in the entertainment circle. She has many popular artists under her hand. However, this person has a strange temper and is very difficult to get along with. On weekdays, they will automatically avoid it. If they can't deal with it, they must not deal with it.
But now, it's really strange that she is in favor of a new girl.
"Yes, Lingling, tell me about it." There is also humanity, "originally only one tenth of the people left this time, we should unite now."
"Unite against a little girl?" Lingling sneered, "it's better to practice more if you have this Kung Fu!"
With that, she went straight to the bedside and looked at the weeping willows that had gradually turned green outside. She was a little confused.
"I will fulfill your wish, oh no, now make our wish." She said quietly in her heart, her eyes suddenly became strong and stubborn, "I won't be nine out of ten."
Zheng Ting office, bending curiously looking at his new boss, whispered: "what's the matter with you calling me?"
"What do you think of mass actors?" Zheng Ting looks at the curve, as if she wants to find something on her face.
Bending and raising his face, he said curiously, "I think it's very good. It's better to practice than to have theoretical knowledge."
"They only need three group performances, but there are nearly 100 students. What do you think is better?"
"Draw lots." Bending blurted out, in see Zheng Ting changed color face, quickly changed his tongue, "I'm joking... And not the director chose us, these should be their troubles, we don't have to waste our brains."
Her tone is light, her eyes are bright, and her delicate face is full of self-confidence and good upbringing from childhood. Therefore, even if she speaks a little frankly, Zheng Ting doesn't feel disgusted.
"That's the most important question." Zheng Ting looked at the curved eyes, "what's the relationship between you and Amy?"
"I was originally looking for Amy, but she said that Yang Yuqing wanted to go on a world tour. She accompanied me all the way and didn't have time to take me."
Zheng Ting's eyes suddenly sank: "Yang Yuqing... Is really red and purple."
Hate hate tone let curved heart "clatter" a, even if she reaction is slower, but still listen to clearly, Zheng Ting speak tone is not in praise of Yang Yuqing.
"You go on training." Zheng Ting waved her hand.
Bending "Oh" turned to leave, closed the door to see Zheng Ting face chilly, cold can freeze to death.
At the end of the evening training, bending back to his rented apartment, a fan has already prepared a meal waiting for her.
By the way, in order not to be found out that she is Huo tingshen's daughter, she moved out of the Huo family and lived in an ordinary apartment with the consent of everyone and without sending a female bodyguard, Jane nanny.
All these make people feel the great determination of "self-reliance".
"Sister Afan, you are a good craftsman." After washing his hands, he sat at the table and said with some guilt, "you are so powerful that you must do something important. Now you are bound by me. I'm really sorry."
"Protecting the young lady is an important task for me now." Ah fan is only twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He smiles and says to curved Shengtang, "today the boss called to ask if you need anything?"
After a mouthful of soup, he said, "no, I don't need it... I'm fine here."
"And the lady sent for the clothes." A fan pushed a bank card to the front of the curve again, "this is the spare fund for you, to prevent an emergency."
Curved eyes suddenly a bright, smile: "sure enough, or Mommy love me most."
"It's you! It's you, it's you! Our little Nezha
Cell phone suddenly sing a happy song, bending down chopsticks to see the phone number, confused to connect the phone: "bending, it's me."
Bending down the phone and driving to the bar on the street, Lingling was drunk. Seeing her coming, he waved to her: "have a drink with me."
"God, why do you drink so much wine!" Bending to look at a row of beer bottles on the table, Lingling stood up and fell back to the sofa. Lingling directly sat on the ground, squinting, grabbing his bent arm and murmuring, "I can really become what you like. Can you like me?"
Although she has seen a lot of TV dramas and understands Lingling's present state, she is only a 16-year-old girl and doesn't know what to say for a moment.
"Sister fan!" Bending to see a fan come quickly, "my friend drink too much."
Lingling fell in her bent arms and belched. She murmured something she didn't understand. The expression on her face was very painful.
"I'll do it." Afan raised Lingling up with one hand and yelled, "let's go."
In the dark corner of the bar, someone snapped his fingers, and his voice was very pleasant: "a cocktail."
Bend really did not expect peacetime calm Ling, a drink of wine with a change of a person, while pulling bend to talk, while making a phone call, full toss for half a night before tired sleep in the past.
"My God He closed the door gently, covered his heart and breathed out, "I almost lost my life."
Ah fan frowned: "Miss, this is not suitable."
"Good sister!" Curved quickly ran to embrace a fan's arm, smile flattery, "I know the less people involved in my life, the better, but I can't always throw a drunk girl on the street, right?"