"Master Meilan invited Xia Chengxing and Qin Qin to audition."

Ye bangs on the keyboard. She is very busy with her work, but Sunuo people are in the hospital, communicating with her mobile phone or video. Ye is not at ease, so she brings her tools to work in the hospital.

Although she is the level of gold broker, suno also listen to her arrangement, but a lot of things, ye Jie still like to ask suno opinion.

Suno nibbled at the apple that the little fish had cut for her and nodded nonchalantly, "Oh."

"You expected that? Not angry? "

Ye Jie surprised suno's reaction. Although she guessed that suno would not be too excited, she did not expect that she was so calm.

She remembers that at the audition, suno was almost certain of the character.

Click, click, the crisp sound of biting the apple.

"Xia Chengxing, Qin Qin, their flow is there. Their acting skills are passable. Master Meilan can't be missing."

Master Meilan is not a fool. Even if he likes art and is enthusiastic about it, he will judge the situation. If he doesn't even give them an audition, they will lose face.

Dark eyes, calm lake raised layers of waves, suno almost sure way: "but soon, they are proud of will become ash."

"Xia Chengxing did it, didn't he?"

Ye Jie opens her microblog, which is the microblog of Xia Chengxing, Qin Qin and others.

Maybe it's the light of master Meilan's new play, and the traffic is going up very fast.

Strangely, the rising trend of the summer orange star is slower than that of others, and it looks like it has been thrown far away.

Sure enough, Xia Chengxing's people started, but Qin Qin and others don't know yet, and they are happy with their high flow and heat.

"Well, as you said, we'll wait to see the play."

Suno half narrowed his eyes, small mouth to eat apple, sunshine plating on her body, is so gentle and quiet.

What she was waiting for was not the sun, but the storm.

Huo's house

"Young master, you are back at last. Miss Mengmeng refuses to eat."

Huo Zheng went to talk about a project in the evening. He was going home to take a bath and then go back to the company. However, as soon as the talent entered the living room, the servants came down from upstairs like enemies. When they saw him, they were finally relieved.

Huo Zheng handed his coat to the housekeeper, and his pretty eyebrows frowned, "don't you eat?"

With Zhu Xiaomeng's temperament, even if the world collapses, she will not stop eating.

"Yes, I've never seen Miss Mengmeng like this. I'm really worried."

"Miss Mengmeng's little face must be thin. I'm so sorry."

"Young master, please go up and have a look. I'm afraid miss Mengmeng can't stand it."

He brought people back last night. Even if he didn't eat, he didn't have breakfast. Do these people need to worry so much?

Zhu Xiaomeng is cute and very popular in the small house. Every servant takes her as his own daughter and holds her in his hand carefully. Her fleshy round face was raised little by little by servants.

Huo Zheng went up to the third floor and knocked on Zhu Xiaomeng's door.

Push the door in, there is no one in the room, only a protruding small thing on the bed is covered by a quilt.

The people inside seemed to hear the sound of opening the door and trembled. Then they slowly stretched out their heads.

"Daddy."

Zhu Xiaomeng blinked wet eyes, blinked, tears fell down, looking pathetic.

"Why not eat?"

"People want to see the fairy sister. Daddy, will you take me to see the fairy sister?"