Chapter 5： attempt

Originally, the cocktail party for "The Question of the Immortal" was at least one or two months later. Could it be that as she changed the plot, the original timeline was also advanced?

That... does it mean that the next possible blackening point is also advanced? After all, Wei Xi's personality hasn't changed, and he is still paranoid and violent. For the sake of the plot, he may still be blackened.

Hold steady, you must hold steady!

Ling Zhen bowed his head and glanced at the text message, first of all to prevent the best cannon fodder from angering Wei Xi. Ling Xuan obviously has bad intentions towards Wei Xi. Although Ling Zhen has no jealousy as a wife, she does not want to be dragged down by Ling Xuan.

So the text message returned: "Don't bother."

Ling Xuan stayed up all night and waited for a long time before receiving these four words, she was dizzy with anger. She heard her mother say that Ling Zhen had stiffened her wings recently and dared to talk back. Originally, she didn't believe it...

Could it be that the relationship with Wei Xi has changed for the better?

Thinking about this, Ling Xuan became even more anxious.

"After passing this village, there is no such shop. I am usually very busy and I don't have time to teach you."

Ling Zhen remained motionless: "It's okay."

When Ling Xuan received this text message, she dropped her phone with anger, and her "Pala" voice was extremely clear at night. Mother Ling's caring voice immediately sounded outside the room: "Xuan Xuan? What's the matter?"

She ran into the girl's room, and Ling Xuan took advantage of the situation and filed a complaint: "I really wanted to teach her acting, but she actually refused! Treating me kindly as a donkey liver and lungs!"

Ling's mother quickly calmed her: "Xuan Xuan is not angry! She is crazy now, so you don't want to waste time on her, no matter how good you teach, it will be useless. The director won't want her."

Ling Xuan bit her lip unwillingly, how did she want to teach Ling Zhen!

Mother Ling was still comforting her: "Don't get angry, go to bed early, there will be dancing lessons tomorrow morning!"

The reception next week is very important. For this reason, the family spent a lot of money to buy a set of high-end dresses for Ling Xuan. When the money was transferred, Ling's mother couldn't help but scold Ling Zhen as a wolf.

They have inquired in advance that there is a dance in the middle of the reception, which is a very precious opportunity to show!

You know, there are many choreographies in the show "The Question of Immortals". If you can show a little dance strength at the dance party, it will be helpful to audition later!

Thinking of this, Ling Xuan finally felt comfortable. Naturally, she would not tell Ling Zhen this news. After all, Ling Zhen had been physically uncoordinated since he was a child, and it was useless to tell it. At that time, she could only watch her dancing lightly!

"If you have a good rest, you can learn to dance well, and then use dance to amaze those investors!..."

In the roar of Ling's mother, Ling Xuan smiled and fell asleep as if she saw her fairy-like dancing posture and everyone's amazing eyes.

…

Qingxi Investment.

"Through preliminary market research, including analysis of the original "Xianwen", radio drama, and mobile game data analysis, the market acceptance of "Xianwen" is about..."

"The screenwriter hired by the filming script has served as the lead writer of the 18-year-old hit drama "xxx". The script is of high quality, and the main characters are basically not divorced from the original work..."

The large conference room has a formal and serious atmosphere. The speaker faced the man sitting on the main seat in the distance, and he didn't even dare to make a mistake.

The man wore a black shirt and loosened a button at the neckline, making his complexion ice white, and the mole on his neck was very sexy. Slender fingers rested on the wooden tabletop and tapped gently.

People are stunners, and there are countless people in the company who secretly think about it, but the cold aura is daunting.

But senior officials like Zhao Yan know that although they have never held a wedding or brought anyone out, Wei is always married.

Zhao Yan is very sympathetic to the sister-in-law who has never met-what life is it like to marry this pervert!

However, life is life, and their boss never makes mistakes at work. Several major decisions seem to be thrilling, but no one misses, and Qing Xi is firmly pushed to the throne of the industry.

This time "Xianwen" is also very promising. Qingxi, as the most important investor, will account for 70% of the investment, which is a key project this quarter. Not surprisingly, they will launch another hot drama this winter.

The meeting finally ended, and most people walked out of the meeting room in relief. Being pressured by the boss is a bit out of breath, and must go out slowly.

Zhao Yan and Wei Xi have known each other for many years, and get along fairly easily. They stayed and said: "This is basically the propaganda strategy. The focus of the short-term is next week's cocktail party-will Mr. Wei go?"

"Don't go." Wei Xi rubbed her eyebrows, and picked up the suit jacket, "Go now."

"So anxious," Zhao Yan showed a gossip look, "Go home and find my sister-in-law?"

"roll."

Wei Xi cursed, but did not deny it.

It is indeed home.

—

Although Ling Zhen straightforwardly rejected Ling Xuan's false kindness, she planned to seriously prepare for "Xianwen".

The reason is simple, she will not stay at Wei Xi's house all the time, she always has her own job to settle down. The money on hand gave her some sense of security, but it was not enough. Moreover, after reading through the script of "Xianwen", she felt that it suits her well.

Not to mention anything else, just talk about the degree of adaptation to the ancient costumes of the Xian Xia, there is no more comfortable person in this world than her.

Therefore, even though she was only interviewing for a small role like female fourth, Ling Zhen was still preparing very seriously. She flipped through the costume dramas of recent years, studied the eyes, tone, and expression of those actresses, and chanted lines at home for several days, and Wei Xi asked a few more questions.

After being bored at home for a few days, she finally remembered the matter and took an afternoon to go out.

Counting the days, it has been a while since the last visit to Wei's mother. She bought a box of nutritional products and brought a bunch of elegant daffodils to the hospital.

Ling Zhen made a coincidence, Wei Mu was in good spirits, and she felt even better when she saw her here. With lingering eyesight, we can see that although Wei's mother is still sick, her expression is much better than when she saw it last time, and she can see her spirit in her eyes.

Mother Wei smiled and looked at her, "It's really more beautiful than last time."

It’s not her illusion. My daughter-in-law is really getting more beautiful every time. This time I saw her skin is fairer and more tender, her facial features are more hydrated than before, her apricot eyes and red lips are like pink jade, and her whole face glows indescribably. Light.

Ling Zhen knew that this was the effect of Ling Zhen's accumulation. In fact, it has only recovered to about 70% of Fairy Ling Zhen's, but there is already a kind of compelling beauty.

She smiled: "You look at your spirits a lot better."

Mother Wei held her hand, old and gentle: "Hello, I am fine."

Ling Zhen used to be a junior when she was in the Immortal Realm, and the elders around her spoiled her, so she has been eccentric since she was a child. Now facing the well-meaning Mother Wei, Ling Zhen has recovered the feeling of being a child, and couldn't help feeling a little coquettish: "Wei Xi has a bad temper, and I sometimes fear him."

"I know," Mother Wei squeezed her hand, "Axi is different from other children, she has a very biased personality, and I have wronged you with him."

Ling Zhen heard this, and thought of the death of her mother-in-law in the original book, and Wei Xi, who had blackened his revenge because of this, suddenly felt a little sour.

Mother Wei shook her hand: "To tell you a secret, Axi doesn't know it herself."

Ling Zhen cooperated with a curious look: "What is it?"

"Axi likes things made by other people's hands," Wei Mu said nostalgic. "No matter what you do, as long as you make them with your own hands, he will accept them."

Ling Zhen opened his eyes wide.

So, when Wei Xi returned home that same day, she heard a jingle in the kitchen.

He frowned, walked to the kitchen, and saw Ling Zhen scrambling about a pot of milk.

Seeing others, I was still a little panicked, and the slightly round apricot eyes flickered twice, "You, why are you back?"

Wei Xi leaned on the kitchen door, holding her arms: "What are you doing?"

Ling Zhen held a pot of warm milk, raised his arms hard, and aimed at the small bowl of **** liquid on the chopping board: "...Ginger hits the milk."

She thought "bumping" was easy, and she didn't realize that it was actually a difficult technical job until she got started!

Wei Xi looked at the messy cooking table and found it troublesome: "Is there no one nearby."

"But I am..." Ling Zhen controlled the angle of the pot with difficulty, "I made it for you."

Wei Xi had a meal.

She was pleased, out of some attempt he didn't know.

Tests, gifts, dinner... all seem to please. Wei Xi couldn't understand the feelings of many ordinary people, and he hated this kind of hypocritical behavior.

But this was the first time he accepted such a clumsy flattery.

It's clumsy, a bit real.

Ling Zhen never felt that her hand was clumsy, but after "bumping" three bowls in a row, she really doubted her hand.

"Wait a little longer, I think I'll probably be soon—"

Before she finished speaking, Ling Zhen was stunned when her left wrist was pinched.

Subsequently, the right hand was also raised. The man approached from behind, and a little distance away, the whole half circled her.

Then, Wei Xi held her hand and steadily slammed the hot milk into the bowl of **** juice.

"Too stupid," he said.

The author has something to say: Little fairy is very sweet

The big villain is very bad

Good night~