after busy working these days, Ji Naitang occasionally takes time to check the film reviews of Zhuo Xiaoyun on the Internet. Then he finds that the box office of that movie is very popular and the score is very high.

This is a good thing. However, as they expected, none of the actors with a high degree of topic is Zhuo Xiaozhen. Even the male three and four are more popular than the second male.

"This is really unreasonable!"

In Ji Naitang's apartment, Zhuo Xiaohui was holding a large bottle of milk and wailing. What was he saying in his mouth, Ji Naitang asked in silence: "Zhuo Xiaohui, are you drunk with milk?"

Zhuo Xiaolin indignantly: "what drunk milk, I call milk not drunk, everyone drunk!"

Ji Naitang:

"In fact, I also want to drink. After drinking, I get drunk and drown my worries. But Yao always doesn't give me this chance. He says that I'm drunk and he doesn't care about me, so I'm not allowed to drink."

No way. Yao Yuanjing is his gold master now. He doesn't dare to resist orders, so he can only replace wine with milk. Ji Naitang looks up at Yao Yuanjing who comes by and asks, "don't you advise your children who are drunk with milk?"

Yao Yuanjing sat down with some headache. As soon as he sat down, Zhuo Xiaolin threw himself on him and cried, "Mr. Yao, I failed to live up to your expectations."

“… What can I expect of you

"Don't you expect me to be a success?"

Yao Yuanjing sneered and was too lazy to pay attention to him. Zhuo Xiaoyun said reluctantly, "I played it very carefully. Why are the other people in this film popular? I don't even have a splash. I'm so sad."

"Is that sad?"

"Shouldn't you be sad?"

Yao Yuanjing said with a smile, "then I can tell you another good news."

As soon as Zhuo Xiaoyun heard the good news, his sad mood was less. He blinked his eyes and asked, "what good news? Is my topic hot? "

Yao Yuanjing stretched out his index finger and shook it, saying, "the TV play you shot before has been fixed. A notice came out this morning. The following comments are very hot."

"Really?"

"Really, but..." Yao Yuanjing suddenly came to a turning point. Ji Naitang suddenly had a bad premonition. As expected, he continued: "we are commenting on several other leading characters and supporting roles. We don't see anything about you."

Zhuo Xiaozhen said, "I'm sorry, but I'm not sure."

Ji Naitang sighed a little helplessly. He knew it would be like this, and Zhuo Xiaoyun didn't cry any more. He just sat there in silence.

Ji Naitang gave Yao Yuanjing a look. Yao Yuanjing raised his hand and patted Zhuo Xiaolin on the cheek and asked, "are you sad?"

"Can I not be sad? I may not be suitable for the entertainment industry. I just quit. "

"Well, don't you just want to be red? What's the hurry? If you really want to be popular, I'll invest you in movies and TV series, and let you be the leading actor. "

Zhuo Xiaoyun's eyes were shining: "really?"

"Really, really, you can shoot as much as you want, and I'm sure it will make you red."

"That's very kind of you." Zhuo Xiaoxuan hugs Yao Yuanjing and starts to act coquettish. Ji Naitang looks at him silently. It's not that he wants to pour cold water on him, but he always thinks that Zhuo Xiaoxuan wants to be popular. It's really not a question of what role to play.

And Yao Yuanjing wants to make Zhuo Xiaoyun popular, which always gives people a feeling of impossible task.

"Ji Tangtang, what's your expression?" Yao Yuanjing saw Ji Naitang's expression and felt strange. Ji Naitang grinned: "I just want to make a bet with you."

"Bet on what?"

"I'll bet you can make this red in your arms for five years, dare you?"

Zhuo Xiaohui looked at Ji Naitang in despair: "Ji Naitang, do you mean that you think I can't be red in five years?"

Ji Naitang coughed and wanted to reply. He said that five years had been seen in the face of his friends.