"So I'm going to wash your underwear for a month?"

Qiao Linglong looked at Zhang Yuan in front of her expressionlessly, feeling so angry that she felt her toothache.

She didn't understand. She was so good that she was also a department of the Department of Literature in the Beijing Academy of Sciences. There were countless students chasing her. Because Mao was like that just now, she got a bag hit on her head?

But I had no choice but to beat me, and I couldn't beat me, and I said nothing.

"Of course you can choose not to wash." Zhang Yuan shrugged indifferently.

Then point to your door and say, "Send out the guests!"

"Don't, I'll wash!" Qiao Linglong glared at Zhang Yuan, wishing she could swallow Zhang Yuan alive.

"Well, you threw the one under my bed just now. It happened that you took it out and washed it." Zhang Yuan yawned and turned around and walked towards the living room.

"It's over!" Qiao Linglong thought of the yellow color she saw just now, and wanted to go crazy.

"Send the guests!" Zhang Yuan stood up and was about to open the door without saying a word.

"I'll wash!" Qiao Linglong was almost crying.

"Wash it!" Zhang Yuan turned his back to Qiao Linglong, and his voice was full of warnings, but the smile on his face was as bad as it was.

Damn, it feels good to tease the little girl.

"Bang!" Qiao Linglong took out the underwear under the bed and came to the bathroom. The basin hit the floor of the bathroom heavily.

"Be careful! If the basin is broken, you will lose money! The serious pear blossom tree is here!" Zhang Yuan, who was watching TV, warned in the bathroom.

Qiao Linglong angrily ignored Zhang Yuan and rubbed the clothes in her hands hard.

Li Huamu? I think you are crazy about money!

Zhang Yuan ignored her and turned on the TV leisurely and watched the channel of this world.

"Hehe." Seeing the exciting part, Zhang Yuan also smiled strangely from time to time.

After all, Zhang Yuan is a vengeful person. The little girl's knee made Zhang Yuan very painful two days ago, but that revenge is not avenging?

What do you say?

There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, whom is bypassed by heaven?

This month, my surname is Zhang, will teach you a lesson, what does it mean to provoke a young widow, not provoke Zhang Zishan.

"Remember to dry the balcony!" Zhang Yuan shouted to the bathroom behind him.

"Grass!" Qiao Linglong called out a plant, indicating that she knew.

Zhang Yuan took out his ears and frowned, "Why are the young man so angry?"

As he said that, he didn't care and watched the TV in a daze.

I saw Liu Zhonglei's figure appearing on TV, and Wu Wei is still beside Liu Zhonglei??!

My God, I just got online with someone yesterday!

Director Liu's efficiency in doing things is too fast, right?

"So Mr. Wu is going to star in Director Liu's new drama?" The reporter's tone was filled with disbelief.

This is big news!

Didn’t it mean that your literary and entertainment circles have always been in harmony!

Didn’t it mean that the two sides have the same power?!

"Yes, I'm very grateful to Director Liu for believing me so much." Wu Wei's sloppy look at the poetry meeting disappeared in front of the camera, and he was serious.

Liu Zhonglei, who was beside Wu Wei, smiled and said, "Mr. Wu Wei is my greatest honor to be able to participate in my new drama, and I will definitely not let everyone down."

reporter:"......."

Zhang Yuan watched the live broadcast on TV with his eyes very exciting.

What does this nymph mean?

You, Liu Zhonglei, have been doing it for a long time, and asked me to help you make such a big scene. You even made a poem like a peony, so why don’t you put it here to play with snakes for me?

Zhang Yuan was a little confused. What kind of force was Liu Zhonglei pretending to be in his gourd?

Fortunately, when Zhang Yuan was about to go to bed last night, Liu Zhonglei called him and said that he would return to the crew tomorrow and that Zhang Yuan would go to him to report to join the crew before 8 o'clock in the morning.

It wouldn't be too late to ask Liu Zhonglei if he went there.

"Tsk tsk, Liu Zhonglei played a good game!"

At some point, Qiao Linglong stood behind Zhang Yuan with wet hands, with a hint of thought on her face watching Liu Zhonglei who was smiling on the TV.

"What does it mean?" Zhang Yuan looked up at Qiao Linglong. At this moment, Qiao Linglong had just finished washing her clothes, and her wet hands were not artificial, and she directly applied it to her clothes.

Wait, your own clothes?

"Damn, why are you wearing my clothes?" Zhang Yuan glared at Qiao Linglong.

"Hey, my clothes just touched your cabinet. I washed them if they were dirty." Qiao Linglong walked around the sofa and sat next to Zhang Yuan, crossing his legs, looking indifferent.

"Then do you just wipe it up with your wet hands?" Zhang Yuan was convinced.

"Okay, at worst, I can wash it for you and deliver it to you tomorrow." Qiao Linglong glanced at Zhang Yuan who was a little crazy.

Zhang Yuan sighed helplessly, this girl will be unlucky if she marrys her in the future.

"You just said that Liu Zhonglei played chess? What does it mean?" Zhang Yuan's face was puzzled.

"You gave the peony to him at the poetry meeting yesterday, right?" Qiao Linglong's eyes looked at Zhang Yuan with intriguingness.

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Seeing that Zhang Yuan did not deny it, Qiao Linglong grinned, but her smile felt a little painful, "I wasted resources!"

"Speak quickly." Zhang Yuan glared at Xiao Qiao.

"Isn't this obvious? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Western barbarian culture is rising in the past two years. You can see that pedestrians on the street have already worn Western-style clothes on the grounds that the price is cheap." Qiao Linglong glanced at Zhang Yuan and continued to say with thought:

"Jiang Taizu instilled a lot of ideas. Until now, you should also find that our Celestial civilization has always paid great attention to inheritance, so no matter which dynasty, those in power are very sensitive to this aspect."

Zhang Yuan nodded, there was this memory of his predecessor.

"You can see from the vigorous development of cultural dramas in the entertainment industry in the past two years that people in the Celestial Empire are guiding our cultural output."

Qiao Linglong said this and smiled. She picked up the cup and drank water and continued: "Don't look at Liu Zhonglei's current glory, but the burden on him is not light. This new drama that the country has invested heavily in is not something that ordinary people can take on."

Zhang Yuan did not comment on this.

"At the same time, if we want to ensure our cultural output, then the entertainment industry and the literary world must not have any conflicts, and we must work together."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan gradually understood.

"But you have also seen that the older generation of literary masters look down on those people in the entertainment industry from the bottom of their hearts. What they say most often is that actors ruin the country."

"And those people in the entertainment industry want to get in touch with the literary world, but those old stubborn people don't like them, so the problem is stuck here." A trace of disdain flashed in Qiao Linglong's eyes when she said this.

I said why Liu Zhonglei thought about making friends with Wu Wei!
Chapter completed!