After a whole morning, the results were quite good. Two men were fighting in secret, teasing and sarcasm, and the atmosphere was very lively.

After school at noon, Mo Yongtai said: "Teacher Su, go for lunch together. A French chef came to Yuanhu Hotel. The dishes cooked were delicious."

Su Bingyun responded casually, "Okay, I've been busy all morning and I'm hungry." Before seeing Liao Xuebing's Epiphylla tattoo, Mo Yongtai often invited her to dinner and agreed several times, but the situation was different at this time. He regretted it. It was impossible to change his words and refuse. He looked at Lao Liao apologetically and said, "Everyone is so tired, why should we go together?"

Sun Pinghai, Lu Kai and others have all received the benefits of Mo Yongtai. When he saw that he was picking up girls, how could he not cooperate with him? Old Sun said: "I brought a lunch box today, and my wife made it by myself. If I don't eliminate it, my wife won't spare me after I go back." Others all refused: "You can go by yourself."

Mo Yongtai pretended to be generous: "Teacher Liao, go have lunch together, I'll treat you."

Liao Xuebing did not see Su Bingyun's subtle guilty look, and thought to himself: "You greedy woman, you forgot what your surname is when you hear something to eat." He said lightly: "No, no, I also have a lunch box."

Mo Yongtai finally won a game, let out a strong anger, and accompanied Su Bingyun into the car.

Liao Xuebing returned to the office, looked at the watch, and estimated the time: "Xiao Lanluo should have brought the lunch box. I don't know what dishes this girl has cooked today and whether her craftsmanship has improved."

A head was wiped out from the door, and Guigui Chong Chong looked around. It turned out to be Bei Xiaodan. After finding no one else, he quickly stepped in. He was holding an exquisite pink food box in his hand, and there was a cute cartoon kitten pattern on the lid. He couldn't help but complain: "This time it's so miserable."

Bei Xiaodan delivered the food box to him, stood with his hands crossed, and said shyly: "Teacher, I used to see you go to the second-floor restaurant for lunch. The food there was too unnutrition. It was not enough, so how could you eat enough? This is the lunch box made by me by myself. It was made by my mother. It was delicious."

Lao Liao looked at her tiny breasts: "I want to have breasts."

"I didn't bring it. I'll bring you another bottle of fresh milk tomorrow, okay?"

"I want to eat your milk."

"You bad guy, I will ignore you if you do this. Don't talk nonsense, the dishes are almost cold." Bei Xiaodan nervously replied, gently unpacked the food box, and saw various dishes in a "heart" shape, and said seriously: "Look at what I made, there are wolfberry eels, which are very nourishing, as well as wine lees, bear paws, steamed abalone with garlic, sea cucumbers with roasted onions, fried eggs with rose shark fins, and pure bird's nest soup. Eat quickly." All of them are made of precious ingredients, with bright colors and fragrant smells. It is obviously a hard work.

Seeing Lao Liao stunned for a moment, he said with some expectations: "Teacher, don't be polite, this is something I worked hard to do."

Liao Xuebing's index finger was moving, his intestines were rumbling, and there was another question in front of him: Murong Lanluo also brought a lunch box!

But when he met the little girl's earnest gaze, he couldn't find an excuse to pile up. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of abalone and put it into his mouth. He felt it was tender, soft, tender, smooth and soft, with a great taste, and couldn't help but shout, "It's delicious, really delicious, Xiao Dandan, you are really my caring little baby." At that moment, he was like a storm, chopsticks after chopsticks. He swept the food box cleanly and threw Murong Lanluo behind his head.

Bei Xiaodan was surprised and happy. Guaiqi poured a glass of water and gave it to him, saying, "Teacher, I will take care of you from now on."

The lunch box was because she was afraid that her lover would get a meal, so she deliberately increased the amount. Liao Xuebing touched his round belly with a satisfied look on his face. Suddenly he remembered that there was a little Lan Luo, and he suddenly became panicked: "Xiao Dan, we are not safe here, we will be seen by others. You go quickly, I will ask you again tonight."

Bei Xiaodan kissed him in the face and took a few steps back with shame: "Don't miss the appointment." He turned around and ran out of the door, and happened to meet Murong Lanluo in the corridor. The two girls stared at him fiercely. Murong Lanluo snorted in the nose: "What are Miss Bei doing for the office building?"

"What do you have to do with you? Stop meddling in other people's business, otherwise you will be nice." Bei Xiaodan raised his head and left proudly.

Murong Lanluo ignored her and ran into the office excitedly, shouting: "Teacher, you're so hungry, don't worry, Xiao Lanluo has brought you food. Today I have pork ribs and ham. It took me a long time to make it."

When I opened the lunch box, I only smelled a burnt smell. A ball of black objects pressed on the white rice. I couldn’t tell which piece was the ribs or the ham.

"Teacher, I'll watch you finish eating here."

Liao Xuebing immediately wanted to cry when he heard this. He was hungry and bloated. He didn't say that he had eaten the most delicious food first and then ate the garbage. Who can stand it? He pushed the lunch box aside: "I feel uncomfortable today and my appetite is not good. You go back to the dormitory to rest first. Wait until I get better and then eat slowly."

Murong Lan said angrily: "I was so arrogant just now. I clearly think I was not doing well. Humph, tell me quickly, do you eat me?"

"Oh, can't I eat it?" Liao Xuebing picked up a black and paste object with a bitter face and squeezed it into his throat, as if it was poisonous to penetrate the intestines, salty and bitter, and he didn't dare to talk too much, so he swallowed it directly.

Murong Lanluo was like the prison head who supervised the prisoner. He watched him finish all the food. Then Zhan Yan smiled and touched his face with his little hand and said, "Teacher is so good. I will work harder tomorrow to make something better."

Liao Xuebing's belly was about to be cracked, and he thought to himself: "It's better to kill me with one knife."

After seeing off Xiao Lanluo, he packed his things and prepared to go back to the dormitory to have a stable sleep. Murong Bingyu called and asked him to meet him at the "Love Fruit" cafe on Tongcheng Road.

"Singer, I'll go if I ask me to go. I'm so shameless. Can you give me a reason?" Old Liao was lazy and didn't want to move.

"Oh, if you ask you to come, why do you talk so much nonsense? Hurry up, give you ten minutes. If you don't have money, I'll reimburse the fare."

How come some self-righteous women are always hung up the phone in anger, spit out, slowly descended the stairs with a handle on the wall, and had two extra lunches, almost swelling the belt, which was the hardest to absorb the favor of the beauty. This sentence is understood so much.

After a while, Murong Bingyu called again, and his tone was much softer than before. "If you can't find the car, I'll drive over to pick you up. Where is it? The apartment or school on Zhuque Street?"

Forget it, this made the woman come to school and make some noises, so she had to say, "Wait, I'll go there later. It's better that you have something important, otherwise I will punish you and do what you say, and there is no need to treat me to eat."

Murong Bingyu spat: "You're so unreasonable, come here quickly."

Lao Liao slowly squeezed into the subway, intending to take the opportunity to attack the female passengers as before and take advantage of it, but found that these women were either old, weak or as fat as a pig, and they couldn't help but feel disgusted. It turned out that before they knew it, the aesthetics had been tricked by Su Bingyun, Murong Bingyu, Xiao Lanluo, and Bei Xiaodan.

"Damn, these women have lost a lot of fun again." He cursed quietly, and finally arrived at the "Love Fruit" cafe in the torment of sweating, stinking shoes and stinking intestines in the subway crowd.

Originally, I thought Murong Bingyu was lonely and looked for him for a tryst. The fact was unexpected. The director, director, producer and screenwriter of the crew of "Fengqiao" were all there. It turned out that he was discussing filming work. As the "preparing male lead", he also wanted to participate.

Only Murong Bingyu stood up to greet him, while the rest of the people were still sitting in a big manner, without even looking at him.

"Cousin, please sit here. The script has been revised and the filming is being started. The director wants to say a few words to you." Murong Bingyu pointed to the coconut beside him. In front of everyone in the crew, she always called Lao Liao the cousin.

"It's settled." Sun Bo put down the script and his eyes finally moved to Lao Liao: "Mr. Liao, a grand opening ceremony will be held in three days. We have notified the media to hype and promote it. They are very interested in the identity of you, the mysterious male protagonist."

The merger and acquisition crisis of Duofu Media has been successfully resolved, the company's performance has risen to a higher level, and the beginning of "Fengqiao" is put on the agenda again.

"I only care about the scope of the script editing. Have I increased the kissing scenes and bed scenes I requested?"

Everyone looked at him suspiciously: How could he have such a cousin? He actually wanted to play with his cousin.

The stout screenwriter Xiong Fei coughed heavily: "Mr. Liao, "Fengqiao" is a pure art film and will not attract audiences with erotic lenses. If this happens, it will ruin Miss Bingyu's pure image. This is the script. You can read it first and take it home and study it carefully."

There are more than 50,000 scripts, and each one has a book in front of him. Xiong Fei looked confident and said, "I have created this male protagonist for you. I don't know how much effort it has been spent. You must think carefully and not mess up the show."

He snatched the director's prepared lines, and Sun Bo had to say: "Teacher Liao, you are the most suitable male lead in this film. Only you can make this film popular, so I don't want anything to happen."

It doesn’t matter how you learn to respond, read the script and read the text.

Sun Bo quietly approached the producer's ear and said, "See, this kind of temperament, a decadent and scattered feeling, and the eyes that emit cold light from time to time. If it is paired with low and sad music, reasonable storytelling, sad main melody, and tortuous love stories, he can definitely be photographed to Murong Bingyu and still be popular. It would be strange if the brainless little girl is not fascinated."

Producer Qu Yongsheng nodded and said, "Miss Bingyu's cousin looks not amazing at first, but it has an incomparable connotation. It is indeed the product of the same gene. Director Sun, your vision is really good. Oh, I'll just have half of him."
Chapter completed!