Winning the Male Lead

cook in the kitchen, every second is reflecting whom starts to do something wrong.

The work is rigorous and not wrong, there is no mistake to go to a friend, or it is wrong to have the oil prawn, and Yan Weixun has cut lily, and he will not touch the shrimp after the heart.

Lotte Meitu went to the room, it was a small film, it was the literary film of the Positive Er. I don't think of it, he doesn't know how to cherish it. When I lost it, I know that I regret it. Now I have given him a chance to come again. He is willing to say that the three words - less.

System: ... accident, quite good.

The clouds on the curtain, the girls in the rain support the broken umbrella and swayed on the railroad track, and the music lifted the little hand and wiped the tears of the crocodile. "She can't afford new umbrella. "

System: "This is intention, is her fantasy world, umbrella represents her distracted relationship with her mother, what are you looking at?"

Lotte: "..." I hate it, I don't understand the literary film blame.

Yan Weixun knocked on the door, and the Loko's committee wily raised his head. He also took a small tear flower.

The two are sitting on the small round table to have breakfast, and the clouds are cooked. The beautiful white porridge is dotted with red green green vegetables. The entrance is very refreshing, but the lottery still wants to eat spicy ice cream, so eat Very exhaustion is unpredictable.

Yan Weidian looked at him and did not know, his heart was very interesting, "just you ..."

"Oh, I am watching a movie to see too sad." Mercai hurriedly explained, full of sorrow, "In her fantasy world, the broken umbrella represents her and her mother's intimate relationship, let me feel so sad "

System: plagiarism! Unregnated plagiarism!

Yan Weixun said deeply, "Year of dance, I think you should also have a chance to fight."

The music is going down, "I am not good, still count."

: ... just allergies.

The music is holding a spoon to stir in the bowl and stir it.

Yan Weixun didn't know how to comfort, or compensated him, I thought about it for a while, said: "Our studio will also have an annual exhibition this year, I will give you a center single photo, how do you see?"

Lotte has already learned from the system. This world is not only a photographer who is famous in the world, but also is also very prominent, his studio's annual exhibition can be the gathering of all borders, can go to international magazine.

When the music is immediate, it is low, and the head is pulling a spoon, false mode fake: "But ... Do you not say that I can't work with me?"

This point is not denying now, "If you don't shoot your face, your body is very beautiful."

Lotte almost didn't crush the spoon, how to be famous, and suddenly lost interest, "Forget it, I don't match."

Yan Weidong refunded two difficulties, and even if you want to ask Mingle day, how do you count this matter?

"So, I know the editor of several magazines, give you a chance, do an interview with a person, ok?" .

The eyes of Lotte, the eyes are bright, the spoon is not pulled, raising the hand slowly put the blonde of the cheeks to the ear, soft: "It is not very good, too trouble. "

Yan Weidian saw that he did this, he knew that there was a play, and there was a breath: "I can't bother, you can pick it yourself."

"Oh," Lotte slowly, "What are you?"

Yan Weixun is a magazine of several domestic fashion circles, and Lotte is trying to pick. Laozi is all, he still holds it: "The Gong also looked at it, I didn't understand these."

I will definitely clear the boundary with Mingle day, and Yan Weidian is like solving a big thing, directly: "You have a call to me, I contact you again."

"Okay." Lotte nodded, elegant, a spoonful of vegetable porridge, Heart Ouled, you can go to magazine!

After changing the mobile phone number, Yan Weidian saw it, I thought I would stay for a long time today, I didn't expect to solve it so soon, and Yan Weidun was easily in the door and Mingle day. "Goodbye."

Lotte smiled nodded, "Be careful in the road."

Yan Weidun walked into the elevator, distinguished a long breath, the elevator mirror reflected the smile relaxed on his face, and Yan Weidun shook his head, really lifted his own feet, but also gave himself. The foot is expelled, and I am fortunate to have a medical insurance.

I went to the store to start the car, I have been driving to the neighborhood, and Yan Weixun once thought that he came today. He fell to the jacket before going back, he didn't really like his own things. In someone else, this is planning to get back.

Yan Weidun was annoyed and said from the language: "How to forget." I want to retreat and afraid of good things to get the things foregoing branch, hesitating for a while or stopping the car in the nearby parking space, directly getting off.

When I arrived at the door, I woven the doorbell. I didn't have anyone in the door, and I woven the mobile phone. The phone just caught in the mobile phone, or sent it, I thought I thought I didn't think it.

The elevator behind him opened, and Yan Weixun heard the beautiful orchard, looking back, picking a bag from the Mingle day that came out of the elevator, and the hands of the hands and hit the mobile phone. Holding an ice cream.

Lotte contains ice cream, and one big hand pinchs the cone, and the music is busy, and when I want to thank, I saw that I woven the clouds and looked at him.

The musician is stayed, and the corner is also covered with chocolate sauce. Look at the ice cream on the hand of the clouds slowly melted, and it is necessary to slip to his tiger mouth. When you are busy, you have biting the ice cream, and I want to take the ice cream back. .

Yan Weidian is full of convulsions to look at the golden plush head in the hands, directly: "Songkou."

Lotte blinks, biting the ice cream directly, including the hot mouth in the mouth, swallow the ice cream, lick the lips, low heads: "I, my toothache, ice cream Including pain. "

"Toothache?" Yan Weidian really speechless, Mingle Tian wants his younger brother, he will put Mingli Tian, ​​how to hear it, "you are allergic, spicy, ice Can't eat, is I told you ?! "

Lotte was knocked with the clouds and woven, the small voice: "Sorry, I don't have a good memory."

Yan Weixun felt that he had no one with Mingle day, or soonered later thanked by this person. He had never seen someone who didn't care about his body, and Yan Weidi was directly put the remaining ice cream. In the garbage bucket, I have a heavy bag in the hands of Mingle, "What to buy?"

Lotte panic, slowly put the bag back, "Nothing."

Yan Weidun was laughed, "Ok, anyway, it is not my business." I took the sticky ice cream, and the meteor was going out, the elevator didn't wait, directly from the safety channel, more I feel depressed, why do you have.

After a few layers, Yan Weixun once thought that he had to take his own coat, and closed his eyes, and his heart was considered. One piece of clothes, don't, what kind of moths?

After a few days, Xiao Xiao Xiwa Yun's photography studio took a single publicity photo.

When the reception, he listened to him and Mingle day, the same dance group was asked: "Why can't you come?" They all expect blonde angels to take pictures, but unfortunately did not wait.

Qi Xiao is very embarrassing.

Originally he had already quit the election of the leading dance, but unlucky days did not come to the rehearsal because of allergies, he took a few days, the leader was resolutely put to him, and the self-propelled fake.

Calculate, Mingle Sky allergic is still in his family.

Qi Xiao was embarrassed to see Ming La Tian, ​​and even the courage to call Mingtiao, I always felt that I was robbing him.

Now the reception sister asked, he is even more self-contrary, whispered: "Lotte is sick, I will replace him."

The sister exclaimed, "What happened?"

Qi Xiaogang is going to answer, and the shoulders have been taken, it is the cloud, "Go to my office."

Qi Xiao is so annoyed. Sitting in the office of Yan Weidiyun first, he won the cloud, and Yan Wendun shook his head, giving two people poured tea, listened intimate, and he was exercised. .

"Lotte is originally inferior," Qi Xiao sighed, full of boring, "When he chosen dance, he was afraid that I didn't want to go, I didn't let him go, I have chosen good, but I was Grab, what is called. "

Yan Weidian listened to it, "What is you not let him go?"

Qi Xiao Bai gave him a look, crying to his family before he didn't want to choose what he didn't want to pick it up.

, , "Then you quit the selection?"

Qi Xiao surprised, "How do you know?"

Yan Weixun once again shook his head again, and the tea was a bit, or he didn't break the greasy, "guess."

Qi Xiao said: "I blame you, you say how I will get along with Lotte in the future, I am so embarrassed, grabbing his dancing."

Yan Weida's clouds did not have a tea sprayed out. I looked at Qi Xiao, my heart: I was sold to help people with money, I would also be worried that the value sold by others is worthwhile, there is no loss.

"I advise you, from the Mingle Tianyuan." Yan Weidun put down the tea bowl.

Qi Xiao directly said: "Can you have such a big prejudice to this day? Yan Weimun, you are very atmospheric, how is it so small?"

: ......

Helping Qi Xiaoying is the new signature studio, and Yan Weixun wants to carry it, plus Qi Xiao is an acquaintance, and it is convenient to try his hand, let it go.

Liang did really shot, and took a seven seven eight eight.

After Qi Xiao, I woven the clouds together. The two eyes are very similar. It is basically no opinion to the left place. Yiang Dynasty touched the chitizuma: "This person is very content, but unfortunately did not go back The bar saw that the jumper dance is beautiful. "

, did not accept the phone, the heart is beautiful, too will play the heart, the average person is still in touch with Mingle.

The film was photographed, and Yan Weixun was directly put down, and Yan Liang was from the independent photographer. Yan Weixun's management is also very loose to his management. He also invited Yan Weidi to go to the bar to play. " Can you meet the little gold hair? "

Yan Weixun Jing Xie is unmelted, and the euphemism refuses, there is shrimp, and he thinks that he will neither touch this life.

Yuliang left, Yan Weixun stayed and continued to work, the inner line sounded, Yan Weidun stared at the computer screen, "Hey?"

"Yeah, is it a little?" The phone wearing a passionate voice of a woman who was familiar with and strange.

Yan Weidian met his face and looked at the microphone and continued: "It is me, you are?"

"Oh, I am the mother of the baby. We remember the phone last time."

Everyday baby ... ,,,,,,, ,,,,, , ', ,, How can Mamantian mother hit his studio?

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"Oh, after the last time I have called every day, he didn't pick me up. I am dying, huh, huh, Xiaoyao, you are famous, we can find the phone in your studio, just have A little girl picked up, I said that I was a mother, she immediately took it, hahaha, you are really good friends with every day, I thought he lied to me. "

In the phone, Mingle Tian mother continued to laugh, Yan Weida Yunxiang smoked slightly, I feel like I accidentally turned wrong with it, and then, the more far, the more black ... Never have ended ... ...