Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 742: Secrets that cannot be hidden, feelings that cannot be concealed
"Xiangyang is coming to the crew?!"

After confirming the added content to the script with Xing Nana, Liu Qianqian unexpectedly received some surprising news.

It is almost impossible to keep a conservative itinerary.

Unless, from the beginning, no one knows where you're going.

This time, the reason for the leak of the news was definitely not because of Bi Shaffer's betrayal. Although she knew that he wanted to go to China, she was not aware of the specific itinerary.

Instead, it was discovered by the staff responsible for signing the labor agreement with Hengxiang Club by accident.

Zhang Mouzi also looked very surprised. "Um. Should we notify Mr. Han and the others?"

The last time Mr. Han came, he nagged me.

Xiangyang’s coming to the crew is such an important matter, how could we not inform him?

"Let's talk about it." Liu Qianqian's eyes turned to Zhang Mouzi, "It's just that President Han is a bit troubled. He just returned to Beijing and has to rush over again."

"Haha, maybe he knows it and he's so happy." Zhang Mouzi has a different opinion.

It’s just right, I also want to thank you in person.

"Bloody Battle of Wenshankou", no matter how you look at it, this movie was someone else's idea.

Although this thank you may not mean much in the eyes of someone of Xiangyang's current status.

But what if you don’t even say “thank you” silently?

That would be really tactless.

Xing Nana smiled slightly and said nothing more.

There is no need to speak out the twists and turns of social interaction once you have seen through them.

But
With a smile on her lips, she turned her head to look at Liu Qianqian. How could eating watermelon at such a close distance be an unhappy thing?
Not what she expected.

Liu Qianqian pretended that this matter had nothing to do with her, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"You bastard, you still want to launch a sneak attack?"

"Everyone around you is mine, you didn't expect that~"

"Okay, then I'll report to President Han first." Seeing that both of them had smiles on their faces, Zhang Mouzi looked at the time. If he didn't call, President Han would probably be taking a break.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll ask someone to arrange a car right away. Have you confirmed what time they'll arrive tomorrow?"

Han Sanping, who answered the call, said "hello" three times in a row.

"I think he's coming here with the cycling club."

"Okay, then I'll arrange the things on hand tomorrow, and then I'll meet up with you guys."

While Zhang Mouzi was calling Han Sanping, Liu Qianqian had already taken out her cell phone which had been on silent for a long time.

I saw several missed calls and messages from Xiangyang.

She smiled secretly.

Liu Qianqian: I was just discussing the script with Director Zhang and Sister Na. Why, did you miss me?

There is a "ding" sound.

Xiangyang, who was having dinner with Little John, couldn't wait to pick up his phone and take a look.

"hehe"!
"Think of it!"

Xiangyang muttered to himself.

Using his butt, Xiangyang could figure out that the key point of Liu Qianqian's words lies in the last sentence.

I can also guess how much of a smile was hidden on her face as she typed these words.

He was too familiar with that expression.

What are you proud of?
If you have the guts, don’t reply to the message.

Put the phone on the table, Xiangyang turned it upside down to avoid being bothered by it, and then continued to eat and drink.

There is one good thing about Whatsapp.

It will show that the other party has read it.

It's just pulling, who can't do it?
I deliberately showed you this status and didn't reply to you
If Whatsapp didn’t have the “the other party is typing.” feature like WeChat, he would definitely click on the dialog box, type something randomly, and then delete it.

"hateful."

Looking at the “√”, Liu Qianqian’s eyes lit up.

But no matter how long he waited, there was no reply from Xiangyang.

This made her angry.

"I already knew your little secret, hum~"

"If you have the guts, don't come looking for me!"

"Mad!"

Separated by thousands of miles and with a time difference of several hours, the two seemed to be arguing.

This made Xing Nana, who was more observant, stunned.

this.
Is this considered a spiritual connection?

Well, no wonder I couldn’t see my mother who used to be by Liu Qianqian’s side, even though they were separated by one floor.

It turns out that people have long been aware of the fact that eating melons can easily lead to a mouthful of dog food.

That's why I stayed away.

It turns out that people who have been through this are more experienced.

Little John, who was sitting opposite his friend, pretended not to see anything.

What’s so delicious about Xiangyang and Liu Qianqian’s dog food?

"Eat quickly, I have something to do after that." Xiangyang said unhappily to little John who lowered his head and remained silent.

Little John frowned, looked up and said, "I didn't recruit you, did I?!"

"I get annoyed when I see you."

"I wipe!"

Little John opened his mouth wide and said, "Are you talking like a human being?"

"I'm going to make clothes later." Xiangyang curled his lips and explained.

Little John remembered clearly that his friend had promised to make clothes for his wife, and Xiangyang still owed Laura one!

However, he was not as rude as his friend, and instead asked with concern: "You have a flight tomorrow, are you sure you don't want to get some rest?"

"Why don't you just stay here and help me out?"

Xiangyang suddenly suggested.

"What you said is too much." Little John put his knife and fork on the table and said with his hands spread out:

"Unless you pay me, don't think I'll work for you for free."

You can work, but you can't be free labor.

This is Little John's bottom line.

In fact, the reason why he stayed at his friend's house and didn't want to go home was that he didn't want to go home.

As soon as they get back, Laura will definitely take him to see JCE.

How could he hide the fact that he had "broken off" with his father from his family? But apart from Laura, who had never experienced such a thing, he thought it was a big deal, whether it was his brother, sister, or his mother who loved him the most.

No one called him to comfort him.

According to their consensus, it would only take a few days, so why waste the phone bill?
"You said you were treating me to a meal, but you asked me to pay for it." Xiangyang pointed to the takeaway on the table.

"That's because I'm in the shower."

Little John had an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Why do I feel like you calculated the time accurately?" Xiangyang's tone was full of doubt. How could it be such a coincidence?

He had just gone in to take a shower when the takeaway food arrived.

That must be because I asked the restaurant owner about the time when I ordered the food.

"If I didn't feel bad about the lawyer fees, I would definitely file a lawsuit with you." Little John said gritting his teeth. This was too unfair to him.

"Oh, really?" Xiangyang no longer had any doubts.

"Okay, for the sake of your meal. But don't tell me you're going to stay up late to finish it today."

Little John looked at Xiangyang.

He knew his friend's previous work status.

I often stay up late to catch up with the work.

"That's not possible." Xiangyang clicked his tongue.

Not to mention that you definitely won’t be able to finish it even if you pull an all-nighter.

But if Liu Xixi knew that as long as she spent a little more time, she could make the clothes she had always dreamed of.

Isn't she really going to fight with herself?
Moreover, when it comes to handmade things, it’s all about the state of mind.

Only slow work can produce fine work.

"Are you really not afraid that Liu will find out? I'll never let you go." Little John was speechless when he saw his friend's face and the various excuses he made to justify his laziness.

"How can she know if you don't tell her?" Xiang Yang asked back, "Why, do you want to learn from the little bee?"

"How can it be!"

Little John yelled, "What I hate most in my life is people who betray their friends!"

"Let me think about it."

Xiangyang rubbed his chin, as if Little John didn't sell him out either.

But it had been too long and happened too many times, and he didn't know how to use that incident to embarrass his friend.

But there is one thing to be said.

Little John has a lot more brains than Bee Shaffer.

At least, it's up for grabs.

It depends on the person and the matter.

Even if it was Liu Qianqian, she wouldn't be able to get Xiangyang's secrets from him easily unless she offered a good price.

Bea Schaeffer is much less intelligent.

Whenever he was unhappy, he would tell Liu Qianqian everything he should and shouldn't say.

If this continues, the price will not be worth it.

Although there are no secrets between him and Liu Xixi.

But from this point, we can see the difference between men and women.

The next day, when Bi Shafer drove to Xiangyang's house, she was surprised to find that both he and Little John were there.

The two of them, still looking listless, sat under the parasol at the door of the workshop, sipping coffee and chatting about something with laughter.

This harmonious scene made her feel mixed emotions.

"Are you here? Would you like a cup of coffee? There's still time." Little John asked directly without even bothering to lift his butt.

"No thanks." Bi Shaffer was a strong-willed woman, and she refused straightforwardly.

"Xiang, give me a refill." Little John seemed to have guessed the result long ago, and he refilled the coffee cup on his friend's table without any surprise.

Xiangyang picked up the cup and took a sip.

The early morning sunshine, the green lawn still covered with dew, the flowers blooming in the garden, clusters of pale pink, pale blue and purple flowers, and the two people whose noses were not noses and whose eyes were not eyes blended together.

You know what, this coffee has a really unique flavor when put together.

Yawning, he asked Bi Shafer, "Have you got everything?"

"Here you go, Boss."

Bishafu looked resentfully at Xiangyang who was no longer protecting her.

"Okay then, let's get ready to go." Xiangyang said, stood up, turned around and walked to the door of the studio to turn off the lights that were still on.

The clothes are not finished yet, but they are almost done.

This night was not in vain.

After stretching his sore fingers, Xiangyang locked the door.

I haven’t made clothes properly for a long time, and I’m quite tired.

I just don’t know if my wife will feel sorry for him and rub his flesh after hearing about it.

"Boss Han, Boss Yu, Boss Wang, all three of them are here."

The hotel where the crew of "Time Traveler" stayed, because Zhang Mouzi was in charge of filming, Pang Li was in charge of reception.

Seeing several people getting off the car, she sighed in surprise.

"Xiao Pang, have the members of the convoy arrived?" Han Sanping, who was walking in the front, greeted Pang Li familiarly.

"Mr. Han, they have already arrived this morning, and went to see the route for tomorrow's filming." Pang Li explained with a smile.

"Oh, it seems they take it very seriously."

Han Sanping said casually.

Hearing this, Pang Li smiled.

Where.

When they first arrived in the morning, they surrounded the actors who were getting ready to leave and spent half a day asking for their autographs and taking photos.

Gradually, the morning shooting progress was delayed by at least half an hour.

Among them, there is a young man named Wang Meiyin.

Good guy.

He took out at least twenty or thirty photos from his schoolbag, hoping that Liu Qianqian would sign them for him.

say what.
All the friends around me are fans of Liu Xixi.

But everyone is very busy.

"Then let's just get in the car and go to the crew. There's nothing to do in the hotel anyway, what do you think?"

Han Sanping turned around and asked Yu Dong and Wang Changtian.

There was a reason for calling them both over.

The Bloody Battle of Wenshankou will be jointly funded by the three parties
(End of this chapter)