The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 183 The Magic of Gold-rimmed Glasses

"Hi Gu Xi, I'm Yin Rongrong, and I'm also an artist brought by Mo's manager. I'm a..." Yin Rongrong paused for a while, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm an actor."

She rubbed her nose, hoping that Gu Xi would not know about her scandal, and the negative news about her poor acting skills and pretentiousness would not affect her image in Gu Xi's heart.

Fu Xiuyao has been out of the industry for so long, and has rarely paid attention to the entertainment industry, and has never heard of the name Yin Rongrong, "You are here to find Mo Jiu, I'm done chatting with her."

Yin Rongrong glanced at Mo Jiu who was forgotten in the corner, and quickly said: "No, I just want to chat with Mo Jiu, I won't bother you, goodbye!"

After she finished speaking, she quickly turned around and left here with her thumping heart.

Mo Jiu looked at Fu Xiuyao who had a smile on his lips, and squinted his eyes: "Hurry up and take off this meaningless pair."

"Why? You don't like it?" Fu Xiuyao asked with a smile.

Mo Jiu pointed at Fu Xiuyao, and said inarticulately: "You, you, did you deliberately bring this to lure ignorant girls, such as Yin Rongrong?"

Fu Xiuyao sighed softly, "Oh, little Mojiu, Rongrong is much calmer than you, and he can still talk to me normally. You can't even speak clearly now."

Mo Jiu's eyes widened, and she suddenly felt guilty, and then she quickly defended herself: "You still call her Hairy, you really want to tease her!"

Fu Xiuyao pushed the gold-rimmed glasses, and made Mo Jiu turn his attention to her heart-warming eyes, "Little Mo Jiu, are you jealous, I call her more intimate than you?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Mo Jiu stomped his feet angrily, "I don't care, you didn't come here today to talk to me about these things, I want to tell you about "Xueba Face to Face"."

"Okay." Fu Xiuyao nodded cooperatively, "Let's talk."

Mo Jiu's heart gradually calmed down, she let out a long breath, and walked towards the desk.

She turned on the computer, clicked on the folder related to the program, and said to Fu Xiuyao, "Let me tell you what this program is like."

"Okay." Fu Xiuyao walked to Mo Jiu, looked at the relevant information on the screen, and listened to Mo Jiu's explanation of the future itinerary.

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It was almost noon when Fu Xiuyao left the office, Mo Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, and prepared to go out for lunch.

Not long after walking, a woman with a strong aura approached.

The woman is over 30 years old, wearing formal clothes and walking towards Mo Jiu on high heels.

When Mo Jiu passed by, the woman glanced at her lightly, and said hello lightly, "Mo Jiu."

"Senior Liang Suyi." Different from Liang Suyi's plain and emotionless words, Mo Jiu's emotion was strong and there was a little fear.

Liang Suyi glanced at Mo Jiu and said nothing, raised his jaw and left arrogantly.

Mo Jiu bit his lower lip, as if he had thought of something, he stopped where he was.

Fu Xiuyao returned to the apartment by car, and some notes kept dancing in his mind, and inspiration burst out like spring water.

After arriving at the door, she found that the door opposite was open. She instinctively glanced inside, then retracted her gaze and opened the door to enter.

Aunt Liu was cooking lunch. She went directly to the room, took out a piece of A4 paper from the drawer in the room, took out a pen from the pen holder, and wrote a line on the A4 paper.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and hummed a melodious tune. The speed of writing changed from time to time, and the expression in her eyes became softer.

Half an hour later, she put down the pen in her hand and looked at the paper covered with writing on both sides. It was scribbled and changed, and the fonts and symbols were messy.

Her face was pale, and she didn't feel the joy of completion.

　Tomorrow Feng Zhiting will come out of the little black room
　　
　
(End of this chapter)