The Golden Age of China Entertainment

Fu Yiwei already knew about Zhao Mingming's matter, and his wife had already resigned to her fate. Whoever made her look bad, picked a man with a heart for herself, so she couldn't control it, so she just ignored it.

Out of sight out of mind!

"I don't know! What's the matter?"

Zhao Mingming turned his head and looked out of the car window: "What's the matter? If Miss Xiaowei knows, I'm afraid she will go back and block the door at home, oops! Let's go, you will be surrounded by people later!"

In this day and age, private cars are a rarity. Such a big blue bird is parked at the entrance of Zhongxi Opera, and some people have already started looking towards it.

Yi Qing didn't want to cause trouble for Zhao Mingming, so she quickly started the car and disappeared after a while.

However, I am afraid that this matter will be discussed for a long time on the campus of the Central Academy of Drama. In the future, this kind of thing will become the norm. All kinds of sports cars can surround the Central Academy of Drama. I am too embarrassed to go to the door of others.

"How do you know it's me?"

Zhao Mingming gave Yi Qing a blank look: "I know why, how many cars like this can there be in the whole capital?"

Yi Qing smiled. He didn't go in to look for Zhao Mingming because there were too few cars in the capital. If he moved to the door, as long as Zhao Mingming knew, she would be able to guess.

"I haven't eaten yet!"

"I'll take you to dinner now, what time do you have class in the afternoon!"

Zhao Mingming's face turned red slightly, and when Yi Qing asked this, she didn't know what bad idea she was planning.

"rogue!"

"Hey! I care about your study, why am I being a hooligan!?"

Yi Qing will not admit that he is greedy for Zhao Mingming's body. Since the filming of "Marrying the Right Man in the Wrong Sedan Chair", Zhao Mingming went back to school, and within a few days took another film. When she went to film, Yi Qing Qing hasn't come back yet.

Speaking of which, Yi Qing hasn't helped Zhao Mingming exercise for a few days.

"How are you a rascal, you know it in your heart, hey! Look!"

Zhao Mingming was about to condemn Yi Qing's hooliganism, when he suddenly pointed out the car window and shouted.

Yi Qing searched for the sound and saw a store on the street being renovated. Of course, this was nothing new, but the big signboard that had been pressed at the entrance of the store attracted his attention.

McDonald's!

Opening a branch so soon?

Yi Qing recalled it carefully. He remembered that when McDonald's entered the Chinese market, its development speed was not fast. It would have to wait until after 2000 to really embark on the fast track of expansion.

Now that a branch is opened, it is obvious that the history that Yi Qing is familiar with has been changed!

"If they open a branch, it won't affect Miss Xiaowei's business, right?"

Of course, Zhao Mingming knew about Fu Yiwei's opening of a fast food restaurant, and went there secretly twice with her classmates. She really wanted to help, but she was afraid of bumping into Fu Yiwei and offending the doctor.

Yi Qing smiled when she heard the words: "You really care about this."

Zhao Mingming's expression suddenly became a little sad: "Miss Xiaowei! Are you still angry with me?"

Zhao Mingming hasn't met Fu Yiwei since she came back from Wuxi. She really didn't dare to put herself in the shoes of Fu Yiwei. I'm afraid she will go crazy.

"No! Don't think about it, she..."

Yi Qing didn't know what to say. When he came back this time, Fu Yiwei didn't seem to mention that matter again. It seemed that it was really a woman who had a career and threw the man aside.

"I know even if you don't tell me, she must hate me to death!"

Looking at Yi Qing, she was in a good mood, but she also became a little depressed.

"Get out of the car, let's have roast duck for lunch!"

When you are in a bad mood, having a delicious meal is definitely the best way to vent your emotions. Quanjude’s roast duck is still very kind, unlike in the future, when the price is rising all the way, the taste is becoming less and less friendly to the people. There were even a lot of Internet incidents, which was very bad.

Zhao Mingming was probably in a really bad mood. She wiped out most of the roast duck by herself. Yi Qing ate a set of pancakes and fruits in the morning, and she was not too hungry now. Finally, Zhao Mingming wrapped up the salt and pepper duck rack. I'm going to take it back and gag my classmates.

"Send you back to school!?"

This is a question.

Seeing that Yi Qing was playing hard to get, Zhao Mingming replied angrily: "If you don't plan to play hooligans with me, send me back."

Uh!

This girl...is also starting to show off!

Regarding the question of whether to be a hooligan or not... this is also a question!

Turned around and drove directly to the small courtyard where Zhao Mingming lived. This hooligan not only wanted to play tricks, but also played tricks.

call·······

Zhao Mingming felt that his bones were about to fall apart, so he raised his last bit of strength and wanted to push the blue silver off his body.

"Get up, I can hardly breathe!"

Throw it when you use it up?

You scumbag!

Ok!

It's exhausting enough to deal with this matter at noon!

"How about that scene you filmed before?"

Zhao Mingming arched his body and plunged into Yi Qing's arms: "It's nothing, it's boring, I just played a small supporting role, and there were not many scenes in total. In the end, the man ran away with other women!"

As Zhao Mingming said, he looked up at Yi Qing.

In an instant, I felt that my fate was the same as that of the character I played, both miserable.

cough!

Yi Qing immediately didn't dare to mention this matter again: "Then what, I... I plan to make a costume series next year, and then, you will play a role!"

Zhao Mingming's attention was indeed attracted. She has just entered the industry not long ago, and it is when she is very professional and has a particularly strong addiction to drama.

"Oh! What play?"

"I just came up with an idea. The outline of the script hasn't come out yet. It mainly tells the story of Emperor Kangxi's private visit in micro-service, cross talk, and the storytelling "Kangxi's Private Visit to Yueming Tower" Have you heard it?"

Zhao Mingming nodded. She had really heard it, but it wasn't cross talk, it was storytelling. A few years ago, Chinese folk tradition Renaissance, storytelling was very popular in the Northeast. She also heard the live version of Shan Tianfang.