The Golden Age of China Entertainment

The temperature in the room rose, and the awkward atmosphere dissipated.

"It's okay, I have an explanation to Boss Meng, how about you? Which movie did you shoot?"

He Qing might feel a little cold, so she pulled a quilt around her body: "Tianjin TV, Republic of China opera, I acted as a singer in it."

He Qing is also an opera actor, so she can be regarded as acting in her true colors.

Yi Qing didn't ask in detail. After the last radio and television meeting, all TV stations were busy producing new dramas, just like handing in homework, and the quality was generally not very good.

"I plan to shoot a costume drama in the second half of the year, how about you acting in it then?"

Du Bingyan in "Marrying the Right Man on the Wrong Sedan Chair" has not yet chosen an actor, and He Qing's ancient costume looks good, so she is just right for her role.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Yi Qing regretted it. He forgot just now that the role of Li Yuhu had been promised to Zhao Mingming.

"The second half of the year!? I may not be able to make a movie. A few days ago, Zhujiang Film Studio asked me to act in a movie, and I already agreed!"

Yi Qing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but suddenly remembered something: "What drama?"

"Women's Rangers, Anti-Japanese war drama!"

What the hell!

It really is this play.

In the previous life, when He Qing was filming this scene, she got together with the leading actor Liu Wei because of the scene.

This woman won't give me a green hat! ?

"What's the matter? What kind of eyes do you have?"

Uh?

probably not!

"No, it's okay! If you don't have time, forget it, I'll find someone else!"

The stove was burning hot, and the temperature rose so fast that Yi Qing couldn't wear her coat anymore, so she took it off and threw it aside, still thinking about "Girls Rangers".

Seeing that Yi Qing was silent, the fire in her heart was burning like a stove.

"You~~~~ What are you waiting for?"

It's not that it shouldn't, but it definitely won't!

For two hours, Yi Qing cleaned up the ammunition, and when he pushed the bicycle out, he almost missed the threshold. On the contrary, He Qing was moistened by the rain and dew, refreshed, and got on the bicycle with one leg.

"Hurry up! I still have to buy new year's goods!"

There are only exhausted oxen and no plowed fields.

Alas~~~~~~

Make your own way!

I walked around the vegetable markets in the west city one by one, and bought everything I needed. My life is really better now, and the types of vegetables, meat, and seafood in the market are also much richer.

Unlike the two years just after rebirth, those who want to eat shrimp during the Chinese New Year can't buy it.

Guess what Yi Qing bought?

Authentic tiger bone wine!

In another ten or twenty years, who would believe that this thing will appear in farmers' markets, let alone in the market, even in big drugstores.

Under He Qing's strange gaze, Yi Qing bought a dozen cans of tiger bone wine, and they are not selling them now. Waiting for the country to strengthen the protection of wild animals, they will not be able to buy any more.

I'm only 23 after the new year, I need this stuff now, poor~~~~~

There were too many things to take back, so Yi Qing simply hired a tricycle outside, carried the New Year's goods and this precious tiger bone wine, and headed home.

That night, Yi Qing secretly tested the effect, and almost shook the antique bed to pieces. If Fu Yiwei hadn't kicked him out of the bed with his last kick, the bed would have fallen apart. It's not just antique beds anymore.

For the next two days, Yi Qing continued to follow He Qingexcepti to purchase. Of course, before purchasing, she always had to clean the courtyard in Mengduan Hutong.

It's really just to clean up. It's the Chinese New Year, and you have to see new ones.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, the day before the Chinese New Year, Yi Qing cooked a big pot of lamb scorpion in the evening. While watching the finale of "The Story of the Editorial Department" broadcast on Beijing TV, the whole family waited for the arrival of the new year.

It's New Year's Eve again!

1988 is coming to an end and I don't miss it at all!

Chapter 681 Happy Chinese New Year

boom!Boom!bang bang bang!

Yi Qing and Fu Yiwei were woken up by the sound of firecrackers, and they opened the curtains in a daze. It was still pitch black outside, and only a little light could come in when the second kick kicked into the air exploded.

Looking at the time, it's only past four o'clock, people are going crazy!

The three children sleeping on the small bed next to her started to move, and within half a minute, Qiqi's crying sounded first, followed by Xiaolong and Xiaohu, unwilling to let their sister be beautiful.

What the hell!

For the first time in Yi Qing's life, she began to look forward to the earlier day when fireworks and firecrackers were strictly prohibited in the capital.

The couple were relatively speechless, and they both saw deep helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Get up!"

"I'm sorry, what else can I do!?"

Alas~~~~~~~

Putting on clothes and getting out of bed, he carried the three children over one by one. In Yi Qing's arms there was a little dragon and a little tiger on one side, and Fu Yiwei hugged Qi Qi, and started coaxing "ohhhhhh".

"It must be Lao Li's family!"

Fu Yiwei looked out the window, in the direction of the firecrackers flashing, his tone was full of resentment.

"I'll tell him to go after dawn!"

Yi Qing also saw it.

Li Chengru just arrived home yesterday. The hotel has been open for two months, and the business is mediocre, but he is full of confidence. After all, except for the White Swan of the Huo family in Guangzhou, no other hotel can compare with them.

As soon as foreign businessmen arrive, the mainland's tycoons will also rise, and the hotel business will definitely not go wrong.