The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

proud?

"What's so proud about this?" Xia Meng said with a hint of nonchalance, "Since Miss Yu doesn't like the mainland, why should she come to earn the money from the mainland? How cheap!"

Although Chow Yun doesn't like mainland China and mainland actors, on the surface, he would never say that and would only do small tricks.

Yu Manru has repeatedly emphasized that she is from the Great Eagle Empire and does not recognize her identity as a yellow race. Whenever she is interviewed by reporters, she will speak out and speak unabashedly about what she dislikes about mainland China.

For such a person, it is no wonder that the people above refused to let her be the heroine.

"You?" Yu Manru didn't expect that Xia Meng would dare to scold him, and immediately said angrily,

"Who do you think you are? How dare you scold me?"

Xia Meng sneered, "Just scold me, what can you do to me?"

Director Yang on the side saw that the two of them were about to fight, so he immediately inserted himself between them with a smile on his face,

"Oh, if you have something to say, say it nicely, say it nicely..."

"Miss Yu, even without Xia Meng, you can't be the female lead. The reason... I think you know."

Director Yang called the names without politeness.

Yu Manru's face was gloomy, she pursed her lips, her expression still proud,

"A clay-legged fellow is a clay-legged fellow! He has no quality at all!"

Xia Meng, "You are of high quality, especially your eyes, which are as tall as the sky."

Yu Manru knew that there was no way to take advantage of her words, so she snorted coldly, shook her sleeves in front of Xia Meng, as if to get rid of something dirty, and turned around to leave.

"Oh, Xia Meng is so sorry," Director Yang looked at Xia Meng with an apologetic look. After hesitating for a while, Director Yang finally said,

"How about...forget it?"

Xia Meng hesitated for a moment, also thinking about this possibility.

She was not short of money, so she agreed to act. On the one hand, she was not busy with work recently, and on the other hand, it was her interest!

Xia Meng really likes acting.

In the past ten years, Xia Meng has been developing her career non-stop and has never been idle. Several directors with whom she is familiar have approached her and invited her to make TV series and movies.

But Xia Meng was too busy. Although he wanted to appear, he still refused.

Now that I am finally free, do I have to give up because of two Hong Kong independence issues?

Do not!

She doesn't want to leave!

Even if someone must leave, that person shouldn't be her!

After thinking clearly, Xia Meng shook his head at Director Yang, "It's okay, don't worry, I won't suffer."

In the 1990s, Hong Kong was much more developed than the mainland. Many people looked down on the mainland and wished they had eyes on the top of their heads.

Xia Meng went around with Director Yang and got to know a lot of people. Some of them respected mainland actors, but most of them looked down upon them.

Xia Meng returned home in the evening.

"mom!"

As soon as Xia Meng came home, Zhaohua couldn't wait to rush towards her. Xia Meng waited for Zhaohua to run in front, picked up Zhaohua's arms, and hugged her.

"Mom...Mom..." Zhaohua hugged Xia Meng's neck tightly with his little hands, making coquettish sounds, and did not forget to kiss both sides of Xia Meng's cheeks.

Xia Meng felt that the fatigue all over his body and the little anger accumulated in his heart had all disappeared at this moment.

"Mom's little cotton-padded jacket, what did you learn in school today!" Xia Meng hugged Zhaohua and sat on the sofa.

Gu Ye, who was watching TV, saw that Xia Meng was back, and sat next to Xia Meng, smiling and saying,

"Yeah, tell mom what you did in school today?"

After hearing this, Zhaohua struggled to get off the ground and ran to his room. After a while, he held a painting in his hand and showed it to Xia Meng.

"Mom, this is the picture I drew today!"

Xia Meng opened it and saw four people on the painting. A girl in gray clothes was chasing three women with a broom.

The girl in gray clothes was thin, but had a resolute face, sharp eyes, and murderous intent. Her ferocious look made Xia Meng stunned for a moment, and then asked Zhaohua, who looked at her expectantly,

"Is this...Cinderella?"

Zhaohua's eyes were bright and he nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I showed it to the teacher, but the teacher didn't even recognize it. Mom, you are so awesome!"

Xia Meng shook his head and laughed.

Zhaohua started to learn painting last year and has a good talent. Now he can paint with style. Each of the four people in the painting has a different figure, facial features and clothing.

Cinderella wore a shabby gray cloth dress, while her stepmother and two sisters were brightly dressed and looked proud.

Unlike the weak-looking Cinderella in the illustration, the Cinderella in Zhaohua's works is more vivid.

"Baby is awesome!" Xia Meng kissed Zhaohua on the forehead.

Zhaohua laughed happily.

Deng Mingwei, who was sitting nearby, laughed when he saw this and said, "As soon as she came back, she showed me her painting and asked me to guess!"

"I couldn't guess it. I just said that the girl in gray clothes is a commoner who is oppressed by the landlords. She is a white-haired girl. I didn't guess it. She is not happy!"

When Xia Meng heard this, he was amused again.

After dinner, the whole family sat in the living room and watched TV together.

Suddenly, Zhaohua raised his head and asked Xia Meng, "Mom..., I heard from dad that you are going to be on TV. Is it true?"

Deng Mingwei and Gu Qingshan also looked at Xia Meng.

Xia Meng smiled and nodded, "Yes, I haven't been busy recently. Director Yang has invited me several times, so I agreed."

Deng Mingwei said with a smile, "You can do it if you like it, just don't be tired."

Xia Meng, "Hey, I know Mom."

"Mom..." Zhaohua grabbed Xia Meng's arm with two white and tender little hands and asked expectantly,

"What are you going to play? Princess?"

Xia Meng, "Well... the princess's mother!"

"Wow!" Zhaohua suddenly became happy, "Then am I a princess?"

"Haha..." Xia Meng hugged Zhaohua tightly, "You are mom's little princess."

Gu Ye, who was sitting aside, took the opportunity to interject, "She is also daddy's little princess."

On the day when the clothes and styles were ordered, Xia Meng looked at the clothes and jewelry she was going to wear and was silent for a while.

Seeing that Xia Meng was motionless, Saburo Yoshida approached with a smile on his face.

"Ms. Xia, do you have any questions?"

Xia Meng turned his head, looked deeply at Saburo Yoshida, then pointed to the neck of the clothes and said,

"Isn't this pre-Qin clothing? Is this a typical kimono feature?"

Although the kimono was created based on Hanfu, over the long history, the kimono has long had characteristics unique to the Japanese country.

Besides, Xia Meng really doesn't understand why Hong Kong must hire a Japanese designer when filming a domestic costume drama.

"Well..." Saburo Yoshida said in a disapproving tone, "As long as the clothes are gorgeous and look good, it's fine. We are filming, not archeology, are you right?"

Saburo Yoshida's tone was very polite, but Xia Meng could hear the contempt in his words.

"Sorry," Xia Meng said very politely, "I understand what you mean, but I won't wear it!"

Saburo Yoshida frowned, "Ms. Xia, what does this mean?"

Xia Meng, "It's not interesting. I don't like this costume, and this..." Xia Meng picked up the typical Japanese hair accessories on the table, "I don't like this either, redo it!"

"This is impossible!" Saburo Yoshida didn't want to compromise. "The clothes of many actors in the crew have been fixed. Ms. Xia, you can change it if you want. Do you know how much time and energy will be wasted? Besides, investors' money is not The wind blows, you are an actor, all you have to do is act."

Xia Meng's tone was light, but she said with full confidence, "I will pay for any loss!"

"But the clothes and jewelry must be changed!"