I have a snack at home

An Mo is still very interested in the little actor. With such a handsome face, the little actor must also be a cute little lady, haha, and then he can pinch his chubby little face.

There is a little Xuanxuan at home. An Mo's favorite thing is to pinch his face, but he has not let it in the past few years. The older he gets, the less cute he becomes. As soon as he stretches out his hand, he runs back a few steps, Conduct a conversation between men in a serious manner: Uncle, I have grown up, and you will make people laugh if you pinch my face.

An Mo: Who would laugh at you when you are a child?

Xiao Xuanxuan puffed out her small chest: I am already four years old, I am not a child anymore,

An Mo: ...

Is four years old too big?

However, since then, I have really stopped pinching. It feels so sad to be able to see but not move.

There should be two children in the crew this time, so it's not a foul to squeeze a few times quietly.

"Little ancestor, you don't want to read the script, what are you thinking?" What Hao Meng saw when he came out was his fuzzy appearance, with a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, feeling aggrieved and uncomfortable, and he took it seriously for a while, why did he come back again? Off track?

"I," how could this be honest with you, raised a cute smile, "I was wondering who is the other leading actor in our show, has Director Zhang contacted you?"

"This." There was sufficient suspicion in his eyes, so he couldn't believe that he was thinking about the male lead, but he didn't expose it, "I heard from Director Zhang that Guo Zhiwen has been tentatively appointed."

"Guo Zhiwen has a good reputation in the circle, he has acting skills, and most importantly, he knows some kung fu, which fits well with Fu Yu's role in the play. According to Director Zhang's intention, he has to play in this play by himself. Excellence, "

After speaking, I felt very fortunate to take a look at An Mo, and took the audition opportunity after all the hard work, "I can rest assured that there is such a senior leading you."

"I pushed all unnecessary programs, starting tomorrow, you continue to take acting classes,"

"Well, I see," flipping through the script, as if I knew it a long time ago.

Knowing Director Zhang's strict requirements for this drama, Hao Meng is even more serious, not daring to relax in the slightest. He has a hunch that this time, as long as An Mo's acting skills pass the test, he will definitely win the award and occupy a place in the entertainment industry .

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look up at An Mo. Some people are so poor that they can't become famous all their lives, while others can reach the sky in one step. I don't know how this fool's life is so good. Of course, his own cabbage, He also felt very good.

"Also, if there are no accidents, the official announcement will be in a week's time. Remember to forward it on Weibo. Forget it, let me do it, and don't count on you." Thinking about his forgetful mind, Hao Meng wiped away the non-existent tears sadly, well, let me do the strenuous work, as long as you just rest.

"Mengmeng, stop nagging, you won't be able to find a girlfriend if you do this, and I still need to read the script, so go and have fun." Seeing that Hao Meng wanted to continue talking, An Mo hurriedly stopped her , He couldn’t remember even after he said it, what to do with so much talk, it’s a waste of effort.

"You can't find a girlfriend, okay, you are the uncle, listen to you, read the script carefully, I won't talk, I'm going to sleep," gave An Mo a mean expression, I went to sleep, you still If you want to work, it will piss you off.

An Mo rolled his eyes, "Isn't it childish?" Pretending to be aloof, he waved his hand, "Kneel down."

Hao Meng: Give you a look and experience it yourself.

To say that he was going to sleep was actually to give An Mo a space. This kid was willing to be alone, so Hao Meng followed him, lying on the bed, holding a notebook and starting to deal with work matters.

Some time ago, the company intended to ask him to bring another person. After he refused, the leader revealed this intention from time to time. He also knew that it was because of An Mo's rising status. He brought one more person and shared resources. Some things are much more convenient. .The leader asked repeatedly, but he didn't take it easy to refute his face. He only said to think about it, but he didn't get half-distracted. The current state is quite good, and he doesn't make himself uncomfortable anymore.

An Mo has brought him from the beginning to the present, not to mention his background, he knew at the first glance that he is a good seedling. As for how far he can go, he has plans, but now, there is no need Go according to the plan, because as long as he is happy.

If one day An Mo suddenly told Hao Meng that he was going to quit the entertainment circle, Hao Meng would just go crazy for a while. He couldn't bear to say serious things to this person whom he regarded as his younger brother, and he couldn't bear to be able to do whatever he wanted. .

Therefore, An Mo's life is very good, because so many people love him.

acting class

The one who writes and draws in the little pink notebook sorts out the schedule of the TV series one month before it starts.As an agent, he is also very competent and capable.

Dangdang

A small head appeared from behind the door, smiling innocently and cutely, "Mengmeng, your favorite is fair and beautiful with long legs,"

"where?"

"On TV," Da opened the door.

Hao Meng rushed out like a gust of wind, and the dog was fed to be serious and responsible.

"Where is it? Where is it?" The TV is obviously not turned on, okay, An Mo, you little devil.

"You lied to me, An Mo, you are all boring."

"Hmph, Mengmeng, you're pissing me off," pretending to be pitiful and squatting in the corner, those who didn't know thought Hao Meng had committed domestic violence.

"You," he pinched himself helplessly, and said softly, "Your Majesty An, what are you looking for, important instructions, huh?"

"That's about the same," the arrogant Mrs. An sat on the ground and tapped on the script, "Let's rehearse this part."

He he he he he he no longer knows what to say, it's just a script, but also, childish or not, childish or not.My heart was already going crazy, but I still squatted down and picked up the script.

This is the second half of the article. Fu Qing is dying of illness and lying on the bed. At this time, Fu Yu has grown into a gangster in Pingcheng. Good brother's illness.

"Ah Qing, I heard from the housekeeper that you don't drink medicine." He came back from the outside in a hurry, worried that the cold air would come over Fu Qing's body, and waited for a while before coming in, frowning as he looked at the untouched medicine bowl , "How can you get better if you don't drink medicine?"

"Brother, I don't want to drink medicine anymore, and it's useless to drink it." The illness caused his physical function to decline severely, so he said a few words, and it took a lot of effort, "cough cough cough,"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Anxiously helped him up, and shouted outside, "Housekeeper, call the doctor."

"No, no need," he grabbed Fu Yu's arm vigorously, but he didn't feel any pain at all, his eyes were full of worry, paying off, he was his only family member in this world, God would even take him with him go?

"Brother, stop it." If he didn't say some things, he was worried that there would be no chance. He was most worried about his brother, "The gang was disbanded, and we went abroad. Didn't you say that the medical level abroad is better? I promise you , we went abroad to see a doctor,"

He didn't know what the situation outside was like, but the way Fu Yu came and went in a hurry these days let him know that it might be too late if he didn't leave.

"Okay, you drink the medicine first, if you want to go, I have to make arrangements,"

She drank the medicine obediently, watching his back in a hurry, with an indelible sadness in her eyes.

"Mo Mo, you are really good. Not bad, you did a good job in this part," Hao Meng patted An Mo's shoulder in surprise, her small body was almost beaten to the ground.

"Hao Mengmeng, take it easy, murder." She frowned and rubbed her shoulders, but let's say, "Hehe, of course there's nothing to say about my acting skills."

Hao Meng: Can I take back the compliment?

"You just need to find this state, keep it up, listen to the teacher to teach you, don't be proud."

"I know, old man Mengmeng, don't worry so much, you will grow old." Patted her legs, stood up, and walked to the bedroom.

"That's right," turning around,

"what happened?"

"Your beautiful sister really broadcast live just now, oh, you can still watch the replay now, don't thank me too much." Close the door with a snap, hehe, so that you won't be given the chance to hunt down.

Outside the door, Hao Meng helplessly supported her forehead, then turned to turn on the computer, watching the replay without the live broadcast is fine.

Hao Meng has recently become obsessed with a beautiful anchor. Although he already likes beautiful sisters, this time he can be said to be the most affectionate. When he has time, he will watch the live broadcast.But I haven't contributed a dime, so I will carry forward the spirit of the iron rooster!

Hao Meng didn't care what An Mo was doing in the room. At some point, he was very relieved of him. (Actually, I'm too busy looking at beauties and don't have time to care about him.)

In the early morning of the next day, Hao Meng came to urge her to urge her in a row. She knew that it would be more difficult for An Xiaomo to get up early after a day of relaxation, so he used all eighteen martial arts: alarm clock, ringtones, and dragging and shouting, to get up early. Not for the safety of the neighbors around him, he might even use the horn.

An Mo clutched the quilt tightly until his whole body was dragged to the ground, then he opened his hazy eyes, "It's so annoying,"

He reached out to touch it twice, and pulled the alarm clock over, "There are still two hours left, what are you in a hurry for?" He flung himself on the quilt, unwilling to move at all.

"Two hours including washing face, brushing teeth, eating, plus the distance and traffic jam, hurry up," dragged him up forcefully and stuffed him into the bathroom, and softened his attitude the moment he was about to deliver the goods, "Master An, Your Majesty An, you wash up first, and then eat."

"Today's breakfast was specially made for you by my mother. Dumplings stuffed with leeks and pork. Hurry up, it will be cold in a while." After finishing speaking, he retreated. Of course, he did not ignore An Mo. His eyes lit up instantly.

I knew he couldn't stand the temptation to eat, hahaha, thank mom for the breakfast.

With motivation, An Mo's actions can be said to be as fast as flying, and within a short while, he was already sitting at the dining table and eating dumplings gracefully. The familiar taste is equally delicious.

"Mengmeng went back and thanked Auntie for me. I will visit in person another day."

"Hey, no, no need, as long as you want it," Hao Meng jumped up from the sofa with a carp, and smiled, "My mother has said that she will go on a trip for a while these days, you can wait for her to come back and talk about it, come back Say more."

Wipe the sweat off your forehead, do you know what it means to suffer by yourself?This is!

"Oh, let's wait for him to come back." He said a YES quietly in his heart, scaring you to death, just to scare you to death, who told you not to let me sleep, hum, it's too late, I have to go early, old man Antiques.

That's what he said, he thought so, but he also knew what Hao Meng meant, he just didn't want to leave a bad impression on the teacher when he was late, and the teacher was willing to teach the students with a good attitude, so he stretched out his hand without slapping his face people.

So, after finishing the meal, I obediently followed along. Zuo also divided the time. I silently gave myself a thumbs up. Who is such a handsome and sensible person?Of course it's An Mo.

Hahahaha, I laughed out loud.

Hao Meng looked back, shook her head helplessly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she was really a treasure.

The car was parked outside a farmyard in the northern suburbs. It was antique and had the meaning of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence.

This acting teacher was specially invited by Hao Meng after finding a friend. His name is Ou Yang, and he is also a master in acting. Most people don't even meet each other.

But he has a habit, that is, he doesn't want to go out.Every expert has a temper that is different from ordinary people, and Hao Meng recognized it.As long as An Mo can learn the real thing, it's okay to go back and forth every day.

It is completely different from Hao Meng's image of a man with braids and a beard who has a very strong literary atmosphere. This teacher is dressed very neatly and is not that handsome, but he has a very unique temperament that will make him People feel safe and comfortable.

Even in the entertainment circle, it can occupy a place.

"Hello, Mr. Ou, I'm An Mo's manager. In the future, An Mo will be counting on you." There is no shortage of courtesy.

"You are welcome,"

Looking at An Mo, An Mo who was pretending to be aloof, "Oh, this kid is so handsome,"

Turned around An Mo twice, "Don't worry, I will definitely hone his acting skills."

Hao Meng and An Mo looked at each other: Why do you think this teacher's brain, uh, seems to be a problem.

It doesn't look like it's difficult to get along with, on the contrary, it makes people feel scalp tingling because they are so easy to get along with.

"Hehe, with the words of the teacher, I feel relieved. Please forgive me if I am not thoughtful."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, you go first, we're starting class," An Mo pulled him up and walked outside.

An Mo had no choice but to follow him, he couldn't break the persona, he could only pretend to be aloof, aloof, it's really not easy to pretend, even at times like this, if you don't open up your arms to resist, eighteen kinds of martial arts are useless Shrunk into the turtle shell.

Hao Meng didn't know what he was going to do, and it didn't look like he was going to teach, "Hey, Mr. Ou, you are,"

"My teaching needs an absolute space, so please leave first, Mr. Manager, and then come to pick up people after the work is over," Hao Meng's words stuck in his throat with a polite and thoughtful smile.

"Then there will be Mr. Laoqu, Momo, I'll go first, call after class, and I'll pick you up." Very reluctantly, he turned around every step of the way.

"Oh, I see."

Receiving the signal in Hao Meng's eyes, knowing that he was worried, she smiled reassuringly.Ou Yang is a bit weird, but An Mo thinks that's the only way to be interesting, otherwise it would be so boring just to go to class.

Hao Meng waited outside for half an hour, didn't hear anything unusual inside before leaving at ease, it's not because he was suspicious, it's just that he read too many suspense novels, besides, his cabbage, no matter how you look at it, how cute it is, how valuable it is, What if the perverted kidnapper misses her?

Worry, my heart is about to break.

Hao Meng, who was waiting outside bitterly, had no idea that he had made a lot of brainstorming. The tiger stool and the two protagonists of chili water were drinking tea under the grape arbor in the garden...

"Aren't you nervous?" Ou Yang added some conversation into the stove, raised his eyebrows, and looked interested.

"Why are you nervous?" An Mo's high-cold demeanor exuded, and he seemed to be taking it lightly.

"A lot of people are afraid of me, you are a bit interesting as a student." After speaking, it was as if magic was performed, and Shuashuashua took out a set of indigo ice cracked tea sets from nowhere. In an instant, the tea sets on the table disappeared up.

An Mo: Are you doing acrobatics or magic tricks.

"The set just now didn't look good, let's change it,"

"The bisque is passed on in the quiet night, and the fragrance is full of leisure, Mr. Ou is very elegant," Wen said with great difficulty under Hao Meng's supervision.

"Don't you think I'm mentally ill?" The movements of his hands didn't stop, but his deep voice was a little penetrating.

An Mo: How do I answer this stalk?How do I know if you are mentally ill?

"Hehe, Mr. Au was joking."

Shaking his head noncommittally, with an old-fashioned look, "You will know later,"

after?

"We'll still get along for a while, don't forget Mr. Ou, Mr. Ou's name is just Ou Yang."

"Come on, have a cup of tea."

"Well, mellow but not strong, light and sweet, good tea," old scholar An Xiaomo went online.

"Know the goods," the voice raised, scaring An Mo into a shudder, this style of painting is not quite right.

It is said that people who are free to make tea are very artistic?It's all a lie.

"You can take a look around here, I'll go to sleep first." Before An Mo could answer, he turned around and left, shaking his arms and rubbing his waist while walking, "When you get old, you just don't work."

Walking like flying, middle-aged, old?

An Mo: What's the matter with this wave of coquettish operations?I'm here to learn! ! !

Alas, forget it, no one can relax in front of your eyes, rub your face, it's almost stiff, sympathize with people with facial paralysis, one expression, how tired.

Looking up at the sky, it seems that I am born to be self-reliant, Mengmeng, do you know that the person you are looking for is unreliable?

acting class

The one who writes and draws in the little pink notebook sorts out the schedule of the TV series one month before it starts.As an agent, he is also very competent and capable.

Dangdang

A small head appeared from behind the door, smiling innocently and cutely, "Mengmeng, your favorite is fair and beautiful with long legs,"

"where?"

"On TV," Da opened the door.

Hao Meng rushed out like a gust of wind, and the dog was fed to be serious and responsible.

"Where is it? Where is it?" The TV is obviously not turned on, okay, An Mo, you little devil.

"You lied to me, An Mo, you are all boring."

"Hmph, Mengmeng, you're pissing me off," pretending to be pitiful and squatting in the corner, those who didn't know thought Hao Meng had committed domestic violence.

"You," he pinched himself helplessly, and said softly, "Your Majesty An, what are you looking for, important instructions, huh?"

"That's about the same," the arrogant Mrs. An sat on the ground and tapped on the script, "Let's rehearse this part."

He he he he he he no longer knows what to say, it's just a script, but also, childish or not, childish or not.My heart was already going crazy, but I still squatted down and picked up the script.

This is the second half of the article. Fu Qing is dying of illness and lying on the bed. At this time, Fu Yu has grown into a gangster in Pingcheng. Good brother's illness.

"Ah Qing, I heard from the housekeeper that you don't drink medicine." He came back from the outside in a hurry, worried that the cold air would come over Fu Qing's body, and waited for a while before coming in, frowning as he looked at the untouched medicine bowl , "How can you get better if you don't drink medicine?"

"Brother, I don't want to drink medicine anymore, and it's useless to drink it." The illness caused his physical function to decline severely, so he said a few words, and it took a lot of effort, "cough cough cough,"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Anxiously helped him up, and shouted outside, "Housekeeper, call the doctor."

"No, no need," he grabbed Fu Yu's arm vigorously, but he didn't feel any pain at all, his eyes were full of worry, paying off, he was his only family member in this world, God would even take him with him go?

"Brother, stop it." If he didn't say some things, he was worried that there would be no chance. He was most worried about his brother, "The gang was disbanded, and we went abroad. Didn't you say that the medical level abroad is better? I promise you , we went abroad to see a doctor,"

He didn't know what the situation outside was like, but the way Fu Yu came and went in a hurry these days let him know that it might be too late if he didn't leave.

"Okay, you drink the medicine first, if you want to go, I have to make arrangements,"

She drank the medicine obediently, watching his back in a hurry, with an indelible sadness in her eyes.

"Mo Mo, you are really good. Not bad, you did a good job in this part," Hao Meng patted An Mo's shoulder in surprise, her small body was almost beaten to the ground.

"Hao Mengmeng, take it easy, murder." She frowned and rubbed her shoulders, but let's say, "Hehe, of course there's nothing to say about my acting skills."

Hao Meng: Can I take back the compliment?

"You just need to find this state, keep it up, listen to the teacher to teach you, don't be proud."

"I know, old man Mengmeng, don't worry so much, you will grow old." Patted her legs, stood up, and walked to the bedroom.

"That's right," turning around,

"what happened?"

"Your beautiful sister really broadcast live just now, oh, you can still watch the replay now, don't thank me too much." Close the door with a snap, hehe, so that you won't be given the chance to hunt down.

Outside the door, Hao Meng helplessly supported her forehead, then turned to turn on the computer, watching the replay without the live broadcast is fine.

Hao Meng has recently become obsessed with a beautiful anchor. Although he already likes beautiful sisters, this time he can be said to be the most affectionate. When he has time, he will watch the live broadcast.But I haven't contributed a dime, so I will carry forward the spirit of the iron rooster!

Hao Meng didn't care what An Mo was doing in the room. At some point, he was very relieved of him. (Actually, I'm too busy looking at beauties and don't have time to care about him.)

In the early morning of the next day, Hao Meng came to urge her to urge her in a row. She knew that it would be more difficult for An Xiaomo to get up early after a day of relaxation, so he used all eighteen martial arts: alarm clock, ringtones, and dragging and shouting, to get up early. Not for the safety of the neighbors around him, he might even use the horn.

An Mo clutched the quilt tightly until his whole body was dragged to the ground, then he opened his hazy eyes, "It's so annoying,"

He reached out to touch it twice, and pulled the alarm clock over, "There are still two hours left, what are you in a hurry for?" He flung himself on the quilt, unwilling to move at all.

"Two hours including washing face, brushing teeth, eating, plus the distance and traffic jam, hurry up," dragged him up forcefully and stuffed him into the bathroom, and softened his attitude the moment he was about to deliver the goods, "Master An, Your Majesty An, you wash up first, and then eat."

"Today's breakfast was specially made for you by my mother. Dumplings stuffed with leeks and pork. Hurry up, it will be cold in a while." After finishing speaking, he retreated. Of course, he did not ignore An Mo. His eyes lit up instantly.

I knew he couldn't stand the temptation to eat, hahaha, thank mom for the breakfast.

With motivation, An Mo's actions can be said to be as fast as flying, and within a short while, he was already sitting at the dining table and eating dumplings gracefully. The familiar taste is equally delicious.

"Mengmeng went back and thanked Auntie for me. I will visit in person another day."

"Hey, no, no need, as long as you want it," Hao Meng jumped up from the sofa with a carp, and smiled, "My mother has said that she will go on a trip for a while these days, you can wait for her to come back and talk about it, come back Say more."

Wipe the sweat off your forehead, do you know what it means to suffer by yourself?This is!

"Oh, let's wait for him to come back." He said a YES quietly in his heart, scaring you to death, just to scare you to death, who told you not to let me sleep, hum, it's too late, I have to go early, old man Antiques.

That's what he said, he thought so, but he also knew what Hao Meng meant, he just didn't want to leave a bad impression on the teacher when he was late, and the teacher was willing to teach the students with a good attitude, so he stretched out his hand without slapping his face people.

So, after finishing the meal, I obediently followed along. Zuo also divided the time. I silently gave myself a thumbs up. Who is such a handsome and sensible person?Of course it's An Mo.

Hahahaha, I laughed out loud.

Hao Meng looked back, shook her head helplessly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she was really a treasure.

The car was parked outside a farmyard in the northern suburbs. It was antique and had the meaning of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence.

This acting teacher was specially invited by Hao Meng after finding a friend. His name is Ou Yang, and he is also a master in acting. Most people don't even meet each other.

But he has a habit, that is, he doesn't want to go out.Every expert has a temper that is different from ordinary people, and Hao Meng recognized it.As long as An Mo can learn the real thing, it's okay to go back and forth every day.

It is completely different from Hao Meng's image of a man with braids and a beard who has a very strong literary atmosphere. This teacher is dressed very neatly and is not that handsome, but he has a very unique temperament that will make him People feel safe and comfortable.

Even in the entertainment circle, it can occupy a place.

"Hello, Mr. Ou, I'm An Mo's manager. In the future, An Mo will be counting on you." There is no shortage of courtesy.

"You are welcome,"

Looking at An Mo, An Mo who was pretending to be aloof, "Oh, this kid is so handsome,"

Turned around An Mo twice, "Don't worry, I will definitely hone his acting skills."

Hao Meng and An Mo looked at each other: Why do you think this teacher's brain, uh, seems to be a problem.

It doesn't look like it's difficult to get along with, on the contrary, it makes people feel scalp tingling because they are so easy to get along with.

"Hehe, with the words of the teacher, I feel relieved. Please forgive me if I am not thoughtful."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, you go first, we're starting class," An Mo pulled him up and walked outside.

An Mo had no choice but to follow him, he couldn't break the persona, he could only pretend to be aloof, aloof, it's really not easy to pretend, even at times like this, if you don't open up your arms to resist, eighteen kinds of martial arts are useless Shrunk into the turtle shell.

Hao Meng didn't know what he was going to do, and it didn't look like he was going to teach, "Hey, Mr. Ou, you are,"

"My teaching needs an absolute space, so please leave first, Mr. Manager, and then come to pick up people after the work is over," Hao Meng's words stuck in his throat with a polite and thoughtful smile.

"Then there will be Mr. Laoqu, Momo, I'll go first, call after class, and I'll pick you up." Very reluctantly, he turned around every step of the way.

"Oh, I see."

Receiving the signal in Hao Meng's eyes, knowing that he was worried, she smiled reassuringly.Ou Yang is a bit weird, but An Mo thinks that's the only way to be interesting, otherwise it would be so boring just to go to class.

Hao Meng waited outside for half an hour, didn't hear anything unusual inside before leaving at ease, it's not because he was suspicious, it's just that he read too many suspense novels, besides, his cabbage, no matter how you look at it, how cute it is, how valuable it is, What if the perverted kidnapper misses her?

Worry, my heart is about to break.

Hao Meng, who was waiting outside bitterly, had no idea that he had made a lot of brainstorming. The tiger stool and the two protagonists of chili water were drinking tea under the grape arbor in the garden...

"Aren't you nervous?" Ou Yang added some conversation into the stove, raised his eyebrows, and looked interested.

"Why are you nervous?" An Mo's high-cold demeanor exuded, and he seemed to be taking it lightly.

"A lot of people are afraid of me, you are a bit interesting as a student." After speaking, it was as if magic was performed, and Shuashuashua took out a set of indigo ice cracked tea sets from nowhere. In an instant, the tea sets on the table disappeared up.

An Mo: Are you doing acrobatics or magic tricks.

"The set just now didn't look good, let's change it,"

"The bisque is passed on in the quiet night, and the fragrance is full of leisure, Mr. Ou is very elegant," Wen said with great difficulty under Hao Meng's supervision.

"Don't you think I'm mentally ill?" The movements of his hands didn't stop, but his deep voice was a little penetrating.

An Mo: How do I answer this stalk?How do I know if you are mentally ill?

"Hehe, Mr. Au was joking."

Shaking his head noncommittally, with an old-fashioned look, "You will know later,"

after?

"We'll still get along for a while, don't forget Mr. Ou, Mr. Ou's name is just Ou Yang."

"Come on, have a cup of tea."

"Well, mellow but not strong, light and sweet, good tea," old scholar An Xiaomo went online.

"Know the goods," the voice raised, scaring An Mo into a shudder, this style of painting is not quite right.

It is said that people who are free to make tea are very artistic?It's all a lie.

"You can take a look around here, I'll go to sleep first." Before An Mo could answer, he turned around and left, shaking his arms and rubbing his waist while walking, "When you get old, you just don't work."

Walking like flying, middle-aged, old?

An Mo: What's the matter with this wave of coquettish operations?I'm here to learn! ! !

Alas, forget it, no one can relax in front of your eyes, rub your face, it's almost stiff, sympathize with people with facial paralysis, one expression, how tired.

Looking up at the sky, it seems that I am born to be self-reliant, Mengmeng, do you know that the person you are looking for is unreliable?

good night my baby

The host family went to sleep, and in the small flower-filled yard, there was either sunlight or birdsong. Looking at the teacup in front of him, An Mo said, it's vulgar, it's not arty.

In fact, he didn't want to drink too much and go to the bathroom. After all, he doesn't know where the bathroom is now?

Very style-promoting, adhering to the principle of respecting the owner's opinion, I started to hang out. It was really a very leisurely kind of wandering, with no purpose.

The small courtyard is elegantly decorated, and every detail can reveal the owner's intentions. There is also a small pond in the backyard. Grab a handful of fish food and throw it in, and there will be a lot of looting for a while.

The more I look at it, the more I like this place, because staying here will make people feel at ease, but these poetic and picturesque decorations really don't match the teacher who is going to sleep.

There is also a small room in the garden. Curiosity finally conquered everything, and the teacher Ou said: just wander around.It means you can go anywhere.

Somewhat unexpectedly, this is not a study room without a collection of books, but a screening room. On the bookshelves inside, there are rows of albums, movies, and CDs of TV series, many of which are even orphaned. A teacher who is too reliable, An Mo has regained a little trust in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand why there are a lot of succulents and flytraps around the fish tank in the window, whether it is to feed the fish to the grass or the grass to the fish.

By the time Ou Yang woke up and remembered that there was still someone at home, An Mo had already watched two movies. The classics are worthy of being classics, and people can find different inspirations from them. not on.

Compared with today's confidence, yesterday's confidence has been reduced to scum, a little bit disappointed, but also a little relieved. After all, His Majesty An is also a good baby who is obedient, polite, and motivated. From today on, he will work hard to hone his acting skills .

If Hao Meng heard this, she would be moved to tears. He knew that his young master An was capable of accomplishing great things. Look, no matter how enlightened he was, he knew he had worked hard.

"Good boy, I'm hiding here for leisure," yawned, and it looked like he was too full of sleep. "What do you think, let me tell you."

The section on the screen is the section in which the hero is questioned about his identity as an undercover agent.

"Unruffled in danger, the actor regards himself as jingcha, and jingcha hypnotizes himself into a criminal,"

Add another sentence, "acting skills that can't be detected by a lie detector."

"Do you want this kind of acting skills?" The handsome uncle sat on the ground with no image at all.

"think,"

Is not this nonsensical?I don't want acting skills, why did I come here.Sir, did you take the wrong script?

"Look how hungry you have been for so long,"

"fine,"

It's not a little bit, it's very hungry, and it's time for dinner after lunch time. The fish in the pond and the flowers in full bloom are the most common in your house. How do you eat them?Eat it raw!

Fortunately, An Mo knew that this was not his home, and he didn't do anything outrageous because of hunger. He just followed Ou Yang's pace to the restaurant, a little faster, that's all.

"Sit, what are you looking at?" Very boldly, he picked up a chicken paw in one hand and a bottle of Erguotou in the other, and took a sip. "strong enough,"

An Mo sat down, amazed, like a bandit leader.

A stack of peanuts, a plate of chicken feet, both are very generous, and Erguotou is also a lot.

"Ou Yang, you can drink a lot."

The eyes are full of 'have you misunderstood something', "These are all for you,"

"I," widened my eyes in surprise, WTF, I'm not joking, "Hehehe, I'm a poor drinker, so you should treat me."

Usually, when things happen, Hao Meng blocks the alcohol by himself. When he has to drink, he is not so drunk, so he is easy and doesn't drink. If he is drunk and drunk, he will be caught a storm.

In the past, he still looked eager to try, but after seeing the report of an actor getting into a fight after being drunk, An Xiaomo's mind stopped cooking, and he should stay away from alcohol.

"You can't drink enough," the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little weird, and sure enough, "If you can't drink enough, you have to drink even more,"

"This