Read the mind and find that Lao Gong is a sand sculpture succubus

"Mr. Jiang, this way please."

The crew saw that the producer, who had always looked above the top, politely accompanied an old man at this moment.

If it weren't for the gray hair protruding from the brim of the hat, they wouldn't even be sure if it was an old man of seventy-seven years old.

Because the old man wears a trendy color-block hooded sweater and a pair of pure black overalls. The whole body of the dress, except for the footwear of the elderly, is the style that young people like nowadays.

The old man wore a fisherman's hat and sunglasses, which covered most of his facial features, but the exposed parts were indeed covered with wrinkles.

He followed the producer into the studio, his eyes lit up.

The demon king sitting high on the throne of thorns raised his hand towards the camera, and the tension rushed to his face.

The hale and hearty handsome old man walked silently and quickly to the shooting position, stood behind the photographer and looked at the monitor screen, frowning slightly.

The Demon King's movements freeze, and the shot ends.

The surrounding staff let out a sigh of relief as if waking up from a dream.

——Xie Qianye's performance almost captured their hearts.

The photographer looked satisfied: "OK, very—"

"Do it all over again!"

Everyone was taken aback.

It was the old fashionista who made the noise, he pushed the photographer away politely, and stood behind the camera.

Directly oppose the customer.

"Listen to Mr. Jiang!" the producer hurriedly said.

Xie Qianye stood where he was, stretched his neck and looked out of the studio.

He didn't see the figure he was expecting.

"The young man acted very well!" The old Mr. Jiang suddenly said, "It's because the camera didn't catch a good angle... Do it again."

As the old man said, he took off his sunglasses and casually threw them into his pocket.

Seeing the side face of the old man, the photographer suddenly seemed to have been punched in the head, and stumbled in disbelief: "Jiang, Jiang..."

"Grandpa Jiang?!"

Xie Qianye's voice was louder than his, full of surprise.

How could it be... Jiang Yushuang's grandfather?

Xie Qianye knew the Jiang family's relationship better than the Xie family's, just like a new daughter-in-law entering the house, trying to understand everything.

According to his understanding, the Jiang old man in front of him doesn't seem to have a very warm relationship with the younger generation of the Jiang family.

The ancestors of the Jiang family are well-known in the business world, but something happened to Mr. Jiang here - Mr. Jiang not only avoids business affairs like snakes and scorpions, but also ran away from home to make movies when he was young.

Mr. Jiang only loved movies in his life. Even though he has become a happy little old man, he still doesn't get close to the Jiang family's juniors who only think about business and making money. He didn't even attend Jiang Yushuang's wedding.

Xie Qianye looked at the old man in trendy clothes, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.

It must be because he is Shuangshuang's husband, rounded up, he is his grandson!

A warm current of acceptance suddenly surged in my heart, if it wasn't outside, Xie Qianye would have burst into tears.

[Shuangshuang is in love with me. ] He thought, [Even his grandfather, who is the most difficult to deal with, has expressed his acceptance to me! ! ]

Mr. Jiang didn't look up behind the monitoring screen: "Get ready."

Xie Qianye was shocked, and immediately regained his focus.

He needs to behave well...

This is Shuangshuang's grandfather! !

Xie Qianye's role as the devil king is easy to play, not to mention the current state of being buffed.

Zhao Shen came to the studio non-stop after finishing filming the leading role in another studio. When he saw the picture on the monitoring screen of Mr. Jiang, he was almost on the verge of admiring it.

He dares to say... This shot will definitely become the most eye-catching scene in the movie! !

As expected of Mr. Jiang Taizhan, a national treasure-level director!

Mr. Jiang was obviously also very satisfied with the shots he took. Under the fisherman's hat, the expression that was serious and serious because of the serious shooting gradually relaxed.

Zhao Shen greeted him at the right time: "Hello, Mr. Jiang! I am Zhao Shen, the director of "The Demon King."

As he said that, he pulled Xie Qianye over again: "This is Xiao Xie, Xie Qianye who plays the role of the supporting male devil king!"

"Xiao Xie, this is..."

"Young man knows me." Mr. Jiang imitated the movements of the young man, flicking his sunglasses smartly.

Xie Qianye nodded.

can not?This is my wife's grandfather!

Mr. Jiang raised his chin, and said straight to the point, "Young man, not bad! There is a suitable play, let's try you."

Several people entered the crew lounge, and the old man threw Xie Qianye two script fragments on A4 paper.

Xie Qianye hesitated to take it, and asked, "Are you alone?"

Where is my wife?

What about my wife who came to visit the class at my age!

Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows and said, "The old man is in good health."

The implication is that today he came alone.

The old man was thinking while talking.

This young man is nice, handsome, polite, and considerate...

Sure enough, the old man has good eyesight!Just a quick glance at the TV and you can find such a good candidate for an actor.

"Work hard." Mr. Jiang said, "Don't learn from those messy people in the current circle."

The speaker didn't mean the listener, and Xie Qianye immediately expressed his loyalty.

"Don't be afraid of being smashed to pieces, you must leave your innocence in the world!"

"So ambitious! Young people should be like this!" Mr. Jiang slapped the table, full of arrogance, "Proud of the heroes of the world—"

Mr. Jiang was very excited about poetry, but was interrupted by a mechanical sound.

"I'm here."

Mr. Jiang was stunned for a moment: "What the hell."

He followed the sound and looked over, Xie Qianye took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "The artificial intelligence of the mobile phone...is called Aotian."

"...It's kind of interesting." Mr. Jiang from Wannian PHS couldn't help but look at Xie Qianye's phone twice, and was suddenly attracted by the screensaver photo on the screen.

It was just an ordinary rose, but because the photographer caught the right angle of light and shadow, it weakened a little of the rich beauty, showing a unique sense of coolness between the light and shadow, which is very eye-catching.

"Your picture is not bad." He boasted, "The young man took it himself?"

Xie Qianye's expressionless face suddenly softened.

"My wife took it."

This is the picture he secretly stole from Jiang Yushuang's phone album.

On the day of the wedding, he saw Jiang Yushuang avoiding the entertainment, standing alone in the flower basket in the corner of the banquet hall, picking up his mobile phone to take a picture of the focused expression on an inconspicuous rose.

At night, he used invisibility magic.

No one would sneak into his wife's room, not to steal people but to steal pictures, right?

No, no, no.

Oh, it's him, Xie Qianye, that's fine.

Xie Qianye, who didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior at all, looked at the picture, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and he also missed Mr. Jiang's slightly stunned expression.

"That's... well done." Mr. Jiang said, "If you're an amateur, you're very talented."

The affection in Xie Qianye's eyes almost overflowed: "Yes, he is very good, and we love each other very much."

Mr. Jiang was stunned for a moment.

...did I ask this?

"Okay... okay, Director Xiao Zhao, let's go out first and give the young man some time to read the script." Mr. Jiang said, confused, but unwilling to stay in the lounge that was gradually filled with the smell of dog food.

Zhao Shen was even more confused, and followed him out.

The door of the lounge was closed by Zhao Shen, but when he turned his head, he met Mr. Jiang's gossiping gaze.

"Isn't this little Xie only 23?" The old man was proficient in eating melons, and even consciously lowered his voice, "Why did you marry so young!"

"You don't know..." Zhao Shen stopped speaking halfway, and gasped.

and many more.

Isn't it...? !

Xie Qianye clearly said that his wife's surname is Jiang...it's Shideng's Jiang, so logically speaking, it shouldn't be the granddaughter of Mr. Jiang?

What's going on with Mr. Jiang's ignorant look! !

Zhao Shen only felt that his sky was buzzing.

What he jokingly said to Xiao Xie before... betraying|body, wouldn't it be a prophecy?

Xiao Xie is 23, that is, the age of college graduation, how can he understand the dangers of society!Where do you know that there will be dangerous pits on the road of sweet love! !

He, he, he... Could it be that he was cheated into marriage...

By the little rich woman...

Hold!It doesn't have to be a little rich woman! !

Mr. Jiang's gaze was more inquisitive, Zhao Shen took half a step back, his eyes wandering.

"Mr. Jiang, may I ask... how do you know about Xiao Xie?" he said.

Mr. Jiang said casually: "I saw your trailer on TV, it was well shot Xiao Zhao."

But Zhao Shen couldn't feel the joy of being praised by seniors in the industry at all.

"...They love each other very much!" Zhao Shen gritted his teeth, and the strong man broke his wrist.

No matter what this unknown "Ms. Jiang's family" is doing to hide Xiao Xie's golden house like this, but since Xiao Xie's love can be learned from a lot, then Zhao Shen, as Xiao Xie's brother, has to give it to him. The top earns a bargaining chip! !

Zhao Shen was sad and indignant: "They are newly married! Husband and wife love each other deeply! But they don't get the approval of relatives and family members!!"

Lock it up, lock it up! !

Where did the rich lady come from, don't think about abandoning us Xiaoxie in the future!

He almost burst into tears, and Mr. Jiang immediately took on a look of pity when he heard the words.

"It's my old man who came late." He sighed, "Xiao Xie is a good kid. I only met him once, and I want to set him up for my granddaughter."

Zhao Shen was terrified: "May I ask how old Jiang is, how many granddaughters...?"

What if there is only one?Then just lock the target directly!

Mr. Jiang thought for a moment: "Including side branches, there are less than twenty."

Zhao Shen: ...

excuse me.

When Jiang Yushuang came home, it was already past nine o'clock.

He didn't even shout to turn on the lights in the stairwell, and he pressed the fingerprint lock skillfully in the dark.

The thin unlocking bell rang, and the heavy door swung open.

The warm white light in the room overflowed through the crack of the door and landed on Jiang Yushuang's shoe tip. He lowered his head and suddenly saw a conspicuous streak of dust rubbing against the leather shoe at some point. He was about to bend over to wipe it with a piece of paper. But was interrupted by a voice.

"You're back."

Xie Qianye's voice came from the room.

Is... waiting for him?

Jiang Yushuang was taken aback for a moment, a little uncomfortable, and slowly lifted her foot to enter the door.

Enveloped by warm lights, Xie Qianye was sitting on the sofa in the living room, in front of him was a plate of the most common round cookies, completely different from the delicate one yesterday.

Did Xie Qianye do it himself?

Jiang Yushuang stared.

"...you don't need to spend money randomly." Xie Qianye said, "It's good like this."

And I have money, I can invest in my own movies, you don't need to subsidize me!

Because of the communication restrictions of soul binding, Xie Qianye didn't dare to say too much.

When Jiang Yushuang heard this, her expression became complicated for a moment, and she took the cookie back.

It really was Xie Qianye's handwriting.

He wasn't too keen on trying the beginner's desserts.

"What should be spent is still spent," he said.

If the chef really has no money to hire, I can pay his wages.

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the cookies on the table again. Although they looked ordinary, they tasted as sweet as those made by the chef.

What if Xie Qianye is really talented and can learn it as soon as he learns it...

Tempted, Jiang Yushuang, who had weak willpower after working overtime, still couldn't resist picking up one—it happened to touch Xie Qianye's fingertips, bringing a tingling sensation like an electric shock.

Jiang Yushuang was caught off guard when she heard the other party's moist voice.

[He loves me so much! ! ]

The cookie in Jiang Yushuang's hand fell back onto the plate and was not picked up again.

…Sorry, you misunderstood, I am not the kind of person who can betray love with a cookie.