[Rebirth] Mr. Bo's little beauty is acting like a baby again

Chen Yingdao flattered the horse's leg, and smiled embarrassedly, "I will definitely treat him as my own child and not let him make any mistakes at school! Boss, don't worry."

Bo Liming stretched out his hand, and Qi Lu handed over a printed plan, and explained with a smile: "Principal Chen, seeing that May [-]st is here, it will be summer soon, we are still an art school, and the students have more activities. Huatian Entertainment wants to build another art building for the school, and donate some training supplies at the same time, please take a look."

Chen Yingdao took the proposal, adjusted his glasses, and took a glance at it. The more he looked at it, the corners of his mouth became bigger, and the smile on his face became more intense.

Huatian Entertainment, this is too rich! ! !

Bo Liming is really a walking God of Wealth! ! !

Chen Yingdao grinned from ear to ear, "Mr. Bo is really a role model for young entrepreneurs! For our education in China, that's—"

Bo Liming didn't want to hear his flattery, glanced at his watch, and interrupted him, "It's time, President Chen, let's go to the party together."

The show officially started at seven o'clock, and the lights and dances were ready. The four hosts wore formal dresses and stepped onto the stage.

Following the host's introduction, the people for the first show have already gone to prepare. Yu Beibei, who said he was not nervous, wrinkled his face and hugged Qiao Mian, holding on like a koala and not letting go, "Mian What to do with sleep, I'm also nervous..."

"Hey, hey, hey... I'm obviously not nervous this afternoon..."

Qiao Mian patted him on the back decently, "Be good, Beibei, don't be nervous..."

Yu Beibei: "Hey, hey, hey..."

Qiao Mian poked his shoulder blades, "Hey, Yu Beibei, as a student of the acting department, you're crying so fakely!"

Yu Beibei's "beep" stopped, and he raised his head, "Really? Is it really fake?"

Qiao Mian let out a "puchi" laugh.

Yu Beibei wrinkled her nose, "I hate it, they tease you on purpose because they are afraid that you will be nervous~"

Qiao Mian nodded obediently, "I know, I know~ Beibei is the best~"

Yu Beibei held his face, "~~~ Our Mianmian is too cute~~~"

The two laughed and quarreled for a while, and the performer of the first show had already left the stage. Dean Liu, who was in charge of the May Day event, hurried to the backstage and told each of them: "We'll have to perform well in a while! This time, there are big people coming to watch! President Chen They are all here to accompany you!"

Yu Beibei asked curiously, "What big shot?"

Dean Liu hurriedly said, "Don't inquire, you'll know when you're on stage!"

Yu Beibei rolled his eyes, "The headmaster is here to accompany you, and the identity of this person is unusual!"

He continued to slump and wrapped his hands around Qiao Mian's shoulders, "I don't know who came here, maybe they are from those entertainment companies."

"Oh, it would be great if Bo Liming came too!"

Yu Beibei drew a long voice, "Xinnan is willing to be a vegetarian for ten days in exchange for seeing Mr. Bo."

After speaking, he really stood up, put his palms together and bowed to the sky, "God!"

Qiao Mian moved her fingers on her knees, wondering whether to tell Yu Beibei the truth.

Since his rebirth, Yu Beibei has been his best friend, or in addition to his previous life, he is also his best friend.

But he has been hiding it from him.

Qiao Mian lowered her head and her long eyelashes trembled. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Yu Beibei's arm, "Bebe, Bo Liming is really here."

"He made a special trip to see me perform, and you'll be able to see him when he's on stage in a while."

Yu Beibei turned her face away, took a serious look at Qiao Mian, and suddenly started laughing "hahahahaha" until she let out a pig cry.

"Hahahaha Mianmian, you are so funny!"

"What people said is indeed true. The jokes made by people who don't know how to tell jokes are the funniest!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Hahahahaha why didn't you say that Bo Liming is your boyfriend!"

"He's not my boyfriend yet," Qiao Mian explained seriously, "But he will be in the future."

Seeing Qiao Mian's serious expression, Yu Beibei laughed so hard her body trembled, her arms wrapped around Qiao Mian's for support, "Okay, okay, I'm not nervous anymore."

"Stop making fun of me with such a serious look!"

Looking at Yu Beibei who was laughing twitchingly, Qiao Mian blinked her eyes.

If the other party doesn't believe it, there's nothing he can do.

In the auditorium, Lin Yuze was bored watching the boring programs on stage, and turned on his mobile phone to check the time from time to time.

It's already eight o'clock, and it will be Mianmian's show soon.

The tall boy beside him bumped into his shoulder, "Brother Lin, it's so boring! When will sister-in-law come out?"

"Soon, the next show is coming."

The tall man yawned, "We would have been late if we had known, this is too boring!"

"If you come later, you may not have a seat."

The tall man turned his head to look around, and suddenly regained his energy, "Damn it! It really is! Why did so many people come to this year's acting department's gala! There is a full circle standing behind!"

"Is this show so good? Why are there so many people around!"

"Is it because Changsheng Entertainment and Jianyi Film and Television are in charge?"

Lin Yuze shook his head, pointed to the front row, "See, Bo Liming is here."

"What the fuck—what the fuck!" The tall man exclaimed, drawing dissatisfied looks from others, he smiled apologetically, and lowered his voice, "Why is he here?"

"A party in the department has such a high standard, can Bo Liming be invited?"

Lin Yuze shook his head with a serious expression, "He came for me."

The tall one: "???"

"Do you still remember that I said that there is a cousin who is involved in the entertainment industry, and that is Mr. Bo. His family is a family friend with ours. In terms of seniority, I want to call him uncle."

"What does it have to do with you that he came to the show of the acting department?" The tall man was puzzled.

"I sent him a text message, saying that if Huatian Entertainment comes to the May Day show, I hope to sign Qiao Mian and give him a job."

Lin Yuze said to himself, "I didn't expect my cousin to be so interesting. He not only agreed, but also came to watch the show in person."

The tall man nodded in agreement, "That's right, our uncle is too interesting."

"The next program is the original drama "A Floating Life". The performers are my sophomores: Yu Beibei, Qiao Mian, Liu Jiali, Si Wenjuan, Dong Sinan, and Wang Pengju."

After the host announced the curtain, the curtain opened, and the drama was officially staged.

Qiao Mian played the role of the young master who was intentionally wronged. He was kidnapped and sold to a mountain village, where he grew up in the fields. Now he was going to the city to sell freshly dug yams. At this time, he ran into another child who was exchanged.

And so the story unfolds...

Bo Liming looked at the people on the stage seriously, and when Qiao Mian glanced over, he licked the corners of his lips towards him.

Qiao Mian said that she was not afraid in the background, but now she was a little nervous on the stage. When Bo Liming smiled, he didn't dare to respond with his expression. The little hand holding the basket waved slightly——

Anyway, Bo Liming was sitting close, so he could see it.

Bo Liming's whole heart was hung on him, so naturally he didn't miss the other party's small movements. The white, tender and pretty little hand was hidden under the basket and swayed gently, making his heart tremble twice.

So cute.

Bo Liming couldn't help but bend his eyes, and there were tiny stars in them.

How could his Mianmian be so cute?

……

"I have to say, sister-in-law is very suitable for this role." The tall man sighed, "Brother Lin, have you noticed that sister-in-law has a very special temperament, really like a down-and-out young master, people can't help it Hold it in the palm of your hand, how do you say that sentence..."

"A sense of brokenness."

Lin Yuze's eyes followed the people on the stage, and his voice was soft, "A kind of light and weak broken feeling, like a very precious flower swaying in the wind and rain, it seems that the next second will be blown by the wind. Blown away, shattered by the rain..."

The tall man nodded, "Brother Lin, you are still educated!"

Lin Yuze watched the play on the stage, but didn't answer any more.

At the end of the performance, under the leadership of the host, the six of them bowed again to thank the audience.

Bo Liming got up straight, with a smile on his usually cold face, he applauded them.

Seeing that Bo Liming, who was sitting in the middle, got up, Chen Yingdao hurriedly got up too, applauding more enthusiastically than Bo Liming, those who didn't know thought he had won the award.

Seeing that the principal got up and applauded, the other leaders followed suit for no apparent reason, slapping their hands to see who would clap loudly.

Qiao Mianmian on the stage looked excitedly at the applauding audience below, her eyes were shining brighter than the lights of the party.

Because he performed in one breath, he was a little out of breath. Originally, his mouth was dry and his legs were sore and weak. Now, looking at the scene in the audience, he suddenly felt that the rehearsal for so many days was not hard.

Someone recognized him.

He didn't screw up.

He participated in the performance, and many, many people gave applause.

Does it mean that he has the talent to be an actor, as long as he continues to walk along this road, sooner or later he will be worthy to stand beside Bo Liming.

With an excited smile on Qiao Mian's face, she blinked in Bo Liming's direction.

The performance was over, the young actors went to the backstage, Bo Liming nodded to Chen Yingdao, and went directly to the back of the stage.

Bo Liming left, and there was no need for Chen Yingdao to stay any longer. He got up and made some arrangements, chatted with the other two entertainment companies, and left.

Lin Yuze came out of the auditorium, looked at the empty seats, and frowned suspiciously.

Uncle is gone, who should I thank?

Forget it, go to the backstage to find Mianmian!

He dragged his brother and ran backstage without stopping. When he entered the corridor, he happened to see Bo Liming leading his assistant into the dressing room of Qiao Mian and his crew.

Lin Yuze scratched his head: What did little uncle do there?