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Qin Yinong asked: "Does Ningning still adapting in kindergarten?"

When Ji Shulan heard Ning Ning, she laughed from ear to ear, and said repeatedly: "Adapt, adapt, the teacher even called home to praise, saying that Ningning is very smart and learns everything faster than other children."

The old lady forgot to eat even the rice, and the bamboo tube poured out like beans: "Last time I sent a book to school, taught some simple characters. The teacher urged the parents to help the child review. Ningning was very conscious and lay there as soon as he finished eating. She want to read or write. I’m worried that she will be nearsighted if she loves to study so much...

Qin Yinong smiled, "Don't get too close, it should be fine."

Ji Shulan: "So I usually pay attention to correcting her. By the way, she also learns English and teaches bilingually. She can count from one to ten, and she can also speak apples and oranges."

Qin Yinong held her chin and smiled: "Really? I will test her when she’s back."

Aunt Fang who has been eating quietly silently put a piece of meat into Ji Shulan's bowl, avoiding Qin Yinong's sight, just looking at Ji Shulan, and whispered, "Shall we eat first?"

Ji Shulan's mouth was half open, and she seemed to want to continue speaking. She looked at the meat in the bowl again, and she looked a little embarrassed. Qin Yinong smiled and added: "You have to eat first, and we will talk about it after eating. I should stay at home for a while this time."

Ji Shulan was relieved to use lunch.

After the meal, Aunt Fang cleaned up the dishes. There is a dishwasher at home, but Aunt Fang is also used to washing by hand. Qin Yinong saw nothing. People at their age have difficulty accepting new things freely. Most of those automated things have become furnishings, and they can no longer find interest in spending time like young people. Doing housework can make them a little safer. sense.

Ji Shulan returned to the room, took Ning Ning's homework from this period of time, and gave Qin Yinong a look. The child’s font is naive, and the writing is big and round, not cute, Qin Yinong finished reading, smiled and said: "Write seriously."

Ji Shulan showed a look of relief.

The mother and daughter were silent for a while.

They actually don't have much to say, the generations are like mountains. One is the living habit since childhood. Ji Shulan wants to make money to support her family and does not have much energy to communicate with the children. Second, Qin Yinong’s life is too far away from her. Sometimes Ji Shulan looks at the bright star on the screen. Can't help but doubt that Qin Yinong is really the daughter in front of her? It seems that she has not seen this daughter well, she has grown up, become strange and strong, can lift the whole family on one shoulder, and keep the storm out.

She feels guilty for this daughter. Her sister has also enjoyed a short family relationship. When she was born, there were only endless quarrels and indifference in the family. She and her sister have been close since childhood, almost to the point of relying on each other, but in the end, her sister...

Ji Shulan vaguely felt that Qin Yinong was so playful, her private life was chaotic, and her reputation outside was mostly because she and her sister had too bad influence on her.

But Ji Shulan thought again that romanticism is also better than injury, at least not in the footsteps of her sister.

"Ningning..." Qin Yinong's fingers hanging down beside her moved slightly, and she was silent for a long while, and decided to talk about the common topics they could talk about.

The temperature was rising day by day, warm and sleepy, and while chatting, Ji Shulan couldn't help but opened her mouth and yawned, tears in her eyes. Qin Yi exhaled without a trace, and suggested at the right time: "Mom, go take a nap, I will call you later, and we will pick up Ningning together."

Ji Shulan also felt like putting down the stone.

She complied and went back to the room to rest.

Ji Shulan was getting older with inconvenient legs and feet. The bedroom was arranged on the first floor. Qin Yinong watched her back disappear behind the door and sat there for a while. The knuckles suddenly twitched uncontrollably, and anxiety surged with instinct.

Qin Yinong has been filming for many years, and she has basically entered the group without interruption. There is no film shot, and she has lost the "action" of the scene. She is often at a loss, not knowing what to do. To put it bluntly, if there are too many plays, I will not live my own life. She didn't really want to live her own life, she would rather sink in the play for a lifetime.

She went to the Cannes Film Festival this time and met director Han Yuping, who was shortlisted for his work. Han Yuping is her savior and has the grace to recreate her. Had it not been for her father to be a derogatory term, Han Yuping would be her second father. Han Yuping is a keen and sensitive person. He immediately raised his eyebrows and scolded: "You can go back to my country and rest!"

Qin Yinong was taken aback, poured him a glass of wine, and smiled roundly: "My market has just opened, and many directors are looking for me. It's a shame to return to China now."

Han Yuping didn't eat this set, waved her hand, her face was stern: "What do you drive, get out of here! I'll have someone kidnap you from the crew after filming!"

Qin Yinong: "..."

Han Yuping urged her in a fair manner: “Actors must be rooted in real life, life is infinite, so what if you are talented? Sooner or later, you will have to spend your own accumulation and exhaustion. What else can you do when you come out?"

Qin Yinong sips a sip of champagne with a light smile, saying yes, but she is determined to behave in the wrong, Han Yuping will not really ask someone to tie her.

Han Yuping saw through her at a glance, dignified, changed the face of an ordinary elder, and said bitterly: "I know you don't want to return to reality and have been evading, but you should always give yourself a chance. You can rest for a while, maybe you will. I found that there are more interesting things in life than filming."

Qin Yi's smile gradually faded, and he looked at him blankly.

Han Yuping stared at her earnestly, and said movedly: "I beg you as uncle."

Qin Yinong was silent for a long time, and her eyes gradually became wet. She kept her eyes closed and said dumbly, "I will try."

Qin Yinong stood up and walked around, planning to find something to do for himself, and finally carried the stack of scripts that had been moved from Anling's office. Looking at the thick script, Qin Yinong couldn't help laughing, thinking that if Han Yuping knew that she was either filming or reading the script, he might be so angry that her hair would stand up.

About to turn the first page——

The phone on the coffee table shook.

Guan Han: [The medicine is delivered]

Qin Yi's numb brain seemed to be infused with vitality. Tang Ruoyao, the three words whirled in her throat, making the cold blood hot.

Qin Yinong couldn't help choking, put the script aside, breathed out softly, and typed and asked: "How did you send it?" 】

Guan Han: [Through Ruan Qin, and I didn’t show up in person. I’m at the gate of Miss Yao’s house now]

Guan Han sat in the car, lowered her head to continue typing, and the phone directly jumped out of the call interface.

"How is her face?" After removing the pretense, Qin Yinong's voice sounded cold and cold on the phone.

"Ruan Qin said, it's gone."

"Are you sure she is telling the truth?"

"She doesn't dare to tell lies." Guan Han said, "Ms. Yao will have a magazine shooting tomorrow, and she will go with her. There is something on her face. She is probably scared to death."

"Did Yaoyao say anything to her? Anything like warning?"

Guan Han paused and said, "No."

Qin Yinong sighed wearily.

Guan Han moved his lips and said nothing.

for a long time.

Qin Yinong said: "Forget it, you can beat Ruan Qin, I will let someone scrap her hand which hand she moves next time."

Guan Han hesitated: "What about what she will say?" Ruan Qin's ability to develop to the point of hands-on work is not expected to happen overnight.

Qin Yinong said coldly: "If she has been so obedient, can I stop it?"

Guan Han was silent.

Qin Yinong pinched her eyebrows, and said languidly, "Let's do this first, it's okay."

She cut off the call.

Han Yuping said something wrong, she has long discovered more interesting things in life. She found her Neverland.

Tang Ruoyao is her Neverland, but she is not Peter Pan and cannot live there forever.

She is most worried now that Tang Ruoyao, when she left her, has lost her protection and will not be able to withstand the miserable wind and rain outside in the future.

***

Ruan Qin left nervously. She wanted to say a few words to Tang Ruoyao, and asked her to help herself plead with Qin Yinong. But Tang Ruoyao's face was cold, so cold that she could fall off the ice scum, and she frightened her feet back when she wanted to step in.

Tang Ruoyao had a very good temper most of the time, but sometimes she was irritable and impatient. She felt that it was her limit not to ask Ruan Qin to get out. Ruan Qin stood at the door for a minute, put the ointment in, looked at her face, and then disappeared before her eyes.

Tang Ruoyao didn't even look at it, so he threw the ointment on the coffee table and continued watching her documentary.

I don't know if it was because her mood that was interrupted by Ruan Qin, Tang Ruoyao's attention was always difficult to concentrate. The nice baritone on the TV spoke the next sentence and she forgot the previous one.

Tang Ruoyao paused, leaned back on the sofa and exhaled heavily. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the box of ointment on the coffee table, and picked it up again in a mysterious manner.

This box of ointment is very strange.

No packaging, not even a brand.

Tang Ruoyao unscrewed the lid and reached up to the tip of his nose and smelled it. There was a very light scent, which was quite different from the usual ointment.

She hooked a little to the back of her hand and wiped it off. The paste was transparent and cool to the touch.

Tang Ruoyao recalled Ruan Qin's nervous and panic look when she was standing at the door, and she quickly passed something in her mind and was caught by her. Where did Ruan Qin get the ointment? It's common to get injured in theater filming, why haven't you seen her give it to yourself before?

She hid her secrets and has to give it today? Or... someone instructed her?

Tang Ruoyao didn't think that Ruan Qin was a person who could have this idea. When she thought that it was the latter hypothesis, she couldn't control her heartbeat and began to accelerate.

Guan Han is a person who knows how to do things, and this ability to do things is also reflected in the fact that if Qin Yinong didn't order things, she would never make her own way.

Tang Ruoyao was so nervous that her palms were sweating, and he took the mobile phone aside, her fingertips quivered, and she made several mistakes before she sent a complete and accurate message.

When Guan Han was on the way home, the mobile phone in her hand shook, she turned it on, and her breathing suddenly stopped.

Tang Ruoyao: [Is my sister asked you to give me the ointment? 】

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Small Theater:

Guan Han (hands shaking slightly with the big red apple that hasn’t had time to eat): I’m exposed

Qin Yinong: It's okay, I haven't been exposed yet

Guan Han (cold): You are almost too

Qin Yinong: Wow, wow, so can I be eaten? I have been abstinent for so many years QAQ

Guan Han:...