In a well-known hospital in Gusu District, Gan Tao twisted two bags of fruit and followed many patients' families to the hospitalization department.

Among the bustling crowds was the Qing Gege who was covered tightly, the Panda Man, and Zhu Qiqi who was squeezed to nowhere.

The second part of "My Fair Princess" is being aired nationwide, with the latest episode having a rating of more than 60%, which is even more exaggerated than the first part in 1998.

In addition to the male and female protagonists, the news of Wang Yan and Zhu Hong’s lovers in the play has also increased significantly, and they have to hide when they go out.

On the fifth floor, B8 is a single room of Huang Haibing. Four people meet at the stairs and take the lead by the relatively familiar Wang Yan. After the door opened, Gan Tao and several others entered one after another.

After seeing someone, he put it behind Zhu Hong's house and smiled and shouted: "Brother Haibing."

He had only had a few scenes with Huang Haibing, and was not familiar with Wang Yan and others, but with these only scenes, he felt that this person was good.

To describe it in a few English words in your mind is very nice!

Talking and doing things make people feel like spring breeze.

After several people sat down on the single sofa, Huang Haibing, who was still wearing plaster on his legs, smiled and said, "Hey, I've been in the group these two days. Why are you going to do it?"

Wang Yan took off her mask: "That is, it's just that the work is early today, otherwise there will be no time to come."

The little swallows on TV chattered and said the idiom of missing arms and legs. The few of them were chatting in the ward and smiling while watching.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, but Gan Tao felt it was unreal.

The entertainment circle in memory is full of unknown physical and money transactions, and it is an extremely dirty circle in the hearts of netizens.

As for real friends, there are even fewer ones, such as fake face sister groups, Teddy sister groups, and best friend groups, but in the end, it disappeared more.

Today, I was chatting in front of the camera. I turned around and rolled my eyes and turned around and turned black. The reason for the blackmail may be because of a character, or an endorsement, or even it depends on you being unhappy.

Gan Tao couldn't imagine that if the few people here also became like this, he would probably be embarrassed.

After all, I was still warm and tender the moment before, but the next moment I became sharpening my knife, which I couldn't stand.

When Huang Haibing saw him sitting in a daze, he pointed to the banana on the bedside table and said, "Taozi, you brought the fruits, you will be responsible for eating them."

He shook his head suddenly: "What I brought is being eaten. Isn't this intention to embarrass me!"

Huang Haibing opened the kiwi box and sat on the bed and threw it at them one by one: "Pandaoer, Taozi, Feifei, Qiqi."

Maybe because Wang Lianhua is a villain, when Huang Haibing called him, he specially distinguished him from the other people.

The light outside the house became darker and darker. Gan Tao, who was constantly pinching the kiwi, asked a few people: "It's getting late, let's go back?"

Huang Haibing nodded: "Finish, go back. I'll be in the group these two days and I'll get together for some time."

He said goodbye and walked out of the hospital. The four of them stayed in the same hotel. He rode a motorcycle and carried Zhu Hong's house, and the two women took a taxi.

At the end of August, Huang Haibing was discharged from the hospital.

The filming time of the crew of "Wulin Way History" changed from the first 14 hours to the start of day and night. The drama was delayed for too long, and the 8 TV stations were already in a hurry. The budget shooting period was 3 months, but 3 months passed, and the progress was only halfway down.

Gan Tao's scenes were all completed in mid-September, and it rained heavily that day.

There was no so-called finishing banquet or farewell party. Even a few people agreed in advance and had no time to have a drink together. He left alone on the day of the start of the filming.

In a very simple office in Hengtong, Li Lan glanced at Gan Tao who had been away from school for more than a month, "Is it over?"

He touched the bridge of his nose awkwardly: "Yeah, the whole shot is over."

He entered the school in May. As of today, the school started only more than four months. He took a leave of absence for nearly two months. During this period, he filmed a TV series and recorded a song called "A Smile".

"A Smile" is not so much sung by him, but rather by a recording artist. People teach him step by step.

Li Lan buried her head and said, "Go back to class, why are you doing this?"

"Then you are busy, I'll go back first." He responded and quickly turned around and left the office.

After rushing to the seat three steps and two steps, he winked at Lu Ming not far away and asked Lu Ming to hand over the notes. The trip was too long and he didn't know where the teaching progress of the year was.

The classmate who was reciting got off the podium and got his notebook. After reading the content clearly, he couldn't help but rub his face in regret.

Line classes were one of his main purposes for coming to school, but now they are missing so many classes.

A good line generally should reach three levels: make it clear, make it clear, and be infectious. Among them, the vocalization method is an important obstacle."

He deeply agreed with the first sentence in the notebook, because his fault is that he is not clear about his words and is particularly bad when his emotions fluctuate greatly.

Compared to ordinary people, this is no big deal. It is a normal thing, but he can't do it because his profession does not allow it.

If he wants to stay in this industry for a long time and not be eliminated, or wants to spy on the art hall, then the basic skills of lines must be mastered and firmly mastered.

He turned a page of paper into the sky, but he couldn't find a solution that could not be explained clearly in the lines. He couldn't help but slam the table: "Damn, why is it gone?"

The teacher on the stage was listening to the students' recitation of the lines, an old man who was not tall. After hearing the movement, he looked at him and said, "That classmate, what are you yelling?"

He hurriedly stood up and said, "Sorry, I'm a little distracted just now."

The line teacher asked him: "Have you ever been here?"

"No." He said.

The teacher said, "Then you can pick it up."

The line teacher casually pulled out a piece of A4 paper from his hand and handed it to him: "Hey, just recite this."

He meowed and said it was a hazy poem called "Answer". The author was Kitajima. He knew this poem.

"Despicable is the pass for the despicable, and noble is the epitaph of the noble. Look, in the gilded sky, the curved reflections of the dead are floating..."

The first short paragraph was recited in his thick voice, which was a bit sluggish.

But the next paragraph was four consecutive sentences, "I don't believe that the sky is blue, I don't believe that the echoes of thunder, I don't believe that dreams are fake, I don't believe that death is retribution." The layers of sad and angry tone made his thick voice a little sharp and a little hoarse, and he broke his voice.

After the recitation, the old man commented: "B, skills, pronunciation needs to be strengthened, and the performance on the spot is pretty good. What's your name?"

His face turned red: "Gan Tao."

The line teacher has been in the line class for half a month and has never seen him before, and he doesn’t know what the old man is called.

The old man said happily: "Oh, is it still a storm? The filming has been completed?"

He nodded embarrassedly: "Yeah."

When he stepped down, the old man reminded him: "If you want to strengthen your lines, you have to read more. This reading is not casual, but serious reading word by word."

He replied: "Thank you, teacher!"

It's really hard to persevere!

Old man Ding reminded him to read more of this matter, as if he had brought him back to his student days.

He was not very active in his mind. He became a genius in elementary school by memory. When he was missing memory in junior high school, he was immediately defeated from the altar.

But practicing lines means reading and remembering, which is very boring, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

"Taozi, let's go." A cigarette was thrown on Gan Tao.

Lu Ming, who felt that he had made a wrong decision and wasted his time at school, chose to leave. Gan Tao originally wanted to introduce him to the hydraulic factory, but Lu Ming was unwilling to go north.

Gan Tao labeled the world classics in his hand and picked up the smoke that fell on the mat: "I'll take you to the train station."

Although it is only a one-year school system and is also a training class for the outside world, if he recognizes Lu Ming, he will have to give it a trip.

The heat all dissipated at the moment when the motorcycle started.

Amid the sound of "bang, bang", Lu Ming left a city that was not very friendly to him and rushed to the capital that countless young people longed for. He was about to become the drift in Beijing as people said, or he would find his own way there and then take root.

Just like the lyrics in his mind: I live here and die here, I pray here, I am confused here.

Put on the black helmet, a "da" sound rang out, and the motorcycle rushed out like an arrow from the string. Gan Tao discovered that he didn't like parting very much.

Hengtong has a 7-day holiday on National Day, which is considered as compensation for the lack of summer vacation. Gan Tao packed up his two clothes in the early morning and went straight to Chedun.

In Gan Jun’s rental house, as soon as he entered, he said to the two middle-aged men and women: “Uncle, aunt!” The two are Gan Jun’s parents and his uncle and aunt.

A small square table was placed in front of the bed, and 5 dishes filled the entire table, and three small wine glasses could only be placed on the corner.

The old man sitting on the bed said, "I'm waiting for you, sit down and have a meal."

He said he was eating but actually drank alcohol. He had a good alcohol tolerance. When he was 10 months old, his grandfather drank wine into his mouth. When he was 14 years old, his father Gan Guohua considered himself defeated. Fortunately, he was not a person who was over-drinking, and he did not have the legendary addiction to alcohol. It doesn’t matter whether he drinks or not.

After he picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, he asked Gan Jun, "Brother, have you rented the storefront?"

Gan Jun raised his cup: "I saw a few stores, but it was too far from the film and television city."

He took a sip of wine: "Why do you have to be in the film and television city? The management there must be getting stricter."

"The business there is good, and there are many repeat customers." Gan Jun said.

"If you look for a storefront around the school, your business will definitely not be bad. Have you ever heard of the best money for women and children?"

The Gan Army is good at everything, but it is too stable and I am really unwilling to take any risk.

Before Gan Jun could speak, the uncle sitting on the bed said to him, "Just listen to Taozi, your brain is not a business man. Even the end of reading can't even find a pen."

Seeing that it was this old joke again, Gan Tao smiled and said, "Brother, listen to me, if you make a long-term plan, you must have a decent fixed storefront. Let's make your own barbecue brand."
Chapter completed!