"Qingyi?"

Hearing this, Song Qinrong couldn't help but raise her eyes and glanced at Song Muyao for a second.

She almost forgot that grandma mentioned before that her cousin is a part of the entertainment industry.

"Yes, "Qingyi" is a series of comics painted by Leng Zhu."

Seeing her sister's surprised expression, Song Muyao thought the other party didn't know what "Qingyi" was, so she explained with a smile.

"Since the first one of it was released, I was waiting for it to be adapted into a movie and TV series one day. I waited for six years, but it was just a matter of waiting for me!"

Speaking of this, a light blush was dyed on Song Muyao's face: "To put it, I entered the entertainment industry just to participate in "Qingyi".

Song Qinrong was shocked.

What logic is this?

Because I like "Qingyi" so much, I entered the... entertainment industry?

"Why don't you just enter the comic circle?" Song Qinrong couldn't help asking more.

Song Muyao smiled and felt a little embarrassed: "Because your sister, I... the painting is terrible!"

OK.

Song Qinrong sighed softly: "Sister, you really like this comic." Everyone is willing to save the country in such a curve.

"Yes! Because "Qingyi" is really good, Leng Zhu is simply my life!"

Song Muyao's personality is straightforward and enthusiastic. She spared no effort when praising her favorite idol: "Not only me, but almost all the people I know are fans of Leng Zhu and "Qingyi"!"

"So too." Zhao Shuying interrupted with a smile.

"So, grandma?"

Hearing this, Song Qinrong felt so sad.

Zhao Shuying will celebrate her 80th birthday next month!

...It's so fashionable too?

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it!"

Zhao Shuying shook her head with a smile: "I have all comic books in "Qingyi" series. I'm afraid I'll be ruined by that stinky brat. I usually lock them in the bookcase, so you haven't seen them before."

Song Muyao looked envious: "Speaking of this, grandma is the richest person in our family!

Not only are there a complete set of comic books in "Qingyi" series, two of them, and Leng Zhu's autograph! I have been chasing Dada for so long, and there is only one signature version..."

The tone was so aggrieved.

Zhao Shuying sighed: "Whoever said Leng Zhu is good at everything? She is too lazy to be a human being. She only publishes one hundred signature versions every year, one hundred! She can't even grab it even if you steal it!"

Speaking of this, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Song Qinrong indignantly: "Rongrong, do you think so, why is this person so lazy?"

Song Qinrong: “…”

She swallowed silently.

"yes."

He immediately lowered his head.

Really.

Suddenly, what do I do? It's easy to make people feel guilty.

With the support of bystanders, Zhao Shuying felt even more aggrieved. She turned her head and looked at Song Muyao with anticipation.

"Yaoyao, no matter what, you must stuff yourself into the crew of "Qingyi"! When you see Leng Zhu himself, you will ask for a few more autographs for grandma!"

"Grandma, I can't help it..."

Song Muyao, who has always been full of confidence and exudes the aura of "I am the queen", felt so unsure in her heart for the first time in her life.

"Also, the great god is mysterious. Over the years, a single photo has not been revealed. Even if he is really standing in front of me, I don't know him!"

Song Qinrong:...isn't it?

Zhao Shuying frowned: "When will the audition come?"

"It's tentatively scheduled to be next Tuesday."

Speaking of this, Song Muyao was a little worried, "I haven't got the script yet, and I don't know how it was modified... Moreover, this time, Director Wei, who has been invisible for five years, was personally directed by him. Who wouldn't want to go to such a script and production team?

I heard from Sister Zhao that the double-produced actress Yu Fan had made it clear that as long as she could enter, she would be willing to play any role!”

It is conceivable how intense the casting will be this time.

When Zhao Shuying heard this, she was also a little frowning, but she still tried hard to calm herself down and patted her granddaughter's back of her hand firmly.

"We Yaoyao is not bad either! Come on, grandma believes in you, Leng Zhu is waiting for you too!"

"Leng Zhu? Yes! The guy is waiting for me!"

After being encouraged by grandma, Song Muyao felt a flame burning violently in her chest.

The eyes were boiling, fighting against the sky and fate, and the raging war.

She would not surrender, she would definitely be able to stuff herself into the crew and meet Leng Zhu, whom she admired for many years!

"I will!"

"good!"

Looking at the imposing pair of grandparents and grandchildren, Song Qinrong silently and quietly exited the living room.

She is not worthy of standing here.

She was out of place with them.

——

When I returned to the room, I just turned on the computer and a voice invitation popped up.

Song Qinrong slowly put on her headphones and turned on the vocalizer, and her voice was cold: "Is there a face to come to see me?"

There was a "plop" sound of kneeling down from the opposite side.

"Boss, ancestors! I really can't find out who "Yao Chi Cold" is in. Not to mention three days, you will have no chance even if you give me three years..."

The voice opposite was extremely sad.

He is just the superficial president of spades. Although he has some strength and reputation, many people are scared. However, compared with this Qingying boss, he is not worthy of carrying shoes to others.

But recently, the Qingying boss is obviously in a bad mood. He spent three years and didn’t find out who is in "Yao Chi Cold" and forced him to give an answer in three days...

Can't he pretend to be dead quietly?

If it weren't for that, I would raise a high price to lure him...

"He Tong." Song Qinrong suddenly spoke, interrupting the other party's random thoughts, "Since it's not found out, then do you still have the face to look for me?"

If Chen Yan was here, he would definitely jump up on the spot in fear.

He Tong, the current president of Spades, the most mysterious intelligence organization in L'Arc. Although he is headquartered in L'Arc, his intelligence business involves the world. No matter which corner it is, he can hardly hide the secrets of Spades.

Of course, the exception is "The Cold Yao Chi", which has been sold for three years by Song Qinrong.

"Hehe..." He Tong tried hard to laugh, "Just the order I told you last time, the other party has increased tenfold and invited you to come out..."

"Forgot what I said?" Song Qinrong sneered.

He Tong stopped talking.

Since Qingying released the reward order for "Yao Chi Cold" three years ago, she has never taken over the order for spades.

He once told himself that if the murderer is not found out for a day, he will not return to spades for a day.

Now... He Tong sighed: "I understand."

Song Qinrong's tone slowed down: "I've seen this list, it's not particularly difficult. Just go with Cangqiong. If you have any questions, please contact me anytime."

After all, she now knew that this order was sent by Fu Sichen. Although she couldn't get any time to go to Lzhou, there would be no problem to give her remote guidance.

"good."

He Tong was relieved when he heard this and hung up the phone happily.

As soon as Song Qinrong put down her headphones, she heard a knock on the door.
Chapter completed!