"Drawing? Well, painting requires a quiet environment." Fu Sichen looked serious, "I will prepare tables, chairs, brushes, these, don't worry."

Song Qinrong blinked.

It's sleeping again, painting again... Brother, I just asked me to do the exam seriously, so don't hurt you to lose money, where have you gone?

Can you have some principles?

Although she was chaotic in her heart, she could only respond: "...Okay."

With the efforts of Fu, no principles, only scheming, Si Chen, Song Qinrong couldn't find a reason to refuse, so she had to respond. From now on, she would come to his office to report every noon and evening.

Fu Sichen felt happy.

"Then I'll go back to class."

Seeing that nothing happened, Song Qinrong got up and was about to leave. Her eyes turned and she swept to the bright little black rubber band on his wrist.

...I'm addicted to wearing it, right?

"You usually stay alone, there is no need to tie it up, right?" She tried to persuade.

Fu Sichen picked up the pink gift box on the table and was about to hand it to her, but when he heard this, he looked at the small rubber band, his eyebrows and eyes stretched out suddenly, and there were stars in his eyes.

"I'm used to it."

After listening carefully, there seemed to be some helplessness in his tone?

Song Qinrong was stunned when she heard it.

I don’t even know when I walked out of the office with a gift box.

She didn't wake up until the phone vibrated and seemed to have news coming in.

Put the gift box on your elbow and take out your cell phone-

Mo Ke: Dad, Director Wei wants to add you on WeChat and discuss some issues about casting next week with you. Do you think it’s OK?

Song Qinrong replied with one hand and passed by the word "潘".

Not long after, a message requesting to add a friend appeared on WeChat: Hello Leng Zhu, I am Wei Li.

If someone is here, he will see this message on Song Qinrong's mobile phone, he will have an instant change in his face.

Wei Li, a myth that no one can surpass in the Chinese entertainment industry so far.

Since the movie he directed thirty years ago, after winning the Best Picture Award at a foreign film festival, the Chinese film industry, which is as quiet as a stagnant water, has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He himself also became a famous international director.

He has not many works, and it takes one to polish one in an average of three or four years, or even five or six years, but every one is excellent.

While many directors were fighting for a domestic award, he had already gained a foothold in the international circle and made several international superstars famous by himself.

It can be said that in the Chinese entertainment industry, there is no actor who does not want to participate in a movie directed by Wei Li, and no director who does not want to become Wei Li!

His figure was burned on the homepage of movie columns on major websites, and his achievements were recorded on monuments of various film history.

In China, perhaps no matter how popular the stars are, there will be no one who doesn’t know them.

But Wei Li really did it, everyone knew it!

Song Qinrong had no expression on her face, confirmed the information, and clicked on the pass.

Not long after, the other party sent a message: "Hello, Leng Zhu. It is currently tentatively scheduled to audition for some roles in "Qingyi i" on the third floor of Lejin Hotel at 1:00 p.m. next Tuesday.

These are the few pretty good candidate information I have selected. Which one do you see is more in line with your mind's 'Lu Yan' and 'Cheng Yuhuan'? [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]"

‘Lu Yan’ and ‘Cheng Yuhuan’ are the male and female protagonists of the “Qingyi” series.

Song Qinrong was not interested in it at first, but suddenly remembered the conversation between Song Muyao and Zhao Shuying before, so she glanced at it a few times, and indeed she didn't find her cousin inside.

She replied with great regret: "You are the director, just make sure you decide."

So he put away his cell phone and went straight back to the classroom.

——

In the next few days, Wei Li obviously did not give up and basically sent dozens of messages every day.

It seems that every casting role wants to ask Song Qinrong seriously.

Song Qinrong was simply annoying.

But it can't stand that he is an old man in his sixties, and he said "you". He doesn't hit the smiling person, but he can only say "yes" or "good" depending on his mood.

In contrast, after finally borrowing 2.68 million from usury, he returned the money to the Fang family Tang Qingqing before the deadline, and felt much more relaxed.

"Don't worry, Brother Scar, within five days, I will definitely return the money and profit to you."

She said to her phone with certainty.

The person on the other end of the phone had a cold and low voice: "Okay Miss Tang, when you pay back the money, I will burn this IOU in front of you."

"Thank you, Brother Scar." Tang Qingqing hung up the phone.

Outside the room, there were also hysterical roars from Tang's mother and the sound of porcelain smashing from time to time.

She frowned in disgust.

These days, in order to raise money for her daughter, Tang's mother was in a state of great difficulty and thought of many ways, but it was useless.

It seemed as if there were eyes staring at her.

Anything she has to be sold, and as long as her money can not be withdrawn. Even if someone comes to see her with cash, an accident will definitely happen on the way.

It's simply awesome!

Tang's mother really had no choice, so she went to discuss with her husband.

Unexpectedly, Tang's father not only refused to help, but said that Tang Qingqing's private money must be enough to pay off the debt, but also accused Tang's mother of not willing to think about Tang Xin and blindly favoring Tang Qingqing.

This made Tang's mother quarrel with Tang's father again.

Until now, it has become commonplace.

"Bang!" Another heavy sound of closing the door came.

Tang's father seemed too lazy to pay attention to Tang's mother, so he left home again and hid in the company.

Tang's mother sat alone on the sofa, holding her face, and couldn't help crying.

A sad voice passed through the door and came into Tang Qingqing's ears.

She lowered her eyes and smiled coldly.

Pretend to behave!

In the end, you haven't helped a penny?

But when she remembered the phone she had just hung up, she still got up and walked out of the door.

Tang's mother cried heartbrokenly. When Tang Qingqing walked over, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, but she still walked forward and handed a tissue.

"Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

When Tang's mother saw her coming, she hurriedly held back her crying, wiped off the tears from her cheeks, and carried her into her arms.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you. It's all my mother who is useless. Mom hasn't raised a penny yet..."

"Mom, I, I have already borrowed money..." Tang Qingqing said weakly.

As soon as these words came out, Tang Mother's face changed instantly.

A few days ago, Tang Qingqing mentioned the scar to her.

She grabbed her daughter's shoulders: "You, you didn't borrow usury?"

Tang Qingqing's body shook, and then trembled violently: "Yes..."

Tang's mother was so scared that she widened her eyes: "Qingqing! You have known Mr. Cheng for so long, so you should know who those who are in the gangsters are!

They are extremely vicious and can do anything bad, how can you find them!"
Chapter completed!