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One thousand and eighth, the memory of the great god, An

The vague memories are like mist.
He was about five years old and sat next to the piano, with a man sitting in his arms. It seemed that he was a little smaller, his little head moved around, and he was very disobedient. He held his fingers and recognized the sound of the keys one by one.
"Momo, it's so boring to play the piano. Let's go find William. It's fun to chase his dog."
"Go and go after learning."
"It's too late to finish learning, I have to climb the wall and go back."
"After learning, you can have curry rice, you can do it yourself. Should you go to William to play or stay with me for curry rice."
He heard that he was quite cold and asked that man to make a choice.
The man's little head drooped for a second, then raised it again: "I want to eat curry rice, but it's not fun to play the piano."
"Then let's take a break, I'll play Super Mary with you, but at this time tomorrow, you can't go to William's house and come here to learn the piano. No girl can't play the piano. Starting today, study hard and don't go to the group of British people next door to play. Did you hear that?"
Finally, it was his voice. Because it was too sudden, the tingling pain from his head made Qin Mo stop moving. Although there was no other reaction, his pale and handsome side face also made Bo Jiu realize his discomfort.
A beautiful voice receptionist, Bo Jiu turned his eyes and whispered: "Brother Mo?"
The stinging is only a moment.
Qin Mo pressed his slender fingers between his eyebrows: "Nothing."
After Yu Luo, he stood up and raised his body. For some reason, he looked at the boy's furry head and wanted to rub it.
And Qin Mo also did this: "It's good to play."
The sudden approach made Bo Jiu pause. The temperature of his head was so obvious. Like the movements he often did to her when he was a child, his breath came over and he felt warmth.
Bo Jiu looked up and looked at the great god's deep eyes. Then he smiled and pressed his fist against his shoulder: "Everyone is each other."
This scene is really pleasing to the eye.
The atmosphere between the two is also very good.
It seems like a scene that only appears in a comic.
Almost everyone on the scene applauded for their ensemble just now.
There was an Englishman who held a wine glass in his hand and looked at Bo Jiu's body, and his eyes were filled with indescribable eyes.
He even turned his head excitedly and asked the assistant beside him: "Go and check who this oriental boy is? It's so suitable! Oh my God! I feel like I met Miao Si of the script."
"Yes, sir, I'll go and inquire immediately."
In fact, they temporarily decided to attend this party because they were only invited by an investor.
I didn't expect such an unexpected receipt.
The assistant knew very well that in order to find a role that matched the script, the director had already gone to more than a dozen performance schools in China.
But none of them were satisfied with him.
There was a Japanese actor who listed the other party as a candidate.
The actor was originally at the level of the actor, but the assistant also knew that the director was not very satisfied.
Until the appearance of this teenager...
The assistant has never seen the director so excited. It must be that it is very consistent with his personality, so it is like this.
When An came in just now, he also saw that the young British man was thinking that he would let An Congji tie the ball around until the banquet ended.
The two of them didn't look for anyone, especially the young British man.
This time they came here quietly to find the characters.
It's to not want anyone to recognize it.
After all, with the international reputation of the director, if it is seen by the media, it will be promoted no matter which country it is.
This is not conducive to the people they discover what they need.
When the British thought about this, they looked at the boy with evil spirits on his lips. It was really perfect. If he made up at that time, he would dye his hair black. When wearing the robe from the Republic of China, the mysterious oriental boy sat in front of the piano, giving people a sense of interweaving the times.
This person is what he has always wanted to find.
Not only does he have an angel-like face, but he also has a demon-like evil temperament.
It would be a pity for such a person not to act!
The British are still excited about their discoveries.
He didn't know that someone had seen his photos in this place, and had thought of ways to talk to him on some occasions, but he never had them.
This person is nothing but Yi Sihuo.
After the two of them finished playing, if they went again, they were asking for humiliation.
So before the piano sounds stopped, Yi Sihuo's people had already left the surroundings.
It was because he retreated from the crowd that he saw the director he wanted to meet.
It felt like I was going straight from hell to heaven.
So what if the road to An Yingxiong is broken?
Now that the director is here, as long as he follows the other party closely and then recommends himself, there will definitely be a chance!
Yi Sihuo was an action faction. After thinking of this, he fled the direction of the British leaving and followed.
On the other hand, An Yingxiong, who is very familiar with the director, was standing by He Honghua at the beginning of the performance. Now, while the warmth has not subsided, he smiled and said, "My son used to have a very high vision than the top. Since he met Jiu, people have changed. It is better for Mrs. He to raise a child like Jiu. I am not afraid of the ice cube of my son. In the past, many people wanted to be friends with Qin Mo, but those people were more or less purposeful. Jiu was different. That day, I was surprised when I saw Qin Mo bring Jiu home. After all, my son rarely had such a good life with anyone. Jiu is an exception. However, like Jiu Shuai, I guess my son was still thinking at the time, how could there be another person who looked better? Maybe this is the reason why the two children would become friends. Now when I think about it, I feel magic."
When He Honghua said the first sentence of An Yingxiong Queen, her face showed shock because she had never thought that the actress queen in front of her would be Qin Mo's mother.
Immediately afterwards, the more He Honghua listened, the more she felt that Queen An was different from the ladies and wives she had contacted before.
After all, this person is truly kind and considerate, elegant and generous. It is not done, but every word and deed is penetrated into the bones, making people feel very comfortable to get along with.
Queen An was deliberately trying to say something wrong with her son, and sighed and said, "Mrs. He, don't look at my son who is tall and tall now. She used to be a premature baby, so I can't take care of her."
After this statement, the two mothers instantly found a point of communication.
He Honghua immediately said: "My family Jiu was also born prematurely. It was a little wrinkled at that time. I was worried that I could not support her myself, and I was worried all day long."
"Yes." Queen An Ying stretched out her hand and took the initiative to hold He Honghua's hand: "We will have to communicate more in the future, and none of these two children will make people worry-free."
He Honghua Chang said: "Who said it was not?"
"By the way, Sister He, I have heard about you. If you need any help, you can tell me at any time." Queen An Ying is also a capable person, and she directly promoted Mrs. He to Sister He without looking.
If it were someone else, He Honghua would definitely be on guard against it. The person in front of her looked at people sincerely and looked beautiful.
The most important thing is that in her body, there is nothing the other person is thinking about.
He Honghua felt that this warmth was so warm that she could fall in love with the other party and was not artificial at all.
In fact, Queen An is indeed like this: "I wanted to talk to Sister He for a long time, and I also thought about visiting her. I was afraid it was too abrupt. Today I knew that Sister He would come to this banquet, so I came here to make friends with Sister He."
This was not only revealed his sincerity to He Honghua, but also meant that he would listen to Guo Rong who was standing next to them.
Because the other party asked Jiu to leave the piano just now, it was so striking that he looked down on people. For such a person, Queen An didn't feel that there was a need to save face for the other party.
At that moment, it was not just Guo Rong, but Yang Huan's face turned pale after hearing the cause and effect of the incident.
I have to say that the effect of An Yingxiong's words is really a slap in the face without leaving any room for strength.
However, He Honghua is the most generous and cheerful: "You said it earlier, you said we would meet at home, I don't know anything else, I can cook home-cooked dishes. When you come to my house, Sister He will make delicious food for you."
"That's great. I like to eat the most. I have no choice but to be an actor. I can't eat a lot of things I want to eat." An Yingxiong said in a tone and acted coquettishly: "Take today, I want to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes, but I can't even eat the home-cooked taste outside."
He Honghua was honest and immediately said, "This is easy. If you want to eat it, you can come to your house tomorrow."
"Can you be fine tonight?" After asking, Queen An felt that she was not polite: "It's better to disturb Sister He. I'll wait until tomorrow to eat."
Seeing the beauty like this, He Honghua couldn't bear it: "There is nothing to bother or not, it takes time to prepare the ingredients. It's not too late to do this. If you really want to eat it, let's go home."
"Then I'm sorry, Sister He." Queen An Ying smiled while holding He Honghua's hand, and there was a little bit of a bird's sensation.
Bo Jiu, who walked over, raised his eyebrows heavily.
What did she hear?
Go home for dinner?
What's going on?
When will her mother and the great god be so good?
The two of them were already sisters when she played the piano, and they didn't have her or the great god in their eyes at all.
That's true.
The two of them finished their itinerary with each other.
Although Bo Jiu also thinks that it is better not to attend such a banquet.
But she was still a little confused when she was stuck in traffic so quickly.
I turned my eyes to look at the great god sitting next to her. The face was still and looked very handsome and noble as usual.
Could it be that she was too fussy?
Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows again.
The four of them were An Ying's car later, an extended Bentley, and even the driver was the old subordinate of the Qin family. The aura was undoubtedly the most graceful of the guests who came to attend the banquet.
Yang Huan came out to see him off in person. In fact, she didn't want Queen An to leave. There was only one thing she had to mention: "Madam He, I'm neglecting this time. I hope you don't take it seriously."
Why Yang Huan said that, He Honghua knew very well that all this was just for her sister An.
So He Honghua did not answer, but just smiled.
The truth is different and we don’t plan for each other.
She won't attend such banquets in the future, and she won't be able to hand over Yang Huan.
That's all.
Yang Huan is understandable when she comes out, after all, she met Queen An.
But Guo Rong also followed her out. She was afraid that the man surnamed An would leave and her son would have no chance. Without thinking, she pressed the car window: "Ms. An, I have some private matters and want to talk to Ms. An. I don't know when Ms. An has time?"
Guo Rong's actions are no longer rude.
But she herself hadn't realized it yet, and emphasized herself: "It's about my son. Please make sure to take time."
After hearing the words, Queen An was a little confused and curled her lips: "We are not familiar with each other, and I have no obligation to take time to talk with you and drive for your son's business."
When Guo Rong saw that Bentley was about to leave, she couldn't help but get angry: "Why is this person like this?"
The sound floated into the car through the window.
Even Queen An is a little disliked by such people.
I always think that everyone in the world should help her, and it is not good not to help her.
As for such a two-faced messenger who is just like her in-laws, she is better than her in-laws. She says whatever she wants. She is also generous, but she understands the overall situation very well.
Queen An felt more and more that there was nothing wrong with her son and Jiu being together.
Even if the gender is not satisfactory.
But there is no choice in other aspects.
The in-laws are also easy to get along with.
The Queen An thought that the next step is to find a way to conquer the other party, ask what the other party is thinking, and try to let the other party accept it as soon as possible.
Bo Jiu didn’t know what An Yingxiong Queen thought, but today, An Yingxiong Queen was really too enthusiastic about her mother.
He called Sister He intimately.
Is it so charming tomatoes?
Bo Jiu did not understand An Yingxiong's actions.
It doesn’t mean that Qin Mo doesn’t understand, but some things are not time to point them out, after all, there are still people around.
Especially the person around him who is still trying to escape is not suitable to know the intention of *******. If you force the person tighter and just walk away, it will be troublesome.
Qin Mo's approach was very direct, and he would not let her go anywhere.
When the whole person is his, I will talk about something else.
Thinking of this, Qin Mo reached out and grabbed Bo Jiu's hand without moving, but his face was not moved.
But when those narrow eyes looked at Bo Jiu, they were clearly saying that they would make her feel more at ease.
Bo Jiu would not pull his hand back, because if he moves like that, it will inevitably attract the attention of the two parents above.
I can only let the great god hold her hands, cross her fingers, and the numbness that I rubbed them will always make people's heart beat a little sweeter...
Chapter completed!
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