Peng Hui was out for a full hour. If Xiaotong hadn't seen that Peng Hui's luggage was still there, she almost thought that Peng Hui had run away.

So when she saw Peng Hui, Xiaotong's mouth puckered.

"How old are you? Are you still pouting?" Peng Hui smiled and scratched his head.

"Hmph." Xiaotong hummed sweetly, snuggled up next to Peng Hui naturally, and watched with curiosity as Peng Hui took out the pieces of breakfast.

But what made Xiaotong blush and her eyes filled with tenderness were some of the breakfast items that had the effect of nourishing blood.

After scooping up a spoonful of red date porridge and blowing on it, Peng Hui smiled and said, "Come on, open your mouth."

"Ah..." Xiaotong was obedient.

After swallowing a mouthful of red date porridge, tears fell down while eating.

"Hey, what's going on?" Peng Hui was a little funny.

How can you just eat a bowl of porridge like this?

"No...it's nothing." Xiaotong wiped her tears with her sleeve, took the porridge box from Peng Hui's hand, and said softly: "Brother Hui..."

"kindness?"

"It's so kind of you."

"Haha." Peng Hui rubbed Xiaotong's head and joked with a smile: "Fool."

"Brother Hui..."

"Um?"

"If I weren't your girlfriend... would you still be like this?" Xiaotong asked a very silly question.

"Yes." Peng Hui smiled and kissed Xiaotong's face: "After all, you are my fan."

"Humph, bad guy!" Xiaotong's eyes were full of smiles.

The girl's coquettishness is intoxicating.

Peng Hui laughed and picked up a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and drank it.

In fact, most breakfasts in the north are similar, either steamed buns and porridge, or soy milk and fried dough sticks.

Very few noodles are eaten in the morning.

Usually I eat noodles at noon or at night.

But it is precisely because of this that I usually feel sleepy in the afternoon.

It's also interesting.

No matter what, after a tiring day, Peng Hui got on the plane to Shanghai under Xiaotong's reluctant eyes.

Of course, the two of them made an appointment to go play together during the winter vacation.

However, seeing Xiaotong's unhappy look, Peng Hui comforted her with a smile and left.

After getting on the plane, Peng Hui couldn't help but reveal a touch of tenderness in his eyes as he thought about this trip to Beijing.

Although it was a near miss, it is quite exciting to think about.

Not only did I go through a chase, I also encountered an opportunity and made friends with a rising star director in the future.

He also has an extra girlfriend.

Does this count as a fanboy?

Peng Hui smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It is becoming more and more contrary to the self in the dream.

While Peng Hui was feeling emotional, he was also a little amused.

"Mom, look at that squid's smile!" A cute and cute baby voice sounded in Peng Hui's ears.

"Shh... don't talk nonsense!" a gentle female voice said.

Peng Hui looked over, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

This is a woman who still looks charming. She looks to be in her thirties. Although there are slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, her eyes reveal a bit of charm inadvertently. Her eyes with a hint of electricity are always inadvertently moving.

The time is eye-catching.

charming.

This word seems to be born just for her eyes.

"I'm sorry, sir." When Peng Hui looked over, the woman with electric eyes smiled awkwardly and said, "The kid is not sensible."

"It's okay." Peng Hui smiled and shook his head.

Since the trip was uneventful and the plane still had to fly for a while, Peng Hui simply took out a book he had bought before and started reading.

I feel ashamed to say it. I originally planned to take advantage of this trip to check it out, but inexplicably it became a bottom-of-the-pack item.

Now, you can continue to look at it.

This is a book called "The Self-cultivation of Actors".

Yes, it’s the one Xingye read.

In fact, to be honest, Peng Hui was not interested in the content of this book. He just read and played with nothing to do.

Although Peng Hui in the dream is a director, he also has good acting and singing skills.

But later, in order to specialize in directing, he gave up his acting and singing skills.

At that time, the singing teacher Zhang Xueyou was very regretful.

Now that he has made a bet with Yaya, what Peng Hui naturally has to do is improve his acting skills.

However, his acting talent is only slightly higher than his directing talent.

The reason why he became "Peng Tenyi" in his dream is because he has a good vision.

It doesn't mean that his directorship is very strong.

In fact, his directorial ability is at best among the directors in China.

Definitely not up to the level of a top director.

Of course, although the director's skills are not high, Peng Hui has a good vision and good luck, and the box office has exceeded 10 billion all the way, which is also a very interesting thing.

There was only one aisle between Peng Hui and the woman with electric eyes.

So when she saw Peng Hui reading a book and the book "An Actor's Self-cultivation", the woman with electric eyes was a little surprised.

Feeling that the other party was looking at him, Peng Hui looked down strangely and asked with some confusion: "Is something wrong?"

"Sir...are you an artist?" Looking at Peng Hui, the woman with electric eyes was a little embarrassed, but she still asked directly.

"Yes." Peng Hui nodded and said with a smile.

"Ah, that's such a coincidence." The electric-eyed woman smiled and said, "Before I had children, I was also an artist."

"Oh?" Peng Hui was stunned and asked curiously: "Who is the teacher..."

"My surname is Lin, Lin Xilei. Haha, I'm not a teacher." The woman with electric eyes said with a smile.

"Uh - hello, hello." Although he didn't know who Lin Xilei was, Peng Hui said with an embarrassed smile.

"Mom, this guy is so hypocritical..." the child complained.

"Ha." Lin Xilei couldn't hold it back anymore. She suppressed her laughter, pinched her daughter's little face, and said angrily and funny: "Xinxin, don't be so rude!"

"But...but sorghum..." Xinxin pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

"You still said! Mom is angry!" Lin Xilei said with a serious face.

The little girl pursed her lips and stopped talking.

"Apologise to uncle."

"Shu...I'm sorry..." Although Xinxin was unhappy, she still apologized to Peng Hui.

"Haha, it doesn't matter." Peng Hui naturally wouldn't argue with children, and said with a smile: "My name is Xinxin? How old are you?"

"Uncle, I'm asking you, how old are you?" Lin Xilei pushed her silent daughter.

"Four years old..." the little girl said obediently.

"Haha, what a cute kid." Peng Hui smiled and asked curiously: "Teacher Lin, you are so beautiful, you must have been famous before, right?"

"Haha, how can it be true? Seventeen years after his debut, he is still just an unknown little actor." Lin Xilei said with a smile.
Chapter completed!