Finally absorbed new knowledge in acting. Yun Xiangxiang was very excited. The smile on her face could not be hidden at all. When she got home, she was seen by Song Mian and couldn't help but wonder what made her so happy.

"I'm today..." Yun Xiangxiang likes to share every detail of life with Song Mian.

Song Mian looked at her as if a starlight had fallen in her eyes, and it kept flashing as her long raised eyelashes stirred.

I know how happy she is now, and how passionate she loves acting.

Only when you really like something that is irreplaceable can you be happy because you have made some progress in this thing.

He also strengthened his confidence in allowing her to pursue her career. Even if there will be such unstoppable storms on the road, there will inevitably be roadblocks he missed.

Maybe she will be eroded or even fall down somewhere, but the hot light in her heart will never go out.

This is the life that will live up to life.

"By the way, I won't be back tomorrow night. The day after tomorrow I will attend the anniversary of the Star Age, and then I will leave the imperial capital, but the next place to film." Yun Xiangyao blinked his eyes and stared at him earnestly.

Song Mian fully understood the meaning of those talking eyes.

His eyes swept over her hands, and after almost a month of recuperation, he had already started to re-grow his nails, so he nodded: "I'll arrange my itinerary and set off with you in two days."

It's just that she is going to the next filming location, and he should deal with the matter at the end of the year, after all, it's already November.

"I will take good care of myself at home and wait for you to come back." Yun Xiangyan bent his eyebrows.

Song Mian is waiting for her at home every day like this. Yun Xiang thought that although he could see him every time he came back, he would feel very happy.

I also know that he doesn't do anything every day, but he still has remote meetings and deals with things, but he feels a little guilty inexplicably.

After these days, Yun Xiangyao really realized why Song Mian didn't want to marry a woman who was waiting for him at home. That feeling was really uncomfortable.

Song Mian left, she would definitely miss him, but there was no guilt in this kind of longing.

Of course, if Song Mian herself was not obsessed with something, she would not think so. But he did have something to do by himself, and it was for her that he delayed it. Yun Xiangying naturally felt heavy.

Song Mian did not miss Yun Xiangxii's relief, but said: "Tomorrow night, I will also go to see a friend."

Yun Jing:...

This is a bit familiar. Last time she was invited to dinner by Hou Chengjue, Song Mian seemed to say the same.

At that time, she didn't think much about it, and she was complacent and didn't have to throw Song Mian at home. As a result, Song Mian also went to Hou Chengjue's house as a guest.

When Song Mian was surprised at Shangyun Xiangxiang's suspicious gaze, he stretched out his hand and pointed her nose: "No matter how powerful I am, I have not installed a wiretap machine on you, where can I know who you are going to meet tomorrow?"

"Don't argue, you are a person with a criminal record!" Yun Xiangyao snorted twice.

"That's not a criminal record. The last time you went to Hou Chengjue's house, it was the thread I asked him to pull him." Song Mian admitted directly.

This time it was not his leadership, so naturally I would not meet each other. Moreover, the person who arranged for dinner this time was He Wei.

Yun Xiang thought it made sense, so he began to wonder again: "Who are you going to meet?"

"A young talent." Song Mian deliberately thought about his appetite.

"It is definitely extraordinary to be able to say these four words to you." Song Mian rarely recognizes a person's ability, let alone praise.

Song Mian didn't say anything more. In front of his girlfriend, it was unnecessary to say that a young and successful man was not necessary.

But Song Mian and Yun never thought about it that there was such a coincidence in this world.

He Wei ordered a very low-key Chinese restaurant, which was also built by the courtyard, but it was not the place where Wu Zhao was invited last time.

When I first saw the commemoration, Yun Xiangying only thought of four words: noble and cold.

She wore a sleeveless lapel shirt dress, with a grand beige color, neat tailoring and lines of the skirt, showing her beautiful figure to the fullest. She wore a pair of metallic shoes, which was very fashionable. The big burgundy waves were all dispersed from one side, giving her a little more charm and sexy.

Her facial features are not stunning at first glance, but her temperament is indescribable.

"Hello, memorial." Memorial walked to them and reached out to the cloud to think about it.

Just straightforward, Yun Xiangyao could only reach out: "Hello Yun Xiangyao."

Memorial nodded and sat down: "I thought I would meet the master today."

It refers to Xue Yu and Xu Zi, after all, they are the people she helped.

"Sister Xu also wants to see you, but she has something to do today, so senior brother will accompany her." Yun Xiangyao quickly explained.

Memorial nodded: "It's okay, I actually just want to gather with my friends."

As he said that, Ji Meng smiled and looked at He Weiyi.

This look was clear and calm, and there was no ambiguity between memorial and He Wei, who was purely a friend of the opposite sex.

"I know you don't want to talk about work, but my little husband is curious about how this matter went so smoothly." He Wei was a little helpless.

Memorial's eyes were full of deep meaning, and looked at He Wei and Yun, and finally smiled: "Actually, this matter is very simple."

"It's not simple." Yun Xiang thought it was just a simple matter.

"It's very simple." The commemorative took out three cups from the side and lined up in a row. "Party, the public, the media, these are the three cores that public relations need to deal with."

The fingers with dark red nail polish are very beautiful. She gently introduced: "First of all, the media, they are the diggers and disseminators of events, and the most taboo thing is to slap them in the face and deny them. Unless the news they dig is really fictitious.

Even if it is possible, it is best not to confront them head-on. You are just porcelain bottles, they are stones, and there is no benefit to you. The media only wants news, so give them something to write.

Let them know that there is a market that is not a scandal, and beautiful fairy tales are also popular. At the same time, they will never be scolded by their idol fans, but will be praised and recognized."

Yun Xiangying suddenly realized: "So the initial sweet report between Senior Brother and Xu Zi is also yours!"

Because someone cut the cake first and tasted the sweetness, others, without any factual basis, would rather follow the trend and share the cake than be scolded to reduce their credibility.
Chapter completed!