My Cold Wife - Chapter 248

“Besides, who knows if he’s using software?” Fang Kexin took the mobile phone, opened the contact, and found the director’s phone after a circle.

Xia Xing saw that she was going to make a phone call, and she said: “you call slowly. I may have drunk a little too much barley tea just now. I’ll have a bad stomach. I’ll go to the bathroom first.”

“Well.” Fang Kexin looked at her back and said, “you worry, their bathroom is on the first floor.” When the conversation was over, the phone was put through. “Hello, is that director Zhang? I’m kefang. You… ”

After Xia Xing closes the door, she doesn’t hear what she says after Fang Kexin.

Maybe it’s because Xia Xing and Fang Kexin went into the store while chatting, so she didn’t find it before. Now she has the feeling of appreciating the store by herself. She finds that although the store is not big, it’s all decorated in Japanese style, and many details show that the owner is one People with very unique taste, in such a prosperous street in Z City, such a Japanese style shop, it seems to be in a quiet mountain, quite a kind of alternative carefree.

Xia Xing comes out from the bathroom, her eyes suddenly glance at a decoration on her side.

It was a display cabinet made up of a row of Japanese dolls. Each layer was filled with Japanese dolls of the same size. Each of them was dressed in exquisite and beautiful kimonos, and a small red dot was spotted on both sides of his cheek. It looked strange. It was like the blue fat man was scared out of his wits when he saw the mouse in Dora’s dream.

Think of here Xia Xing inexplicably feel funny.

She studied the little kimono dolls on the upper and lower floors. She guessed that Fang Kexin had already talked about it. When she was ready to go back to the box, she found a new ornament behind the stairs. This time, it was Miffy rabbit.

Miffy rabbit is not like kimono dolls, one by one neatly placed in the exhibition cabinet, but on the table.

Xia Xing looked at the cotton puppet and stretched out his hand uncontrollably. The next second, the soft feeling came from his fingertips. Xia Xing, who was cold because of the air in the store, felt a lot warmer at this moment.

She Lengleng looked at the rabbit, Red Cross embroidered mouth, repeatedly smile at her.

This kind of feeling makes Xia Xing shiver inexplicably. She takes back her hand, looks around and turns to the box on the second floor, but a strange feeling emerges in her heart.

She remembers that she didn’t like plush toys.

But just now

“Master Xu?”

On a chair in the corner of the first floor, the man was reminded by the waiter’s whispering voice. A flash of embarrassment flashed through his eyes. He handed back the menu he had taken for a long time to the waiter, and then casually ordered a few dishes and a pot of sake.

What’s going on.

Are they really sisters?

Xu Jinnian thought of Xia Xing’s preoccupation when he looked at Mifei rabbit, as if he saw that when Rongrong wanted to buy Mifei rabbit from him, he got a waiter.

In the box, when Xia Xing went back, Fang Kexin had already finished the phone call. Seeing Xia Xing come in, he frowned and said, “why did you go so long? I thought you fell in.”

“Not yet?” Xia Xing listens to the displeasure in Fang Kexin’s tone and asks with a good temper: “the director Zhang you just called, how did he reply to you?”

“It’s ok if you don’t mention it. I get angry when you mention it. Do you know what she said?” Fang Kexin sat cross legged in her seat, waiting for Xia Xing to sit opposite her, then he said: “he said that in the TV series adapted from novels, what’s the final person’s design depends on the editor’s adaptation. At this stage, Shen Qian is the most suitable person to play Fang Xi.”

When Fang Kexin said this, he felt as if he was really angry. He stretched out his hand and slapped himself on the chest, trying to get angry. “I really mean, when I saw my cousin Shen Qian’s audition film in the actor audition, it was because of her temperament and my portrait of LAN Ke. Now the dog director even said that it was suitable for LAN Ke in the original work and the script adapted by the screenwriter With Fang Xi’s temperament, I’ve really dug up the ancestral grave of him and the screenwriter. When the time comes, it will be filmed. The Party of the original work will surely come to me to complain about the mess of the adaptation. It’s really good for them. I’ll be responsible for it, isn’t it? ”

Xia Xing looked at the more said the more angry Fang Kexin, took the initiative to get up and sit next to her, but never spoke a word.

It’s not that Xia Xing doesn’t want to speak, but what Fang Kexin says now is a field she doesn’t understand. She not only gives Fang Kexin company, but also gives Fang Kexin some advice or answers with her own little knowledge, which is very likely to make Fang Kexin more angry or set him on fire. This is what she doesn’t want to see.

She never does business at a loss.

be completely indifferent to damn, and as if he has been used to it, he continues to make complaints about it: “Mom, when I said last, the dog day’s stuff still said that I had no commercial value in writing, so I needed to make a big change in the screenwriter. It was really digging his ancestral grave. He could say so, he could write a book to make a TV play. Is this kind of standing and talking without backache popular among most people? “The language closes, square can heart side head, from the box of one side again took a pair of disposable gloves to come out, put on two hands, while eating, at the same time continue to ask toward Xia Xing: “small star, you are not the day after tomorrow when shooting the first episode, will go to the scene to observe.”

“Well.” Xia Xing nodded and looked at her bolt on the jujube. She couldn’t help frowning and said, “you eat slowly. Now you’re still angry. It’s easy to get fat if you eat so quickly. It’s also easy to choke.”

“It’s OK. These are all the animals of that dog day. I’ll eat them all according to the famous saying of” who knows, every grain of Chinese food is hard! ” Fang Kexin said, conveniently picked up a crab meat roll, into the mouth at the same time, with teeth force bite.

Xia Xing looked at her eating suddenly rude look, and then with his hand on the forehead, said: “OK, you’re happy, I’ll pour you tea.”

“Well.” Fang Kexin nodded, stuttering harder than one mouthful, “Xiaoxing, when you go to the cast on Monday, if possible, you must take a picture of the director of that dog day for me.”

“What are you doing?” Xia Xing looks at her like a mantis, robbing all the food in a small dish and swallowing a mouthful of saliva.