just kiss me

Chapter 93
Song Miao bent her lips and smiled, and followed her to the east side of the canal.

……

The next day.

Sound crossing.

After Song Miao punched, Liu Yin put Chang An's mobile phone number in front of her, "Hey, private number, you can harass."

Song Miao glanced at the number, took off his boxing gloves and nestled on the sofa by the window and said, "Zhou Xian invited me to sign with Kuangshi as an actor, what do you think?"

Liu Yin was slightly startled, then squeezed to her side and asked with a smile, "Then will I have a girlfriend who gets rich in the future?"

She hugged her and rubbed her shoulders, "The rich woman begs for support."

"You know my problem." Song Miao stretched his arms to let her lean into his arms, "I have to spend some time remembering all the basic colors, you help me."

Liu Yin nodded, "It's easy, I'm ready, I'm ready to tell you."

Song Miao nodded, lazily nestled with her, his eyes drifted away, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Vanco went downstairs, seeing the two of them getting tired of being together, he coughed lightly and asked, "Would you like to take Shen Yan to dance practice with me?"

Liu Yin asked.

Liu Yin blocked his ears and pretended to be dead.

Song Miao pushed her away and said, "Let's go, let me be quiet for a while."

Liu Yin pouted, and walked out with Vanco on his shoulders.

After the studio was quiet, she dialed Changan's private number and waited for him to answer.

He didn't answer.

Song Miao called a few times in a row, but when no one answered, she edited a text message and sent it. After the sender slid on the sofa with her arms around her arms, she closed her eyes and waited.

Twenty minutes later, Chang An called.

She picked it up, "Hi, regular team."

"Song Miao?" Chang An thought of her entanglement with Xing Shao, and didn't want to contact her very much, "Is there something wrong?"

"Meet me, come pick me up. Yindu Studio."

Chang An frowned, reluctantly hummed and hung up the phone.

More than an hour later, Chang An brought Xing Shao to the door.

When Song Miao got into his car, he glanced at the co-pilot and said softly: "Chang Que, what I want to say is not very suitable for idlers to listen to."

Chang An glanced at the co-pilot, and coughed lightly to signal him to get out of the car.

Xing Shao got out of the car expressionlessly, and the door was slammed shut.

The carriage was quiet, and Song Miaocai said: "After Song Haisheng was attacked, my house was turned over. The regular team should take people to search."

"Do you think Song Haisheng's injury has other secrets behind it?"

Song Miao nodded, "This matter is the responsibility of the regular team. I only provide questions. I don't live there anymore. I give you the key, and you can check it."

She put down the keys, opened the door and got out of the car.

"Hey, Song Miao, off-topic." Chang An turned off the central lock and stopped her, "You and A Shao, I hope you give him a chance. Back then he was overly stimulated by his mother's death. Great, give him a chance to apologize."

"Chang Dui said it lightly." Song Miao raised his foot and was about to kick the door, "I have nothing to do with him anymore, don't use your thoughts to judge our relationship."

thump—

She kicked the glass, reached out to open the car door, got out of the car, and left without looking back.

Chang An pursed her lips, glanced at the person sitting in the co-pilot, and didn't know how to persuade him.

Too quiet, too calm.

Just like the calm before the storm.

"Go to Mo Yan to pick up the car."

A cold sentence, nothing to say.

Chang An secretly clicked his tongue, started the car and asked, "You really only punched Song Haisheng that day, nothing else? Didn't you hear any other sounds?"

Xing Shao didn't speak, just bowed his head to hear the news.

Chang An: "..."

……

For a few days, Song Miao stayed in Yindu to exercise his color interests.

Although she can't distinguish the colors, but the shades are different, she remembers slowly, but she can remember some.

A week later, Liu Yin tested her with a bunch of colored cards, and she was able to distinguish the three colors of red, yellow and blue.

When Zhou Xian invited her to visit the shooting base, she wanted to see if she could distinguish the moving colors, and she agreed.

Jincheng film and television base.

Song Miao put on her mask and followed her to the crew of "Against the Wind", her eyes casually glanced at the surrounding colors, then grabbed Zhou Xian's arm and said, "I want to take a photo with the actor in the red costume, is that okay?"

Seeing that she was interested in this place, Zhou Xian nodded quickly and said, "That's Ling Jiushu, a rock singer. She's worse than Shen Yan, but the market is also very good. Let's go and get to know her."

She raised her hand and greeted Ling Jiushu's assistant with a smile, "Xiaotian."

Ling Jiushu turned his head first, saw her, and quickly nodded with a smile: "Sister Xian."

Zhou Xian nodded, pulled Song Miao over and said, "Before I saw Brother Qianhe was in Caini, I wanted to introduce him to the treasure that Shen Yan just dug, but I never found a chance. I didn't expect to meet you here. The one is the arranger Shen Yan, she wants to take a photo with you."

Zhou Xian pushed Song Miao beside him to take out the phone, and said with a gentle smile, "If it's convenient, you can leave a contact information, she just happens to be idle."

Ling Jiushu narrowed his eyes at the tall black figure beside him, with doubts in his eyebrows and eyes, unable to refute Zhou Xian's face, nodded and smiled and said: "People who are praised by both Sister Xian and Brother Shen Yan are naturally very good."

He waved to his assistant and signaled him to add WeChat.

Song Miao glanced at Zhou Xian, unable to refuse, took out her phone and added WeChat, and said, "Sister Xian, let's go to the production team first."

Zhou Xian nodded, said some polite words to Ling Jiushu, and led the people away.

After Song Miao was sure that he could distinguish the moving colors, he felt relieved. After arriving at the crew of "Against the Wind", he followed Zhou Xian to meet the director, producer, and martial arts instructor, and was placed in a corner to watch them filming.

As long as she decides to do something, she must put in [-]% of her effort, so she only moved when the production team ended.

Learn from others' strengths and make up for her shortcomings. There is no one who knows how to learn better than her.

Zhou Xian finished politely with the director and was about to take her away, but was stopped by the producer.

"Xiaoxian, is this a newcomer?" The female producer stared at Song Miao's captivating amber fox eyes and asked with a smile, "I never heard that Kuangshi has signed a newcomer."

Zhou Xian smiled lightly, stood in front of Song Miao and said: "The child at home is not taken care of, and I and I are not in this business. Sister Yang flatters me."

Yang Yan nodded, looked at Song Miao more and smiled and said, "Then you are busy, I have something to do."

Zhou Xian watched her leave with a smile, and when he turned around, his smile disappeared instantly, and he walked out with his arms around Song Miao like he was protecting a little chicken.

Song Miao glanced at the hands on her waist, folded her arms and said coldly, "Sister Xian, I don't know how to run."

"It doesn't matter whether you run or not. I made a mistake today. I shouldn't have brought you here. Next time you come to the set, change the color of your eyes, or you will always be stared at. I don't worry."

Song Miao shrugged, agreeing with her proposal.

After the two left the set, Song Miao received a call from Chang An.

Tell her to call back on the east side of the canal.

Song Miao hummed, told Zhou Xian the address, and rested near the co-pilot.

……

Six o'clock in the evening.

East of the canal.

When Song Miao went upstairs, he met a man leaning on the iron gate.

Seeing her, Xing Shao took a step back to make way for her, without saying a word.

Song Miao knocked on the door of his own house indifferently, and said softly, "Chang Dui, I'm here."

　A few minutes late, a lazy dog ​​at work shouldn't make promises.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)