After transmigrating as a female supporting role, she swept the entertainment circle with her acting

Chapter 122 Pupil constriction is nothing more than this.

It was already night when Song Yuanyuan learned that Grandpa knew everything.

She called Song Chengcheng again, and after knowing everything about it, she hung up the phone, thought for a while, then tiptoed out of the room, and went straight to Meng Nanxi's room.

"Knock down."

Meng Nanxi, who was playing with her mobile phone under the quilt, looked up at the door, then at the sleeping baby bear, got up, put on a coat, walked to the door, opened the door, and saw Song Yuanyuan's figure.

"Teacher Song, are you looking for me?"

Meng Nanxi raised her eyebrows, and looked at Song Yuanyuan who was standing at the door of her room with a very surprised expression. It seemed that she had never thought that Song Yuanyuan would come to find her at night?

"Well, yes, do you have time for a chat?"

Song Yuanyuan still had a cold expression on her face, but if she looked carefully, she could find the unique tenderness in Song Yuanyuan's eyes.

It seemed that since seeing Meng Nanxi, the impetuous feeling in Song Yuanyuan's heart seemed to disappear. Song Yuanyuan subconsciously thought that this was the feeling between their relatives.

"Now?"

Meng Nanxi raised her eyebrows, and paused for a while with the hand holding the door, recalling the contact between herself and Song Yuanyuan in her mind, it seems that it is not enough to talk at night, right?

"Yes, now, is it convenient? I...I have something I want to ask you."

Song Yuanyuan was a little hesitant, but she always wanted to ask Meng Nanxi how she was doing these years.

"Okay, let's go to the lobby outside after I change clothes?"

Meng Nanxi nodded her head, as a response.

After a while, Meng Nanxi dressed neatly and left the room, and was led into a place without camera equipment by Song Yuanyuan.

"Meng Nanxi, I'm sorry, we met in this capacity, but I want to ask you, have you ever thought that your mother is from a big family?"

Song Yuanyuan doesn't know the culture at the dinner table. She has always said whatever she wants, and it is the same now.

"Huh? Teacher Song, what do you mean?"

Meng Nanxi narrowed her eyes, looked at Song Yuanyuan's small face, recalled what Song Yuanyuan said just now, and immediately felt a little ridiculous, "Mr. Song, do you always chat with others like this?"

"Meng Nanxi, I'm not joking with you, I just want to ask, did your mother ever tell you about her, such as her relatives?"

Knowing that asking Meng Nanxi like this must be confused, I am afraid she still thinks she is a little crazy, but for the sake of grandpa's peace of mind as soon as possible, Song Yuanyuan and Song Chengcheng thought for a long time, and then decided to explain these issues directly.

The Song family didn't bother to do things that were going on in the dark.

"No, according to my memory, there is nothing."

Meng Nanxi quickly reviewed the outline of the book she had read before. It was completely based on the fact that she was a vicious female supporting role. Afterwards, the house was directly burned by black fans, and she was buried in a fire. .

The affirmative answer Meng Nanxi gave did not reassure Song Yuanyuan. On the contrary, she leaned towards her nervously. She couldn't help but hold the tea cup on the table tightly with both hands, pursed her lips, and asked again: "Is your mother called Song Yunyun?"

Song Yunyun is really too old a name.

When she first started wearing books, she turned all her family upside down and knew the names of her parents. Although their Meng family was well-known and never lacked money since childhood, according to the Song family How could such a powerful family know her mother's name?
Perhaps it was because Meng Nanxi's expression was too serious, Song Yuanyuan immediately said: "I just want to ask, Meng Nanxi, have you never thought that your mother may also be from the Song family?"

"what?"

Meng Nanxi was surprised by Song Yuanyuan's words, her eyes widened, and even the water glass she had just put down had spilled a lot because of her shock.

Pupil constriction is nothing more than that.

"Mr. Song, does Mr. Song ask every person surnamed Song like this? Isn't that too child's play? Besides, maybe my mother and Mr. Song were in the same family in the previous life."

How could it be possible that Meng Nanxi, who was as smart as Meng Nanxi, did not understand the meaning of Song Yuanyuan's words, but she was more frightened than shocked.

This kind of thing is completely impossible.

How could black fans create such a family background for her?How could there be such a result?
Meng Nanxi's first reaction was that it was impossible. If this was not the novel world created by her previous black fans, she still felt that there was a slight possibility, mainly because Song Yuanyuan's expression was too sure and serious.

However, this novel was shaped by black fans, how is this possible?
"Meng Nanxi, you..."

"Okay, Mr. Song, if you want to ask these questions, I don't think my mother has anything to do with your family, and they are all dead, and I don't want to hear these things from other people's mouths .”

Meng Nanxi said in a flat tone, even looking at Song Yuanyuan with a little indifference, which was completely different from the previous attitude.

Song Yuanyuan didn't know that her words made Meng Nanxi look like a little hedgehog, but it also made her very embarrassed and at a loss.

"Wait a minute, Meng Nanxi."

Seeing that Meng Nanxi got up and was about to leave, Song Yuanyuan, who was in a mess in her mind, immediately got up and stopped Meng Nanxi's way: "Meng Nanxi, since you don't believe me, can you give me some of your hair? Or we can do a blood DNA test after recording the variety show."

Her voice was trembling and gentle, but only Song Yuanyuan knew that since Meng Nanxi didn't believe it, let the evidence tell her that her current thinking was wrong.

"DNA testing?"

Meng Nanxi raised her brows, as if she thought this was quite interesting, Song Yuanyuan, is everyone who might be related to them going to be tested?Dare to feel that the DNA testing income of the entire city A is supported by the entire Song family.

Ignoring Meng Nanxi's meaningful eyes, Song Yuanyuan asked again.

"Okay, I'll give it to you. If you can get rid of this idea, I'm more than happy."

Meng Nanxi pulled out her hair freely and handed it to Song Yuanyuan, her eyes were a little clear, her mouth was slightly pursed, and she looked indifferent as if she was not to be trifled with.

"Well, okay, I'll tell you when the result comes out."

Putting the hair into the sealed bag she carried with her, and then carefully putting it into the pocket, the whole person suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Anthracene, I hope you won't be disappointed when the time comes."

Meng Nanxi nodded, and then turned to leave. There was a little carelessness in her figure. Looking along the light, she could still find some subtle beauty.

Song Yuanyuan watched Meng Nanxi leave, and waited until she was completely out of sight, then turned on her mobile phone, took a photo of the hair she had collected in the family group, and wrote:

"I've got the hair. We'll do a DNA test separately. Meng Nanxi is very willing. I have a lot of hair. If you are in a hurry, you can send someone over to get it tomorrow."

After posting, Song Yuanyuan exited the page, put her hands in her pockets, and walked towards her room.

He didn't care how much attention he had just sent in the family group.

"Hair? Meng Nanxi's hair?"

"Where is Yuanyuan filming a variety show now? I'll be the first to go there tomorrow, no, I'll go there now, the night is full of dreams."

"Sister Yuanyuan is too powerful, so I've already got it."

"I also dragged the housekeeper to collect Dad's hair in the old house today, and the results will be available tomorrow."

"..."

Because of a hair, the family group that had no news all year round suddenly became chattering, and everyone was discussing today's protagonist, Meng Nanxi.

And what about Meng Nanxi?
After returning to the room, looking at the sleeping baby bear, twitching the corners of his mouth, and changing his pajamas, he lay down.

Meng Nanxi, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, all complaining that she couldn't fall asleep at all.

The Song family, the Song family, Song Yuanyuan?
No wonder, no wonder Song Yuanyuan's requirement for entering a variety show is to bring her with her. After all, according to Song Yuanyuan's status as a movie or TV drama star, it is difficult for the two of them to meet in a TV series or movie, so only variety shows are left.

Meng Nanxi suddenly chuckled, so Song Yuanyuan wanted to find an answer for her, so she handed over her ownership of the first variety show?

Thinking of this, Meng Nanxi suddenly felt that Song Yuanyuan seemed quite cute, and she would still act like this.

……

……

Early the next morning, before Meng Nanxi got up, she heard a loud noise outside. She thought it was the staff members doing something, so Meng Nanxi's drowsiness ran away.

The Song family outside the door had already come here, and after talking to Song Yuanyuan a few words, they began to look inward from time to time.

I only found out about Meng Nanxi from yesterday, but I didn’t have time to take a look at Meng Nanxi’s appearance, because I was in a hurry, and I never thought that I could view some photos of Meng Nanxi on the Internet, so I could only stand in the original place eagerly. Land, see if Meng Nanxi is about to come out?

Looking at their expressions, Song Yuanyuan couldn't help but support her forehead, her lips were pursed heavily, and there was a little helplessness in her eyes.

What kind of trouble are these people trying to make?
"Why don't you leave? Is there no rush for the appraisal report?"

Song Yuanyuan suppressed her temper, and asked in a good voice, but what she got was perfunctory from everyone, and Song Chengcheng said, "We can look at the photos on the Internet. When the appraisal results come out, let's come again. In today's time, we are surrounded here, and it is difficult for other directors to do it."

Song Chengcheng saw that the director next to him was about to break out in cold sweat, so he spoke immediately, not forgetting to wink at Song Yuanyuan.

"Well, I'll fix it here."

Song Yuanyuan sighed heavily, and finally made her promise.

Only then did everyone disperse, but the hair on their hands was well kept, and they wished they could fly to the identification department right now and conduct an identification as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)