After wearing the book, she became a villain and drama boss

Chapter 12 I realized a philosophy of life!
An Lan's pretty face was gloomy and ugly at the moment, she said with a suppressed smile, "I don't mind, then I'll go first."

After speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry, as if there was a terrifying evil ghost behind him.

"Yaoyao, why do you feel that An Lan's attitude towards you is a bit strange?" Hua Qiyuan said suspiciously.

Tang Yaoyao walked into the elevator, and Hua Qiyuan also hurried in.

"Oh? How should I say it?" Tang Yaoyao smiled.

Hua Qiyuan pondered for a while, and she said: "I just feel that An Lan used to pretend to be big when she saw us, and every time she saw you, she looked like she wanted to scratch your face. But She seemed to be afraid of you when she saw you just now."

Tang Yaoyao leaned lazily on the elevator, her eyebrows raised, Hua Qiyuan has good observation skills, she said casually: "Maybe she did something wrong."

The two talked and laughed and went down to the first floor, then took a taxi back to the villa.

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Two days later, the director personally called Tang Yaoyao, saying that he had specially selected a few scripts and asked them to go to the company to see which ones they liked, and they could audition.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Yaoyao and Hua Qiyuan came to Hansi Entertainment Company by phone again, and Hua Qiyuan's whole expression looked unloved.

"Over the past few days, I have realized a philosophy of life!" Hua Qiyuan looked coldly at the high-rise building of Hansi Entertainment Company.

Tang Yaoyao looked at her expression and asked amusedly, "What philosophy?"

Hua Qiyuan lowered her head and sighed, "You can't have both, poor and single!"

Tang Yaoyao couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Have you been like this all day?"

"What kind?" Hua Qiyuan was a little dazed when Tang Yaoyao asked her.

"Talk the truth all day long! By the way, why are your cheeks so red today?" The corners of Tang Yaoyao's bright red mouth rose wantonly, and she stared at Hua Qiyuan's cheeks left and right.

"Oh, that's right, I slapped myself twice before going out, and I saved money for blush. Am I smart?" Hua Qiyuan had an expression on my face that I was so smart.

Sugar Yaoyao: "..." Is it okay?

"Are we really that poor?"

"That's for sure. If the northwest wind didn't blow, I would have starved to death. Occasional sandstorms are considered extra meals." Hua Qiyuan looked at Tang Yaoyao with an expression that made you think otherwise.

Sugar Yaoyao: "..." Hehehe.

Tang Yaoyao was completely convinced by Hua Qiyuan's strange brain circuit. In order to prevent her from telling any earth-shattering truths, she hurriedly dragged her in and took the elevator to the director's office.

The two went up to the fifteenth floor, came to the director's office and knocked on the door, and then saw the director hurriedly opened the door himself, and said with a smile on his face: "Yaoyao, Qiyuan, come in quickly , what do you want to drink? I'll pour it for you."

Tang Yaoyao came in and sat down directly on the sofa, her whole body exuded a noble and domineering aura.

She lazily brushed her long rose-purple curly hair, and said casually: "You don't need to drink, director, you should show us the script."

The girl on the sofa had long rose-purple hair, and her facial features were exquisite and evil. She was lazy but seemed dangerous and deadly.

(End of this chapter)