Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion

  Chapter 225 Xi'er is the most important

  She has learned physiology lessons well, well, she knows the minimum process.

   Facing the man with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he said fiercely: "Be serious, don't be a hippy smile, and face our plan with a correct attitude."

   "Well, listen to what the lady said." The man rubbed the fluffy black hair on Nan Xi's head fondly.

Nan Xi pressed her arm and pressed it down, and said with a serious face: "Are you trying to do me? Every time you say serious, you never take action. You are so passive and slow, we can only complete the project in the year of the monkey and give it to the elders for acceptance? "

   "It turns out that Madam thinks I am being passive and sabotaged." He slid close to her angrily little face, and wrapped her affectionately. "Before I was afraid that Madam would have some reservations. It seems that I must be more serious in the future."

  Nan Xi's brain buzzed, and she subconsciously wanted to stay away from the man who used affectionate disguise like a wolf like a tiger.

   was able to escape and looked so weak, immediately raised his head sharply, and snorted with a hum: "I'm about to happen."

   held his face sideways for a few seconds under his fiery gaze, but unfortunately the aggressive masculine atmosphere had filled her around early, and everything he saw and heard was him, unavoidable.

   "Steward Zhong told me this afternoon." With a powerful hand, he held his tense to stiff shoulders and brought them into the arms, "Go to sleep, rest more if you feel uncomfortable."

  Nan Xi quietly blinked the half-cut Xingmu, rushing to Zhang Yichen's menacing look just now, she thought he would insist on doing bad things cruelly and inhumanly.

  Huang Yi would describe to her that she had nothing to do before. Jin Bing is sometimes particularly keen on special battlefields, so for Ren Feixia, who is easy-going and a bit dull, Huang Yi always feels almost emotional.

  Closed his eyes and shook his head to cast aside the dirty cranky, moved out of a formal attitude, looked at Zhang Yichen seriously, and asked: "Do you not like children?" If you don't like them, why do you want to ask for them? The CEO of dignified Tianyu shouldn't just try to take advantage of her.

  He squeezed her tightly, and kissed her deeply questioning eyes, "In my heart, Xi'er is the most important thing."

  Nan Xi may have lost too much blood, her brain is not very good, and she does not understand the conflict between her and her child. Had a master counted Zhang's family, and Zhang Yichen's generation had to keep children only? She is going to die young in the delivery room! ?

  Don’t have such a **** fate, shake your head again to shake off the inexplicable thoughts, and directly throw out the question: "I don’t conflict with my child, what are you worrying about?"

  Zhang Yichen held his breath for a few seconds, and the deep feeling in his eyes gradually made the biting ice freeze.

  "Are you anxious for your children just to fulfill the old man's wish?"

  Nan Xi didn’t change her complexion and her heart was not beating, she nodded without hesitation, and replied without any hesitation: "Yes."

   "So as to facilitate the completion of what I want to do." When I heard that in her visionary plan for the future, there were all the things she longed for, but without him, his heart seemed to be pierced by her with a knife and drained of blood.

  Looking at Zhang Yichen’s sudden face change, her bitter expression made her both surprised and at a loss, "I have the right to plan my own life."

   "Are you planning how to leave me soon?" Zhang Yichen asked in a low voice.

   "Where to follow!" Nan Xi got a headache with anger.

   Pushing away the hand he was holding on his shoulder, turning his back to the neurotic man. The thoughts that hadn't been considered for a long time let the rough open, and the unknown, panic and annoyed in my heart.

   "Xier, turn around."

Nan Xi vigorously slapped his hand on his shoulders, and drove him away: "Go away, I hate you. I will answer your question now. As you think I don't want you anymore, and I am angry every day. My side is again There is no shortage of cute and happy men, why should I leave you to feel wronged!"

   "Xi'er!" With a low growl, she was forced to turn her face back to him by him arbitrarily.

  Unable to break away from his shackles, Nan Xi's anxiety accumulated to the extreme, and she bit her unreasonable arm in an explosive manner. The smell of sweet blood filled his mouth, but he tightened his embrace even more.

  I forgot to bite and fell asleep. In the morning, I opened my eyes and there was no one around me, and I ended up relaxing.

  Without two seconds of leisure, her gaze inadvertently froze on the blood stains, and the thin, warm silk made her breathless.

  After having breakfast, I checked the precautions for the scar with Sakura, and got in the car driven by Xiao Li and went to Zhao Yu’s appointment.

  There is more Huang Yi in the car, chatting endlessly, as if the two have not seen each other in a few years. I didn't care about the appearance of Nan Xi's six gods without a master, and only a few ‘oh, uh, ah’ responded to her.

  Daben Business drove into the underground parking lot of Fengqiwu Tea House. Huang Yi asked excitedly: "I will see Zhao Yu later, what do I need to pay attention to?" Gearing up for battle at any time.

  Nan Xi held her head with one hand, looked out the window, and said shallowly: "No."

   "I need to remain silent, right." Huang Yi understood by herself, "Let's stay the same and respond to changes."

  Nan Xi nodded, tacitly acquiescing to the nonsense understanding, but please be clear in her ears.

  The car stopped in front of the direct elevator, and Nan Xi took the bodyguard and Huang Yi into the elevator.

  Arrived at the corresponding floor, and the welcome lady at the door respectfully led the way for them.

  When she came to the reserved box, the welcome lady knocked on the door. After getting permission, he opened the door with both hands. Duoduo and Zhao Yu sat down at the solid wood tea table, nodding slightly to several people, which was in sharp contrast to the enthusiasm of Miss Yingbin.

  Huang Yi turned around to thank Miss Yingbin, and exclaimed: "I will notify you if you need anything, so don't bother easily."

   "Okay." Miss Yingbin closed the door, leaving room for absolutely private conversation.

  Nan Xi's black silk Jin Xiufeng cheongsam gracefully walked across from Zhao Yu and sat on the futon.

  She chose cheongsam for two reasons, so she can inadvertently reveal a little bit of ‘wound’ on her knees when she walks around, so that the other party can confirm it. Secondly, the aunt was afraid that the conversation would take too long the next day. In case of unlucky special circumstances, at least it is more covering than wearing light-colored clothes.

  "Hello, Mr. Zhao, it's been a long time." As a junior, Nan Xi's proactive greeting is the basic etiquette.

   "Hmm." Zhao Yu answered casually, without raising his eyes, shaking the tea cup in his hand, taking a sip.

   Duoduo handed her hand over and shook her, politely said: "Nan Xi, hello."

  Haven't seen pouring tea for her, showing an attitude that his eyes were higher than hers.

  Huang Yi was a little angry when she saw this, but because of the direct contact between herself and her little ancestor, she became angry. Sitting next to Nan Xi, help her pour tea. The eldest bodyguard stood upright at the door to prevent unrelated people from entering.

Following Zhao Yu’s appearance, Nan Xi served a cup of tea and sighed: “The Guzhang Maojian before Ming Dynasty is not bad. The bitter aftertaste is endless in the mouth. It’s a pity that the old tea from last year is available, although there is a step to wash the tea. , But the fault is that you should not wash the tea with hot water. Washing tea is to remove dust and dirt, not to wash away more tea fragrance."

  A remark aroused Zhao Yu's interest. He looked at the assistants who were in charge of making tea around him. He looked at him with a guilty conscience. He did not dare to look at him, which indirectly proved that what Nan Xi said was true.

  Zhao Yu poured out the cup of tea with his backhand, squinted a lot of indifference, and ordered: "Re-bubble."

   "Yes, Mr. Zhao." Duoduo's attitude at this time was very different from when Nan Xi and the others first entered the door. The fake tiger's fox did not have time to complete a circle and was forced to clamp its tail.

  Nan Xi stared at Duoduo calmly, not afraid that his eyes would be too straightforward, which would cause the two of them to be embarrassed.

  Zhao Yu was not in a hurry, she accompanied her quietly until the new tea was poured, Zhao Yu took the teacup and sipped her mouth, showing a little satisfied look.

Hold the cup firmly and look at Nan Xi, don't sigh deeply, "Hey, Chen Moucen has collected a plastic and talented jade, so why don't you know how to cherish it. Xiao Xi, it's not that I rely on the old and sell the old, and say something that is unacceptable. When Chen Moucen was retiring, I helped to make a sentence or two for several members of Tianyu's nationalities, and thus won the batch number."

Nan Xi took a lot of tea, took a little sip, put the cup on the table between her hands, smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your care." Let Tianyu send out more than tens of millions of pieces for four Republican movies. present.

"You're welcome, don't worry, I am more stubborn and talkative than the old man. Look at me, I have always been art first, as long as the subject matter of the film is good enough and the meaning is deep enough, I don't have as many rules as him, and I absolutely take pains to help take care of it. . You say yes? Xiao Xi."

  Zhao Yu has a kind face and a lovely smile.

  Zhao Yu has a decent appearance, and Nan Xi’s etiquette will of course not be lost. The official smile is like a permanent inlay, always hanging around the corner of his mouth, on the contrary, it is far more sincere than Zhao Yupi's smile.

"Your contribution to culture and art is worth learning from each of our younger generations." Leaving aside the things he accepted to serve his own interests, Zhao Yu's works are in fact a group of their own, and they can definitely be called a master, otherwise they will not be honored again and again. National news report.

  In the era where you can write scribbles when you have a pen, and you can be a keyboard man when you have the Internet. The fact that he can restore history through the film without making mistakes is of great significance, which is better than too many foolish film and television people and media people.

  Most film and television works are produced by launching traffic stars or entertaining audiences. It is normal, but the drama must convey the correct information.

  The reason why the radio and television banned the broadcasting of dramas such as crossing is mainly because there are too many historical bridges in which it is easy to affect people's basic knowledge and cognition, especially children.

   Nan Xi's heartfelt appreciation, Zhao Yu thought she also agreed with his depreciation of Chen Moucen.

I put down the shelf for a few minutes, and said in a good mood: "I know that you need me to guide the work of "Fei Shuang Streaming Light Sword". I just said that I have always liked to support good things. I can go and guide. , But I have a request."

  Huang Yi touched Nan Xi's leg under the table, suggesting that she beware of the lion's opening.

  She calmly touched Huang Yi back to make her feel relieved.

She probably guessed what Zhao Yu's heart was. Since the other party didn't want to listen to her expressing needs, she simply bypassed the other party's words and said straightforwardly: "Don't worry, we will come with you, no matter the opening or the end of the film, we will set aside a few frames for you. ."

  Zhao Yu squeezed the cup with two fingers, and the smile between his eyebrows finally showed a little more real emotion, "Since your chief director has determined, I will make it by a director."

  "Okay, the cultural guide will give you a special note here." Nan Xishun agreed.

  But the well-behaved words could not be exchanged for the continuation of Zhao Yu's good mood, his smile froze on his face for a few seconds, and he forgot the expression management he should have. Originally, he was only polite, and forced Nan Xi to take the initiative to say what the chief director had given him with retreat as an advance.

He believed that Yin Nanxi’s mind would not fail to hear the profound meaning of his words, let alone the consequences of failing to hear the words, but she still read it out, proving that the director in her heart is still left to the immortal. Stubborn!

  Sprinkled good tea in the cup, handed it to the assistant nearby, and shouted in a low voice: "It's cold and pours heavily."

   "Yes." Duoduo did not dare to delay, took it with both hands, poured the freshly brewed tea carefully, and held it to Zhao Yu's hand, "Please."

  Zhao Yu raised his hand and overturned the teacup, and cursed mercilessly: "Your dry mule has changed? If you don't understand human words, I will let you fall again."

   "Okay." Duoduo took back the tea cup tremblingly, and made tea again with the cumbersome process.

  Huang Yi heard the other party's accusations, but she didn't believe that Nan Xi hadn't noticed it, but Nan Xi's face was as calm as water, and she could dig out a bit of excitement.

   When Zhao Yu turned to face Nan Xi, the harshness ceased to exist, and he assumed a kindly appearance as usual, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Xi, it seems that your film has encountered a historical problem."

  Nan Xi seemed to see that the other party was about to ridicule the "Frost and Frost Streaming Light Sword" as being a fairy, and he was climbing high in history.

   Blinking agile Xingmiao, he preemptively said sincerely: "You know that our IP belongs to the class of immortals, so you need the help of teachers who understand the "Shan Hai Jing". I don't know if you have any research on the "Shan Hai Jing"?"

  Zhao Yu originally planned to say that what she cares about is worthless, but he didn't expect Nan Xi to fight against General.

  This means that if he pushes things away, no matter what the facts are, he will leave people with stage fright. If the words were answered, wouldn't it be Nan Xi's way.

"Hahaha, Xiao Xi, who do you think you are talking to? You are a smarter boy, but this time you think about things from the wrong angle." Zhao Yu suppressed Nan Xi as an elder. Questions about "understanding politeness".

  Nan Xi understands that Zhao Yu is implying that she should be thinking about fawning on him and inviting him instead of thinking about his qualifications.

  Nan Xi nodded earnestly, and said: "I know your achievements in history, almost no one in the country can match. But we belong to the miscellaneous category of history, and I am afraid of tarnishing your name."

  Old and young foxes fight with each other, and Huang Yi said it was wonderful.

  First to praise and then to demote Zhao Yu's heart ready to grab all the lines, making Zhao Yu's temper completely unpretentious.

He slapped it on the table and shouted: "Honestly, did Chen Moucen make you disgust me? Asking me to show me is a guise, but it's actually playing tricks on me! I want to try if I feel about the things in your hands. I'm interested. I can tell you, Nan Xi, when I was a lecturer in Qingbei, I received a few unsuccessful apprentices. It just so happens that they have a deep research on the "Shan Hai Jing", and there are several well-known analytical papers on the Internet. From their hands."

Seeing Nan Xi anxiously about to explain, Zhao Yu sneered: "You and your master have put your attitudes right, think about how to invite me, play less with some disgusting people. Go back and tell your master, When will he be able to beat me in the domestic awards, come to me again! Don’t take a few tricks of shooting methods, after screaming abroad, come back and pretend to be like me, I don’t eat that set. what!"

  Nan Xi frowned her eyebrows with a grievance, and said dumbly: "Don't get excited, just listen to me."

  (End of this chapter)