He Is Warmer Than Time

Uncle Zhong nodded and said: "I'm staying in the office now. If your sister wants to use a car, I will go out with her. If I don't need a car, I will drink tea and read the newspaper in the hall downstairs. Xiao Ran, don't worry, Hai Tao has been told."

Song Ran let go. Yang Haitao is also the richest man in Haicheng in the future. It would be unreliable if he couldn't even consider this.

The next day, at Haiyuan Art School, Wen Huihui took a one-day physique class, and returned to the dormitory in a gloomy manner. The level of the teacher was too bad, and the qualifications of the classmates were very poor, which made her feel intolerable.

When this continues, when will she be in her early days? It has been a month since she entered the school, and no crew has ever seen her come in to choose a role.

She heard from the people in the dormitory that several costume drama crews had gone to the Haicheng Drama Academy and selected many students as supporting roles.

The supporting role is also a role. As long as she is given a chance, she promises to play the supporting role vividly. She is very good at seizing opportunities.

But now, no, nothing. Every day she can only mechanically listen to the lectures of the performance teachers who don't care at all, wondering how to go on the road in the future.

After all, it was the **** Song Ran who harmed her. If she hadn't been a stalker, she would have been a high-achieving student in Hai Opera. Maybe she had already entered a very promising crew and played a role that was important in the drama.

Bitch!

When she returned to the dormitory, the girl named Ye Mei who was in the same dormitory was walking in with a bag. Wen Huihui glanced at her contemptuously. She went out fooling around every day and didn’t go to class. She was dressed in a wicked manner, for fear. Others don't know that she is a sex, what world?

Ye Mei entered the dormitory triumphantly, and said to Wen Huihui: "Tell you good news."

Wen Huihui looked at her with a sad face: "What good news?"

Ye Mei's eyes beamed: "I'm going to make a TV series!"

Wen Huihui was so shocked that she almost missed it, and she confirmed in disbelief: "You said you are going to make a TV series?"

Ye Mei shrugged: "Yeah, that's the boss Han who picks me up at the back door of the school every day. He is rich. He is an investor in a drama and directly asked me to act as the number one girl."

Wen Huihui's heart has been swallowed up by the jealous ants, female number one? Why is she Ye Mei? Doesn't it mean that you will put on heavy makeup? After removing this heavy make-up, she is not as good-looking as she is. Is Boss Han blind?

What kind of world is this?

Ye Mei continued to stimulate her: "As soon as I came up, I was asked to act as the female number one. I was under a lot of pressure, for fear that I could not play well, Huihui, can you help me?

Wen Huihui forcibly endured her inner frenzy of jealousy, and acted like she was calm and gentle: "How can I help you?"

Ye Mei Qiao said with a smile: "Boss Han said, this is a costume drama. The heroine in the play is a noble concubine, and there is still a maid. You play my maid."

Wen Huihui gritted her teeth, maid? Let her act as a maid in the first play? Isn't this a bad thing? Moreover, in the same dormitory, she Ye Mei played the role of the imperial concubine, but asked her Wen Huihui to play the maid. How could she be willing?

But... this is indeed a rare and precious opportunity. If she is picky and unwilling to play a maid, then she doesn't know how long she will have to wait to meet such an opportunity.

She lost her teeth and swallowed blood, even if she abandoned the lower third-class role like 啝屣, she had to thank others for giving her such an opportunity.