Poor little girl dressed as a wealthy little wife

"I'm not a coward, I'm just afraid that reading the script will disturb the people in the dormitory..." Bai Xingyin held the can of hot milk, "I'm going to join the filming team tomorrow morning. I heard that this script was written by Mr. Shao. Chosen?"

"What? You don't like it?" Shao Hansheng didn't read the script either, but just listened to Brother Qin talk about the character design, and thought that Bai Xingyin could be trained.

"I don't think it looks like it at all." Bai Xingyin knew that if there was a film to make money, he shouldn't be picky, but he shrank a little, "I'm a newcomer who has never acted before, and I still want to act." For such a challenging role, I was afraid that I would be scolded and cried by the director on the first day, then rejected by the whole crew on the second day, and driven back by the crew after a few words on the third day.

Then Mr. Shao put pressure on the crew as an investor and asked me to go back and continue filming. Then after the broadcast started, I was hacked by the whole network, saying that my eyes were blind like a blind person, and my facial expression was stiff like plastic surgery. It's..."

Shao Hansheng shook his head helplessly, "First, although you are a newcomer, the director is very good, and even the poorest acting skills can be trained to play super long in his hands. Second, I am not an investor, I just follow The director is very familiar."

"You're not an investor, that's the end..." Bai Xingyin looked at Shao Hansheng pitifully, "Does what you said that day still count?"

"I've said a lot, which one are you referring to?" Shao Hansheng took the script when he asked him. He had mistakenly believed Brother Qin once before, but this time he was a little worried that the script that Brother Qin chose would not work.

He wants to see it for himself and give Bai Xing a check.

He flipped through the script and saw the character design and lines of this character. There were too many swear words, but the character design was similar to what Brother Qin described to him. A little bit of grievance, and he is also very talkative, so many lines here that even Shao Hansheng can't reply.

If Bai Xingyin had learned this skill, he would never be bullied again.

He closed the script, looked up at Bai Xingyin, Bai Xingyin seemed to be struggling with something.

"What exactly do you want to ask?" Shao Han asked him in a voice.

"That's right, that day you said that I could marry you and make a useless vase, does that still count?" Bai Xingyin mustered up the courage to ask, "I'll marry you, will you give me pocket money every month? Will you pay me five insurances and one housing fund?"

"Do you regard marriage as a job? Do you think being a rich wife is so leisurely? Can you socialize? Can you get along well with other rich wives and become my help? Can you keep the house in order? You don't need to do the housework, but will you take care of a dozen servants, a housekeeper, several drivers, gardeners, security guards, cooks, etc. at home?" Before Shao Hansheng could say the next item, he saw Bai Xingyin fainted.

"I just want to get married because I don't want to socialize. Why does getting married feel more complicated than work? What about being a vase?" Bai Xing asked heartily. Could it be that only after the posthumous photos are hung on the wall will you not be tired again?

"Compared to getting something for nothing, I hope you can shine through your own efforts." Shao Hansheng has always wanted to pull Bai Xing forward and make him a better person.

"Mr. Shao, do you like to play and grow?" Bai Xingyin quickly covered his mouth after speaking, as if he had said something terrible, "Mr. Shao, it's so late, your home is quite far from here Yes, do you want to... go? Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to rush you, I mean, it's so far away, if you leave later, you don't need to go to bed when you get home, and you have to go back to work..."

"You don't mean to drive me away, you want me to stay for a night?" Shao Hansheng sat on the bed opposite him, looking at Bai Xingyin's flushed cheeks, he couldn't help but want to tease him.

"If you want, you can..." After Bai Xingyin said this, he shyly covered his face with the Wangzai milk jar, trying to use the color of the red jar to cover the color of his cheeks.

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