0p0 Chapter 182 Little Moneybag Dad 05
Chapter 182 Little Moneybag Dad 05
I remembered that I was so mean at the time: "Lao Long, my show is looking for cute little kids, do you have any to introduce to them?"
"My eldest daughter is very suitable."
"Not really suitable, needs to be at least four years old."
"My young lady is four years old."
"She is too young and needs to be fed."
"My young lady is four years old."
"She is too short. She needs to be carried even when walking in the wilderness."
"My young lady is four years old."
He couldn't remember how many minutes this boring conversation lasted.
I only remember the little baby tilting his head back and staring at me with his big watery eyes.
Keep staring, keep staring.
He turned left, she turned left.
He turned right, she turned right.
Why compromise in the end?
Oh, Lu spent 100 million.
His crappy show, ahem, his little variety show for kids, a completely exploitative and miserly show, where he can live a very comfortable life with just 20 or 30 million.
Because of a little baby, he got 100 million yuan in liquid funds for free.
A small person with a big financial sponsor.
"Get out, get out." He bravely threw down these three words and ran away quickly.
Bang~!
The car door slammed loudly.
housekeeper:......
Is he a bandit? Or a jackal?
How come he wasn't scared to death?
Jiang Yinzhou, if you dare to let my baby starve and become thin, I will skin you alive.
The director, who had no idea that he was on the skinning list, turned around and smiled.
Ahahaha~~
He has achieved something. He has achieved something. He even dared to slam Long Liang's door.
That guy represents the Lu family.
The car door is also a door, hehehe.
When he met a pair of bright big eyes, his filthy smile froze.
Ahem, the real boss of the Lu family is here.
He clapped his hands, "Okay, everyone is here, sit down, and get ready to go."
Song Linglong: "Director, is this Ah Zhao's little partner? She is so cute."
It seems to be a compliment, but the actual implication is that it does not meet the requirements.
There are six groups of guests, including Sheng Ling and 4-year-old Song Qiaoyin, Song Linglong and 6-year-old brother Song Haofei.
There is also a father and daughter, diving athlete He Yongfeng and his 5-year-old daughter He Qianqian.
An aunt and nephew, singer Liu Tong and her 6-year-old nephew Liu Tian.
A mother and son, film queen Mao Lan and her 6-year-old son Zhang Zhidong.
Hearing this, everyone else lowered their heads and pretended not to hear.
The director has given his permission, so what right do others have to complain?
Sheng Ling licked the dog very dutifully. He gloated and said, "No one wants Lu Zhao anymore."
"Such a young child can barely walk steadily. If he is held in his arms every day and makes noises all the time, we will have a lot of fun watching him."
"Ah, A'Zhao, that's not what I meant. Sheng Ling misunderstood me."
The little white flower looked apologetic.
"A Zhao, I really just think she is cute."
"Look, she's all dressed in pink, isn't she cute?"
"Who are you? Are you familiar with my brother? Why are you called Zhao?"
Huahua said that when celebrities are in public, they always call each other seniors or teachers, and those who have a good relationship will call each other by their names.
Lu Zhao was not familiar with her, so what did she mean by addressing her in such an intimate way?
In the plot, it is this guy who always says specious things in front of her licker, causing Lu Zhao to fall into the abyss of cyber violence. It's so annoying.
"Little friend, my name is Song Linglong. I'm an actress. I've acted in a movie with A Zhao and we're good friends."
"and then?"
The little guy responded tactfully, as if he really wanted to know what their connection was.
Song Linglong smiled awkwardly, "No, no more."
"Oh, so you and your brother are in the same company?"
"different."
"Are you classmates or neighbors?"
"No."
"Have you ever eaten alone?"
"Not...no."
"Besides filming a scene, have you ever had any private contact?"
“No… either.”
The carriage was very quiet, with only the little man's intricate questions and Song Linglong's reluctant answers.
The director's eyes follow his nose, and his nose follows his heart, just to pass the time on the road.
The other people in the program crew looked at the roof of the car, looked at their feet, but didn't look at the two people, but their ears were perked up.
I didn't expect that children's words could be used in this way.
At this point in the conversation, Song Linglong was a little overwhelmed.
She didn't expect that the little guy would ask such private little things.
Since the real person was here, she couldn't make up stories and could only tell the truth.
It is these little things that reflect that the two people are not familiar with each other, and they are just more than strangers, with only one more contact during filming.
Is this what you call a good friend?
The little man uttered "oh" again and again in a meaningful manner, and the tone was drawn out, rising and falling gently.
"Oh~~~, so you are a one-sided good friend."
After saying that, she covered her mouth as if she had said something wrong, and turned her little face timidly towards Lu Zhao.
"Brother, did Xiaobao say something wrong? Are you really good friends with that sister?"
The dark pupils reflected the little guy's fair face, and a hint of cunning flashed across his eyes, which he just caught.
The little guy was helping him again.
My heart was touched for a moment.
"No, we were just filming a movie. We don't have any personal relationship. We are not friends, at most we are colleagues."
"Huhu, fortunately, Xiaobao was right."
"Brother, Xiaobao is your good friend from now on. We have a personal relationship."
We flew together, slept in the same big bed together, ate together, and now we sit on each other's laps and hug each other, which means we are in a private relationship.
Lu Zhao:......
Good friends across twenty years?
Looking at her little face with a bright smile, he hummed unnaturally.
Huahua gave me a thumbs up. The smell of green tea was all over my face.
The director closed his eyes and dozed off.
Well, this is fun, not bad.
The little one with a long mouth looks quite cute.
Song Linglong wanted to say something, but she heard: "Sister, my brother is not familiar with you, please don't call him A Zhao, it will cause misunderstanding."
"You can call me Mr. Lu or Senior Lu."
Lu Zhao debuted earlier than her, so he deserves to be called a senior.
Song Linglong: ...
"Director, this kid is not following the rules. If Lu Zhao can't find a partner, I can help. There's no need to just pull someone in."
Sheng Ling doesn't like Lu Zhao, and he also doesn't like Lu Zhao's partner.
Seeing his beloved's face turn red after being criticized, he first glared at Lu Qi before finding fault with the director.
The director smiled gently: "Lu Zhao is a man and she is a woman, so it's a good match."
"She's so young, she doesn't even look four years old. Didn't you say she has to be at least four?"
Director: “She’s four years old.”
Sheng Ling looked at the little man from top to bottom with disbelief.
It's short when standing and short when sitting, it doesn't look like it's four years old.
Looking at his four-year-old partner again, he asked a soul-searching question: "Director, Yinyin is also four years old, a head taller than her. Are you sure she is four years old?"
Lu Qi: ...No personal attack, ha.
The director sighed in his heart again, thinking that Lu’s meals were not nutritious at all.
Look, the little guy is only growing flesh but not height, no wonder others question him.
"I'm sure and certain that she is four years old. Okay, everyone, take a quiet rest."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and ignored everyone.