Jiang Siming's reverse routine arranged them clearly. He wanted to watch a good body search, but he didn't expect to go directly to GG.
Jiang Siming's poison drove to Superbrand Square, while Reba's cameraman was still desperately chasing it, and there were two of them in the car.
"Husband~ I will go home after recording this show~ hee hee~"
Reba leaped over from the co-pilot, put his arms around Jiang Siming's neck, and kissed Jiang Siming's lips affectionately.
Thank you~~crab husband~
Jiang Siming smiled and squeezed her delicate pretty face, and said, "Then, do you want me to wait for you in the parking lot?"
"No, in case I was seen, I drove by myself, I went in and finished the last task and got fat home~ Remember to leave me food at home~ I'm so hungry."
Reba said, holding Jiang Siming's hand, clutching her own belly, there was no fat at all, so she couldn't bear to let go when she met Jiang Siming.
"This issue is the last issue of this year, right?" Jiang Siming asked.
"Well, after this episode is recorded, I can stay at home until a few days before the Spring Festival, and then return to Urumqi to accompany my parents for the New Year." Reba replied.
The two were tired and crooked for a while, Reba was afraid that the cameraman would chase him, and left several mouthfuls on Jiang Siming's face before opening the car door.
Seeing this little nizi's cheerful little steps, Jiang Siming smiled dozingly, watching her completely enter the Zhengda Square before Jiang Siming drove away.
Not long after returning home, Reba also drove home.
As soon as she went home, she was so happy, lying on the sofa comfortably, making a comfortable piggy grunt.
"It's better at home~~I really want to stay at home and not go out~" Reba sighed.
Liang Tian, who was peeling peas to prepare for dinner, smiled and said, "Yes, you are still afraid that our lord can't support you. He is the richest man in Asia. Raising a pig like you is too simple."
Reba was so happy as if she had eaten bee shit, she stretched out her hand to scratch Liang Tian's itching.
But she was also a little moved.
"Xiao Tiantian (the sisters' nickname for Liang Tian), did you know that this year our film and television industry has experienced a great economic depression."
"Of course I know that all the film and television industries across the country are ushering in a cold winter. The number of filming in Hengdian has been reduced by more than half compared with previous years. The income of actors has shrunk by 90%. Now no one of those traffic stars dare to use it."
"Why?" Xinyi, who doesn't understand the market, asked curiously.
Reba smiled and replied: "Because whoever uses the traffic star, all audiences will think you must be a bad movie. Now the top traffic is linked to a bad movie. No matter how large your traffic is, it is useless. No one wants to watch your movie, afraid of waste. money."
Xinyi covered her mouth and said, "What about those old dramas?"
Liang Tian answered, "Don't even say, the spring of the old opera is here. Although it is a cold winter in the film and television industry, it is also the spring of the old opera. They did not take any plays during the prosperous period."
"But now in the cold winter, the directors and filmmakers will be carefully selected. Ning Que is not excessive. Old drama bones are the best representative. Have you not watched "Celebrating More Than Years"? There are more old drama bones than the protagonist.
"Yes, this is a good thing." Xinyi nodded.
It happened that Jiang Siming came over at this time, and he laughed after hearing that, "It would be a lot of thanks to me. If it weren’t for the old drama bone award I set up, the people still don’t have a clear ability to discern actors in the industry, and they think it’s a star. actor."
"Yes, it's all your credit." Zhao Xuan, who was drinking water, smiled.
"Right, do you really want to raise a panda in our family?"
Jiang Siming nodded and said, "Look at what you say tomorrow. If Xiangxiang still refuses to eat, I will pick it up."
"Wow~ Our family is going to raise pandas~ I look forward to it~~~"
Jiang Siming's hunch was true. The next day, Xiangxiang still didn't eat, but was even more sad.