Chapter 487: 487： Bai Fumei in Jiang Siming's eyes

Aqiu!

Jiang Siming, who was eating dinner in the mushroom house, suddenly sneezed.

"What the hell, who is scolding me." Jiang Siming rubbed his nose.

"Is Aming too cold at night? I'll get you a dress." He Jiu said.

"No need, Teacher He, there is a girl who misses me for sure." Jiang Siming said narcissistically.

"That must be Reba." Huang Laoxie teased.

"Teacher Huang, don't make trouble, I will toast you again if you make trouble." Jiang Siming said, holding the wine glass on the table.

The big dishes I made today were made by Buddha Jumping the Wall. The big dishes are fine without wine, so everyone is drinking.

The wine was bought from a villager's house who made wine with the two hundred yuan that the director team paid Jiang Siming.

This is rice wine with a delicate fragrance and great stamina.

After eating for a while, everyone blushed, including Nini and Tong Ya, who nodded and blushed.

"Don't don't don't, Mr. Jiang, you drink too much, I can't do it." Huang Laoxie also persuaded.

The unbelievers just drank several bowls with Jiang Siming, this would cause Huang Laoxie's stomach to surge, and if he drank some more, he would completely collapse.

Like Xiao Peng and Niu Xianhua, who were poorly drunk, had long since left the group chat, and the staff resisted to go to sleep.

Niu Xianhua was purely looking for abuse. He didn't fight with Jiang Siming. He was **** down after a few bowls. He is still vomiting. The program team is considering taking him to the hospital to sober up...

"Today I had a great meal. Everyone talks freely. Is there anyone to talk about the story? It would be the first without me."

He Jiu rises up, this kind of meal is too boring to eat.

"Let me talk about my work experience first. In 1995, I entered the "Big Windmill" program. Have you all watched it?"

Jiang Siming smiled and nodded, and said, "I was one year old in 1995, and you already worked, Teacher He."

"I also loved watching "The Windmill" when I was young." Nini and Tong Ya both nodded.

He Jiu smiled and said bitterly: "When I first entered "The Windmill", everyone was laughing at me. I remember what someone said I haven't forgotten until now. He said,'You are like a clown. Jumping around on the stage, affecting the social image', when he finished talking, I went back and cried all night."

Everyone feels distressed for He Jiu, and Teacher He is not all smooth sailing. He can become the most popular host now. Everyone only sees his glory, not many people pay attention to how much he has paid.

Huang Laoxie interrupted: "So Mr. He has now become the best host in China. When I first filmed "Orange is Coming", many people, including the director, were not very optimistic about me. They said that I had no talent for acting. I changed my job to be behind the scenes, so now I am an acting teacher."

This is true.

Everyone laughed, and couldn't help toasting and drinking together.

It may be because of a chat, or it may be because of drinking too much. Tong Ya gradually became emotionally a little wrong.

"When I first started making movies, it was smooth sailing. Everyone praised me as Bai Fumei, but because I was divorced for the second time, everyone called me Huang Lian Po. I don’t want this to happen, and I want to always be yours White, rich and beautiful girl..."

After Tong Ya finished speaking, she dumped all the rice wine in the bowl into her stomach.

"Yaya drink less, you drink too much." He Jiu hurriedly stopped.

Jiang Siming held peanuts on the side, and said, "What is Bai Fumei? Either rich, young and beautiful or Bai Fumei. The definition of this word is too boring."

"In my eyes, self-cleaning and self-love is white, self-reliance is rich, and internal and external cultivation is beauty."

Everyone was stunned by Jiang Siming's words.

Pop!

"Good point! Good point!" He Jiu and Huang Laoxie applauded at the same time, and Nini also gave a thumbs up.

This "Bai Fu Mei" is really Bai Fu Mei!

Tong Ya looked at Jiang Siming with beautiful eyes. Her eyes used to look very good at Shui Ling. Later, after experiencing a relationship failure, they became complicated, and her eyes were always sad.

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After hearing Jiang Siming's words, her eyes seemed to be back to the clear, stream-like eyes once again.

"Thank you." Tong Ya poured herself some more wine and toasted Jiang Siming alone.

Jiang Siming didn't refuse anyone, and smiled after clinking his glasses: "You drink well."

Tong Ya smiled and jokingly said: "Our Xinjiang girls can drink it, but Ili wine can burn my throat."

"Then are you still confused about the question of'Bai Fumei'?" Jiang Siming asked.

Tong Ya shook her head as if looking away, and said with a chuckle: "Listening to your words is better than reading ten years. Your words are the best medicine for me. Thank you, Doctor Jiang."

Doctor Jiang?

This was the first time Jiang Siming heard someone call him this way.

His private hospital is not good enough, how does she know that she is about to have a hospital?

Everyone talked for a long time, and finally the dinner was over until late at night.

Everyone was drunk. Inside the boys' dormitory, it was all snoring.

Only Jiang Siming, who is not drunk, is holding his forehead. How can he sleep? The surroundings are the same as the electric drill.

Reluctantly, Jiang Siming had to go to the bathroom and squat in the toilet for a while, just because his stomach hurts.

Just entering the toilet, a scream came from inside.

It turned out that Tong Ya was also inside.

Jiang Siming was a little embarrassed and hurriedly withdrew and said, "I don't know there is someone inside. Why don't you turn on the light when you go to the bathroom."

"I... I want to take a bath, but I didn't find the switch..."

Jiang Siming was speechless, and she drank too much emotionally, not even knowing where the light switch was.

"Then do you want to turn on the lights for you?" Jiang Siming said.

"No, the light is too bright, do you want to go to the toilet?" Tong Ya asked inside.

"Well, I have eaten too much." Jiang Siming said.

"Then you... why don't you come in, anyway, the toilet is separated from the bathroom, and the light is not turned on. I will take a shower for a while."

Jiang Siming thought for a while, and found it reasonable. People have three urgency.

Anyway, the camera in the house can't take pictures here. The bathroom plus the corridor is a rare surveillance blind spot in the mushroom house.

Jiang Siming entered the bathroom again, with the toilet outside and the bathroom inside.

There was a sound of water from the bathroom, and a graceful figure was standing under the shower head taking a shower.

But there were her clothes beside the toilet, including the thin and light fabrics she had changed. Jiang Siming could see them clearly, black, cough.

As if he hadn't seen it, Jiang Siming squatted by the toilet and lit a cigarette. The two silently did their thing.

Halfway up, suddenly a jade hand stretched out from the bathroom door, surreptitiously looking for her clothes.

"Is it this?" Jiang Siming handed over the clothes for her.

The other party blushed, and hurriedly took the clothes and drew back.

After Jiang Siming used the toilet, he flushed the toilet and planned to leave. The bathroom door just opened, and Tongya, whose hair was still wet after the shower, came out of the bathroom.

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