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Peng Jin was full of emotions, "This film was prepared for three years. It took me three years to hire Shun Chen and one year to find funds. During the filming, I experienced a change of personnel, but in the end I am glad that God let me meet Wen Wen." Wen. During the filming, she never cried or used a stand-in. As a newcomer, she is not at all timid with the seniors, and her performance is stable and full of emotions. I heard that she often thinks about the role until midnight. This Shun Chen can prove..."

The previous words were full of emotions, but when it came to the last sentence, it sounded weird.

Concubine Dai pursed her lips and smiled, Zuo Xing giggled, Guo Shu blushed and smiled.

Liang Wen: "..."

Talking about scripts late at night, lying on the neck with each other. Whoops, everyone laughed out loud at this scene.

Peng Jin coughed twice, "Anyway, in a word. Thank you Wenwen, thank you Shunchen, thank you Yifei, and thank all the friends who contributed to "Blue Bird Kingdom". The pre-shooting has come to an end, and the post-production will work overtime Add more points. Try to stage it on this year's National Day file. At that time, I would like to ask everyone to promote it together."

After Director Peng gave a speech, everyone cut the cake together, sent bouquets of flowers, took photos together, and had a great time.

After Ying Shunchen and Liang Wen bid farewell to everyone, they flew back to Beijing together.

This time the two of them flew together, seated next to each other, and got off the plane together, but they were just front and back.

Liang Wen walked out of the exit first, and was greeted by a large group of fans holding pink support balls. The light sign read: Wenfeng is flying far, koi bless me!

It's not that Liang Wen has never met a fan pick-up before, and the scale of pick-up today is too big. Her mind was agitated, and she stretched out her hand and waved vigorously at them.

"Wenwen is so strong! Is she afraid that our eyesight will be bad?"

"Ah, Wenwen is so cute!"

"A real person is more beautiful!"

"I love this young lady."

Luo Hang and Guo Shu walked out protecting Liang Wen from left to right, and immediately fell into a sea of ​​people.

Shouts filled my ears.

"Wenwen!"

"Liang Wen!"

"look here!"

"Wenwen, I love you!" Suddenly a boy's voice exploded in the crowd.

After Liang Wen paused, she walked through the crowd and saw a cute little boy. He looks like a high school student. Today is a working day, this kid doesn't go to school to chase stars?

She frowned first, then waved to the boy, "Study hard and improve every day."

After speaking, I compared my heart to him.

"Wow. Wenwen is fine."

"Wenwen's little heart is more beautiful than others."

"I also want Wenwen's care."

The boy froze for a moment, and immediately began to cry.

On the first day back in Beijing, Ying Shunchen and Liang Wen went back to the old house to visit Mr. Ying.

Mr. Ying looked at the two of them, He Meimei, and said with a smile on his face, "Looking at you two like this, even if I step into the coffin with my other leg now, I won't die in peace."

Ying Shunchen had a dark face, "Grandpa, why do you keep saying such things?"

Liang Wen answered, "That's right. Grandpa, we all look forward to your long life."

Old Man Ying laughed, "I can't imagine being a hundred years old. As long as I can see my grandson before I die, I won't ask for anything."

Liang Wen: "..."

Ying Shunchen: "Let it be. Grandpa. The matter of children is about fate." Fate will come in about eight years...

Mr. Ying took Liang Wen's hand and sat down, "Wenwen, don't blame grandpa for always urging you. I got a son when I was old, and my son died early. Fortunately, I left the only seedling of Shun Chen. Grandpa is afraid of waiting Not enough..."

Liang Wen pursed her lips, glanced at Ying Shunchen, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I will remember your words. Shunchen and I will work hard."

These words made old man Ying feel **** instantly.

"Okay. With Wenwen's words, grandpa can rest assured."

Ying Shunchen looked at Liang Wen, wondering if she said this to make Grandpa happy, or if she had some other plan.

Mr. Ying: "That's right. Wenwen, can you ask Grandpa for some tickets for "Maiko". It's hard to get a ticket. Many of my old friends are clamoring to see it. It's a pity that we can't get tickets."

After "Maiko" became a hit, the next show is scheduled for a month later, which is next Saturday at 7:00 pm. Liang Wen pinched the finishing time of "The Kingdom of the Blue Bird", and just left herself a week of rehearsal time. But she really didn't know that the tickets for "Maiko" were so tight that even Mr. Ying couldn't get them.

Ying Shunchen saw through the old man's thoughts at a glance, "Grandpa, do you praise Liang Wen like a flower among your friends, and insist on letting them see how powerful your granddaughter-in-law is!"

Mr. Ying coughed twice, "What's the matter? Is there a problem? It's hard for me not to say that Wenwen is my granddaughter-in-law. I still have to pay back a few tickets."

Liang Wen thought grandpa was too funny, so she immediately smiled and said, "Okay. Grandpa, you need some. I'll tell Teacher Mei Zhou."

Coming out of the old house, the two parted ways.

Ying Shunchen went to talk to Mr. Jiao about breaking away from Ding Entertainment to open a studio in his own name, Liang Wen went to Feng Qianqian's house for dinner and called Xuan Lan.

Feng Qianqian has been teaching dance in an elementary school since she graduated. Playing with carefree children every day, she still looks the same as when she just graduated, nothing has changed.

She moved out from home and lived in a two-bedroom apartment by herself, which happened to be not far from Liang Wen's house.

Wearing a mask, Liang Wen quickly jumped into the elevator and went straight to the floor. Feng Qianqian had been waiting at the elevator entrance, and when she saw her, she quickly took her in, not forgetting to look around to avoid being followed by paparazzi.

As soon as she entered the room, Xuan Lan rushed over and hugged Liang Wen, whispering, "Wenbao, you miss me!"

Liang Wen was moved for a second when she saw Xuan Lan stretching out her hands and said pitifully, "Wenbao, you must have a lot of my minister's exclusive photos in your phone. Let me lick them, please?"

Liang Wen snorted, and pulled her octopus hand off, "I'll give you Ying Shunchen's phone number, how about you just ask him for it?"

Feng Qianqian was overjoyed, "Xuan Lan, Wen Bao is also a big star now, you should be a fan of her anyway. Give her some face!"

Xuan Lan: "Wen Bao and I have a pure and deep friendship with the same surname. As for fans of idols, we need to change our gender and become fans from the perspective of a girlfriend or wife."

Feng Qianqian smiled: "Oh, so are you a wife fan or a girlfriend fan?"

Xuan Lan rolled her black eyes, and a smirk appeared on her pretty face, "Then I'll listen to Wen Bao first! Are you my wife fan or girlfriend fan?!"

Feng Qianqian naturally explained the relationship between Liang Wen and Ying Shunchen, but when Xuan Lan asked, her expression changed slightly.

Liang Wen glanced at Feng Qianqian, stepped forward and took Xuan Lan's hands, and said solemnly: "I am neither his wife fan nor his girlfriend fan, I am his wife!"

Feng Qianqian was so nervous that she was about to have difficulty breathing.

Xuan Lan froze for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Yes, yes, yes. You are his wife! I am his wife too! Everyone is his wife. There are too many women who are equivalent to his wife. I am not asking nonsense!"

Liang Wen blinked her eyes, but didn't answer. Feng Qianqian covered her mouth and coughed twice.

Keeping in the dark, Xuan Lan groaned, "So is there any photo licking?"

Liang Wen sat down, slumped comfortably on the sofa, and turned on her phone, "I sent you a WeChat message."

Xuan Lan exclaimed, sat down quickly, and turned on the phone to receive.

"Oh, my minister's one in silver-gray armor, how can it look so good!" Xuan Lan shouted excitedly.

Feng Qianqian brought a plate of washed fruits, "Sooner or later, he will be her husband. You also restrain yourself. How nice it is to have a normal relationship."

Liang Wen picked up a grape and stuffed it into her mouth.

Xuan Lan snorted, "First, I'm not a brainless fan. The kind who cries and yells to not let idols get married. Second, I only lick my subject's face, admire his works, and admire his character. When he gets married and has children in the future, I will naturally love my house and support him for the rest of my life."

Hearing what she said, Liang Wen was silently relieved.

Feng Qianqian snorted.

Xuan Lan: "However. I might cry for three days and three nights first. Then I get up and turn his wife's bottom out. If there is any black material, I will..."

Liang Wen cried and said, "What about you?"

Xuan Lan snorted, "Wen Bao, why are you looking at me like that. It has nothing to do with you."

Feng Qianqian hurriedly urged her, "Just do what you want!"

Xuan Lan: "I just...what can I do. The person my minister likes, how bad can he be. Otherwise, I'm sorry that I've been a fan of him for so many years."

Liang Wen felt warm in her heart. In the entertainment industry, if stars do not have strong fan support, they will face the predicament of not having a solid foundation, whether it is accepting endorsements or acting in film and television. The ability to carry goods is not strong, which manufacturer gardening will endorse you. The ability to appeal is not strong, who would want to ask you to be the leading role.

And among the fans, there must be a mainstay like Xuan Lan, who can persist in not losing fans in the face of many turmoil, and support her idol rationally and rationally.

Feng Qianqian is a well-behaved little cook, showing off her cooking skills to Liang Wen and Xuan Lan. Four dishes and one soup, exquisite and delicious, all three of them ate their stomachs round.

During the break, Liang Wen hesitated and asked, "Qianqian, I sent your brother a WeChat message, but he didn't reply to me! How is he... now?"

Feng Qianqian: "My brother was discharged from the hospital a few days ago. Except that his body is a little weak and the scars on the wound have not disappeared, there is basically nothing wrong with him. He doesn't reply to your text messages because he wants to sort out his mood. Wen Bao, don't worry too much about it. He is very stubborn, you have to figure it out yourself."

Xuan Lan: "Yes. Wen Bao. I heard Qianqian talk about his brother later. I think he has to go through this by himself. No one can help."

Liang Wen felt as if she owed Feng Sihan a large sum of money, and the other party refused to pay it back, and she was still immersed in painful emotions, and she couldn't do anything to help him, it was really uncomfortable.

She sighed, "Then does your brother have any wishes?"

Feng Qianqian thought for a while, "Probably be able to perform musicals on a big stage."

Liang Wen nodded, wrote it down, and thought about how to help him realize it. At least do something about it.

At 9:30 in the evening, Ying Shunchen sent a text message asking her if it was over? He was waiting for Feng Qianqian downstairs.

Liang Wen checked the time and said goodbye to Feng Qianqian and Xuan Lan as she had to go to school for rehearsal tomorrow.

The two walked her to the elevator, one left and one right.

Xuan Lan asked, "Is your manager waiting for you downstairs?"

Liang Wen hesitated and nodded.

The elevator opened, she walked in, and the two waved goodbye to her.

When Xuan Lan returned to the room, she saw that she had forgotten to bring the honey she gave Liang Wen, so she hurriedly shouted: "Qianqian, let me take this to Wen Bao."

Before Feng Qianqian had time to say more, Xuan Lan had already rushed out.

After a long time, Xuan Lan came back with the bag again, her eyes were dull and lifeless.

Feng Qianqian came out wearing an apron, startled, "What's the matter?! You didn't catch up with Wen Bao?"

Xuan Lan walked slowly to the center of the living room.

Feng Qianqian hurried forward to help her sit down, "Xuan Lan! Don't scare me! What's wrong with you!"

Xuan Lan pursed her lips and whimpered, "Wen Bao... seems to be in love with my minister!"

Feng Qianqian groaned, didn't Wen Bao's agent come to pick her up just now, it was Ying Shunchen? !

Xuan Lan looked at Feng Qianqian with tears in her eyes, "I think I'm... double broken in love! This is a big blow, Qianqian, can you make me another supper later. Only when I'm full will I have the strength to cry. Huh Whoooooooo!"

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