MTL - After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy-Chapter 653 A good seed for acting

  Chapter 653 A good seed for acting

  But the more you can't get something, the more people want it.

  Huo Yichen's existence means this to Sophia.

  Even Queen Elvy's words couldn't make Sophia change her stubborn mind.

   But what she wanted would not always be there waiting for her, Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen bid farewell the next day.

   "Thank you for your hospitality. We also experienced a lot during this trip."

  The polite farewell seemed to Sophia so caught off guard that her growing competitive attitude towards Murong Qiao came to an abrupt end.

  But both Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen left their company affairs behind and temporarily set aside a few days to come and relax, and they didn't expect to take too long.

   But Queen Elvy, after understanding Sophia's thoughts and knowing that the two had bid farewell, she even sent people a lot of special products from the country.

   It’s good to leave, so Sophia will miss it again.

   "Can't you stay a little longer?" Sophia still tried to persuade her to stay.

  This time without Murong Qiao opening his mouth, Huo Yichen took the initiative to cut off Sophia's thoughts.

  He said, "We're going back to prepare for the wedding, so we won't bother you here."

  After saying this, Huo Yichen directly took Murong Qiao's hand and got into the car outside the door.

   They have to catch a flight, so they can't waste too much time.

  Huo Yichen said this seriously, if Murong Qiao next to him knew that the two of them had never said this before, they would have believed it.

   But Sophia, the smile on her face couldn't hold back when she heard this.

  So after waiting for the car to start slowly, Murong Qiao spoke with great interest. "Why don't I know when the wedding is going to happen?"

   "Sooner or later." Huo Yichen chuckled.

  He stretched out his hand to hold Murong Qiao's hand, and then stroked the engagement ring on the other's hand with his fingertips. After what he said just now, he really thought about what to do about the wedding.

Murong Qiao was still joking with Huo Yichen at first, but when the vehicle was driving, he felt drowsy due to the slight shaking, his eyelids fluttered, and finally he couldn't help but fell asleep leaning on Huo Yichen's shoulder past.

  In this uneasy sleeping environment, he even had a dream.

  I dreamed of the time when I was at Nan’s house, and then I dreamed of a certain news that I accidentally saw when the screen turned.

  She can't remember when it happened, the only thing she can recall is the very strong regret at that time.

   "According to the report from the on-site reporter, during the race on the Extreme Mountain Road, the No. 10 driver Tang Huai rushed off the track and his whereabouts are still unknown..."

   It was a race report.

  Murong Qiao realized this almost immediately in a dream. As for why she remembered it so clearly, it was because the many comments she saw at that time were all about feeling sorry for the driver.

  —Actually, it would have been better to brake earlier, but at that time the second place chased too closely, and Tang Huai had a leg injury.

  —People probably won’t be able to survive, so there’s such a big cliff there, maybe they’ll be smashed to pieces...

  —I’m sure I won’t be able to live anymore, but when I think of a genius like him, but because of such a reason, he is so, so gone, I feel extremely uncomfortable.

  —RIP.

  The voices of countless people intertwined in his mind, making Murong Qiao frowned subconsciously.

   "Jojo?" A familiar voice suddenly rang out.

  Huo Yichen gently stretched out his hand and pushed Murong Qiao, and then he saw Murong Qiao opened his eyes dimly.

  She seemed to be still immersed in the emotions in the dream just now, so she didn't come back to herself immediately after waking up.

  Huo Yichen saw her brows were wrinkled, and couldn't help reaching out to smooth them out. "Having a nightmare?"

   "...Probably." Murong Qiao replied vaguely.

  After waking up, the dream seemed to be no longer clear. The only thing she could remember was the name Tang Huai and the pity of countless people.

  She vaguely felt that the name sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.

   Unable to remember for a while, Murong Qiao simply put his mind on other things.

  The plane traveled thousands of kilometers or even more distant distances, shuttled through the clouds, and made Murong Qiao witness the sunrise and sunset for the first time in a short period of time.

   Such a strange scene, I am afraid that only at this time can we get a glimpse of it.

  After the plane landed, the car from Murong's house to pick up Murong Qiao back home had already stopped in front of the airport.

  Seeing this, Huo Yichen felt relieved and hugged Murong Qiao goodbye.

   "Go back and have a good rest." He lowered his head and wrapped his scarf around Murong Qiao's neck to prevent the cold wind from entering.

  The time when the plane landed was late at night, and it was also the coldest time.

   Murong Qiao took the initiative to step on his feet and kiss him, "You too."

  Uncle Yang, who was standing by the car door not far away, just watched the two young lovers say goodbye to each other sweetly, with a knowing smile on his face.

  When I get older, it is easy to look at everything and feel happy.

   After Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen got on the car home after saying goodbye, they heard Uncle Yang speak.

   "Miss, how did you go out to play this time?" Uncle Yang, the housekeeper, asked casually.

   Murong Qiao had a lot to say, "It's not bad."

   "Speaking of which, I even brought some special features there to you, Uncle Yang, saying that it is a handicraft that can only be produced in country X. Brothers, I also prepared gifts..."

  In general, it can be said that Murong Qiao's visit this time is a rewarding experience.

   It's a pity that it's late at night and it's not a suitable time to give gifts, so Murong Qiao had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​"delivering gifts to everyone".

   Late night time is the sleep period for most people, but for some, it is still work.

  The solitary stars hang high in the sky, but under the cold brilliance of the moon, they look very pitiful. Occasionally, clouds drift by, covering up this brilliance.

  Seeing that the sky outside was getting darker and darker, the director of the variety show couldn't help ordering the staff to speed up the shooting process.

   "Everyone, work harder, let's fight for it this time."

  The director yelled to get everyone motivated.

   After all, it is rare to have already worked overtime at this time. Everyone has exhausted a lot of energy, and they are inevitably a little tired at the moment.

  Nan Jin wiped the sweat off her face, nodded cooperatively, then found her own position, stood up and got ready.

  With the sound of "click", the photographer restarted the shooting, and Nan Jin entered the state again and began to read his lines.

  Maybe it’s because this part has been filmed for a long time, so she seems to be proficient in entering the state. Nan Jin has already faded away from the greenness in acting at the beginning.

  The illuminated lights make the venue look like daytime.

  The existence of this light, as well as the voice of the lines that Nan Jin read in it, could not help but attract Qin Huan's attention.

   He was rarely busy at this time. He was going to go home, but he couldn't help turning his head to look at the sound after hearing the voice.

   And this glance happened to see Nan Jin's performance.

  Acting skills need to be honed at best, but at worst, no amount of hard work can compare to the existence of aura and talent.

   But in Nan Jin, Qin Huan saw both.

  He seems to have found a good talent for acting.

  He looked at it and couldn't help but stop the pace of going home. Instead, he softened the sound of walking, and gradually moved closer to observe Nan Jin's every step of performance.

  The director was still unaware of Qin Huan's approach, and stared at the camera seriously. When he felt that the state of this round was exceptionally good and the effect was good, he finally gave the order to get off work.

  (end of this chapter)