Chapter 211

Ye Qingxin is surprised. Unexpectedly, ye Qingguo agrees so easily.

She asked Ye Qingguo face to face because she was worried that if she asked him on the phone, someone would force him to say yes.

In this society, people have always been hostile.

"Why?" She asked.

Ye Qingguo said: "Uncle Huang said that drama can make money. He said that it's hard for his sister to make money to go to school for a small country. He also said that a small country has grown up and should learn to make money and buy chocolate for herself."

Ye Qingxin

That yellow crane tower has a way of fooling children.

Silent for a while, ye Qingxin asked: "do you know what acting is?"

Ye Qingguo nodded, "Uncle Huang said that acting in a drama is to perform on a stage for the people under the stage, just like animation. At that time, I will be the person in the animation. Sister, I like animation very much. I want to become Altman, like a superhero to save the world..."

Ye Qingxin

Just then, Mr. Sun knocked on the door, followed by a young man in his thirties. Mr. Sun introduced Ye Qingguo to the man: "this is Ye Qingguo's sister." He also introduced the young man to Ye Qingxin, "this is the founder of" especially love my family "and the director of the play, Mr. Huang Helou."

Yellow Crane Tower saw Ye Qingxin, the original casual eyes slipped a touch of surprise.

Mr. Sun poured a cup of tea for the Yellow Crane Tower. This time, he didn't go out and sat down beside him.

"Your sister and brother look a little like each other." The Yellow Crane Tower opened its mouth first. He sat on a wooden chair with two legs folded.

Ye Qingxin said with a smile, "I really want to know why Mr. Huang looks at small and medium-sized countries?"

Yellow Crane Tower's eyes fell on Ye Qingxin's face and said truthfully: "ordinary people with mental disabilities are a little worse than ordinary people in appearance. It's rare to see such a handsome and tall mentally handicapped person as ye Qingguo. His eyes are as clean and clear as I've never seen before."

Hearing the words, ye Qingguo can't help looking at Ye Qingguo sitting quietly on the chair.

The 19-year-old boy is tall, long legged, beautiful, wearing jeans and blue down jacket. He is quiet, silent and motionless. At a glance, he can't see that he is a person with intellectual problems.

It's just that as soon as he talks or does anything, his mental defects are exposed.

"People are all visual animals. The leading actor of the drama is a little better looking. Coupled with his intellectual defects, he is more likely to win the sympathy of the audience than the mentally handicapped people with poor appearance. The purpose of the drama we are going to rehearse is to change the public's understanding of the mentally handicapped people and appeal to the society to care for such vulnerable groups."

The meaning of Yellow Crane Tower is very simple. A beautiful person with defects is more likely to get sympathy and pity from others than an ugly person with defects.

It's cruel, but it's a reality.

Ye Qingxin didn't ask any more questions and didn't object.

Ye Qingguo himself agreed. It's good for him to go out and contact more people and things.

Yellow crane tower takes an agreement for ye Qingxin to sign. The content is that she, as ye Qingguo's guardian, agrees to play in a drama. The agreement also guarantees that she will be responsible for ye Qingguo's personal safety and so on

Take ye Qingguo back to the classroom, and ye Qingxin is ready to go back.

The sun is slanting to the West. It's late.

Yellow Crane Tower came up from behind, "Miss ye, are you ready to go back? I drove over and I'll see you off. "

Ye Qingxin looked at the bright light in his eyes, frowned without any trace, and his polite smile continued, "no, someone is waiting for me outside."

The Yellow Crane Tower was rejected. The light in her eyes dimmed slightly, and then it lit up again. She looked at her watch and said, "at four o'clock in the afternoon, I know there is a restaurant nearby. Afternoon tea is good. Does Miss ye have time to have afternoon tea together?"

Ye Qingxin keeps walking at his feet. At this time, he has reached the gate.

I don't know if it's some kind of feeling. She turns her head and looks at the guard room on the right side of the gate. Through the wide glass window, Jing Boyuan sits on a chair and says something to the guard uncle next to him. The guard uncle in his fifties is obviously tied up in front of him, who is 34 years old.

The West slanting sunlight makes his three-dimensional face half bright and half dark, and his straight nose outlines a perfect arc.

She gazed into his deep eyes, surprised by his appearance.

Yellow Crane Tower is still saying something in her ear, but she can't really hear it. All her senses are used on the man.

Jing Boyuan turned around and said a few words to the guard uncle. He got up and came over. The guard uncle politely sent him out of the guard room.

Yellow Crane Tower noticed Ye Qingxin's straight line of sight, turned his head and saw jingboyuan clearly. There was no fear in his heart. It was the natural awe of the weak to the strong.

Clearly, the man who came across looked as old as him, but gave him a feeling that he could not be provoked.

"Do you know him?" He asked Ye Qingxin.

Ye qingxinhuishen, smile, truthfully answer, tone with a bit of pride, "he is my husband."

Yellow Crane Tower

Jing Boyuan walks up to Ye Qingxin and naturally reaches for her arm and pulls it towards him. Seeing that ye Qingxin's neck is empty, he raises his hand and takes off the scarf from his neck. He carefully and gently wraps it around her neck to straighten out the broken hair between her ears.

"Mao is impetuous and forgets his scarf when he goes out."

Seems to blame words, full of care.

The scarves with vertical stripes of black, white and gray fall into Ye Qingxin's neck with a man's body temperature. What warms her is not only her body, but also her heart.

Ye Qingxin smile, eyes bright, watery pan a bit hazy.

Jing Boyuan's eyes fell on the Yellow Crane Tower.

Ye Qingxin said: "this is the drama director Mr. Huang Helou. He wants to invite Xiaoguo to play in the public welfare drama."

Jingboyuan nodded to the Yellow Crane Tower, the boss's shelf was full.

The Yellow Crane Tower seems to be a bit stiff. Judging from the other party's style and momentum, the identity should be above himself. The other party didn't reach out to shake hands with him, obviously he didn't see himself in the eye.

All of a sudden, the Yellow Crane Tower thought countless ideas, and finally said: "what's the name of this gentleman, please?"

Jingboyuan light opening: "jingboyuan."

Yellow Crane Tower Leng for a while, immediately regardless of the etiquette order, take the initiative to shake hands with jingboyuan, "Jingzong, I've heard a lot about you."

People with low status shake hands with people with high status. According to etiquette, people with high status should reach out first, and people with low status can reach out to shake hands with them.

Jing Boyuan reached out and shook hands with the Yellow Crane Tower. He was neither warm nor impolite. He was just right. In the face of compliments from the other side, he was still calm and calm. "I'm flattered."

He gave each other face.

"I didn't expect to meet you in this place, and I didn't expect you to be the brother-in-law of the little actor I chose," he said Then he looked at Ye Qingxin, and all the surprises were changed into respect. "I'm sorry for the offense just now. Please don't blame Mrs. Jing."

Ye Qingxin smiles: "please take care of the small country more in the future."

Yellow Crane Tower: "yes, Mrs. Jing and Mr. Jing can rest assured."

Watching Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan get on a black car, and seeing the black car disappear at the end of the driveway, Huang Helou raises his hand and wipes his forehead. On this cold day, he is nervous and sweating.

Pick an actor at random, actually picked out the brother-in-law of Jing Boyuan, the well-known boss of Bowei group. This is a bad luck.

On second thought, just now he wanted to visit boss Bowei's wife. He couldn't help shaking his heart. Fortunately, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Otherwise, he didn't know how to die.

Black banquets drive on the bleak winter streets of Beijing.

The sun went down and the sky turned bluish black.

Ye Qingxin leans on the back of the co pilot, elbows on the edge of the window, palms supporting gills, and looks at jingboyuan, "what do you think?"

She didn't say exactly what she thought of it, but Jing Boyuan understood it.

He fixed his eyes on the road ahead and said, "small country should go out and see the world."

Ye Qingxin said with a smile: "I think so too. I shouldn't let him stay in the ivory tower all the time. There are five flavors in life, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. It's not complete without any flavor."

"In my private heart, I hope that he can experience the life that a normal man should experience, even if he gets married and has children... Isn't that ridiculous? In a small country, which girl is willing to marry him? "

"But there should be good wishes."

Ye Qingxin said a lot to himself, and jingboyuan listened quietly from beginning to end.

After talking about ye Qingguo, ye Qingxin talked about the final exam in a few days and the arrangement of time and place for the five domestic t-shows.

Jing Boyuan frowned slightly.

Time is very tight, especially in the final exam.