"Sister Yao, do you want to see the latest lighthouse data, hee hee?"

Longfengyuan, the bedroom where Lin Yao has been trapped for nearly three months, she is making a video with Fangfang.

Although it's already twelve o'clock, it's the best time of the day for pregnant women, and Fangfang is also in high spirits because of her excitement.

After watching her own play, Lin Yao thought that she couldn't sleep anyway and couldn't do something fun with her husband. She simply called Fangfang for a video, and the sisters chatted happily.

"Tell me about it."

"Hey, hey, our play is the most popular. There's no suspense. Do you know what's the most exaggerated?"

Fangfang smiled mysteriously.

"What?"

Lin Yao was intrigued.

"Sister Yao, I'll tell you after you show me a beautiful breath."

Fangfang smiled very "dissolute". Since she lived with Xiao Ye, she has basically entered the ranks of old dirty women.

"What Fangfang wants to say should be Wang Jia's language?"

Fang Xiaole pushed the door in and interrupted the guy when he saw that Fangfang was flirting with his wife.

"Wang Jiayu?"

"Yes, in the artist popularity list, Wang Jiayu jumped to the tenth place, just squeezing Luo Zhenzhen and Chen Xiran out of the top ten. With Lei Tao in the sixth place and Zhou Xiyang in the seventh place, all the three stars of Chang'an are popular."

After listening to Fang Xiaole's words, Lin Yao opened her eyes in surprise: "Wang Jia's language is red so fast?"

The artist popularity list of the lighthouse refers to the popularity of TV drama actors. Wang Jiayu ranked in more than 30 yesterday. Unexpectedly, he jumped to No. 10 in just one day. This is a real overnight popularity!

"Great! Jiayu's efforts were not in vain. "

Lin Yao is sincerely happy for Wang Jiayu.

She and Fang Xiaole visited Jing'an twice and saw Wang Jiayu's state on the set.

When others saw her, they all ran over excitedly to ask for autographs and group photos. Even if Wang Jiayu didn't have his own play, he still buried himself in research with the script.

Lin Yao took a look at Wang Jiayu's script, which was full of her understanding of the role and plot. She also prepared a small book and wrote dozens of pages of biographies for her Tanqi.

This attitude, like many dedicated singers, she will practice and polish repeatedly in the studio before she releases a new song until she reaches her most satisfactory state.

Hard work is the basic condition for success.

Of course, only hard work is not enough, especially actors and singers. In addition to hard work, they also need talent and opportunities.

Wang Jiayu undoubtedly has all three.

"Cut, I thought I could listen to sister Yao's voice. It's boring..."

Fangfang glanced and then said:

"Oh, by the way, to get down to business, sister Yao and president Fang, I heard that Dajiang entertainment, Baifeng media and Shen Xin are all contacting Wang Jiayu and want to dig her up."

"Shen Xin?"

Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao looked at each other and felt a little funny.

At first, Wang Jiayu left Shenxin entertainment because she wanted to play the unspoken rules. Now Shenxin comes to her again, isn't that ridiculous?

Does Chen Qiao really want face?

"No, sister Yao and president Fang, don't laugh first. There are too many examples of artists trained by small companies becoming popular overnight and being poached by large companies. We have to find a way."

Fangfang was a little anxious.

Aiyao studio has plans for two TV dramas. Now aiyao lacks actors. It's not easy to have Wang Jiayu who can be a film and television signboard in the future. He can't be poached so easily!

"Fangfang, don't worry."

Lin Yao leaned against the head of the bed, gently stroked her lower abdomen and said with a smile:

"Just now we both received a text message from Wang Jiayu."

Then he read this short message from Wang Jiayu:

"Sister Lin, president Fang, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I don't know what to say. Anyway, as long as aiyao still needs me in the future, I will stay in aiyao all my life!"

Fangfang was silent for a moment and smiled: "it seems that Jiayu knew we might have this concern, so she specially sent this message to you. This girl is very smart!"

They said a few more words. There was a sound of opening the door from Fangfang. She immediately said to Lin Yao:

"My little milk dog is back. I won't accompany you anymore. Sister Yao, please play with Fang Zong. Bye!"

Lin Yao asked her, "Xiao ye came home so late?"

"I'm not working for your shopkeeper. You don't know how many people are talking to us about cooperation recently. Xiao Ye is going out to entertain these guys. Oh, I'm going to massage my little milk dog. Bye bye!"

As soon as Fangfang mentioned her little milk dog, her saliva was about to flow out. She said something to Lin Yao and hung up the video in a hurry.

"This dead girl!"

Lin Yao skimmed her lips.

At this time, there was a sound of opening the door outside. Fang Xiaole hurried out to have a look and found that his mother-in-law who had gone out "on a date" early in the morning had returned.

However, different from her fine dress and happy face in the morning, Haiyao's face was gloomy and obviously in a bad mood.

"Mom, are you back?"

Fang Xiaole didn't know what to do, so he had to give a simple greeting.

He listened to Lin Yao. Haiyao called back this afternoon and said he had something to live in Lanheng garden tonight.

Although I didn't mention that name, it's obvious that I must be with Lin Duan.

This is the rhythm of that!

But I didn't expect that Haiyao would run back at this time.

And I quarreled with my father-in-law again.

"Xiao Le, haven't you slept so late?"

Haiyao saw that it was Fang Xiaole. She forced a smile on her face. She sat on the low chair at the door and changed her shoes. Her sky blue cheongsam was wrinkled, and the whole person looked a little tired.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?"

Lin Yao's voice came from behind Fang Xiaole.

"Wife, why did you get out of bed?"

"Daughter, what are you doing out here?"

They were startled. He hurried to help Lin Yao.

"I'm not sick. Why are you afraid of taking two steps? Mom, what happened to you and my father? "

Lin Yao waved her hand to show that she was okay and looked at her mother with concern.

"Alas..."

Hai Yao sighed and gnashed her teeth a moment later:

"Lin duanzheng, that bastard, I don't want to mention him! You two have an early rest. "

Then he went into his bedroom and went to bed without even taking a bath.

The couple stood in the living room and looked at each other.

"Husband, did my mother and my father quarrel again?" Lin Yao asked anxiously.

"It doesn't seem unusual for father-in-law and mother-in-law to quarrel?" Fang Xiaole shook his head helplessly.

"Husband!" Lin Yao pouted and patted him.

"Well, well, tomorrow I'll let my mother find a chance to ask my mother-in-law. You'll call your father-in-law tomorrow to see if you can mediate between them."

Fang Xiaole had to appease Lin Yao first and finally coax her back to bed.

They were lying in bed. Under the appeasement of Fang Xiaole, Lin Yao finally fell asleep.

He couldn't sleep with his eyes open and was a little speechless to his father-in-law.

Why can't a big professor coax women?

Oh.