A bit stiff after rebirth

Chapter 291 Bad Breakfast

Of the four people in the photo, Mo Fei and Bai Sheng had bright smiles on their faces, Xu Qinghe was still very elegant, and Su Yiqian had a light smile on her lips. The four of them had known each other for a short time, but they felt like they were old friends.

I feel like maybe this is fate.

Su Yiqian can get along well with everyone in the circle, but except for An Xiaoya, she doesn't seem to have a friend who can really joke and let things go. Maybe it has something to do with her own personality, or maybe it has to do with the rules of this circle.

It doesn't matter. She doesn't want to think too deeply about it, and it's fine to be herself.

Along the way, Mo Fei and Bai Sheng kept laughing and joking. The youngest among them was Su Yiqian, but because of her maturity and calmness, everyone subconsciously ignored her age.

When they arrived at the meeting point, Mo Fei and Bai Sheng were also a lot quieter. He Qing had been slandering Su Yiqian and a few others in his mind, and had no intention of looking at the scenery. He walked over quickly and just wanted to go back.

After taking the train back to where they lived, several people were a little tired. Liu Yue and Xu Qinghe cooked some simple meals together and called them to come down for dinner.

After taking a shower, Su Yiqian dried her hair and simply tied it up with a hair tie, "Tomorrow will be our last day in Paris, right?"

"Well, I'm going to Provence the day after tomorrow morning," He Qing responded. She still wanted to maintain her image in front of the camera and avoid having it ruined by post-production editing.

"Provence, I heard others say it is very beautiful there." Mo Fei's eyes lit up, and she felt a little yearning.

"Indeed, the Bay of Angels, the Old Port of Cannes, the Old Town of Nice, and the Papal Palace are all good." Su Yiqian nodded. Before coming, she specifically checked some guides for the destination. Although she was not a tour guide, she felt that she still knew these things.

Some are better.

He Qing coughed lightly and interrupted Su Yiqian's words, "So everyone should pack up their things in the past two days to avoid leaving things behind when we leave."

"Um."

After dinner, she returned to the room. While applying a facial mask in front of the mirror, Mo Fei said, "Qianqian, when will we work together again? I think we are a perfect fit."

Su Yiqian was sitting against the bedside holding the book in her hand. Hearing her words, he couldn't help but smile softly and looked up at her, "If there is a suitable script, we can indeed collaborate again."

"I think I can keep an eye on it after I get back," Mo Fei turned around and said stiffly. Her manager told her many times that she was not allowed to eat or smile while wearing a facial mask, which would lead to wrinkles. As a result, she dared not move once she applied the facial mask.

After putting on the facial mask, Mo Fei returned to the bed, stretched out her hand and poked Su Yiqian's face, "I'm only one year older than you, right? Why is your face so tender? You don't even put on a facial mask?"

Su Yiqian raised the book in her hand and said with a smile: "I don't often play with mobile phones and computers, so maybe my skin will be a little better. I think reading is a kind of enjoyment, much better than playing with mobile phones."

"Oh, I can't stand it anymore. I can only read electronic novels."

"You can calm down and take a look. Start with what you like. You will find that holding a book and holding a mobile phone are really different feelings."

Su Yiqian has the habit of reading every day except when the crew is particularly busy. No matter what book she reads, she has read too many books. From before to now, the whole family knows that she has this habit.

At her uncle's house, she was always keeping an eye on various books.

Mo Fei looked at the time, took off her mask and stuck out her tongue at Su Yiqian, "I can't stand it anyway, go to bed, I'll have a good time tomorrow."

Su Yiqian was not used to the camera always facing her at first, especially when sleeping, she always had trouble sleeping. After a few days, she had learned to ignore it.

He Qing did not get up late today, but the intestines she cut were burnt, the boiled eggs were soft, and only the bread was still edible.

Su Yiqian looked at the eggs that were hard to peel, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. She took a few bites of bread and put down the eggs in her hands, "I'm full."

"I'm full too." Mo Fei quickly stuffed the bread into her mouth. She was afraid of diarrhea after eating the eggs, and the intestines. Did He Qing use coal to burn them?

The smile on He Qing's face gradually disappeared. She had never cooked before, but they were still picky when cooking for them today. Did she really think that she was serving them?

Su Yiqian went upstairs and took out a bunch of snacks from her suitcase and stuffed them into her bag. Mo Fei acted in the same way as her. From now on, she may have a psychological shadow on boiled eggs.

Today their destination is the famous Champs Elysées in Paris. It is one of the three most prosperous central streets in the world and is also known as the world's top ten charming pedestrian streets. The Champs Elysées runs through the east-west main road of the capital Paris, covering its entire length.

1,800 meters, with a maximum width of about 120 meters. It is a two-way eight-lane road, starting from Place de la Concorde in the east and ending at Place de Gaulle (also known as Place de Gaulle) in the west. The eastern section is dominated by natural scenery; both sides are flat British lawns, which are quiet and quiet.

Tranquility; the western section is a high-end business district, where world brands, clothing stores, and perfume shops are all concentrated here. It is graceful and luxurious, so it is called "the most beautiful street in the world."

Looking at the various gorgeous shops on both sides of the Champs Elysées, the eyes of the other three women except Su Yiqian were shining. If they were holding their mobile wallets in their hands now, they would have gone in to buy something.

.

All the funds for their trip were in He Qing's hands. She couldn't help but want to buy a gorgeous long skirt, but Mo Fei grabbed her arm, "Sister Qing, this skirt is too expensive. We don't have money now. Wait until we travel."

When it’s over, come over and buy it yourself.”

He Qing's face stiffened slightly, and he shook off her hand in displeasure, "I just looked at it, and I don't really want to buy it. I have plenty of skirts like this."

Su Yiqian just wanted to laugh when she heard what she said. Shengshi's contract was very cruel to artists, and the money received by artists was less than 30%. The long dress that He Qing fell in love with just now was probably worth the money of one of her movies.

, if she has it, then its origin is worthy of scrutiny.

But Su Yiqian wasn't that boring and didn't expose her lies. Compared to those flashy things, she was more interested in those small items full of Italian style. She just didn't have the money. If she had the money, she would definitely buy them back.

They had lunch here and found a relatively cheap shop. It would be a bit unreasonable not to eat some of the food here.

"Not bad." Mo Fei, a foodie, nodded after taking a bite. She hadn't eaten enough in the morning. Now that she finally found something delicious, she couldn't continue to abuse her stomach.

Several other people were like her, but not as exaggerated as her.

(End of chapter)