After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Although the role given by Qin Huan may not even be called the second or third male lead, Nan Jin still solemnly stated that she would cherish this opportunity.

"Can I take this script back and read it?" Nan Jin asked cautiously.

Even in this limited time, he only glanced at the script in his hand, but he could still feel the delicate emotional description of the character in just a few strokes, and the plot that made him feel some empathy.

Qin Huan nodded indifferently. "The script is suitable for auditions. You can take it back and think about it carefully."

"Add your contact information later for the audition time, and I'll ask the assistant to send it to you."

After talking about the business, Qin Huan stood up and prepared to leave.

Director Wang kept Nan Jin around just to talk about this matter. Naturally, there was no work to do, so both of them went downstairs for a while.

"Where are you going? I'll take you with me?" Qin Huan asked casually.

How could Nan Jin have the nerve to let someone take him? "No, thank you, senior."

Neither of them was a talkative person, so they didn't exchange a few words on the way down.

What's worth remembering is that it doesn't take long to take the elevator from upstairs to the first floor, so the embarrassment that was about to arise disappeared the moment the elevator door opened.

After walking out of the elevator and arriving at the main entrance of the company, Qin Huan stopped and pointed to the car waiting for him in the distance.

"Then I'll leave first and we'll talk about the audition later."

"Okay." Nan Jin agreed.

This time he came to see Nan Jin just by the way. Thinking that there was a meal waiting for him at Xian Yu's side, Qin Huan did not delay after finishing speaking, and turned around and walked in the direction of his car.

But when Qin Huan walked over and opened the car door, he happened to see Xian Yu, who had withdrawn from his position and was about to sit back on his side again. Looking at his posture, it seemed that he was peeking before he came over.

"What are you looking at?" Qin Huan asked casually as he sat in the car.

Xian Yu narrowed his eyes. "I always felt that the person just now looked familiar."

He looked past Qin Huan towards the man who was gradually walking away.

It's a pity that he was sitting in a car, and due to the limitations of the glass and distance, he couldn't see clearly.

Xian Yu's words reminded Qin Huan of the familiar feeling he had for Nan Jin, but he didn't think much about it.

"Maybe I've seen him somewhere before. After all, the circle is so big."

Qin Huan didn't care much. "Did you ask Tang Huai? Do you want to have a meal together? It seems like you haven't seen him for a long time."

"I remember his game should be over by now."

Although they are not in the same field, they have grown up together. Qin Huai has always been very concerned about Tang Huai's situation, knowing that he will have no plans after this competition.

As soon as the topic was changed, Xianyu's attention, which was not very focused at first, suddenly wandered far away.

"It's really hard for you to still remember him." Xian Yu lay down on his seat again.

The assistant who acted as the driver in the front seat slowly started the car again. As the speed increased, they also blended into the traffic and watched the countless scenery flying by.

Xianyu pointed to the cell phone on which he had just ended the call. "You were not here just now, so I just asked you by the way. They didn't come."

"Didn't you say the reason?" Qin Huan asked.

"Didn't say."

Xian Yu shrugged but didn't care too much.

Most likely, he cares about his car.

He just thought that Tang Huai was practicing intensively to prepare for the next game, and he didn't think much about it for a while. After all, the opponent usually missed nine out of ten dinner appointments.

"..." Qin Huan frowned but didn't say anything. He just wanted to call Tang Huai to ask about the situation when he was free.

Xian Yu didn't make any move, he just raised his arms and glanced at the sky outside the car window. The sky was clear and blue, with not even a cloud in sight, which made him feel particularly comfortable.

"It would be a pity not to hold a concert in this weather," he lamented.

Unlike the weather that was always cloudy and sunny with occasional heavy rains some time ago, the weather forecast during this period is rarely accurate.

In the forecast of sunny days this year, God is in a good mood and is giving me face.

Under the cloudless sky, even the sunshine seemed a little softer, and the temperature contained in it even lacked the burning smell.

It is a kind of day that makes people feel that it would be a pity not to do something.

With this thought in mind, Murong Qiao flipped through the calendar on his phone and found that three days had passed since the day he moved.

Things are almost packed, but the move seems to have never been properly celebrated.

Thinking of the time when Annuo moved out first, he kept talking about wanting to have a meal together again, but when he moved out, there was no movement from the other party. This time, it was Murong Qiao who took the initiative to call him. Go over and ask.

Not long after the phone beeped, the sound of connecting came from the other side, but the background sound that hit his ears first made Murong Qiao sound like he was in a shopping mall.

"Hello -?" Annuo's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Murong Qiao spoke. "It's me. The move here is almost over. Let's have a meal together?"

"Qiao?" Annuo recognized Murong Qiao's voice.

Then there was suddenly no movement there, and it took about a few seconds before Annuo's voice was heard again on the other end of the phone, but this time it was much quieter than before.

"I was shopping in the supermarket just now." Annuo explained, and then got back to the topic.

"I don't even know about your move..."

She said it casually, with a lot of annoyance in her tone.

Murong Qiao curled her lips. "It was also a temporary decision, and the move was made in a hurry."

"How about having a dinner at my house tonight? I'll buy some ingredients and we'll have a hot pot together." She suggested

Annuo agreed quickly. "I happen to be in the supermarket right now. If you are short of any ingredients, let me bring them there."

The two of them were used to living together before, so saying that, they felt like they were back to the past.

Murong Qiao got up and put on her slippers to take a look at her new kitchen.

Speaking of which, Huo Yichen helped pack most of the things after she moved to this home. If it were really about what was in the house, I'm afraid Huo Yichen knows better than she does.

Murong Qiao opened the refrigerator, looked at the items inside, picked some dishes that she, Huo Yichen, and Annuo both liked and told each other.

Listening to the name Murong Qiao said, Annuo couldn't remember so much at the moment, so he called up the memo on his phone and prepared to write it down one by one. His attention was suddenly focused on the screen of his phone, and he didn't notice the man approaching from behind him.

Murong Chen originally wanted to take a rest and wanted to buy some things for dinner tonight, but he didn't expect to meet An Nuo again in the supermarket.

The two of them were neighbors after all, so he thought about going over to say hello, but he heard what the other person was whispering. He got closer behind him and vaguely heard the voice on the phone, which seemed to be his sister's voice on the other end.

"There is not much shortage of vegetables. We may also need some meat and meatballs. I will take care of the rest. You can choose whatever you like." Murong Qiao concluded.

Annuo responded and planned to hang up the phone. He was about to go shopping, but when he turned around, he almost hit a "wall".

She was startled, screaming like a frightened rabbit, and when she raised her head, she met Murong Chen's gaze.

"haven't seen you for a long time."