Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Jiang Haotian glanced at Jiang Lin and closed his mouth angrily.

"Uncle He, Young Master Jiang is right. My job is to be an artist, but I just debuted, so I really can't afford to be praised by Young Master Jiang. I'm still a newcomer, and I still need to work harder."

Qiao Yi's unhurried self-introduction not only saved Jiang Haotian's face, but also answered He Junshan's words, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

The atmosphere in the inner hall became warm again.

Jiang Lin seemed to be very interested in Qiao Yi's identity as an artist, "Which scenes has Mr. Qiao filmed? Are there any being broadcast?"

"I've just finished filming a Xianxia drama, and it's already scheduled to appear on the stars. It will be broadcast in the second half of this year. In addition, the variety show reality show I collaborated with Er Shao is still being recorded, and the broadcast time may be longer than Xianxia. Heroic dramas need to be fast, as long as they are cut well, they can be broadcast.”

"You're so good, you can be a star in the first play? Then your acting skills must be very good. When it airs on the TV station, I must watch it."

Qiao Yi smiled and waved his hands, "I'm not the protagonist, and I don't have many roles. It's the protagonist who plays well. They are all very well-known actors, and I've got their credit."

He Er immediately teased her: "Come on, don't be humble, do you think Cheng Ye can be a manager for everyone? He told me that you have the strength in you, the strength to be a movie king!" "

"Cheng Ye?" Jiang Lin was startled.

At the same time, He Junshan was also shocked.

His attitude towards Qiao Yi has always been lukewarm. Sometimes Qiao Yi felt that He Junshan didn't care about this stranger who came to his family, but sometimes, He Junshan's unintentional look over him could show her a cold sweat .

Jiang Lin: "Xiaocheng, is the director you're talking about Cheng also the one who made "Whale Language"?"

He Er nodded, "It's him, it's Qiao Yi who signed his signature."

Without waiting for everyone to react, there was a strange joke from outside the door.

"Yo, so you and my ex-aunt share the same agent, Xiaocheng, you are very good at picking people."

Joe turned around immediately.

The visitor was tall and dusty, with a pair of gray eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. It was undoubtedly He Rong.

Jiang Lin put down the teacup and got up to greet him: "Master Rong is back, hurry up and sit down."

He Rong didn't go anywhere, and sat next to Qiao Yi.

As soon as he sat down, a strong cologne smell seized Qiao Yi's nasal cavity instantly.

"Ah Choo! Ah Choo! Ah Choo!"

Joe covered his nose and sneezed three times.

Gentleman He Rong took out a silk scarf from his pocket and handed it to Qiao Yi, "It seems that children don't welcome me."

Qiao Yi's face froze and he didn't answer.

He Rong raised his eyebrows, and handed over the silk scarf a little more, "When we meet for the first time, it's too naive to lose face like this."

Qiao Yi stared at his gray eyes full of presence: "I can't get used to your high-end things."

I won't give you face, how can I drop it!

He Rong looked at her and narrowed his eyes.

At this time, He Yunting suddenly said: "He Rong, sit where you should sit!"

He Rong smiled, withdrew his hand, stuffed the silk scarf back into his pocket, strode towards He Yunting's direction, and sat down where he started.

As if nothing happened just now, while drinking tea, he seemed to say unintentionally:

"If you say that Cheng Ye's eyes are really poisonous, and the kid's appearance is really outstanding, it's a pity that he's not a woman, tsk tsk tsk, otherwise, I don't know how beautiful and gorgeous it is.

You said, isn't it, second brother. "