Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

With her hands behind her back and a smile, she took a good look at the pair of beauties in front of her. After eating enough, Gu Wanwan spoke.

"Jianuo, you are from City C, right? Will you go home after the party?

Although Sukarno could not see and was not holding a blind rope, he walked without any sense of stagnation. When she asked the question, he was slightly raising his head and looking at the sun, with his fingers turned behind his eyes, and the light was flowing between his dove-gray eyes, as if

The splash on the shore stirred up the topmost spray of the iron-gray waves.

He "looked" like this for a while before he put down his palm and answered her question, "Yes, I grew up in City C and am very familiar with it. I can just go back by myself after the Spring Festival Gala. There is no need for the company to send a car."

Wanwan didn't want to emphasize too much that Sujiano could not see, so she just nodded without persuading.

Kano was gentle, but not weak; he was humble, but not incompetent. She had never doubted this, and she had never intended to stand on the moral high ground and give out her sympathy.

"Jiang Ling is going back to H City, and Ji Mo will fly to London with Jiang Yun. What about you, Eddie? You don't have to go back even during the Spring Festival?"

Eddie squatted down and patted the Labrador dog that was crawling around his feet, "No, I will probably stroll around City C to feel the Chinese festival atmosphere."

"Then you come to my house, my mother can make dumplings! I will take you to set off firecrackers, light fireworks, and teach you how to write Spring Festival couplets!" Gu Wanwan put one hand behind her back and shook her index finger in front of her chest.

Ah, her face was full of excitement - her calligraphy strokes were no better than a dog crawling, so she could only show off her skills in front of foreign friends. God knows how many years she had been looking forward to this scene! She could finally do it with pride and pride.

I said loudly to my childhood calligraphy teacher, "Teacher, look, even someone with calligraphy like me can be a teacher!"

Eddie probably didn't expect that she suddenly became so enthusiastic, almost throwing herself at him, and was so frightened that she nodded repeatedly.

Jia Nuo stood aside, still smiling softly, "The temple fair in City C is also very lively. Eddie, you can go and see it. There are many folk performances and folk dolls. I also have a Father Rabbit that I bought when I was a child."

"Ah ah, is it the one with long ears, wearing a big red robe, and riding on a big tiger? I also have one. Every year at the temple fair, it is sold at the door a little way in. And every year I only sell this one.

You look like the boss is dragging you to death!" Speaking of old memories from his childhood, Gu Wanwan immediately transformed into the nine-pound old lady at the gate of the temple, gesticulating and complaining to Jia Nuo, "And isn't there a seller next to him?

Is it the one with candy figures? The one where I pay a dollar to spin the wheel every time. Every time I can only turn to the small ones like mice, chickens, and rabbits. When I see other people holding big and beautiful candy figures like dragons, phoenixes, etc.

I’m so jealous.”

The smile on Sukarno's face deepened, and he was obviously thinking of those good old days. He stopped and sat on the grass beside the road, "I once got the Monkey King, and I remember that the boss even carried it on his back.

The golden cudgel is so long that when the bamboo stick is turned, it will sweep into the person's face."

"Wow, then you are so good!" Wanwan said enviously and sat next to him, "Sun Wukong is the most difficult to draw. I have only taken it once, and I didn't do it myself. I remember that I took it secretly.

I went to spin the carousel with 20 yuan of lucky money, determined to turn it into a phoenix, but in the end I only drew a kitten or a chicken, not even a sheep. The children next to me all booed and booed me, and I was so angry.

If I wanted to cry, the boss gave me a Sun Wukong, hehe..."

Although Eddie had never experienced such a childhood, it was quite interesting to listen to the two chattering.

Xiaoxing was originally lying next to his feet, enjoying the caress, but when she noticed that the movements in his hands had slowed down, she opened her eyes, tilted her head and licked his fingers.

The breeze came from afar, blowing through the newly sprouted grass and branches, and the air gradually became filled with moist moisture.

It is good when the water is shining and clear, and the willow wind does not blow cold on your face.

Spring is finally coming.