In the afternoon, Qiao Yitong accompanied Huo Qiu to watch the audition scene. Several of them were not bad. One of them was Jiang Yunchang.
To say that Jiang Yunchang still has the acting skills, and the role he chose for the audition is also suitable for him, so when Huo Qiu asked Qiao Yitong, Qiao Yitong just nodded.
In this way, Jiang Yunchang was selected.
It was not until the signing of the contract that Jiang Yunchang met Yang Ran, but Yang Ran almost vomited blood on this side.
"Tong Tong, Jiang Yunchang has signed a contract to do the same drama with you?"
Qiao Yitong was taken aback, Yang Ran's tone was not very good, but she still said, "Yes."
Yang Ran was so angry that he cursed in a low voice: "He is not a good person, you must stay away from him."
Qiao Yitong happily responded: "Okay."
She was so well-behaved, but Yang Ran calmed down and told her about Jiang Yunchang and Wei Ling. She believed that Qiao Yitong's mouth was tight and would not talk nonsense.
"Jiang Yunchang relied on making a few web dramas by himself. When he became popular, he really regarded himself as the top player. He also learned from others to open a studio. Does he have the resources? He didn't want Wei Ling to help him, but Wei Ling, a thoughtless love brain, really believes in his rhetoric and wants to terminate the contract with the company. I have taken her for five years, but she is no match for a man who has just met less than a year."
When he said this, Yang Ran felt all sorts of feelings in his heart, sour and helpless, and a touch of melancholy.
"Tongtong, don't follow her, you can fall in love, but you can't lose your mind. Anyway, a woman must have her own career and an independent personality, so that she will not be led by a man. , Otherwise, it's over."
Yang Ran said with deep feeling.
Qiao Yitong heard a trace of sadness and self-deprecating in her words.
Thinking about it, Yang Ran is also a person with a story.
However, she is not curious about other people's private affairs.
"Sister Yang Ran, I know."
At present, she has no idea of falling in love. Even if she does, she will put her family first. She may not fall in love or have no lover, but she does not want to lose the family who loves her.
This night, I don't know if I was really angry, Yang Ran said a lot of heartfelt words to Qiao Yitong, and told her like an ordinary elder, and warned her.
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The next day, Qiao Yitong did not have a job, and the casting was finished. After that, he rested at home until the fifth day of the year.
"Tong Tong, it's New Year's Eve, and you will come to the kitchen to help me later." Qiao Luo said during breakfast, dividing the tasks for today, "Your dad is busy these days, so don't talk about your brother. I won’t come back this year for the New Year. We are at home and we will make some snacks later."
Qiao Yitong was startled, just looking at Qiao Luo like that.
Qiao Luo didn't seem to notice her surprise, and asked, "What's the matter? What's the matter with you later?"
Qiao Yitong shook his head hurriedly: "No, just... I don't know how."
Qiao Luo smiled: "It's okay, neither will I, as long as we don't blow up the kitchen."
After speaking, he laughed loudly.
Qiao Yitong looked at her smile, and then laughed, although the smile was very shallow.
She lowered her eyes to eat breakfast.
This is the first time my mother asked her to do housework. It used to be that she would not let her do it, and that she would not let her touch it. Everything was thought out for her, as if she was like a fragile doll.
Although she knew that her mother loved her very much and wanted to make up for her debts over the years, she was always at a loss.
Sometimes when I get home, it’s very difficult to talk to Qiao Luo. I always have nothing to say.
so awkward.
I always feel that something is missing, there is no intimacy between mother and daughter, and there is no casual relaxation between family members.
After breakfast, Qiao Zhiyan went to work, and Qiao Yitong took the initiative to help wash the dishes.
Qiao Luo didn't stop, but she didn't idle either, and went into the kitchen together to prepare and flour.
It's a pity that Qiao Luo doesn't know how to do it. Either the water has increased or the noodles have been reduced.
"Ah, what the hell is this? Why do I want to make snacks, don't the snacks that I bought smell good?" After several failures, Qiao Luo collapsed looking at his face covered with muddy hands.
Qiao Yitong looked at her and smiled: "Mom, have you never cooked before?"
"Of course not." Qiao Luo wouldn't admit it, "I can help too. When your dad is busy, I will..."
Speaking of this, when Qiao Yitong looked over, Qiao Luo cleared his throat: "I'll ask my aunt to do it."
Qiao Yitong: "..."
Qiao Luo arrogantly said: "It’s not ashamed to not be able to cook, a woman, it’s fun to cook occasionally, but I will never be a rice cooker. You have to remember this, whether it’s love or marriage in the future. If this is the case, a man can't get used to it, and he can't let him think that it's natural for a woman to cook."
Qiao Yitong nodded and listened very carefully.
Qiao Luo dealt with the failed works, and the mother and daughter cleaned the kitchen while chatting about the housework.
One said, the other listened, the atmosphere was very harmonious, much better than before.
Qiao Luo sighed in her heart. Fortunately, she discovered it early. After talking with Dr. Wang, she realized that there was a problem with her previous relationship.
For example, Dr. Wang suggested cooking or something, saying that this can increase parent-child interaction and intimacy.
It now appears that the effect is remarkable.
After the kitchen was cleaned, the mother and daughter went back to the living room to watch TV.
Qiao Luo passed the remote control to Qiao Yitong and asked her to choose the TV she wanted to watch.
Qiao Luo complained while watching, and would tell Qiao Yitong that this person was not good at acting, he was handsome and pretty, in short, there were a lot of words.
Qiao Yitong would also respond with a word, and sometimes take the initiative to say a few words.
Seeing the funny place, Qiao Luo even smiled and leaned on Qiao Yitong's shoulder, it can be said that there is no image at all.
When she leaned over, Qiao Yitong's body stiffened, and then relaxed again.
It can be said that the atmosphere has never been so warm.
Of course, if Qiao Yitong's cell phone doesn't keep ringing, so much the better.
The WeChat notification tone is simply bombing.
The phone keeps ringing.
Xiao Mingshu: [Tongtong, I'm at your door, I miss you. 】
Xiao Mingshu: [We haven't seen it for many days, I have a gift for you. 】
Xiao Mingshu sent a lot of messages, every word telling his longing and wish to meet.
Qiao Luo glanced at it casually, feeling a little unhappy, it was this stinky boy who came to grab someone from her again.
Without showing her face, she asked, "What's the matter? Have a job?"
Qiao Yitong put the phone away: "No, it's my friend."
Qiao Luo knowingly asked: "He has something to do with you?"
Qiao Yitong hesitated for a while, as if a little embarrassed, Qiao Luo was so sad, even if Xiao Mingshu looked good, no matter how genius, in Qiao Luo's eyes, pigs came to her house to grab cabbage.
But she didn't want her daughter to be embarrassed, and sighed in her heart: "Let him come in!"
When you enter the house, at least she is still there. If you go out on a date, who knows what that pig will do with cabbage.
Qiao Yitong raised his eyes and looked at her in a little astonishment, then smiled, got up and opened the door for Xiao Mingshu.
Upon seeing this, Qiao Luo was a heart-stuck.
It's over, the cabbage is going to run away with the pig, sooner or later.