Mo Shiyi couldn't help but chuckled, "Where are you waiting?"
"The school gate."
"That's a good place, I've been waiting for someone there before..."
Qi Yan and Tan Xiaomeng were obviously seduced to curiosity, but they only waited for Mo Shiyi's long sigh.
The boy she was waiting for had grown into a deep-minded man. She had waited and loved him, and now she was tired and couldn't wait anymore. It was time for her to leave.
"If possible, Uncle Lu, I want to ask you to send her back for me."
Tan Xiaomeng waved her hands repeatedly, trying to reject this kindness, but was persuaded by Mo Shiyi.
After seeing them out with their own eyes, Mo Shiyi turned around and returned to the office alone to continue to work on the things at hand.
For some reason, Qi Yan felt that Mo Shiyi's back was a bit lonely and desolate, and even Liang Yiming's hand that had been shaking in front of her for a long time was discovered.
"What are you thinking? I'm still in a daze for so long."
Qi Yan didn't confront him abnormally, "I always feel that Sister Siyi's emotional journey is not as smooth as it seems."
The sudden sadness and sorrow of spring and autumn obviously made the science man confused, "They are them, we are us, they are always sweet. Do you want to eat candy?"
Qi Yan rolled her eyes, crushed Liang Yiming's feet hard, and walked away angrily.Left Liang Yiming exhaled with his toes that were so painful, with a confused look on his face, jumping to stop Ke Ke who was passing by, "Why is she angry?"
Seeing everything, Ke Ke looked sympathetic and disgusted, "Just based on your straight man's IQ, you will understand when you think of not giving away the Death Barbie pink number when you give away lipstick."
"What does this have to do with lipstick? I really think that color number looks good."
With an incomprehensible explanation, Ke Ke simply left a look that made him ask for blessings.
...
One month before the release of "Qinghuang", major video websites launched various trailers.Not long after, the audience's expectations were overwhelmed. Of course, Pei Zishen's huge fan base made immeasurable contributions to the promotion, and some passers-by were attracted by the wonderful trailer, and they all recommended people around to book movie tickets together, preparing to rush to the cinema to watch as soon as the movie was released.
By the time Mo Shiyi remembered from her busy schedule that it was time to buy tickets online, tickets for "Qinghuang" in nearby cinemas were hard to come by, and almost every venue was full, otherwise there would be the most marginal seats left with poor movie viewing experience.
Mo Shiyi thought, if you can't buy good seats if you release new shows later, then you will have those bad seats on the day of release.
"Why are you stunned here?"
Someone gently patted her hair with something, which immediately brought her to her senses.
"See if there are any good movies recently... You are becoming more and more casual now, and you are not worried about being photographed and gossiping?"
Pei Zishen leaned lazily in front of the stage, "Let them go, and write whatever they like."
Since the media has discovered that Pei Zishen is one of the shareholders of Tisfony, he had thought about digging out the lovely news about the young actor and Tisfony designer Mo Shiyi. But after staying for so long, it was all about Pei Zishen and Mo Shiyi's actions that came and went, and there was no news that could be used as a hot spot.
So after watching for a long time, those entertainment reporters went crazy. Later, when Pei Zishen appeared in Tisfonny in a swagger, he was too lazy to surround him and criticize the microphone.