"It's time to have a meal!"

A somewhat harsh female voice echoed outside the door, but Wang Xiaole turned over and continued to look at her tablet on the bed.

Read the comments of the old boy from Youdou.com, it is now one of Wang Xiaole's biggest hobbies.

People on the Internet speak nicely, but they are much more fun than playing games.

"Click!"

With a slight sound, the door was opened and a woman with some intellectual and elegant walked in.

This is Wang Xiaole's mother, Zhao Hanying.

"You are going back more and more? Get up!"

"Mom, do you have something to say?"

Looking at his pissing mother, Wang Xiaole reflexively curled into a ball.

"What time is it now, get up quickly! What a lazy guy!"

"I'm taking a few days off."

Wang Xiaole muttered a few unwilling words.

"Stop talking nonsense, get up and have dinner quickly. I'll go to the company later."

"oh."

Looking at his thriving mother, Wang Xiaole got up helplessly.

"You're going to stay at home like this?"

While having breakfast with my mother, Wang Xiaole couldn't help but laugh at her everyday questions.

"Mom, I'm resting..."

"I've been resting for half a month! Don't think that you can sleep on the credit book by doing some results."

“Yes, yes, yes.”

When Zhao Hanying went out in a hurry, Wang Xiaole retreated back into the room.

I don’t know if it’s because of the strange dream, but Wang Xiaole has become a little otaku now. He likes to read various comments from netizens in his room, just like he is in that earthly world.

"The old boy's song is so nice!"

"I heard that this director is still a student from the film academy, so awesome!"

These simple comments can make Wang Xiaole like him at home for a day and enjoy watching it all the time, hahaha.

"Hey, Coke, do you have time tonight? Come to the bar for fun?"

At this time, a sentence popped up on the screen.

"If you have anything fun, don't go."

Looking at Chen Tianxing's portrait wearing sunglasses, Wang Xiaole responded disdainfully as he drank the fat man happy water at hand.

"No, Lu Qianxue and Fang Mingda, they are here too, everyone will gather together."

"Time, place."

I had nothing to say about Chen Tianxing, a rich second-generation, but seeing the beauty is not bad, Wang Xiaole immediately changed his words.

As a successful career, Wang Dao, you can enjoy the people occasionally.

"cut!"

With the picture of the middle finger sent by Chen Tianxing, there is also the positioning of a bar.

…………

In Yanjing, where the lights are just on, the hard-working people during the day begin to release their pressure.

"Youth is like a rushing river. You will never say goodbye until you go back!"

Fang Mingda, who was wearing a denim jacket and singing hard on the stage with a guitar, actually has a lot of fans.

Many flower baskets were placed in front of him, and they looked very stylish.

"Hehe, Coke, look at how awesome Brother Dabao is now? I heard that his girls have changed their girls every day recently."

Chen Tianxing blushed slightly, with envy on his face.

Lu Qianxue, who was sitting on the other side, rolled her eyes disdainfully.

"Xiaoxue, are you still shooting magazines recently?"

Wang Xiaole ignored him and turned his head to ask the junior girl beside him.

"I'm still taking pictures, Yusha has already given me the treatment of the inner page."

Lu Qianxue smiled.

The old boy actually didn't get much reward for this movie, but the girl realized what added value is for the first time.

The model's market has risen, and many people know that she is invisible wealth.

No wonder the actresses in the entertainment industry, whether they are scandals or bad movies, have to be bubbling on the Internet anyway, which is indeed beneficial.

"You have very good conditions, but the models and actors are still a little different. Please pay attention to this later..."

Whether it is this world or the earth, very few so-called models become real actors.

Beauties can take these two paths, but after all, they are two different paths.

"Senior brother, have you still filmed a movie recently?"

Lu Qianxue blinked her big eyes and looked at Wang Xiaole with some expectations.

"Not busy, not busy. My level is not very good."

Wang Xiaole is quite contradictory now. He has many good movies in his mind, but he knows that it is very difficult to operate on the spot.

Anyway, I have only made a small amount of money now, and Wang Xiaole still wants to enjoy it.

"I pretended to behave myself again. I made a movie for two months, and I made five million for 300,000 yuan. Is it still said that my level is not very good?"

Chen Tianxing couldn't stand someone pretending to be beautiful in front of a beautiful woman and pointed it out directly.

"Hehe, everyone's credit, everyone's credit."

Wang Xiaole was modest in his mouth, but his big mouth that was grinning to the back of his head showed that he was in a very comfortable mood now.

"Hey, the director department is different. I have to sing and make a living every day. You can earn my meals for several years in a month."

At this time, Fang Mingda, who had finished singing, walked over with envy.

"Hey, Brother Dabao, I can't calculate that."

"The old boy is an exception. We invest ourselves. If it is a blockbuster, the director will not make much money."

Suddenly, the two guys from the director department began to refute.

The director looks good, but in fact there are only a few who are really awesome, and the others are all small hits from investors.

"Hey, don't talk about these disappointing ones, come on, let's have a drink!"

After all, they are all students who have just come into contact with society, and Wang Xiaole and the others don’t want to get too involved in the dark side of society.

"Cola, you can't just stay at home all the time. If the old boy's craze is over, it will be difficult for you to invest in the future..."

Lu Qianxue and Fang Mingda obviously understand the rules of the entertainment industry better than Wang Xiaole.

"It's okay, I have food in my stomach, but now my level is a little worse, and many things cannot achieve the effect I think. I'm also in a difficult situation."

Wang Xiaole's ambivalence was ruthlessly ridiculed by Chen Tianxing: "Yes, someone said that the box office of the movie he made could be over one billion. Hehehe, everyone should understand the face of a super director!"

Lu Qianxue and Fang Mingda were both amused and crying.

This year, the domestic blockbuster movie "The Legend of the Demon" is only 2 billion, and the second place instantly dropped to the level of 1.5 billion.

Wang Xiaole's brag is a bit too much.

"What do you know? One billion is not difficult. I can do it by just looking for a movie, but that's not what I want."

What Wang Xiaole said, who was a little overbearing, surprised the other three.

The expectation that failing people say is called daydreaming, but the expectation that successful people say is hard to say.

Maybe Wang Xiaole didn’t even know his grandmother’s next film. But before that, who would have thought that the old boy would be so popular?

"Senior brother, why don't we try another film?"

Lu Qianxue looked at Wang Xiaole with some eyes glowing.

"No, no hurry..., my level is not enough, I still need to further study..."

At this moment, Wang Xiaole's phone rang.

"Hey, are you Wang Xiaole? Your mother is hospitalized..."

"ah?"

Listening to the female voice on the phone, Wang Xiaole was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!