MTL - Thousands of People Suspected of Rebirth and Became Popular on the Internet-Chapter 154 you don't want me

Hearing the news that An Jing would also be in the role, Lu Yuqi immediately opened his eyes, looked at the white ceiling, and then hummed, saying whether he played or not had nothing to do with me.

It was as if they had something to do with each other.

An Qingyan vaguely got something. In short, Lu Yuqi's reaction was a bit strange. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, but my eldest brother is a top-tier traffic. With him here, the ratings of this drama will be guaranteed. already."

"How about you, do you want to try?"

Lu Yuqi agreed and said, "Yes, I heard that this drama is good." After thinking for a moment, he frowned and reluctantly said, "Well, I'll try it. Anyway, I don't want to be with two idiots."

An Qingyan knew who he was talking about. There are so many people in their group, and everyone has different personalities and styles. It is inevitable that conflicts will occur, and they are not as happy as they seem on the surface.

Just like Lu Yuqi, with his unruly and arrogant temperament, many players did not dare to approach him during the draft, and some even scolded him behind his back.

However, if the drag king cares about these, it is not the drag king.

"Anyway, it's a limited group, and it will be disbanded after a year."

"Then I will recommend you to the director?"

Lu Yuqi hummed.

An Qingyan added: "The filming will start in a week, and the audition may be in two days. The director's requirements are quite high, you should prepare well, and you can ask me if you don't understand anything."

Lu Yuqi chuckled lightly, without any modesty, saying that if I fail the audition, I will give you your surname.

An Qingyan liked the confidence of dragging the king.

The two said a few more words and hung up the phone.

The crew was still lively, An Qingyan sent a private message to Wu Weiguang and recommended Lu Yuqi to him.

When Wu Weiguang saw it, he made his debut in a talent show again, but he doesn't dare to take a contemptuous attitude now. The little treasure he recently found was not also a talent show, and his acting skills are not inferior to those of the class.

An Qingyan also sent a few photos over, Wu Weiguang clicked on the photos and looked at them, and he was instantly amused. This kid's appearance really matches Lin Xiao, or the rebellious temperament that almost overflows the screen, isn't it Lin Xiao Benxiao? ?

To be honest, it is indeed more suitable than the last actor, but I don't know that his acting skills can't surprise him.

[Okay, you let him prepare well, and notify the audition when the time is determined]

[Ok, thank you Director Wu]

An Qingyan exited the chat interface in a good mood, and his eldest brother called, "Yan Yan, why didn't you tell us when you got home?"

An Qingyan touched the tip of her nose with a guilty conscience, "I want to give you a surprise."

"Really?" An Jing was skeptical, but he had just heard the news that his brother came back by yesterday afternoon's flight and only returned home tonight.

What did you do in between?

The answer doesn't seem suspenseful.

"Well..." Just as An Qingyan didn't know what reason to explain, An Jing over there suddenly said that the phone was out of power, and hurriedly said something and hung up the phone later.

An Qingyan didn't take it seriously, thinking that his mother and eldest brother would be back later, he pulled his cotton slippers and walked quickly to the kitchen to make them a late-night snack.

On the other side, the expensive sedan stopped near the entrance of the villa area. An Jing and Song Shuman looked at the person standing on the side of the road, and the other was looking at them eagerly.

The two looked at each other and were silent for a moment.

Song Shuman's eyes were complicated, and her expression seemed a little tangled. She sighed inaudibly and said softly, "An Jing, let's go down and have a look."

An Jing didn't speak, and when Song Shuman opened the door, he also opened the door on the other side and went out.

Annan wanted to enter the villa area, but the security guard at the entrance did not let him in, saying that he was not a resident here and could not enter without the permission of the head of the household, and he was very aggressive and drove him out.

He had lived here for nearly 20 years, and the security guard knew him. He didn't know how polite he was before, but now even a security guard can bully him!

Annan cursed in his heart.

No way, he has nowhere to go now, and the days when he was kicked out of his home was definitely the worst time in his life.

He can only wait outside. No matter what, he must see his mother. Unexpectedly, after waiting for less than half an hour, he really saw Anjia's car coming this way. He hurriedly stopped the car. down.

Annan took two steps forward. He lowered his eyes, clasped his hands together nervously, and whispered to the two who came over and shouted, "Mom, big brother."

In the winter, An Jing looked at the pitiful person wearing a peaked cap and only a long-sleeved T-shirt in front of him, and frowned helplessly, "Why are you here?"

Seeing his son who had loved him for nearly 20 years, but now it has become like this, Song Schuman had mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't know what to say.

Therefore, she couldn't say anything cruel and heartless.

An Nanyi raised her eyes and glanced at Song Shuman, then lowered her head again, "I'm sorry, I know that I shouldn't disturb your life. I have done many unforgivable wrongs..."

"So, what's the matter with you coming to see us today?" An Jing looked at him blankly, telling himself over and over again not to be soft-hearted, how much he loved this "brother" in the past, how ironic it is now .

They love him so sincerely, but in return they get revenge for kindness.

"Sorry, I really don't know what to do."

As he said, tears flashed in An Nanyi's eyes. He really felt uncomfortable and wronged. He was resolutely unwilling to go back to Lin's house. The room was dirty and small, so he would not recognize Lin Jianxiang's waste as his father.

Now Anjia can't go back.

He didn't have any money on him either. Fortunately, his clothes and accessories in the past were all famous brands. He could sell them online to get some money, but this was not a long-term solution.

He was expelled from the school, and now he doesn't dare to go out. He can only stay in a small hotel every day. Many people outside know him, and they may scold him behind his back.

He was really cornered.

"I went back to Lin's house, but Lin Jianxiang beat me all day long and kicked me out." An Nanyi sniffed and said with a choked voice, "I really don't know where I'm going, I'm desperate now. It was very painful and painful..."

"Mom, brother, I really know I'm wrong." He grabbed An Jing's arm with both hands and looked at them with tears in his eyes, "I will be very good in the future, and I will not do bad things again."

"Can you let me go home, please, I'm really obedient, don't want me..."

"Nan..." Before the two words Nannan were finished, Song Shuman's words paused, and then he said, "Don't do this."

There was a moving look on her face, and she couldn't bear it or was tangled. In fact, she often thought of An Nanyi during this time, and she warned herself over and over again not to be soft-hearted.

When she was soft-hearted, she thought about what An Nanyi had done to Yan Yan, what kind of suffering Yan Yan had suffered over the years, and how her soft-hearted would hurt Yan Yan.

Thinking of this, she forcibly suppressed all these emotions.

But when An Nanyi really stood in front of her and told her this while crying, she was still moved with pity.

An Jing sensed Song Shuman's mood, raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, gave her a look, and pushed away An Nanyi's hand holding his arm.

"Big brother..."

Song Shuman hesitated, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"So, what do you want us to do? Let you go back to the An family?" An Jing pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, his voice was as cold as ice in winter, "Let a heart The shady, scheming person who nearly killed my biological brother returned to the An family?"

"How can you make me believe that you are really reformed? Just those few words just now? How many tears?"

"Forget it, don't talk about it." Song Shuman gently tugged at the corner of his eldest son's shirt, a little unbearable.

An Jing continued: "When you did those dirty things, you should have thought that you would end up today, but you did it anyway."

An Nanyi stared blankly at the other party's icy expression, feeling very unfamiliar. He said aggrieved: "Brother, how can we say that our relationship for so many years is gone..."

"I really know I'm wrong. How do you want me to prove it? I can kneel down and apologize to Yan Yan. He can do whatever he wants me to do..."

As he was talking excitedly, his body softened, and he suddenly closed his eyes and fell to the ground, as if he had fallen into a coma.

Song Shuman was taken aback, and quickly squatted down to probe An Nanyi's forehead, only to find that he was a little hot, "I have a fever, let's take him to the hospital quickly, An Jing?"

The coldness in An Jing's eyes faded, and he stared silently at the unconscious man on the ground, as if he saw something.

Song Shuman was urging him, but in the end he didn't say anything, but helped the other party to help him into the car and go to the hospital.

It was very late when the two came back from the hospital. Both mother and son were silent. An Jing didn't mention what happened just now, "Yan Yan came back today, I don't know if he slept or not, I'll go see him."

"Okay, I'll go take a look too."

The two walked to An Qingyan's room and found that the door was half-open and no one was inside.

They found people in the restaurant because the lights were still on.

An Qingyan sat at the dining table, bent over and fell asleep on the table, half of Qingjun's face was buried in his arms, and he fell asleep peacefully.

An Jing and Song Shuman looked at each other and eased their steps.

But the boy who heard the movement still moved his eyelids and woke up quickly. He still looked blankly at the two people who appeared in front of him, with a smile on the corners of his brows and eyes.

"Mom, brother, why did you come back so late?"

An Jing: "There was something on the way that was delayed, why did you sleep here?"

"I made a late-night snack for you, and I fell asleep waiting here."