Who knows? The anchor I like has become a movie queen!

Chapter 112 Song Yurou secretly meets Ji Gang and Li Qian

However, Ji Xia was in a hurry to join the crew, and she also needed to prepare some other things, so she rented a house first, hired someone to clean it up, and then moved in after that. It was expected that her parents would come over a few days after the filming started.

When it was time to officially join the crew to shoot the first scene, the most nervous person was Zhang Guoguo. She was also a newbie and was very nervous. She prepared a small stool, a sun umbrella, a water cup, a straw, disposable bed sheets, etc. She was nervous and always felt that something was missing.

Ji Xia also asked Daxiong, and he said that she could rent an RV, so she rented another RV. Now that she had the conditions, there was no need to compromise herself.

Zhang Guoguo is really a very competent assistant. Although she is young, she works very efficiently. She asked someone to clean the house in advance and put all the daily necessities, medicines and kitchen utensils that might be used neatly.

Ji Xia simply read the script at home these two days. Many of her scenes took place in the palace, and some long passages of dialogue were difficult to understand and needed to be learned in advance.

Jiang Qingyan finally escaped from the hands of his two bad friends. When he returned to the company, he saw the jewelry that Zhou Yu was going to send home. He thought for a while and sighed, "I'll go back and deliver it." Calculating the time, it had been a long time since he went home. He arrived home at noon, thinking of having a meal with his mother before leaving.

After arriving home, he was surprised to find his father, who was supposed to be at work, sitting in the living room. Jiang Qingyan was stunned for a moment when he came in, but he still handed the things he had taken to his mother with a calm expression.

"I won't eat today. I'll come back to see you next time." Jiang Qingyan said as he sat next to his mother.

"Now that you're back, let's have a meal," Jiang's father said stiffly beside him.

Finally, under the attack of her mother's eyes, Jiang Qingyan still sat at the dining table. The scene was silent, and only Jiang's mother kept talking to liven up the atmosphere.

Seeing that Jiang Qingyan didn't say a word, but just sat there quietly, nodding and eating some shredded potatoes, Jiang's mother repeatedly glanced at Jiang's father who was sitting in the main seat.

"How is your company?" Jiang's father squeezed out these words from his throat. He felt that he was already bowing his head.

"Not bad." Jiang Qingyan put down his bowl and chopsticks after answering, and looked towards his mother: "I'm leaving first, and I'll come back to see you next time."

He moved the stool away and took less than two steps.

"Stop!" Jiang's father said angrily. He slammed his chopsticks on the table and walked over to Jiang Qingyan. "What do you want? It's been all these years, and you still haven't complained enough?"

It had been a long time since he had seen his son so closely. He no longer looked the same as he remembered, and he had to tilt his head back to see his face clearly.

Now when I go out for social events, people keep mentioning that their youngest son is very promising and his company is very profitable.

Jiang Qingyan looked at his father without any fluctuation in his eyes. He didn't know how to react.

Sure enough, when Jiang's father looked at the child who had no reaction, he felt a burning pain on his face, and the trace of regret in his heart disappeared.

His mind was filled with anger and stubbornness. "Do you think you've already left home? If it weren't for the Huanyuan name, do you think you could have made it? What are those things of yours?"

Jiang Qing's indifference made his father even more furious. "And what kind of variety show are you organizing? Who are you looking for? You're looking for a female anchor. It's really embarrassing..."

Jiang Qingyan, who had been as cold as ice today, finally responded: "I don't feel ashamed. You seem very uncultured to comment on other people's careers like that."

"You just like her? I don't agree. She doesn't deserve to enter our house!" Jiang's father wanted to hit him directly.

Jiang Qingyan no longer wanted to argue with him. It was pointless. He just left with one sentence: "She will never enter the Jiang family, and neither will I." He left quickly. It was a mistake for him to come back today.

He got in the car and immediately called Zhou Yu. After the call was connected, he didn't say anything but just stayed on the line. His father would definitely not be at home at noon.

Zhou Yu knew it when he received the call, and he responded immediately: "I'm sorry, it's my mother. She said that the madam told her that it's not a big deal that your relationship with the chairman has been tense, so if you go back, let me send a WeChat message to tell her. I really didn't say anything else." His voice became lower and lower, and he knew he was in the wrong.

Zhou Yu listened to the voice on the phone nervously, because he was afraid that the only sound in his ears would be his own heavy breathing, which seemed to last for a century.

"There won't be a next time." The phone call ended.

Zhou Yu put down his phone, but during this period of time, he broke out in a cold sweat. He knew very well that if it were not for their relationship, he would have been carrying a small cardboard box to the human resources department. Disclosing the boss's whereabouts was a "capital crime".

Originally, he thought he had grown up with his boss, and when the old lady approached him and asked him to help bring them together, he figured there was no such thing as an overnight grudge between a father and son, and that maybe helping them would lead to a happy family reunion, so he would never join in the fun again!!!

Jiang Qingyan rushed away, and the two people in the room fell into a deathly silence. Jiang's mother stood beside them dejectedly. Everything today was ruined. What did her son's last words mean?

On the first day that Ji Xia joined the crew, Song Yurou finished filming during the 24-hour observation. The first thing she did when she came back was to go to the park downstairs from Ji Xia's house at night.

She stood in a dark corner and looked at the place where Ji Xia's parents set up their stall. She found out about this by squatting under Ji Xia's fan club with her trumpet.

Ever since Ji Xia's parents accidentally showed up on the show, they were soon discovered by fans while setting up their stall. Ji Xia's parents' products are cheap and of good quality, so they are almost sold out by the fans who flock to the stall as soon as they set up.

Song Yurou was standing at the back wearing a mask. A little girl next to her asked her if she was a fan of Ji Xia. She kept muttering: I like Ji Xia very much. Every time I came to queue up, I couldn’t buy a doll. The little doll made by Ji Xia’s parents looks very similar to Xia Xia. Everyone in the group has one, but I could never buy one.

Song Yurou rolled her eyes. She was not a fan of Ji Xia, but she still patiently asked, "What do you like about Xia Xia?" She wanted to know why Ji Xia's fans liked her so much?

The girl thought about it seriously and said, "I think she's beautiful, hardworking, and serious. She has so many good qualities. From the first time..."

Song Yurou: I shouldn’t have asked.

Finally, amid everyone's discussion, two people came under the moonlight, and Song Yurou looked in the direction of the sound.

A middle-aged man came over pulling a camper van. He was not tall and walked unsteadily. There was another thin woman who was wrapped tightly.

He looked plain and ordinary, and his clothes were also ordinary. If he were thrown into the crowd, he would be a poor person that no one would even look at twice. His back was not straight, and he looked as if he had suffered a lot in life when he stood there. She was horrified to find that there was her own shadow in the man's facial features.

His eyes are very similar to Song Yurou's.