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Jing Anan raised his head and smiled at them: "By the way, Mom. Dad said that Xiaojun and I will be independent, and we will move out. If you are free in the future, come to Ningcheng to visit me more and teach me. I cook, and I also want to be as capable as my sister."
"Oh, okay, there is a chance." Every word she said seemed full of purpose, and Ning Shaomin really didn't know how to reply to her. What's more important is that facing her is like facing the person from back then.
"Buzz buzz" A buzz came from overhead. The three of them looked up and saw a drone flying past.
Jing Xiaojun suddenly thought of something. He turned around and saw Si Mingnian standing behind them, holding the remote control in both hands and looking up to the sky with a focused expression. It's just that this look looks particularly elegant in this world of mountains and mountains.
She suddenly felt like her heart was struck by something, shaking a little. Yes, it feels like shaking. She silently raised her hand and pressed it on the middle of her chest.
¡°Be obedient, you can¡¯t be tempted by this man. He is fake, a paper man.
"Mr. Si, are you filming us?" Jing Anan spoke up, his tone soft.
Si Mingnian adjusted the angle of the drone, handed the remote control to Gao Zhuo behind him, walked up to Ning Shaomin and said, "Auntie, this hilltop is great. Can you lend it to me for filming scenes in the future?"
Ning Shaomin laughed easily: "This hilltop is not mine. If you want to take pictures here, you have to tell the village."
Si Mingnian: "Do you have to report to the village even the front and back yards of your home?"
¡°Can the front and back of my yard still be photographed?¡± Ning Shaomin asked.
Si Mingnian: "Of course, if Auntie is willing to appear on the scene, we will let you be a star too."
He was serious about what he said, and Ning Shaomin was also serious about it, and she was a little conflicted: "This is definitely not possible."
Jing Xiaojun really can¡¯t do anything about him. This man is trying to find a way out from the people around her. However, my heart felt warm.
She took Ning Shaomin's hand and said, "Mom, I haven't appeared in my video yet. If you appear in his camera, I will fall out. If I fall out, the consequences will be serious."
She also deliberately looked vicious, looking fierce.
¡°Si Mingnian couldn¡¯t help but be startled. Her coquettish look was too soft, completely different from her usual appearance.
While he was in a daze, Jing Xiaojun passed by him and whispered: "What are you looking at?"
Ning Shaomin did not forget Jing Anan: "An'an, let's go, we are going back."
She did not follow him, but deliberately stayed behind and walked side by side with Si Mingnian.
Si Mingnian deliberately slowed down his pace to match Jing Xiaojun¡¯s speed, keeping a one-foot gap up, down, left, and right. The one on the top is to keep up with Jing Xiaojun, the one on the left is to stay away from Jing Anan.
Jing Anan slowly moved to the right: "Mr. Si, last time I was lucky enough to see the master at your home, I haven't thanked you personally yet!"
"You're welcome, that was a misunderstanding." Si Mingnian said coldly.
Jing Anan was confused: "Misunderstanding?"
Si Mingnian: "Well, I hired the wrong person as my assistant."
"Really? Did Assistant Gao hire the wrong one? How could it be?" Jing Anan really couldn't understand.
Si Mingnian¡¯s eyes followed Jing Xiaojun¡¯s back closely: ¡°Yeah!¡±
In response, he simply caught up with Jing Xiaojun and walked side by side with them.
Gao Zhuo's face was extremely ugly. The scandal of the past eight hundred years was brought out by Jing An'an. He said slowly: "I'm sorry, Miss Jing, I mistook you for Mr. Jing."
It¡¯s Jing Xiaojun again? Jing Anan had a smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth twitched: "It doesn't matter, there will be opportunities to cooperate with Mr. Si in the future."
Gao Zhuo said expressionlessly: "It shouldn't be possible!"
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Back in the courtyard, Jing Xiaojun saw a group of people surrounding Yao Zicheng, watching the video he exported.
Yan Yu pointed to the screen on the laptop and said, "Sister Xiaojun is really good at camera. Why doesn't Qinhua ask our Xiaojun to make a TV series or something?"
"I want to, too, but I guess your little sister won't agree." A deep baritone voice came from behind her.
Turning around to see Si Mingnian, she was about to cheer and encourage him when she heard Jing Xiaojun say, "Go and wash the vegetables!"
Yan Yu pursed her lips: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm going to wash the vegetables."
Yao Zicheng closed the computer and put it aside: "Come on, start it."Got it! "
The shooting frequency they set is 2-3 days each time, and 10-15 works each time. Therefore, Ning Shaomin had already prepared a room for them.
There were a few more people now, and it was almost afternoon. These people didn't say they were leaving. She was a little embarrassed. Everyone who came was a guest. Should she stay or not?
Jing Xiaojun is different from her, she doesn¡¯t want to keep anyone! She sat down to drink water and looked at Jing Anan from the edge of the cup: "It takes an hour and a half to get back to Ningcheng from here. If you have nothing else to do, go back first. We will be filming here soon, and the content will not be easily spread."
She took the glass of water that Ning Shaomin poured for her with a calm expression, and wanted to take a seat. Unexpectedly, he was hit by a heavy and solid log bench.
She said "ah" and threw herself forward. The cup flew out of her palm and there was a "clang" sound. The cup hit Yao Zicheng's laptop.
The entire glass of water flowed on the laptop case and quickly spread inside.
"Depend on!"
"oops!"
"quick!"
For a time, several people made anxious sounds at the same time, but she sat down in pain and rubbed her knees: "It hurts!"
Several sharp eyes were shot at her, especially Yao Zicheng, who had just rescued the computer. His tone was very rude: "Miss Jing, did you do this on purpose?"
She was gritting her teeth and enduring the pain. When she saw him yelling at her, she immediately felt aggrieved: "No, I didn't mean it. I was accidentally hit by a stool just now. Oops, what happened to your computer? Is it flooded? "
Yao Zicheng: "You are the only one who gets hit by a stool if your brain is full of water! I have seen so many tricks like yours!"
Si Mingnian leaned against the fence, with a meaningful look in his eyes, and gave Gao Zhuo a look. The other party immediately nodded and went out to make a phone call.
Jing Anan looked like she was about to cry and looked at Ning Shaomin: "Mom, I really didn't mean it."
Ning Shaomin sighed: "Does your knee hurt? Go to the room and I'll give you some medicine."
Jing Anan limped into the room after her, Yan Yu said softly to Jing Xiaojun: "Sister Xiaojun, I saw it just now, she threw the cup out on purpose."
Jing Xiaojun said nothing, but she held the small object specially given to her by Yao Zicheng a little tighter. It seemed that she would have to carry this voice recorder with her often in the future.
¡°Maybe such a white lotus flower can be a monster.
However, what I have to say is that her method is really too low-level. Does she think these people are fools? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com