The opening and ending songs of the big-headed son and the little-headed father on TV were so brainwashing that they were played over and over again.
Lin Zhaoxia put the things away and when she came out, she saw that the child's eyes were glued to it and he didn't move his buttocks.
Tsk.
Lin Zhaoxia walked past him, then walked back, but the child didn't even look at her.
She had bad intentions and stood in front of him...
The child didn't look at her. He tilted his head and stretched his head to the other side of her body.
She moved two more steps to block his view, and the child stretched in another direction, leaning his head in the other direction of her, but still not looking at her.
Ho!
Lin Zhaoxia rushed directly to him, and grabbed his eyes with one hand like a claw, until his eyes followed her gesture, and then lifted up, and up, until their eyes met.
"Hahaha..." Lin Zhaoxia was overjoyed.
Zhang Zhi pouted unhappily.
It’s so fun, even children from ancient times can’t escape the attraction of cartoons. I can't help but laugh.
If you think about the tone of his speech and watch more cartoons, you might be able to correct his accent, which would be more effective than Lin Zhaoxia correcting him.
But you can’t keep watching.
"Go take a shower first, and then watch after you take a shower."
Changzhi blinked at her, looked at the TV again, and stood up obediently.
"So good." Lin Zhaoxia praised and turned off the TV.
I found a new towel and a long white T-shirt for her, but it didn't have any underwear. I found a new pair of disposable underwear for him to wear first.
Push him into the bathroom, explain it to him, see him nod, and come out.
In the bathroom, Chang Zhi looked around and saw his little head exposed in the big mirror in the bathroom.
He blinked at him, and he inside also blinked, and he stood on tiptoes again, and he inside was also taller.
After playing for a while, Changzhi reached out and turned off the light button on the wall.
The room suddenly became dark.
He was sitting on the toilet for a long time, looking at the light coming from under the door, looking depressed.
He has grown up to be like his grandmother and grandfather, and he has become homesick for his family.
Lin Zhaoxia dug out another more suitable T-shirt and wanted to give it to Chang Zhi. Then she walked to the bathroom door. Before she could knock on the door, she heard low sobbing inside and was stunned for a moment.
The child is crying!
Cry softly and suppressedly.
Lin Zhaoxia felt as if someone had pinched her throat all of a sudden, making her feel stuffy and astringent.
The child is only five years old and homesick.
She was confused and didn't know how to deal with this child, but this child didn't know how to face her either, and she was frightened and uneasy.
I'm also afraid that I won't want him.
At such a young age, I endured too much all at once.
Lin Zhaoxia felt a little uncomfortable and walked away silently after listening for a while.
A man was sitting on the sofa, lost in thought.
Until the mobile phone video connection sound rings...
"Why did it take you so long to answer? What's your expression?"
At the other end of the video, Zhang Lianqiu's big head was revealed, "You haven't gotten over the shock yet?"
Lin Zhaoxia said nothing, only smiled at her.
"It's even worse." Zhang Lianqiu looked disgusted.
He also felt that it was unkind to attack a social worker who had just lost his job, so he comforted him: "You were so busy before, why don't you take a break? If you can't eat, you still have me."
He patted his chest and said proudly: "Sisters support you!"
Lin Zhaoxia still had a heavy expression on her face.
Zhang Lianqiu immediately felt distressed: "How about you work in my dad's company for a while?"
Zhang Lianqiu was careful to test, fearing to break his friend's fragile heart.
Lin Zhaoxia shook his head: "No, I still have some capital, so I won't be unable to eat. I'll let you support me when I don't have enough to eat."
Zhang Lianqiu breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really afraid that you can't think about it." I'm afraid that this best friend will be depressed.
I saw that life was about to get better, but I didn't know that the project would fail and I would lose my job.
Lin Zhaoxia was lying facelessly on the sofa, and said in a cold tone: "I haven't heard a word before, but any screenwriter has no time to think about it, because he died suddenly before that."
"Bah, bah, bah, I'm going to die!"
Zhang Lianqiu scolded her bloody things on the other end of the phone.
"You don't know how lucky you are. You were hired by a big company before you graduated. You became a part-time screenwriter. Not only did you get a fixed salary, but you started writing scripts as soon as you started. Look at our class, there are still a few who persist. ? How many people are still doing this?"
Lin Zhaoxia nodded, then she was relatively lucky. Although there is no freedom as a screenwriter on the job, there is a fixed salary.
Guaranteed harvest despite drought and flood. For a recent graduate, having money and food on the table is nothing better than anything else?
Zhang Lianqiu was afraid that she would not be able to think about it, so he continued to talk: "Even if there were a few classmates working in companies like you at the beginning, who would not be doing odd jobs for others? Who would write the script from the beginning? Just Zhao Lin, we are a talented woman, and now we are still I’m writing an outline and a biography.”
"But Zhao Lin is not unemployed, I am unemployed!"
Lin Zhaoxia wailed.
She worked for a year and a half, like an old scalper, day and night, and finally got the chance to sign the script, but the project was rejected!
If it's bad, then it's bad. In the past ten projects, nine of them have been bad, but the company has been disbanded!
She is unemployed!
she! lose! Industry! Got it!
Zhang Lianqiu hurriedly comforted: "Don't be like this, don't be like this. It's been a tough winter for film and television for the past two years. As for our current project, even though it's being filmed like crazy and we're looking for people to promote it every day, who knows whether it can be successfully launched." "
It’s not like there are no projects that have been planned for seven, eight or ten years. There are so many projects that can’t be released after filming.
Lin Zhaoxia despised her: "You are at the end of filming. There are so many video platforms. As long as the boss is willing to bow his head, you still can't release it?"
Zhang Lianqiu glared: "Ours is a star-studded production! It's a big production! It's different from the low-cost online dramas. The boss is reluctant to bow his head."
Her artist finally begged her grandpa to sue her grandma for playing a fourth female lead, but she couldn't be cast. Wasn't this all in vain?
The two couldn't help but sigh, each having their own difficulties.
"I'll finish shooting here in two days, and then go back to warm your house and bring you gifts."
Lin Zhaoxia was not polite to her. Thinking about what she needed in her new house, she ordered gifts now.
"Isn't it going to be four months of filming? It's over so soon?"
"My master is just the fourth female lead, and the filming will be completed in two days. Be good, hold on a little longer, and when the sisters return to Haishi, I will take you to have a big dinner."
Lin Zhaoxia nodded in agreement, and just as he was about to make a few jokes, Zhang Lianqiu on the other end responded to someone unknown, and then said hurriedly to Lin Zhaoxia: "My master summoned me, and I died!"
Lin Zhaoxia stared at the phone and shook his head and laughed. Zhang Lianqiu was still so lively and energetic that people envied him.
This girl has wanted to enter the entertainment industry for a long time, but she is not from a major, and her appearance is also a bit poor, with a slightly rounded appearance.
I have encountered many obstacles on my journey as an actor.
Just when Lin Zhaoxia thought she would give up, she became an assistant to a newcomer as soon as she graduated.
I get a salary of 4,500 yuan a month, and I am always happy to be bossed around. He told Lin Zhaoxia that he had to go through curves to save the country.
Lin Zhaoxia admired her determination.
As soon as he put down the phone, he turned around and saw that he was holding a corner of his T-shirt and standing at the bathroom door with wet hair, looking at her at a loss.
