Chapter 878
"You are all in the music industry, especially now that he is mainly developing at home. Sooner or later, you will meet each other," Lausanne sighed. "Did he contact you later?"
"Sometimes, but rarely," Yan Su was depressed. "At the beginning, it was for him that I entered this circle. As a result, I went to my own place in the end. When I saw him, I would feel very sad."
"Don't you like singing at all," Lausanne wondered. "Don't you feel a sense of accomplishment when you hear your songs sung all over the streets?"
Yan Su was stunned.
That's true.
She also likes singing, but she didn't expect that one day she would have to eat by singing, but this feeling is not bad.
……
The two talked until midnight.
At seven o'clock in the morning, the makeup artist came to make up Lausanne and Yan Su.
Yan Su's make-up was not as complicated as the bride's, and it was soon done. When she came out of the room, Mo Jin called out to the kitchen, "Liuxi, Susu has also got up, and more bowls of noodles."
Think of to eat the noodles under molucci, Yan Su was scared, "Auntie, don't..."
"Uncle Xu used to make breakfast, but there were less red envelopes. He went to buy red envelopes early in the morning," Mo Jin said. "The noodles made by Liuxi are delicious, so you can eat them again."
Yan Su thought silently that she was very afraid of molucci poisoning in the face, OK.
Ten minutes later, Maurice made four bowls of noodles.
Mo Jin warmly pushed a bowl to Yan Su, "Su Su, try our cooking skills in Liuxi."
In the indifferent sight of Maurice, Yan Su took the noodles, stirred them, and tasted them. Not to mention, the noodles taste really fresh, especially with meat inside. The cooked noodles are not inferior to the cooking skills of the shops outside.
"It's delicious," Mo Jin said with a smile. "When we were four years old, we would eat our own hot food. When we were six years old, we would cook and wash my clothes."
"Mom, eat noodles. Can you say less?" Maurice interrupted coldly.
Mo Jin whitened her eyes, and then approached Yan Su and said, "Susu, if you have any suitable students in the music department, let's see if you can introduce us to Luchi. I'm worried that he is always so homesick..."
But Xu Xi's face is more and more beautiful in school, and now he doesn't have to take a good face in school
"Yan Su, don't talk nonsense."
Mo Liuxi warning words have not finished, the head was mo Jin with chopsticks knock down, "impolite, call sister."
"She's not my sister," said Maurice, gnashing his teeth.
"Why is she not your sister? She is three years older than you, and she is your sister's good friend," Mo Jin was not angry. "Did you hear what I said?"
"Do not eat," molucci Teng got up and left, let him call her sister, dream.
"This child has a big temper," Mo Jin said to Yan Su with a smile. "Su Su, don't mind. By the way, what kind of girl you said is how old she is."
"Auntie, I guess she should come today. It's Anlan's sister," Yan said with a smile.
Eat bowl noodles, Yan Su with a bowl into the kitchen, suddenly out of the back of a cold and sharp voice, "who let you in front of my mother chewing tongue."
When Yan Su heard the voice, she turned back, and the people behind her were approaching. Her bowl hit his waist, and the soup in the bowl splashed all over his waist.
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"Sometimes, but rarely," Yan Su was depressed. "At the beginning, it was for him that I entered this circle. As a result, I went to my own place in the end. When I saw him, I would feel very sad."
"Don't you like singing at all," Lausanne wondered. "Don't you feel a sense of accomplishment when you hear your songs sung all over the streets?"
Yan Su was stunned.
That's true.
She also likes singing, but she didn't expect that one day she would have to eat by singing, but this feeling is not bad.
……
The two talked until midnight.
At seven o'clock in the morning, the makeup artist came to make up Lausanne and Yan Su.
Yan Su's make-up was not as complicated as the bride's, and it was soon done. When she came out of the room, Mo Jin called out to the kitchen, "Liuxi, Susu has also got up, and more bowls of noodles."
Think of to eat the noodles under molucci, Yan Su was scared, "Auntie, don't..."
"Uncle Xu used to make breakfast, but there were less red envelopes. He went to buy red envelopes early in the morning," Mo Jin said. "The noodles made by Liuxi are delicious, so you can eat them again."
Yan Su thought silently that she was very afraid of molucci poisoning in the face, OK.
Ten minutes later, Maurice made four bowls of noodles.
Mo Jin warmly pushed a bowl to Yan Su, "Su Su, try our cooking skills in Liuxi."
In the indifferent sight of Maurice, Yan Su took the noodles, stirred them, and tasted them. Not to mention, the noodles taste really fresh, especially with meat inside. The cooked noodles are not inferior to the cooking skills of the shops outside.
"It's delicious," Mo Jin said with a smile. "When we were four years old, we would eat our own hot food. When we were six years old, we would cook and wash my clothes."
"Mom, eat noodles. Can you say less?" Maurice interrupted coldly.
Mo Jin whitened her eyes, and then approached Yan Su and said, "Susu, if you have any suitable students in the music department, let's see if you can introduce us to Luchi. I'm worried that he is always so homesick..."
But Xu Xi's face is more and more beautiful in school, and now he doesn't have to take a good face in school
"Yan Su, don't talk nonsense."
Mo Liuxi warning words have not finished, the head was mo Jin with chopsticks knock down, "impolite, call sister."
"She's not my sister," said Maurice, gnashing his teeth.
"Why is she not your sister? She is three years older than you, and she is your sister's good friend," Mo Jin was not angry. "Did you hear what I said?"
"Do not eat," molucci Teng got up and left, let him call her sister, dream.
"This child has a big temper," Mo Jin said to Yan Su with a smile. "Su Su, don't mind. By the way, what kind of girl you said is how old she is."
"Auntie, I guess she should come today. It's Anlan's sister," Yan said with a smile.
Eat bowl noodles, Yan Su with a bowl into the kitchen, suddenly out of the back of a cold and sharp voice, "who let you in front of my mother chewing tongue."
When Yan Su heard the voice, she turned back, and the people behind her were approaching. Her bowl hit his waist, and the soup in the bowl splashed all over his waist.
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