"I'm not playing mahjong today. I want Qiaoqiao to read me a novel."

Wen Qiao: "Huh? Reading novels?"

"Yes, my old eyesight is dim. Can you read it to me? I like your child's voice very much. Reading the novel will definitely be very moving."

Wen Qiao nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll read it to you."

After the meal, the old lady sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the small hall, and Wen Qiao sat on the carpet in front of her. It started to rain outside, and her voice was soft and soft, with the beauty of a girl and a slight rustle. Fu Nanli listened. Fascinated, the old lady's eyes became more loving and soft.

After reading dozens of pages of a novel, it was getting late. The old lady touched her head and said, "It's getting late. Let Nan Li take you back. Come and play when you have time."

Fu Nanli held a big black umbrella and got into the car with her. Wen Qiao waved to the old man outside the window.

"How was that novel?" he asked.

"Sincere, touching, plain yet full of warmth."

"That was written by grandma."

Wen Qiao was surprised, "Grandma is very talented."

"She is a writer, and it was written about her and her grandfather's experience of getting to know each other and falling in love when they were young. After her grandfather passed away, she would often read this novel and reminisce about the past."

Wen Qiao rarely said emotionally: "I hope I can grow old with you in an ordinary way."

Fu Nanli stroked her face gently and looked into her eyes, "Yes."

After Wen Qiao returned home, he felt a little strange. Xiao Mo meant that a member of the guild had leaked his identity before and was expelled from the guild.

So she has revealed her identity now, why didn't the president look for her? According to the president's level of excellence, the leak of her identity should not be hidden from him.

Although the president didn't look for her, Wen Qiao didn't intend to get away with it, so she took the initiative to look for the president.

[Bai Ze: Due to some personal negligence, my identity in the guild was monitored by people from the National Cyber ​​Security Department. I’m sorry, do I need to quit the w guild]

[President: No need]

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows, it was too quick to reply.

[Bai Ze: I heard that someone quit the membership before his identity was revealed. Why shouldn’t I?]

Kevin on the other end thought, why? Isn’t it because your boyfriend is the big boss behind the scenes, who dares to fire you?

[President: You were discovered due to force majeure. You did not expose yourself on your own initiative. The fault is not yours. Just be more cautious in the future]

After saying this, the president went offline, and Sunflower's avatar dimmed instantly.

Wen Qiao was stunned in front of the computer. This guild was quite reasonable.

At the end of August, it rained twice, and Qiu Laohu's energy subsided.

The crew of [Slightly Sweet Eighteen Years Old] has finished filming. As producers and producers, Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou went to the crew.

Wen Qiao ordered large bouquets of flowers for the two protagonists, and a closing banquet for the main cast and crew.

Wen Qiao presented flowers to Fang Duo, and Lu Youyou presented flowers to Dong Yao.

Fang Duo hugged Wen Qiao and started to cry again. Lu Youyou rolled her eyes, "Sister, do you have only one way to express your joy, anger, sorrow, and that is to cry?"

Fang Duo was sobbing and said: "Wen Qiao, thank you for letting me find a new industry I love. It wasn't until I finished this play that I discovered that I really like acting. I had to give up on folk music. Thank you. You help me find a new direction in life.”

Wen Qiao patted her on the back: "Keep your acting up from now on."

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