Mahjong is a sport that has countless fans both on earth and in this world.

Even if many people don't know how to play, they still like to watch it.

For example, Tang Yue was excitedly picking up Su Yin and Wang Xingrui.

After all, a person with good luck and strong skills can definitely compete with Milan.

As for the fourth candidate, it must be their weekly manager.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Milan invited them to play mahjong together specifically for Zhou Yiyang.

After hearing this, Zhou Yiyang raised his eyebrows. Are you playing mahjong? His skills are pretty good.

Facing Milan's suggestive eyes, Zhou Yiyang nodded and agreed to this request:

"It's okay for me. Does anyone else want to play with us?"

At this time, Tang Yue stood up very excitedly. Just when everyone thought she was going to recommend herself, who would have thought that Tang Yue just pointed at Su Yin and Wang Xingrui beside her.

"Little Su and Ruirui, they are really good at playing mahjong!"

Lin Xuan'er was also very smart and instantly understood the reason why Tang Yue designated this person.

She nodded immediately and said from the side: "Yes, Tangtang and I are not very good at playing, so just watch from the side."

"Okay," Milan said casually, "Then everyone, please come in with me!"

They walked into the backyard of the farmhouse, where there was a row of single-family villas.

I heard that if you want to live here, you can book a villa there.

But Milan naturally contributed a villa for their own use.

She opened the door with a smile on her face, and then said to them: "The room is a little messy, so don't mind it."

"It's okay," Zhou Yiyang said carelessly, "My house is pretty much the same, I have my aunt come over and tidy it up every week."

"So Brother Yang, you are still too lazy," Su Yin complained: "We have to clean up the room every day and take turns."

"There are four of you, but I am the only one." Zhou Yiyang said with a smile: "And as you know, I am relatively lazy."

After Milan turned on the lights, Tang Yue immediately stretched his neck and looked at the room.

Obviously, what Milan said was "chaos" was just modesty.

The decoration here is quite beautiful, and the style is not the nouveau riche aesthetic, but a fusion of classical culture and modern minimalism.

It can be said that the decoration of this room can also give a glimpse of Milan's aesthetics.

In the center of the living room, there is a huge mahjong table. It is obvious that Milan often invites people to play mahjong.

Wang Xingrui rolled her eyes and thought about the romance novels she had read.

A group of unemployed rich ladies gathered together to play mahjong. Playing mahjong was just an excuse, but it was actually gossip and inquiring.

I wonder if Milan will take the opportunity to ask them when they are playing cards later.

"Come on, everyone, sit down!" Milan greeted them to sit down like a warm host, and poured each of them a glass of his own fruit wine.

"I made it myself. I don't know how it tastes. Please try it." After that, Milan took a sip first, as if to tell them that there was no poison in it.

Zhou Yiyang chuckled lightly, then picked up the wine glass and took a small sip.

The taste is good and the alcohol content is not high.

After the four mahjong players took their seats, Tang Yue and Lin Xuan'er sat behind them, looking in all directions but unable to make a sound.

Su Yin's first hand was not good. She was a little surprised and suspected that her good luck was gone.

Wang Xingrui played steadily, counting cards to avoid firing, and running away with random cards, never greedy.

Zhou Yiyang still likes to play big cards, but unfortunately there is one card that he has never touched. It has never appeared before.

It wasn't until Wang Xingrui played cards that she realized all three cards were with her.

Wang Xingrui smiled shyly, she calculated the cards correctly, but the person who failed to calculate was Zhou Yiyang.

As expected of someone who often hangs out in social places, Milan fed Su Yin and Zhou Yiyang a card one after another before belatedly drawing it himself.

While shuffling the cards, Milan raised his glass, took a sip, and then said: "I heard that Mr. Zhou, your new movie is about to start filming. Is there any suitable role for an old lady like me in it?"

"That's wrong. You and the word "old" have nothing to do with each other. As for the role, I don't think you may like it."

Milan understood immediately, but did not continue the topic: "Then I can look forward to the completion of the film. It will definitely be Mr. Zhou's pinnacle film. All four sisters will star, right?"

The four of them looked at each other, and Su Yin, who was sitting opposite Milan, looked directly into her eyes and said, "The role has been confirmed, and I'm still reading the script."

"Well," Milan began to touch the cards lightly: "The script is very important. When I first entered the industry, directors were much more strict than they are now. Sometimes in order for us to play a role well, we have to go and experience it on the spot.

One or two months. Waiting until filming can take a year. It’s not like now, where we start shooting after reading the script for a few days. The shooting time is only two months.”

"I still suffered from technical disadvantages back then," Zhou Yiyang said: "Too many things relied on real-life shooting, which took a lot of time. Of course, the actor's sense of belief is indeed not as good as before."

"There's nothing you can do about it," Milan smiled: "Young people nowadays have too many scripts to choose from. Directors don't want people my age. You four are good at filming, but I also know a lot of newcomers.

She doesn’t have any acting skills, but she has quite a temper.”

Tang Yue almost couldn't help but ask directly which newcomer dared to lose his temper in front of Milan, and wasn't he afraid of being banned from the circle?

While Su Yin was listening to the chat, he suddenly let out an oops:

"I seem to have touched myself, but it's still the same..."

Zhou Yiyang was so envious, why didn't he have such good luck?

Wang Xingrui is very calm. She is used to Su Yin's luck. Anyway, as long as she plays her cards well, she should be able to make a big mistake in this game.

Milan looked at Su Yin and seemed to see himself in a trance.

He became famous at a young age and has had a smooth journey. He looks innocent, but he is actually very smart.

She is also the first among the big flowers to break away from her celebrity status and move into a larger circle.

"Xiao Xiaosu is really lucky." Milan threw a card and actually criticized Wang Xingrui: "I am really envious when I see you all so young and beautiful. Unfortunately, there is no way to turn back age."

"Just cherish now," Lin Xuan'er instantly transformed into a Chicken Soup Master: "Teacher, you are not old yet, and you still have many opportunities. There are still people in the United States who win Oscars in their 70s and 80s. As long as you keep pursuing art, you will definitely have success.

reward."

Normally, Milan would never believe such chicken soup, but when she met Lin Xuan'er's firm gaze and thought of their bright future, she suddenly felt that what Lin Xuan'er said might be true.
Chapter completed!