"I've worn three pairs of pants!"

“…three?”

"Well, leggings, two pairs of autumn pants..."

"Tangtang often wears this way?"

"Of course, otherwise you think we are really not afraid of the cold?"

“…you won.”

Lu Xiaoran sat down and happened to have no one to drink the pot of tea, so he poured her a cup: "How much did the box office of "Northwest"?"

"It's over 700 million today. Depending on the situation, it's very likely that it's over 800 million!"

“…It’s not possible to have 800 million, “Special Forces 2” is about to be launched and “Crazy Primitive Man”…”

"…This tea is really good." Chen Zhixi sat down cross-legged: "I feel that Hollywood is not very good this year!"

"Hollywood also has a box office New Year. The difference between the Little Year is that this year there are "Iron Man 3" and "Superman: Man of Steel"..."

Chen Zhixi shook her head: "I feel that this year's total box office may not be as good as last year's!"
Chapter completed!