Zhao Ya arrived at the company early in the morning the next day. Before the sky in Pingsha in December had already lit up, Zhao Ya slammed the door.

After knocking for nearly ten minutes, Old Tang walked over and opened the door with two big dark circles muttered and complained, "Who? Are you sick? It's only seven o'clock!"

He shouted loudly.

As soon as the door opened a crack, Zhao Ya entered the company and said, "It's still early? It's seven o'clock now! The sun is burning its butt!"

Old Tang squinted his eyes and looked outside the door, and saw the bright street lights in front of him. Where did he see the sun?

"Where did the sun come from? Is it crazy?" Old Tanghou cursed after realizing it.

Zhao Ya laughed, "You really believe it? Fool! No, I bought breakfast, it was steaming, so hurry up and eat it while it's hot."

Old Tang turned his head and squinted his eyes at Zhao Ya, "You've got chicken blood today? Eat and eat, eat a hammer! It's fine to get up so early, but I'll wake me up. I'm crazy."

He said that Old Tang yawned a long time, "No, no, I have to go back and sleep, I'm going to die."

Zhao Ya grabbed Lao Tang: "Don't sleep, don't you know that sleeping again is not good for your health?"

"I don't know, but I know I feel very happy after sleeping!"

"Stop sleeping, go and wash quickly, what else can I sleep!" Zhao Ya pulled Lao Tang again, then found the switch in a few steps, and turned on the lights, "The lights are not turned on in broad daylight, and the lights are dark, no wonder you want to sleep."

"Ah......I'm crazy!!!" Old Tang grabbed his chicken coop head as if he was venting, "Who turns on the lights in broad daylight? If you need to turn on the lights, isn't it still not on? I found that you really have chicken blood!!"

Zhao Ya was indeed injected with chicken blood. She didn't sleep well last night. When she thought of Queen Tang, the woman standing at the top of the pyramid of China Entertainment, was so excited that she couldn't sleep at all.

At 1:00 a.m., she got up and sang a few songs. She lay on the bed with peace of mind until her neighbors screamed from childhood to adulthood until she could not be isolated from the doors and windows.

Looking at Zhao Ya's appearance of blood injecting chickens, Old Tang remembered what Zhao Pingye said to him yesterday. If she told her that she didn't want to go there today, she would definitely stab herself to death!

"Are you so excited... Wow! What's wrong with your eyes? Was you beaten up by the elementary school student who sang Karaoke yesterday?" She laughed twice, and with the light, she could see clearly the two huge dark circles on Old Tang's face, and was shocked.

Old Tang squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Ya, "You are so embarrassed to say that you forgot to bring a membership card, and told a little girl to see your face and recognize you. Now, I won't even have fun opening a recording studio business in the future."

Zhao Ya was quite happy, "I really recognized me? You said it earlier, I'll sign her an autograph!"

Old Tang gave Zhao Ya a blank look, sat down on the sofa, pulled the breakfast Zhao Ya brought, complained about what they were buying, and then picked out a steaming bun from it and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hey~ I don't even brush my teeth!"

"I have to brush my teeth and eat, will my teeth be brushed white?"

Zhao Ya was too lazy to debate with Lao Tang, who was sloppy and no one loved, on personal hygiene, and asked: "What's wrong with you? These two eyes are so dark? Did you become a thief last night?"

“I didn’t sleep well.”

"I didn't sleep well, right?"

"You didn't fall asleep at five in the morning?"

Zhao Ya chuckled and stopped saying a word.

Old Tang did not sleep well last night. When he thought of Queen Tang who was really going to participate in this variety show, he was not sleepy at all when he was coming to Pingsha. He kept tossing and turning in bed until five in the morning before he fell asleep.

Who would have thought that after only two hours of sleep, Zhao Ya was awakened to death.

The more I thought about it, the more angry he felt. Old Tang threw down the bun and turned to Zhao Ya and said, "I really don't know what you think. Let's set off at nine o'clock, and you arrived here at half past eight o'clock. As a result, you arrived just after seven o'clock and woke me up, which made me feel no energy at all."

Zhao Ya apologized: "I'm just so excited, don't be surprised. Then what, do you want to go back and have a sleep now? I'll call you later?"

Old Tang twitched, "I'm still sleeping with a hammer. After you've been tortured like this, you can't sleep even if you can't sleep. Okay, let's sit here and wait until 8:40 or 50, the boss will come over!"

8:55.

Zhao Pingye pushed open the door and saw Lao Tang and Zhao Ya sitting on the sofa, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "We are here so early today? Look at you like this, you probably have been here for a while, right?"

Zhao Ya smiled awkwardly and said, "Boss, have you had breakfast? It's still cold."

"No, I've eaten it. I'll leave it to Lao Tang as a midnight snack."

Speaking of Lao Tang, Zhao Pingye looked at Lao Tang sitting on the sofa and nodded and asked Zhao Ya, "What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know, I guess I'm sleepy." Zhao Ya's face did not change, "Boss, look at him, it's really, I'm sleepy here in broad daylight, and I don't have any professionalism at all."

Looking at the coldness of the breakfast on the table, Zhao Pingye guessed something and said, "Let's go to go and wash it, change the clothes. Old Tang?"

Old Tang didn't move for a long time, and Zhao Ya pushed Old Tang hard, "Old Tang!!!"

Old Tang staggered, squinted his eyes and raised his head, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Wow!!" Zhao Pingye was also shocked by Old Tang's two dark circles, "What's wrong with you?"

"He... is not in good spirits, but he will be able to recover soon." Zhao Yati lifted Lao Tang's collar up, "Let's go, Lao Tang, go wash his face and brush his teeth! Hurry up, there are more than ten minutes left, hurry up! Why are you dead?"

Seeing Zhao Ya pulling Lao Tang into the bathroom step by step, Zhao Pingye shook his head helplessly.

More than ten minutes passed quickly. The car that Zhao Pingye called had reached the door and shouted, "Okay? The car is here!"

"Okay OK! Come now!"

It was Zhao Ya's voice.

Soon, Zhao Ya and Lao Tang walked out. Lao Tang's hair had not been blown dry and his clothes were full of wrinkles. However, compared to the dying look of sitting on the sofa just now, he was still much more energetic.

"Okay," Zhao Pingye stood up and said, "Let's go."

As soon as he reached the door, Old Tang suddenly changed his face, "Oh, my stomach hurts. Why don't you go first? I'll take a taxi to come here soon after I go to the bathroom."

Zhao Ya suddenly turned around and glared at Old Tang.

Old Tang instantly raised his back, "Okay, okay, I'll hold it in, can I hold it in? Let's go, go quickly! Annoying!"

The streets of Pingsha were not crowded at 9 o'clock, and the road was unobstructed. Zhao Ya looked out the car window with great enthusiasm, and her eyes moved from one building to another, and she went back and forth.

Old Tang couldn't help but say, "Why are you like a village girl who has never seen the world? Liu Laolao has entered the Grand View Garden, right?"

Zhao Ya was in a wonderful mood this day and didn't bother with Lao Tang. She just snorted and then looked out the window, ignoring Lao Tang.

After watching for a while, Zhao Ya suddenly frowned and asked, "Boss, this seems not the way to our recording studio at Pingsha TV Station?"

"Are you going to the recording studio? We are going to another place," Zhao Pingye replied: "This variety show has a lot of requirements for the venue, and the recording studio of Pingsha TV Station has almost been finalized, so the shooting venue was placed outside the recording studio. We went there."

"Souga." Zhao Ya nodded.

"Oh, I'm still talking about Japanese, right? Who can't do it?" Old Tang snorted, "Yamei Die Yamei Die~"

Zhao Ya giggled, "Old Tang, you are sick!"

"Mysterious!" Lao Tang added.

At this moment the driver said, "Here."

This is a private villa, and the shooting venue is in this private villa.

Zhao Pingye learned about the script a little last night. It is a type of grudges that the public is more interested in.

The general plot is that a very rich old man suddenly dies. His personal butler summons all his children away for property division. Then a series of wills falsifications occurred, and disputes between the legitimate child and the illegitimate child. The old man’s wife had an affair and gave birth to a son who had no blood relationship. She also found out that the old man died strangely and found out the story of the murderer.

Very bloody and exciting.

Because all the shooting venues were indoors, Ye Lin did not deliberately look for a venue that fully meets the story requirements, but only renovated the private villa and set the shooting venue here.

At this time, there were already two people waiting at the door of the villa. They walked up quickly, "May I ask, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Tang and Miss Chu?"

Zhao Pingye nodded, "That's right."

"Please come in quickly, Mr. Ye is already waiting for you inside."

Zhao Ya whispered to Lao Tang and said, "This is really a five-star treatment!"

Old Tang didn't care, "It's just a superficial skill. What's the big deal about asking two people to guard the door? I can also guard the door, who can't? If you really have sincerity, please treat me to a big Thai lobster!"

Zhao Ya frowned, "Thailand? Lobster?"

"Seeing that you have never seen the world, don't you know Thai lobsters? Don't in the countryside!"

Zhao Ya pulled the corner of her mouth and turned to look at Zhao Pingye.

Zhao Pingye said: "He's nonsense."

Zhao Ya turned her head and glared at Old Tang. Old Tang shrugged and whistled.

"Mr. Zhao, Miss Chu, and Mr. Tang," Ye Lin walked over and walked over. She blinked at Old Tang, and then said, "Please sit here."

Several people sat down on the sofa, and several people looked at the interior style of the villa, which was indeed very changed.

The retro decoration is low-key and restrained, and even a fireplace is built. In places like Pingsha, I have never heard of anyone who can decorate a fireplace. If you don’t look at the appearance of the villa but only look at the interior, you will really think that this is the residence of a wealthy family.

Ye Lin smiled at Zhao Pingye and said, "Mr. Zhao, what do you think?"

Zhao Pingye nodded, "It's really good, the details are very good."

Ye Lin asked again: "By the way, I sent you a script yesterday. Have you read it?"

“See it.”

"Can you put forward some valuable suggestions?"

Zhao Pingye smiled and shook his head, "I am not a professional screenwriter, what opinions can I put forward? Mr. Ye respects me too much."

Ye Lin smiled, but in fact she just mentioned it casually.

Zhao Ya was already very eager to make up for this matter. Just as she was about to speak, Zhao Pingye pressed her hand and then secretly kicked Lao Tang.
To be continued...