Chapter 455
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Yan Bing slightly frowned, he raised his hand and vigorously rubbed his eyebrows, "I'm a little uncomfortable. I'll go backstage and have a rest. "
Yao Qian took a look at his friend's face and found that he was pale.
He slapped him silently on the shoulder, "go. Take care of your health. "
Yan Bing nodded and took a bottle of water to the backstage.
"Dad."
Luo Zhiying stood up from the chair, saw Yanbing come in, and then met the past with a smile.
Yan Bing looked at his daughter's delicate smile, patted her arm, and talked to her: "how's the script going recently?"
"All the lines are memorized. I'll wait for you to choose the right roles for the play." She took Yan Bing's arm, smiling brightly and charmingly. Yan Bing laughed and went to sit on the sofa beside her.
"Dad, are you not feeling well?" Luo Zhiying wiped Yan Bing's forehead with a paper towel, "how does a face of cold sweat?"
Yan Bing rubbed his eyebrows, "nothing. Just to see an actor, I think of your mother
He hasn't thought about LAN Jiayu for a long time.
Just inexplicably, seeing the figure of the actress, he recalled the memories of his love affair with his late wife.
The appearance and temperament of that actress are different from that of LAN Jiayu, but he thinks It's very similar.
LAN Jiayu's death in dystocia has always been the biggest pain in his life. After his wife died, he never married. He lived by memory and recovered his missing daughter. Although he tried his best to compensate for his debt to her, he could not feel the feeling of blood connection from Luo Zhiying.
He always felt that it should be retribution. When he was young, he abandoned his own daughter because of his own personal gain. God would punish him and make him unable to enjoy the happiness of his family all his life.
Although Luo Zhiying is Lan Jiayu's daughter, she is not at all like her now. The temperament of her late wife is gone.
He always felt sorry.
LAN Jiayu's gifted acting skills have not been realized in Luo Zhiying. He has opened so many plays for her, but none of them can reach the height of her mother when she was young.
Luo Zhiying's acting talent is far from that of LAN Jiayu.
Unexpectedly, he found his wife's shadow on an outsider. Yan Bing couldn't help laughing bitterly.
I'm afraid it's really crazy.
Luo Zhiying held Yan Bing's arm for a while, then she saw a figure floating through the window. She gazed at Luo Nanchu, wearing sunglasses. She lowered her eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and said to Yan Bing, "Dad, I'll go to the bathroom."
Ronan took off his sunglasses and washed his face with a handful of water.
Then she heard the footsteps of high heels behind her.
She wiped her face, slowly raised her head and saw Luo Zhiying's figure in the mirror.
Luonan's face did not change. He lifted his hand to wipe off the water from his eyes and looked at Luo Zhiying in the mirror.
She has changed a lot.
At the beginning of the body that is not familiar with the world's green and naive, now only carefully packaged after the smooth.
Every expression on her face is perfect after training. She is wearing a long white dress, her long hair is spread over her shoulders and her high-heeled shoes are standing in the light. She looks like a stranger she has never seen before.
Luo Zhiying smiles at her and shouts: "elder sister."
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Yan Bing slightly frowned, he raised his hand and vigorously rubbed his eyebrows, "I'm a little uncomfortable. I'll go backstage and have a rest. "
Yao Qian took a look at his friend's face and found that he was pale.
He slapped him silently on the shoulder, "go. Take care of your health. "
Yan Bing nodded and took a bottle of water to the backstage.
"Dad."
Luo Zhiying stood up from the chair, saw Yanbing come in, and then met the past with a smile.
Yan Bing looked at his daughter's delicate smile, patted her arm, and talked to her: "how's the script going recently?"
"All the lines are memorized. I'll wait for you to choose the right roles for the play." She took Yan Bing's arm, smiling brightly and charmingly. Yan Bing laughed and went to sit on the sofa beside her.
"Dad, are you not feeling well?" Luo Zhiying wiped Yan Bing's forehead with a paper towel, "how does a face of cold sweat?"
Yan Bing rubbed his eyebrows, "nothing. Just to see an actor, I think of your mother
He hasn't thought about LAN Jiayu for a long time.
Just inexplicably, seeing the figure of the actress, he recalled the memories of his love affair with his late wife.
The appearance and temperament of that actress are different from that of LAN Jiayu, but he thinks It's very similar.
LAN Jiayu's death in dystocia has always been the biggest pain in his life. After his wife died, he never married. He lived by memory and recovered his missing daughter. Although he tried his best to compensate for his debt to her, he could not feel the feeling of blood connection from Luo Zhiying.
He always felt that it should be retribution. When he was young, he abandoned his own daughter because of his own personal gain. God would punish him and make him unable to enjoy the happiness of his family all his life.
Although Luo Zhiying is Lan Jiayu's daughter, she is not at all like her now. The temperament of her late wife is gone.
He always felt sorry.
LAN Jiayu's gifted acting skills have not been realized in Luo Zhiying. He has opened so many plays for her, but none of them can reach the height of her mother when she was young.
Luo Zhiying's acting talent is far from that of LAN Jiayu.
Unexpectedly, he found his wife's shadow on an outsider. Yan Bing couldn't help laughing bitterly.
I'm afraid it's really crazy.
Luo Zhiying held Yan Bing's arm for a while, then she saw a figure floating through the window. She gazed at Luo Nanchu, wearing sunglasses. She lowered her eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and said to Yan Bing, "Dad, I'll go to the bathroom."
Ronan took off his sunglasses and washed his face with a handful of water.
Then she heard the footsteps of high heels behind her.
She wiped her face, slowly raised her head and saw Luo Zhiying's figure in the mirror.
Luonan's face did not change. He lifted his hand to wipe off the water from his eyes and looked at Luo Zhiying in the mirror.
She has changed a lot.
At the beginning of the body that is not familiar with the world's green and naive, now only carefully packaged after the smooth.
Every expression on her face is perfect after training. She is wearing a long white dress, her long hair is spread over her shoulders and her high-heeled shoes are standing in the light. She looks like a stranger she has never seen before.
Luo Zhiying smiles at her and shouts: "elder sister."
Yan Bing slightly frowned, he raised his hand and vigorously rubbed his eyebrows, "I'm a little uncomfortable. I'll go backstage and have a rest. " Yao Qian took a look at his friend's face and found that he was pale. He slapped him silently on the shoulder, "go. Take care of your health. " Yan Bing nodded and took a bottle of water to the backstage. "Dad." Luo Zhiying stood up from the chair, saw Yanbing come in, and then met the past with a smile. Yan Bing looked at his daughter's delicate smile, patted her arm, and talked to her: "how's the script going recently?" "All the lines are memorized. I'll wait for you to choose the right roles for the play." She took Yan Bing's arm, smiling brightly and charmingly. Yan Bing laughed and went to sit on the sofa beside her. "Dad, are you not feeling well?" Luo Zhiying wiped Yan Bing's forehead with a paper towel, "how does a face of cold sweat?" Yan Bing rubbed his eyebrows, "nothing. Just to see an actor, I think of your mother He hasn't thought about LAN Jiayu for a long time. Just inexplicably, seeing the figure of the actress, he recalled the memories of his love affair with his late wife. The appearance and temperament of that actress are different from that of LAN Jiayu, but he thinks It's very similar. LAN Jiayu's death in dystocia has always been the biggest pain in his life. After his wife died, he never married. He lived by memory and recovered his missing daughter. Although he tried his best to compensate for his debt to her, he could not feel the feeling of blood connection from Luo Zhiying. He always felt that it should be retribution. When he was young, he abandoned his own daughter because of his own personal gain. God would punish him and make him unable to enjoy the happiness of his family all his life. Although Luo Zhiying is Lan Jiayu's daughter, she is not at all like her now. The temperament of her late wife is gone. He always felt sorry. LAN Jiayu's gifted acting skills have not been realized in Luo Zhiying. He has opened so many plays for her, but none of them can reach the height of her mother when she was young. Luo Zhiying's acting talent is far from that of LAN Jiayu. Unexpectedly, he found his wife's shadow on an outsider. Yan Bing couldn't help laughing bitterly. I'm afraid it's really crazy. Luo Zhiying held Yan Bing's arm for a while, then she saw a figure floating through the window. She gazed at Luo Nanchu, wearing sunglasses. She lowered her eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and said to Yan Bing, "Dad, I'll go to the bathroom." Ronan took off his sunglasses and washed his face with a handful of water. Then she heard the footsteps of high heels behind her. She wiped her face, slowly raised her head and saw Luo Zhiying's figure in the mirror. Luonan's face did not change. He lifted his hand to wipe off the water from his eyes and looked at Luo Zhiying in the mirror. She has changed a lot. At the beginning of the body that is not familiar with the world's green and naive, now only carefully packaged after the smooth. Every expression on her face is perfect after training. She is wearing a long white dress, her long hair is spread over her shoulders and her high-heeled shoes are standing in the light. She looks like a stranger she has never seen before. Luo Zhiying smiles at her and shouts: "elder sister."
