Chapter 377 Earl (two more)

  "Miss, take my car this morning, and I will take you to school."

  Mingjing sat down and said, "Will it be a waste of your time?"

   "No, at my speed, twenty minutes is enough to walk on the elevated track."

  Shengde High School is in the north, Jiangzhou University is in the south, one north and one south, a full ten kilometers.

  Mingjing smiled and said, "Okay."

  Xiaohua was very excited. When she saw Ran Tengxiao coming downstairs, she playfully stuck her tongue out, slipped into the kitchen, took a sandwich and stuffed it into her school bag, and went to the garage through the back door.

   "I heard that you took the wind chime magazine?" Ran Tengxiao sat down opposite and asked casually.

  "Promote the foundation." Ming Jing said lightly.

  Ran Tengxiao nodded: "I have some contacts in the entertainment industry. If you need help, please mention it."

  Ming Jing raised her eyebrows: "Thank you."

   wiped his mouth, Ming Jing lifted his schoolbag: "You take your time, I will go to school first."

  The words fell straight and left.

  Ye Jian came over and said, "Miss greeted the racecourse yesterday, and will go to the racecourse for location shots at noon today."

Ran Tengxiao picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, "It's been a long time since I went to the racecourse. The weather is good today. Take Yufeng for a stroll."

  ——

  Hua opened the rear door, but Ming Jing walked straight to the passenger seat, opened the car door and sat in.

   Xiao Hua was stunned, and quickly got into the car excitedly.

  Ding Jing saw a notebook on the front passenger seat, picked it up and glanced at it, with slightly raised eyebrows.

   "A Midsummer Night's Dream, are you interested in dialogue dramas?"

"Miss, you even know this. In fact, I am a member of the drama club. The New Year's art performance. The school requires our drama club to have a show. The previous repertoires are not very popular. I can only rearrange it. Everyone see Romeo and Juliet. It's annoying to watch. This kind of love story that everyone is happy with should fit the New Year atmosphere. What does the eldest think?"

  The car slowly drove out of the manor.

  "A Midsummer Night’s Dream is a masterpiece of Shakespeare. It has a huge influence in the history of international drama. The story is good, but the eternal theme of love is really lacklustre."

  "Isn't the theme of current movie and TV songs all about love? Everyone likes to watch these."

Thinking of something, Xiao Hua’s eyes lit up suddenly: "Miss, I saw the Count of Monte Cristo in your room that day. Do you like this masterpiece? The core of this story is revenge. The dramatic conflict is strong. The audience should like it. How about playing the Count of Monte Cristo?"

  She also thought of it just now.

  A Midsummer Night’s Dream and the Earl of Monte Cristo, she is still inclined to the Earl of Monte Cristo, and is rarely put on the stage of the drama, fresh enough, and at the same time the core of the story can arouse the emotions of the audience.

  Mingjing smiled and said: "You just have to make your mind."

  "Miss, can I ask you something? If you promise me, I will pick you up and drop off you to school without hindrance every day, and I will be there on call."

  Ming Jing smiled and shook his head: "You, I have already guessed what you asked of me."

   "The eldest lady is the smartest, I know I can't hide anything from your insight."

  ——

  Xie Jiang had heard that the horse farm in Jiangzhou was particularly powerful before, and came here in person today, only to realize that it is even more powerful than imagined.

  Everywhere reveals the taste of extravagant money, that endless racecourse, how easy it is to ride on horseback.

  A man in a suit and leather shoes greeted him: "You are the photographer, thank you. I am the person in charge of the racecourse. My surname is Liu. The lady said hello in advance. Come with me."

  Xie Jiang and the assistant brought the equipment to follow, and Xiao Wang followed suit step by step, just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

"There is a stable on the north and a racecourse on the south. Our racecourse covers an area of ​​several hundred acres and is the largest racecourse in Asia. Look at the three-sided bleachers in the north, it can accommodate 30,000 spectators." Manager Liu walked in with pride. Introduction.

  Xie Jiang nodded: "I know, I watched the game at the end of October."

  Manager Liu glanced at him: "Is Photographer Xie interested in riding horses?"

  Xie Jiang's eyes lit up: "Can I learn?"

   "Of course, when the shooting is over, I will arrange for a coach to take you. Horse riding is actually very simple, especially for photographers like Xie, who are very physique. They learn quickly."

  Xie Jiang rubbed his hands, eager to try.

  Manager Liu first took three people to the lounge. The lounge was on the second floor. Looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it was an endless racecourse.

  It was the meal at this time, and Manager Liu walked in with a waiter pushing a dining car.

  "Our eldest lady is on the way here, so let’s have lunch first."

  Eight dishes and one soup, exquisite and delicious.

  All three of them were surprised by the attentive service.

   "I heard that the owner behind this horse farm is Ran's family." Xiao Wang said vaguely while trying to stuff his mouth with delicious food.

   "You don't talk nonsense, the whole Jiangzhou knows it." Xie Jiang's assistant said.

  "This racecourse is linked to gambling. It is a daily gain, and the racecourse is just the most inconspicuous industry under the name of the Ran family."

  The assistant exclaimed: "Then Ran's family is so rich."

  Xiao Wang glanced out the window casually. On the racecourse, a man in a black riding attire stood high on the horse's back. His back was tall and confident, and he couldn't move his eyes again with just one glance.

  (End of this chapter)

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