IATLF Chapter 142

I Am That Little Fox [Quick Transmigration] Chapter 142: The Child Of The Film Emperor’s House (12)

At the same time, Zhao Ruxin received many phone calls. After the callers confirmed the news with him, they would ask if Bai Yingdi’s junior sister had any plans to make her debut. Some even wanted to talk to her directly about cooperation.

 

Zhao Ruxin found it funny but rejected them one by one.

 

Although they had only been together for less than an hour, he could feel how much Teacher Bai valued the little girl. They were clearly master and apprentice, but he described them as senior and junior siblings, and he agreed without even raising his eyebrow.

 

Bai Xiaoxi was so comfortable with him. It was clear that she had only been there for a day, but she felt no restraint in the big house. She was even able to take the initiative to invite him to dinner, which further demonstrated her closeness to the owner of the house.

 

And the scene he saw before leaving, the way Teacher Bai looked at her…

 

When Zhao Ruxin thought of this, he couldn’t help but wonder if he had seen it wrong. Did the warm atmosphere at that time and the rare gentle aura around Teacher Bai really exist?

 

No matter what, Bai Xiaoxi’s affairs were not something he could decide. After rejecting all parties, he reported the matter to Bai Yizhou.

 

If the girl really wants to enter the entertainment industry, with Bai Yizhou as her sponsor, her high starting point and good resources will be what many people dream of.

 

In the villa, after lunch, Bai Xiaoxi saw Bai Yizhou drinking tea and reading a book under the pergola in the garden, so she put down the TV series and snuggled up next to him.

 

Having just reunited, she actually wanted to stay with her master, but her master was always in the study, and she was afraid of disturbing him, so she chose to watch TV in the morning.

 

Bai Yizhou saw Zhao Ruxin’s message and handed the phone to Bai Xiaoxi.

 

“What is it?” Bai Xiaoxi took it curiously.

 

“Brother Zhao asked me if I wanted to debut?” She tilted her head and thought, “Does debuting mean acting?”

 

“Not only that, you can also do variety shows and be a singer,” Bai Yizhou explained.

 

Bai Xiaoxi said, “Before I met Master, I just worked as an extra for a day, but I earned very little, only 100 yuan. If Master hadn’t found me, I wouldn’t even have a blanket to sleep on. ”

 

After complaining coquettishly, she asked again, “Does being an actor like Master make a lot of money?”

 

Bai Yizhou said: “It’s OK.”

 

Bai Xiaoxi never thought that he would say something like making a lot of money. After all, in the past, many territories of the demon clan belonged to her master. There were countless treasures in the Mingshan mountain range alone. His vision was much higher than hers.

 

But looking at the master’s big house and the fact that he produces a play every year, it can be seen that his income is indeed high.

 

She returned the phone to Bai Yizhou and said, “Let me think about it.”

 

Now she is doing well with the support of her master, having enough food, drink and sun. Is there any salted fish happier than her?

 

When you feel bored one day, go and make money.

 

However, you can take a look at the works performed by Master first.

 

She curled up in a large rattan chair, opened the video software, plugged in headphones, and after some searching, clicked on Bai Yizhou’s earliest movie.

 

The moon was singing softly, wisteria flowers were swaying in the wind, and it was a comfortable and peaceful afternoon, but a series of sobs broke the silence.

 

Bai Xiaoxi stared at the screen, her eyes and nose red: “Wuwuwu… Master is so miserable…”

 

Bai Yizhou’s hand, which was turning the pages of the book, paused slightly.

 

“Master is so pitiful, woo, burp… and still hungry…”

 

Bai Yizhou’s eyebrows moved slightly.

 

“How could they hit Master?”

 

Bai Yizhou finally chose to close the book, stood up and confiscated her cell phone.

 

Bai Xiaoxi looked up confusedly, still hiccuping, “What’s wrong… Master?”

 

“Let’s go have afternoon tea.”

 

If he let her continue crying, people would think he had ascended to heaven.