Chapter 187: The stage of the whistle

The two staff members did not look at her, passed by, talking on the mouth
"The boss really loves money. He knows that he has arranged a flute to make a publicity interview today, and he also went out."
"What is there, anyway, a puppet show in the east, and an interview in the west, will not come across."
"But then, the flute is also pitiful enough to make it happen."
"I think she is very good. You see that the original drug-injured case has completely ruined her image. As a result, the victim re-emerged with the victim. I heard that the boss asked her a lot of money this time, and she felt that she was Blessed by trouble."
"I have done it, don't say it, hurry up and send the clothes, and the flute will be worn."
""
In the hallway, Shi Xiao Nian stood there motionless and his face pale.
Time flute.
Her sister flute.
Her victim's sister is flute.
When Xiao Nian suddenly turned his direction, he followed the two staff members like a ghost.
The west side of the Grand Theatre.
Shi Xiaonian followed the staff to a screening room. Below the stage, a group of staff were filming, and the camera and lighter were all available.
On the stage, the whistle of the gorgeous evening dress made a variety of shapes, shot by the people next to it.
The light underneath is very dark, the light on the stage is very bright, and the flute is dazzling and perfect.
When Xiao Nian was in the background of the staff shooting, he took a seat in a row of seats and sat down with a pair of eyes looking at the flute on the stage.
"Time flute, let’s start the interview."
Someone shouted.
On the big stage, the staff moved a few European-style sofas.
When the flute sat up, the two slender legs slanted sideways, very ladylike sitting posture, wearing a coat outside the dress, the makeup was exquisite and beautiful, the facial features were beautiful and the long hair was made into extremely complicated curly hair.
She sat there, a bright goddess.
When Xiaonian sat down, a pair of eyes looked at the sister on the stage in a faint manner.
When the flute sat on it, I felt that I couldn’t help but look down. The lights were on her, the light below was too dark, only a personal head was seen.
The flute regained his gaze and said to the reporter with the sweet voice of the doll sound. "You can ask questions. I am here to promote the Goley Theatre, so don't ask me too much personal affairs."
Her voice is sweet and refreshing.
The staff couldn't help but laugh and the environment was relaxed.
When Xiao Nian quietly looked at this scene, everyone liked the flute, loved the flute, and listened to the flute.
The interview of the work talked about half, and some reporters still inevitably asked about private matters. "Time flute, may you be in a good state now?"
"I am very good, I am very sorry, as a public figure to give you a bad demonstration, thank you and the police are willing to give me a chance to rehabilitate." Shidi said face to the camera sincerely, "I I am still on bail, I will do some good things with my own actions, hoping to make up for my mistake."
A sincere face.
When Xiao Nian quietly looked at the face, if she was not a party, she would also believe in this beautiful face.
"Time flute, in fact, you don't have to be too self-blaming, not that lawyers say that you can be regarded as a self-defense reaction after long-term abuse. How are your parents?" the reporter said.
"my parents"
Speaking of the parents, there was a tear in the eyes of the flute, and then said with a smile. "They really have a lot of hair all night, they are the most uncomfortable, our sisters made this, my mom. Now even the home is not out, every day tears face."
"Then your sister has gone back to see the parents?"
"No." Shidi shook his head. "Actually, my parents love her very much. I always hope she can look back, but she doesn't."
"Are you still possible with Mu Qianchu?"
When I heard the words of Mu Qianchu, there was a sigh of sorrow in the eyes of the whistle. Then I covered my lips with my hands, and my eyes filled with tears. I didn’t know, I recognized him from my teens. He is My first love. I used to think that we are a lifetime, I didn't expect it to be so short."
"You are not in contact with your sister now?" The reporter continued to ask questions.
When Xiaonian sat in the position below, he looked at the sister on the stage with a faint gaze.
The flute shook his head in tears, then looked at the camera and looked sad. "Sister, if you are watching this show, I want to tell you, it doesn't matter if you hate me, but please don't hate mom and dad. They still love you. I hope you can go back and see them, I am begging you."
As soon as the voice fell, the female staff members at the bottom followed and secretly wiped their tears, and they were touched and whispered.
"The flute is really kind, it doesn't blame her sister."
"Hey, it’s not easy for the elderly, and I have a hard time raising a daughter. I didn’t expect to have a white-eyed wolf."
"The whistle is not easy. Now, with rumors and rumors out of activities, earning money to support the family, it was originally a grandmother and less grandmother, all of which was destroyed by her sister."
""
When Xiao Nian sat there, he put everyone's voice into his ears.
She slowly got up from her seat, then slowly walked forward, then pushed a camera and stared coldly on the stage to sit on the mountain.
"boom"
A loud noise is emitted.
"Ah, my camera relies on hundreds of thousands of dollars." A cameraman screamed excitedly.
Everyone turned their faces and looked at her. When she saw her, everyone was shocked and wide-eyed, and then they looked at each other in a timely manner.
"Small thoughts"
When the flute also recognized the small thoughts, he stood up from the European-style sofa in amazement, stepping on the stage and staring at her on the stage.
When Xiao Nian looked at her faintly.
When the flute was shocked, he quickly reacted and choked. "Sister, how can you be sick here? I beg you to go back and see her."
When Xiaonian looked at her faintly, then he lowered his head and picked up a stick in the debris on the ground and slowly walked to the side of the stairs.
"what"
Shidi screamed in panic, hiding behind the sofa and shouting in fear. "Sister, don't beat me, not what I said, Dad wants to say, don't beat me anymore"
Hearing the words, the audience was in awe.
It turned out that the whistle was violently ruined by my sister’s family at home, and Scorpio, this foster daughter is too arrogant.
When Xiao Nian’s face had no expression, she was silent, and she took the stick and walked onto the stage.
Several staff members immediately stopped in front of the flute, and opened their hands to face the small thoughts. "You don't want to mess, we look at you with so many eyes, you dare to come, we can all testify to you." Sit at the bottom."
""
When Xiao Nian still walked silently, like a puppet without soul, step by step.
She held a long stick in her hand and the stick rubbed against the stage floor to make a sound.
The flute screamed in fear, and the two female staff members came forward to comfort her, and the men stopped in a line to stop the thoughts.
When Xiao Nian went to the flute.
The male staff came forward to stop her.
When Xiao Nian desperately raised his stick and waved at them, he made a slap in the face, and her expressionless appearance made men sweat.
The faint light in her eyes is like a ghostly upper body.
"boom"
When I was young, I rushed to a man and beat the man to retreat.
She walked with the stick toward the flute.
At this moment, when Xiao Nian could not think of anything, it seemed like a voice in the brain was ringing, and she was going to tear the skin of the whistle.
She wants to tear it.
"what"
When the flute saw the little thoughts coming over, he was so scared that he cried, and while screaming, he picked up a pile of debris on the side of the stage and threw it at her.
After all, Xiao Nian is just a woman, and her expression makes people fear only women.
Soon, a few men came forward to make a small thought.
The whistle pretends to be scared to pick up a few female staff members to take things together and to whisper.
""
When Xiao Nian struggled, his body was smashed again and again.
But she also felt no pain.
She stared at the flute not far from the front, trying to rush to the front of the flute, trying to tear off the layer of skin.
"Okay, don't worry." A few men who were holding a small thought didn't look down, and they said, "Take her to the police station."
"Don't, don't let her go so easily. This third person has lost the baby of the flute. Let's say a little bit of anger." Several women said with indignation, and continued to throw things in their minds.
"No, you don't want to have such a child, but what can you do?"
The whistle falsely advised everyone not to be like this, but the tears slammed down and provoked people's sympathy.
When the little thoughts are not afraid of pain, let everyone swear, a pair of eyes staring at her.
When the flute hit her eyes, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of fear. When she saw her eyes, she had an indescribable resentment, like a ghost.
She couldn't help but blink her eyes and suddenly saw a bunch of beer bottles that had just been lighted by the staff.
"Don't fight everyone."
The flute shouted and kicked a beer bottle to the sight of others without revealing the trace.
A female staff member saw that he was full of righteousness and immediately picked up the beer bottle and sneaked into it.
When Xiao Nian was arrested and did not hide, he stared at the flute so deadly.
In the next second, just listen to the "砰" sound.
The beer bottle bursts in the air.
A long figure was in front of the little thoughts.
Everyone was stunned, and the whole stage of the hustle and bustle was silent.
Being blocked from the line of sight, when Xiao Nian thought it was like a return from the state of evil, she stayed and looked at the tall figure in front of her eyes.
Miyako stood in front of her, her back to her, an arm across her eyes, and her sleeves curled over her elbows.
After two seconds.
There was blood dripping from his arm.