Chapter 147: Want to wear a crown

You rely on a vase that smells fire, and feel that you have any capital to play with my male god? My male came to step by step today, is not worthy of you? Your fans are not only brain-destroying!
White lightly quickly browsed again, twisted his brow, and some did not know what happened.
She clicked on the Weibo hot search and saw a conspicuous title - the white light fan shredded Qing Wei.
White lightly open, roughly browsing the past.
The general meaning is that - a white "light love powder" in the morning, said that it is Qing Wei who knows that she is playing with her goddess, so she utters madness, saying that Qing Wei is not worthy of being a white light actress, Popularity and fame, it is necessary to play the three consecutive champions to qualify.
Therefore, this article was quickly forwarded by the major marketing numbers, topping the microblogging hot search.
The fans of Yingdi Qingwei immediately became angry. Qing Wei’s fans were tens of millions, and they rushed into the white and light microblogs, and smashed her with all kinds of unreasonable words.
White lightly holds the finger of the phone because it is slightly white.
"Beat!" she murmured.
She has a new achievement now, she is a newcomer, can play with the big wrist like Qing Wei, should she laugh and cry?
Someone deliberately took her up now, but it was to see that she fell even worse.
White lightly opened the original Weibo account of Weibo, only this Weibo.
Ah
It is already obvious.
If it is really a fan of white light, Bai Xiaoyan has experienced Song Song and A Nan several times before, then how to send a microblog of "true love powder".
Just as Bai Yanyan wanted to call and let Anzhen check who was behind the mess, her cell phone slammed.
"It’s Qing Wei Aite!" The white light is incredible.
"I saw it!" The indigo's face was a little heavy, and the scorpion was cold, and I didn't know what I was thinking.
"Wow, the Emperor Yingying is so good! Yan Yan, he is helping you wash the white!" Fifi surprised.
White light and coveted looking at the phone, which reads -
Qing Wei: Everyone is sensible. The person is not a fan of Miss Bai Yanyan. Click on her Weibo homepage to see that it is a microblog that was registered in the morning, and immediately sent a long article to help the white and hate. This is not a fan, obviously a better-looking sunspot! I am looking forward to the cooperation with Miss Bai Yanyan.
As soon as this article came out, thousands of comments came out immediately.
The male is out! After reading the microblog of the male god, I immediately went to see the original Weibo! Oh shit! Really cheated! I just watched the white fans, so arrogant, but I ran to her microblogging and smashed her! Hey baby is wrong!
So this is ah! Then I am wrong! I was so angry now that I didn’t say anything! Sin has been sinned!
The goddess you finally came out, the fans of my goddess are not so brain-dead! Thank you for your clarification!
Almost all the fans ran out to apologize, and the white-light fans also came out.
In fact, at the beginning, they were also there, but they were too few people, and they were overwhelmed by the fans of the film, so all they saw were white.
White light and hearty.
She returned to her Weibo and saw a lot of Qingwei fans running to apologize to themselves. This situation is really reversed too fast.
The quality of the fans of Qing Wei is not bad, I think it is not bad.
When the crisis is lifted, Bai Yanyan puts down his mobile phone and picks up the script.
Indigo is very satisfied with her state, patted her shoulder: "Yan Yan, you slowly read the script, I will find out who is black, I will handle it, you don't care about it!"
"Yeah!" White lightly responded.
Before she was almost stunned, she now sees the insults of netizens, she seems to produce antibodies.
Nowadays, the most popular male stars and actresses in the entertainment industry are estimated to have been blacked out.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight.
In the entertainment circle, the heart is a little wider, otherwise I want to commit suicide in minutes.
White light is now more concerned about it - why Gu Yuzhi has not called her back for so long.
Is it still not finished?
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The president is really busy!
She immersed herself in watching the script.
"Yan Yanjie, although your fans are only a few million, but it is warm! They all support you!" Feifei is still watching Weibo.
White smiles lightly.
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A high-class apartment in the Acropolis.
"Snapped!"
"Well," a beautiful woman threw her mobile phone to Qing Wei. "In the afternoon, you go to the studio and get along with you."
Qing Wei shrugged indifferently, he sat there, the short hair of linen has a healthy luster, the handsome face with a smile, his fingers rubbing his lips.
"You are willing?"
"Qing Wei!" The young woman frowned. "Don't forget the original intention of picking up this play!"
"Zi Yun! You are enough!" Qing Wei stood up, his hands stretched up, revealing the perfect waist and abdomen muscles and mermaid line, then turned around lazily.
Luo Ziyun slightly frowned, the hand pressed on the sofa tightened a few points, and the face was firmly shaken.
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Indigo went out of the lounge and waved at Qin Fei.
Qin Fei immediately passed.
"Little Blue!"
"Qin Fei, I warn you, manage the artist under your hand. If she wants to die, I will make her die very hard!"
"what happened?"
Indigo didn't talk, just looked up at Zhang Huanhuan, who was filming.
Qin Fei smashed his eyebrows and reached out and beat his own mouth: "Little blue, don't be angry, I will say her back, her fault, don't anger me!"
"The mistake of the artist is the fault of the agent!"
Qin Fei: "So, she still blames Shanghai Song and Ji Sijie.
After the indigo was finished, he turned and left.
"Card! Over! The morning scene is over!" The sound of Long Yi sounded in the hall.
Zhang Huanhuan came back with the assistant and saw Qin Fei sitting in her chair at a glance.
Qin Fei cold face.
Zhang Huanhuan was shocked, but he still asked as usual: "What happened? Qin Ge?"
Qin Fei is not nonsense, take out the mobile phone, pointing to the white micro-blogging microblogging, the voice screams: "Happy, don't kill yourself, and then next time, we cancel the contract, you want to die, don't bother me!"
Zhang Huanhuan’s face suddenly whitened.
Qin Fei did not look at her, stood up and left.
Zhang Huanhuan’s hand was clenched into a fist, and the whole arm was shaking.
"How can Qin Fei be like this? He likes indigo, so he turns his elbows out!"
Zhang Huanhuan is really crazy.
The little assistant is on the side and does not dare to say anything.
Zhang Huanhuan kicked the chair with his foot and vented his anger before he sat down.
She turned on the phone and her eyes slammed wide.
"How come? Why does Qing Wei help white and whitewash?"
Before Zhang Huanhuan, people went to explore the style of Qing Wei, and learned that Qing Wei did not like this drama. It was his agent Luo Ziyun forced him to play