Chapter 18: eighteenth

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Xiao Ziqi found out that Lin Qi was exhaling a super (strong qiang) low air pressure early in the morning.
He hasn't seen this guy look like since he started to notice this halberd.
After thinking about it, Xiao Ziqi suddenly thought of something, turned over his phone and looked for news about Rongqing.
really!
His eyes lit up, and immediately turned to the glorious lace news!
He glanced at him with ten lines at a glance, and the smile on his face suddenly stiffened in place.
Song, Song Xian?
Xiao Ziqi only felt that the world was fantasy.
what happened?
Song Xian, why did you get in with Rongqing?
Suddenly, the expression on Xiao Ziqi's face was as dark as Lin Ji's.
As a director, Director Niu quickly discovered the anomalies of the two actors in his hands.
"card!"
Calling everyone in front, Niu Dao's face (color) is equally ugly.
"Did you go to an appointment or be a thief last night? To whom are these two black-faced actors acting?"
He scolded, and suddenly pointed at Linji and scolded heavily, "Xiao Ziqi will not matter, what are you doing?"
Xiao Ziqi's face (color) was darker.
What does Niu Dao mean?
Niu Dao did n’t pay attention to the fact that he fired a map gun. It ’s just that Xiao Ziqi eats ng. It ’s normal. He really does n’t care much about this. Instead, Lin Ji who has n’t eaten ng has been in a bad state today. Irritable.
Lin Ji lowered her eyebrows slightly, and the low air radiating from her body was silent.
This look of him is very rare, making Niu Dao look a little fresh.
"Bull guide."
The next Zhu suddenly came over.
"I think Xiao Lin's 80% is uncomfortable, you see it looks more villainous than me. The last time this kid didn't hide it, he said it when he couldn't hold it. I think I'll give it to him A little time to rest, I just asked the assistant to order a drink. Everyone is refreshing, how about it? "
Lin Ji's eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a trace of suspiciousness in his eyes.
Zhu, why should he speak for him?
After listening to Zhu's words, Niu Dao was willing to give him a face and went down the steps.
"Then take a rest for half an hour. You will make up your makeup later and look for the state."
Zhu smiled and said, "Directors can rest assured that they will be able to find their status in half an hour."
He also squeezed his eyes and squeezed his eyes.
Niu Dao temporarily left, Lin Ji was taken aside by Zhu.
Before waiting for Zhu to speak, he looked at Zhu strangely and asked Shen Sheng.
"What are you asking to help me?"
Zhu looked that his face (color) was still very dark, and he pondered over it. What he found before his feelings was not fake. This kid did have a temper in private.
However, anyway, he just returned his personal feelings, and such people get more at ease with each other.
He smiled.
"It's nothing, but also affectionate. Besides, I help you is equivalent to helping myself. If you continue to eat like this today, I won't be able to shoot."
All of his plays are after the opponents of these two people. If he really waits for the two to eat ng, his makeup will be useless.
Lin halted for a moment, and immediately responded, whispering.
"I am sorry to trouble you."
He always had something in his heart, but for the first time he forgot to pay attention to these things, it really should not be.
"It's okay," Zhu Haha waved his hand. "But I think you are, is there something in your heart?"
Otherwise, you won't be distracted all morning, and forget your usual way of getting along.
The low air pressure that Lin Ji was radiating all over was more obvious.
Zhu blame, is he right?
After thinking about it, he tentatively said.
"If you don't mind, I might be able to give you some advice? I'm a little older than you, and it's a bit of experience."
Lin Ji frowned.
His expression looked even darker.
Zhu felt unlikely to hear this kid vomit (reveal).
But having said that, the expression of Lin Ji's present, if you let the screenshots go, I'm afraid that my thousand-year-old villain's face will make way.
But the next second, he heard Lin Xian mumbled.
"I, I have someone who cares a little bit ..."
Zhu Yizheng, immediately gossip.
This means that Linji has someone you like?
Unusually strange, he saw that Linji always looked like a labor-manager who didn't want to enter, and thought this kid was alone!
Thinking about it, he still took the attitude of the big brother.
"It turned out to be this way, so you were bothered by her business?"
Lin Ji scratched the hair on the temples and said anxiously.
"Maybe. He, recently went to meet someone who is better than me."
Prince Song, Rongqing sounds like a match made in heaven.
By comparison, what is he?
Zhu listened but wondered.
"You are already excellent, even if it is better than you, you don't have to be inferior. Doesn't she look down on you under such conditions?"
Can't it? Lin Ji is only in his early twenties, but it has been a decade of hard work in the circle, and his net worth is not bad.
"He, the family is richer, and the other person is a little worse than his identity, but the two are very close to each other."
The picture of two people standing side by side in that newspaper seems to be vivid in the past.
Zhu seconds got it.
It seems that Linji is in love with the giants?
This is also the case, most of the giants look down on their circles and pay attention to marriage.
It seems that this topic cannot be talked about here.
Sitting with Lin Ji for a while, Zhu suddenly thought.
"You mean, she went to see that person? How did you know?"
Suddenly he conspired.
Lin halted for a while, "written in the news."
Zhu smiled. "Anything else?"
Lin Qi didn't understand, "What else?"
Zhu: "She just went to see others, why are you troubled? It must have been a mess of news, such as the news of the marriage of their two giants?"
Lin Ji nodded subconsciously, "Yes, but how do you know?"
He seems to have not said it?
Zhu Pai patted his shoulder, "We are all coming here, don't say I don't remind you, those unscrupulous guys can write something for money, you know it yourself."
Lin Ji frowned, "but the photos are indeed ..."
Rong Qing still saw Song Xian after seeing him. Is it really just that he thought too much?
Zhu Yi was even more sighed when he heard the photo.
"Can the photo be believed? You haven't seen those ghosts that started with a picture, and the rest is all made up of editors."
He thought about it, "So, how is she related to your relationship? How does it compare to that man?"
How does he compare with Song Xian?
Lin Ji shook his head. How did he know what he was in Rong Qing?
The child was still deep, Zhu sighed.
It ’s better to be young, like his age, where dare to talk about love?
"Brother advises you, if you really care about her, don't believe the reports. It's better to ask for a truth by yourself. Don't stand alone for a long time and find that it is just a pit.
This is called pit father.
"Is that right?"
Lin Ji thought slightly.
"You think about it yourself, but it's best that you adjust the state of the filming first, and then go about the other. Remember to make up."
Zhu saw that he was already thinking, patting his shoulder and walking away.
Lin Xian subconsciously went to the makeup artist to make up, and his mind was full of words from Zhu.
In fact, he also knows that he has indeed misunderstood the facts without proof.
But why did he ask Rong Qing this?
I don't know why, Lin Ji consciously escaped this problem.
He took the time to glance at his cell phone.
Rongqing, I haven't sent him a message today.
"Huh? Why suddenly feel a little cold?"
Rongqing rubbed his arm, and then grabbed the old man's thief hand.
"(Dry gan) what (dry gan) what! Well, I don't regret chess today!"
Song Wai looked at him sullenly.
"How come I regret chess? I am just ready to play! Let go! Let go!"
Rong Qing Fei quickly glanced at the chess game, very good, this old man Song has not had time to move.
"You're holding the chess pieces, what about the air?"
"Huh."
Song Wai grumbled and pushed the chess table.
"You can't stop, you guys don't know how to respect the old and the young, it's boring!"
No better!
Labor and capital are in demand!
Rongqing quickly disrupted the game, "Then hurry up and sit here and die coldly."
It was frosted in the garden early in the morning, and I didn't know how the old man could withstand rheumatic pain.
After the stomach was finished, he immediately cut to the point.
"When will the small company give me? I have solved Song Xian's problem for you."
"How can you do business like this? (Dry gan) Then you have to come over and get paid for something. Wasn't that document enough for you last time?"
Song Wai scolded, did he not feel bad? That's the money he earned!
This glory knows to steal other people's money, he is much richer than the Song family!
Rong Qing quickly corrected.
"But it's not that I want to get paid, it's what you said you want to pay. Besides, I don't know how much money was saved for you. Think about it, Song Xian only smashed hundreds of thousands of people as long as he knew him. After going up, half of the family property will be gone. Do you still care about this little money? "
"you!"
Song Wai was choked on his words, but had to admit that it was indeed the reason.
However, can't we really respect the old and love the young?
Must I talk to him so bravely?
As soon as his eyes rolled, Song Wai suddenly thought of something.
"It's not easy to say, you look at this, and now we are everywhere saying that Song Rong is going to marry. In case Song Xian, the stinky boy, really do what you do with you?"
"What Song Rong married?"
Rong Qing burst into his heart and quickly took a look.
Gan!
Which stupid to write!
⺪! Is n’t this ruining labor and innocence!
Thinking again, Rong Qing suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out his phone to have a look.
Good guy!
These two days did not coax the little wolf dog yesterday to send him good night!
I didn't send him good morning this morning!
It must be because of this stupid report! All blame Han Xian!
⺪ Ah! Labor-management losses have happened!
The author has something to say: Honor: 30 million in labor! A big loss! Song Xian died!
[In order to keep changing during the New Year, the diligent authors stay up late every day to write manuscripts, and here are all the manuscripts! ! ! 】