After the statement, the young police officer handed Yang Huiyuan's previous mobile phone to the old police officer, and the old police officer took it and gently put it on the coffee table, with a regretful tone, "This is the mobile phone found at the scene." "

Liu Manwen, who was holding his breath and listening quietly, turned pale with panic, and subconsciously shook for a second, and suddenly felt that the whole person fell into Yang Jingjing's arms in front of him.

After sitting aside in surprise for a few seconds, the girl came back to her senses first, and her sad eyes kept wanting to negotiate with the two police officers in front of her, hoping to see from their eyes that this was not the case.

The silent grief was perhaps the most painful of the sadness, and the two police officers did not know what to do, so they quickly got up and explained that they would do their best to catch the murderer.

When she turned around, the girl stopped the officer, "Uncle, everything is not true, is it?"

How much effort did it take to organize this language, the crying that could not be concealed, the tears in his eyes, the young police officer wanted to speak bluntly to persuade her to accept the reality as soon as possible, and taste the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and the old police officer who parted with life and death grabbed his sleeve and signaled, so he stopped talking.

Yang Jingjing is still waiting for the police to respond, even a trace of vitality is hope for her, she doesn't admit the death of her eldest sister in such an unknown way from the bottom of her heart, she just hopes that the person in front of her is not the so-called police officer, but a good friend of her sister who invited someone to come and spoof her family.

The old police officer lowered his head and turned to face the girl, but his brain was worried about how to say comforting words, their duty was no longer anything other than handling the case, and he was still a rough man, and he didn't know how to comfort the mother and daughter who had been enduring in front of him for a long time.

The eyes of great seriousness and affirmation instantly fell into the girl's eyes that were already full of tears, and she only saw a trace of clarity, but she also had to forcibly wrap the tears.

"I'm sorry, please mourn. After staying for a few seconds, the old police officer said that he didn't know if it would make the mother and daughter more heartbroken, and only by solving the case in the bureau could Yang Huiyuan be innocent, so that the mother and daughter would not be overly saddened by Yang Huiyuan's departure.

The more comfortable lunch time was broken by the sudden news, and after the two police officers told it was over, after leaving the house, the woman who was sleeping couldn't help crying.

A good person, just say no, it's gone, Yang Jingjing hugged her mother harder, she wanted to force herself not to cry, and she definitely couldn't lose her due composure when the woman lost her mind, although her whole body trembled and trembled from time to time because of the death news that repeatedly echoed in her mind, but she also had to hold on to the strings to appease Liu Manwen.

"Mom, don't cry. Let's pack up and take my sister home. The crying couldn't be suppressed, the girl coughed deliberately, pretending to be hoarse, Liu Manwen left his arms, looked at the tears on his little daughter's face, and without saying a word, he decisively hugged Yang Jingjing, and the two cried bitterly.

If time can be reversed, if everything can be predicted in advance, maybe fate will be rewritten, if you know the experience behind Yang Huiyuan, will you successfully escape from this catastrophe, Liu Manwen is thinking in regret at the moment, if he cares more, maybe the eldest daughter will not leave, and it will not be now, asking the white-haired person to send the black-haired person.

Without comforting each other, immersed in their own sadness, the neighbors passing by would be shocked by the sudden louder cry, no one understood, and no one was willing to take the initiative to stand up, knock on the door of Yang's house and ask what was going on, letting Liu Manwen feel heartbroken, and Yang Jingjing couldn't cry.

It seems that at the end of each month, the mood of the photographers who are busy with their tasks is a little impatient.

"Take a break and shoot again!"

"Start work. "

"Song Jie, what's the matter with your makeup?"

"What about the makeup artists, the staff, and the assistants?"

"Director, is this the star you fancie?

"Stop!"

......

The atmosphere gradually became awkward due to the photographer's quick temper, and Song Jie was no exception, obviously very patiently following the photographer's wishes, but the photographer said that he was not dedicated enough.

In his eyes, what does it mean to be dedicated? Could it be that he is like a staff member who has been boasting, chasing left and right, and pretending to worship his photography skills, so that he can smile?

"Xiao Li, was I in a bad state just now?" Song Jie, who was sitting on the rest chair, held her cheeks and asked helplessly.

Sure enough, it is very strange, Song Jie, who is usually desperate no matter what she does, can one day ask about her own shortcomings, Xiao Li, who is very timid, took a deep breath, pretended to nod as usual, and was very honest, "Sister Jie, when you were shooting the window just now, you were really distracted." "

The atmosphere here condensed in an instant, and Xiao Li, whose hair stood on end, was very annoyed, and he had been praying in his heart not to provoke him at this moment.

I thought that Song Jie would sweep over herself with sharp eyes in the next second, but...

"Then I'll work hard. "

What? Thinking that a woman who can talk and scare herself will also know how to improve? Xiao Li looked at Song Jie with her head down and remained motionless, until she got closer, but the woman didn't know where she was.

After the angry photographer and the female staff who like to please themselves complained about Song Jie behind their backs, he regained his self-confidence and called on everyone to get ready.

Before this, seeing the fingers and pointers of the photographer and the staff, Song Jie could only endure it, there was no way, in addition to being mentally prepared to recognize Shiling, she also had to stand in a higher position, so that Wu Yu could pay attention to herself and discover her shining point.

The makeup artist once again touched up Song Jie's lip makeup, and she changed a lot from the pale and bloodless woman who came to the scene for the first time.

"Am I beautiful?" Song Jie got up, turned to look at Xiao Li behind her, and smiled briskly.

Xiao Li commented: "It's beautiful, Sister Jie pays attention to expression management." "

Time was consumed little by little, and the photographer had already adjusted the camera parameters and was waiting for Song Jie, but seeing that the woman had been talking to the assistant about something, as if she had to fight against herself today, as if she would not let him feel better.

"Song Jie, the shooting has begun. Hurry up!" the photographer cleared his throat and said sharply, the fingers holding the camera turned white, and his teeth were itching with anger at the moment, and his reason kept telling himself that he would meet in the company in the future, and it was useless to be too wrong.

However, there was a limit to his patience, and the woman only smiled unhurriedly in response, then turned her head back and continued to talk.

He couldn't swallow this breath, he had to let this little white know his methods.

After a while, Song Jie walked slowly towards the shooting location, and the photographer had no intention of looking at each other, and while she was getting closer and closer, she warned in a deep voice: " I need to shoot pictorials for different artists every month, I believe that the staff who have worked with me for many years also know my temperament, usually get along with people gentle and humble, but in terms of work, I am a strict in all aspects, but also pay attention to work efficiency and quality of work people, but I am strange, obviously someone else will come to my situation, no one has ever dared to let me come to her time. I won't talk nonsense if I talk about clichés, I'll put the words that I have repeatedly emphasized here today, I want to be red, I know how to bend down, only in my lens, you know that your beauty is infinite, please don't deliberately test my bottom line, I can't tolerate it. "

The tirade is nothing more than to say that Song Jie pretends to be dedicated and serious hypocrisy, and has been in the industry for so many years, and meeting this woman in this life makes him extremely tired.

It's always because she is not active enough and not empathetic enough, but fortunately, the director did not choose to make up the knife to embarrass her, and she knew that she admitted in public that she was willing to sit in the photographer's words, which was her own problem, and her eyes were very calm, and when she faced the photographer, she bowed deeply and did not stand up for a long time.

I expected that the photographer would be difficult, and the woman's appearance full of grievances made the directors standing outside the scene very distressed. can only say that his acting skills are too good, coupled with the investment in emotions and behaviors, even the photographer became surprised from the angry appearance at the beginning.

In the middle of the night, Song Jie's call rang in Xiao Li's hand, and the small conversation that had just been discussed was silent for a while, the woman stood up slightly, tilted her head to look at Xiao Li, who looked a little suspicious, stretched out her arm, and calmly signaled, "Give me the mobile phone." "

Xiao Li obediently walked into the scene and returned the mobile phone to Song Jie, and the photographer, who was obviously still a poor woman, couldn't help but complain in his heart, and glanced at the watch on his wrist, it seems that the working hours have to be extended.

It was a string of unfamiliar numbers, Song Jie answered without hesitation, the other party's voice was low and magnetic, no need to suspect, it was Henry.

"At the scene, I had a conversation with the child, but in the end I was beaten to the ground by a person, and I should be in the nearest hospital. "

The tone was hurried, and after answering his doubts, the man then hung up the phone.

Hearing "hitting" and "hospital", Song Jie was slightly stunned, and shock and distress flashed in her eyes.

Looking up and looking firmly at the photographer with a tightly knit brow, Song Jie quickly changed her decision.

"I'm sorry, I'm not shooting. "

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the staff members with heavy equipment on the scene became not very good-looking, and their eyes looking at Song Jie were also dissatisfied and hostile.

There are no rules, there is no circle, the more lessons you receive, the more you can behave in the world, the photographer also knows that Song Jie was a news anchor before, and thought she was a woman who knew how to be polite and respectful of others, but after entering the entertainment industry, she was so arrogant and played a big name, in his eyes, he needed to take a good look at the woman in front of him with a new eye.

The director was so anxious that Song Jie's decision stood up, and the stool made a piercing sound, "Song Jie, you do..."

"I'm sorry director, I have very important things to deal with now, I won't do this trip, if it's a breach of contract, please punish me. Song Jie interrupted the director's speech, his tone was hurried, and while wearing his coat, he simply ended: "Go first." "

Looking at the woman's panicked back, Xiao Li was also confused, and the director made simple eye contact with her on the side, but the result was helpless, even she didn't know what the person on the phone said, and the woman's reaction would be so big.