Half a month later is the lunar spring, and the New Year's Eve sale a few days ago has been removed, and now it is a sign of the New Year's sale.

The world is changing so fast, everyone is being pushed forward, not to mention the entertainment industry that is like turning a page?

I'm afraid that at this moment, there is a little flower who has been withdrawn by capital.

And she didn't even have a drama appointment.

How can it not be replaced?

Jiang Xingyue clenched her arms and walked towards the parking lot.

The road is full of smiling pedestrians, and the winter in S City is so cold, as if the cold air on a glass of cold drink makes people's hearts cool a little bit.

Those who knock on the Internet to invite the moon cp would never have imagined that their screaming love would be so ugly and despicable.

Reality and imagination are always very different.

In the mobile phone, calls from unfamiliar numbers flashed relentlessly.

Jiang Xingyue listened impatiently, pulled to the left, and hung up the phone.

In her inbox, there have been several text messages from different numbers, but without exception, the sender is her scandalous husband - Gu Zhiyao, and people on the Internet happily want to see them get married on the spot!

But Jiang Xingyue felt that such a game was really boring, obviously there was already a lady who was talking about marriage, but she came to entangle with her, not to mention that it was an insult to her, and even more sarcastic to the woman surnamed Xu, who would want her husband to be kind to other women?

The mobile phone screen was still flickering stubbornly, Jiang Xingyue thought about it for a while, and replied with a text message: "Mr. Gu, I am your favorite object, not a prey." ”

Gu Zhiyao's gaze stopped at the word "prey" for a long time: "Xingyue, where are you?"

But there was no response.

In front of the speech bubble, there is a small, unsightly red exclamation mark.

That's a sign that the delivery was not successful.

Jiang Xingyue had already rejected his text messages.

Gu Zhiyao didn't know if he was stunned or confused, and typed in the edit box: "I can explain all the questions you want." ”

But no one responded.

Gu Zhiyao looked at the two coherent exclamation points, laughed self-deprecatingly, and closed the phone after losing "I miss you".

And the woman who was hanging on the tip of his heart was galloping on the elevated highway, buying his favorite hot cocoa before returning to his home on Xilai Street.

With his shoes slipped, he lay on his back on a soft cashmere blanket, looking at the glow from the chandelier and wondering what he was thinking.

Yes, what else can she think, her job is gone, she is confused, and she is really embarrassed to ask Ke Qiao's manuscript fee.

While she was thinking about it, Miao Miao walked over.

It walked very lightly, and its soft cat's paws stepped on the mat, without making a sound, and when it approached, Jiang Xingyue realized.

She looked at its little fairy-like face and suddenly thought of Gu Zhiyao.

Gu Zhiyao was the same, and quietly walked in front of her.

"Meow Meow~" Miaomiao rubbed her face and found a comfortable position to sleep.

Jiang Xingyue touched its soft fur and thought, that's it, can it be worse, it's a big deal to go to the crew to submit resumes, you can always meet one or two.

But such quibbles did not make her happy.

Sister A handed over the work and stopped taking her with her.

I've been looking forward to the audition for a long time, but I can't get on.

She doesn't even have her own space, there are scandals on the Internet, and a lot of gossip tabloids are staring at her.

An entertainment note who added WeChat to a previous interview asked: "Miss Jiang, is your relationship real?"

This is quite polite, some of them called directly and asked indiscriminately: "Miss Jiang, when did you start?"

In fact, how can a small coffee like her get such a big traffic, it is not because the other actor who is discussed is a low-key and talented planning master.

When everyone screamed about their "love", they also hid a secret thought, what means the planner wanted to use to make her popular.

Jiang Xingyue had already understood that what he wanted was not to get her more attention, but to make her life a mess inside and out.

There was the last WeChat message sent by Sister A in the mobile phone: "Jiang Xingyue, you must know that when you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you." ”

Yes, artists are most taboo to expose their romance to the public, passers-by will be annoyed if they see too much marketing, and they don't want to see that face and the drama played by that face anymore.

A well-known senior once said in an interview: "Reality TV can ruin an actor." ”

Therefore, actors who cherish their feathers rarely accept resident variety shows, for fear that the audience will be familiar with his character in variety shows, and they will no longer be able to substitute him for other dramas.

But now the general environment is not good, and it is already thankful that there are variety shows.

Jiang Xingyue pinched her phone and didn't reply to Sister A, but it was sudden, and she couldn't tell why, so tears flowed down.

An eighteenth-tier actress like her is not ranked in the entertainment industry, how can she have the power to stare into the abyss?

The abyss doesn't stare at her.

Not being popular is the original sin, and this is an unbreakable truth in the entertainment industry.

Miao Miao seemed to sense something, raised her head and glanced at her suspiciously, crystal tears stained Jiang Xingyue's eyelashes, Miao Miao stretched out her claws and wiped Jiang Xingyue's eyes.

Seeing that she was crying even more fiercely, she stretched out her paw and wiped it a few more times.

Jiang Xingyue sobbed and let out a whimper, she could hold back her cry when no one coaxed her, and she couldn't hold it when someone coaxed her.

She whispered, "Miaomy. ”

Miao Miao crouched in front of her, again and again, tirelessly wiping her tears.

At this moment, Ke Qiao called: "Baby, no face?"

Jiang Xingyue let out a "hmm", didn't hold back, and showed a trace of crying.

Ke Qiao paused after hearing this, and said, "Baby, don't cry", but he cried out loud, opened his voice and shouted: "What a bullshit director, does he have a pair of dog eyes, our professional, beautiful, and conscientious little moon didn't even take a fancy to it, he was afraid that he was reading a fake director!"

Jiang Xingyue muttered and thought back, Director Zhao Jun is a screenwriter and cross-border director, and he has never studied directing, but after thinking about it, Ke Qiao must have been drinking so disrespectfully.

Sure enough, the next second, I heard the sound of spitting wine from the earpiece.

Another male voice said, "Don't, don't spit on me, it's not disgusting." ”

"Do you have something disgusting about what I suffered?"

"That's not a reason for you to spit on me. "The man is particularly reasonable.

Wait, isn't this voice the voice of the special assistant next to Gu Zhiyao?

What's it called, it seems to be called Sun Zhi?

But how could he be with Qiaoqiao, they should be in Beihai now, feeding mosquitoes with their uncle!

Just as he was thinking this, the door was slammed.

When Ke Qiao was drunk, he liked to smash her door with his handbag.