When I woke up the next day, Song Qiancheng was no longer in the room.

She got up, opened the mobile phone software, and first looked at Sister Yang's chat account.

Sister Yang didn't send her any messages, which means that today is another day without work.

Wen Lishu fell back to the bed and rolled on the bed, no longer working, she was so idle that she was about to get moldy.

I don't know if she was selected for the scene directed by Fang last time.

She thought about it and sent a message to Director Fang.

"Director Fang, what have you been busy with lately?"

She didn't ask the subject directly, but greeted her tactfully.

Fang Dao was already an old fritter, and he knew what she wanted to ask, so he directly gave her a good time.

"In the preparation of the TV series "Love", I left you a role, remember to leave a good schedule with your agent. ”

Wen Lishu read this text message, sat up excitedly, rubbed his palms and smirked.

This new drama can be regarded as a success, and it is not in vain that she was in the car that day, and she flattered Song Qiancheng in every way.

After being moldy for so long, it finally ushered in business, Wen Lishu logged in to his social account in a happy mood, planning to post a dynamic to interact with fans.

However, as soon as I opened the software, there was a wave of unread private messages.

Wen Lishu flipped through it, and those private messages were all insults from black fans, nothing new, and they all said that it had been almost two years, saying that she was a plastic surgery ghost, and her whole body was fake.

The reason why she was scolded so badly has to start with the label of "Little Fairy of the Republic of China".

It is said that before, when she had not yet entered the industry, a female star had been labeled by netizens, and no one had surpassed her in the field.

But as soon as she debuted, this label was taken away by her, so these people who insulted her were all die-hard fans of that female star.

I remember that when I first received these private messages, Wen Lishu would be depressed for many days because of these vicious words.

But after working hard in the circle for two years, she has now cultivated a vajra heart, and she will not make waves even if they scold the dog's blood.

Even, she can check these private messages while eating food during meal time, and when she encounters some special scolding, she can also share it with Sister Yang, saying that this black fan is quite cultured.

Wen Lishu flipped through the pages casually, and didn't go any further, after she marked all the private messages as read, she opened her homepage.

She hasn't updated her account for nearly two weeks, and there are already small fans leaving messages at the bottom, urging her to be more popular.

In order to meet the wishes of the little fans, Wen Lishu flipped out the album and picked out a photo of the food taken before, accompanied by a literary text: Only food and true love fans can live up to it.

After posting it, there were comments from the bottom very quickly.

Netizen 1: "True love fans come to report." ”

Netizen 2: "Wow, the little fairy is not fat no matter how she eats, and she envy ING." ”

……

There are many words of praise, and of course there is no shortage of battlefields to raise the bar.

Gong Jingyi: "Only shoot the food, don't shoot yourself, you know that you are posing, one word, made." ”

Gong Jinger: "Which advertisement did you take, dare to say it, don't play tricks." ”

……

Wen Lishu didn't reply to any netizens, just kept a normal heart and watched, and then quit the social account.

Putting down the phone, Wen Lishu went to freshen up, and waited until the dress was over before going downstairs.

Walking down the stairs, halfway through, she was shocked.

Her eyes were fixed on the man sitting in the living room.

It's really terrible, Song Qiancheng didn't go to work, and is now sitting on the sofa, reading a magazine in his hand.