The entertainment industry in the past few days is simply as bloody as an idol drama, first of all, the popular actress Mu Linlin was suddenly exposed to all kinds of black history in the past, as well as the fierce news that she hugged her thighs and was rejected for a higher position, which ignited the fire of gossip among many netizens, and I was also curious about the legendary mysterious drama that Mu Linlin wanted to perform at the expense of diving.

At first, Mu Linlin didn't plan to pay attention, which star hasn't been hacked? But when there were more and more revelations, Mu Linlin's public image became worse and worse, and she and her agent realized that something was wrong, this was not an ordinary black fan at all, but someone deliberately corrected her.

Mu Linlin's agent was ready to hold a clarification meeting like a burning ass, and reprimanded: "Mu Linlin, I told you before, I don't care if you go out to play by yourself, but you can't catch anyone." Are you taking my words as wind in your ears? ”

Mu Linlin's face turned pale, "I, I don't know ......"

Photos of Mu Linlin going in and out with wealthy businessmen, in and out of nightclubs, and even photos of her traveling hand in hand with another married king have appeared on the Internet, and the evidence is conclusive for her to refute.

These photos are all old materials from the past, but they were detained by the Tenshen Company, and the resources of the Tenjin are not very good, but the major newspapers are also willing to give face for the sake of the Celestial Owner. Now it was the gods who took the initiative to release these materials, and some of them were released by Mu Linlin's former opponents.

Later, the official Weibo of Tianshen Company actually issued a statement, saying that the mysterious drama in the revelation was indeed true, and Mu Linlin had nothing to do with this drama, and it poured oil on this fire.

Of course, Fu Zimo and a few people also have Weibo, and there are not a few fans, among which Ling Yuan is the most. On weekdays, Ling Yuan likes to show off his face and show off his wealth when he has nothing to do, and he has more than three million brain-dead fans, more than some little stars.

As soon as the statement of the gods came out, Ling Yuan quickly reprinted it:

Ling Yuan: Haha, I refused, do I realize myself, little wives?

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Then several famous rich third generations forwarded it one after another, and Ling Yuan's group of fans liked it wildly, screaming to drag this female cousin who seduced their husband out and beat it into meat buns, and then joined the army of black fans without hesitation.

Ling Yuan's forwarding is simply a conclusion for the matter - you said that people are rich for three generations, why are you lying about it? It's definitely true.

This time Mu Linlin is going to be planted, everyone can see that the former competitors happily followed and forwarded Weibo, and friends in the circle did not dare to help speak, looking at the mighty army of likes, among which there are many famous rich second (third) generations, maybe which one of them is their future owner? No one wants to drain this water.

And the culprits of this incident are filming on the set.

This scene is the scene where Liu Zhiheng confesses to Zhu Xiaoman.

Playing Liu Zhiheng is Hong Chen, one of the pillars of the gods, although he is a movie café, he was also temporarily called by the company to shoot a TV series, he is also an old drama bone, a pair of eyes seem to have a thousand words, and it is easy to bring Bai Miao, who is still a newcomer, into the play.

"My drama is written for you." Hong Chen said, his eyes were tightly fixed on Bai Miao, and his hands trembled unconsciously.

"I, I ......" Hong Chen is an idol-level character on weekdays, Bai Miao came into close contact with an idol for the first time, and his cheeks were red and his eyes were blurred for a while.

"Click!" The director shouted.

Bai Miao came to his senses in an instant, "Yes, I'm sorry!" She bowed to Hong Chen.

Hong Chen changed from the young and sunny Liu Zhiheng back to himself in an instant, and said gently: "It's okay, newcomers are like this." ”

Before the director could speak, Fu Zimo scolded first: "Bai Miao, you are playing a goddess, aren't you a nymphomaniac!" The saliva is dripping, is it okay to be a nymphomaniac after the play? ”

Bai Miao subconsciously wiped the side of her mouth, blushed and said, "I'm sorry! ”

The director sighed and summoned the two of them to come over to talk about the play.

Fu Zimo was bored lying on his exclusive chaise longue, with at least two air-conditioning fans on the table, Lin Wenyuan had no role today, so he took a stool and sat next to Fu Zimo, concentrating on peeling oranges for him.

The weather was very hot, and the air conditioning fan couldn't blow at this angle, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but he didn't have time to wipe it.

Fu Zimo glanced at it, swallowed a mouthful of orange petals, and reluctantly put his feet down and moved a position, "Come up and sit together." ”

Lin Wenyuan snickered, sure enough, the bitter meat trick was the most effective.

Ling Yuan watched from a distance and sighed: Sure enough, what pot and what lid, if his girlfriend was so squeamish, he might have strangled her to death, and Lin Wenyuan, this kid, could stand Fu Zimo's rotten temper, it was really a perfect match.

The chaise longue squeezed two people, and the two air-conditioning fans couldn't save the gradually rising temperature, Fu Zimo shouted irritably: "It's hot!" ”

Lin Wenyuan felt that Fu Zimo's hot and flushed little face was very good-looking, and on the other hand, he was distressed, so he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and moved Ling Yuan's air conditioning fan over in the past.

Ling Yuan: "......"

He retracted what he had just said, phew, a pair of dog men!

After finishing the play, Bai Miao seemed to have opened his mind, and after the first half of the play, Liu Zhiheng confessed successfully, and Zhu Xiaoman also confessed shyly. Behind them, a pale-faced Ling Yuan sat on a hillside, casting illusions on them with mana, and in an instant his body seemed to be a little transparent.

"Shooting Star!" Zhu Xiaoman shouted in surprise.

Liu Zhiheng hugged him tightly, knowing that this was a fantasy that the ghost had done for them, he was grateful, but he never looked back.

The ghost looked at their backs, with a stiff smile on his lips, his pupils were hollow, but his eyebrows were dyed with a little sadness, and the ghost stood alone behind them, lonely but unaware.

"Click!" The director shouted, he looked at Ling Yuan and praised: "Ling Yuan, you are very talented, you will be popular!" ”

Fu Zimo also muttered: "Rub, maybe this dead shemale can really be popular...... "has a face, talent, and background, it's intolerable not to be popular."

Lin Wenyuan asked, "Didn't you look at him from the beginning?" ”

Fu Zimo: "Maoxian, I just want to pull him into the gang and let him invest." ”

Lin Wenyuan: "......"

That night, it rained heavily in the suburbs, and a group of people were trapped on the set, considering Fu Zimo's Tyrannosaurus Rex temper, the director gave him the best room very modestly.

Fu Zimo walked in, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "This room is really good, it's a little bigger than my toilet......"

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lin Wenyuan walking in, holding the futon in his hand, "What are you doing here, your room is next door." ”

Lin Wenyuan spread the quilt on the ground, "You sleep...... It's very chic, it's cold at night in the suburbs, I'm afraid you'll kick the quilt and catch a cold. ”

Fu Zimo glared at him, "Get out." ”

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of the cold ground." Lin Wenyuan cheekily stayed.

Fu Zimo was lying on the bed, "Hmph, whatever you want, forget it." ”

Lin Wenyuan lay on the ground and sighed: "It's really cold on the ground......"

Fu Zimo: "......"

Just when Lin Wenyuan was thinking about whether to pretend to cough twice, Fu Zimo's muffled voice came from the bed: "Lin Wenyuan, you get out of here." ”

The corners of Lin Wenyuan's mouth hooked up a triumphant smile, but unfortunately the lights were turned off, and Fu Zimo didn't see it, otherwise it would be another "bloodshed".

Fu Zimo said: "Lin Wenyuan, don't do anything to the master, otherwise the master will kick you to death." ”

Lin Wenyuan's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "It's okay, you can't beat me." ”

"Lin Wenyuan, you are going to die!" Fu Zimo kicked him hard, but Lin Wenyuan took the opportunity to hug him, a pair of arms seemed to be made of iron, no matter how Fu Zimo couldn't break free.

"You'll be dead tomorrow." Fu Zimo muttered in a low voice, but he gradually quieted down, he was filming with the crew all day, and he was tired.

"Zimo?" Lin Wenyuan called out tentatively, but did not get a response, so he gently kissed Fu Zimo's forehead, his eyes soft, "Good night, little madman." ”

The next day, Fu Zimo really kicked Lin Wenyuan out of bed, and the first time he slept on a wooden bed, he had a sore back and back, "I'm tired to death." He said as he held his waist.

Ling Yuan, who was in the next room, looked at the two people who came out of the room one after the other, and then looked at Fu Zimo's movements, his eyes were subtle.