Before Fu Wei went to plastic surgery, she also personally organized the funeral of the client's parents.

To her surprise and even shock, the client's parents were outrageously clean of kinship. Not only are there no people competing for the inheritance in the TV series, but there are not even a few relatives who attended the funeral.

"What the hell do you say the client's parents do... It's not normal to be so rich and don't have the best relatives," this is really the most deserted funeral Fu has ever seen, not even one-fifth of the funeral number of the parents of the first world client.

[It is not stated in the information, but it should have been obtained legally.] ]

"Yes," Fu Mo nodded in agreement, the client's parents don't look like the bad guys in the TV series, so they shouldn't be illegal money-making parties.

Pay the face party and go online.

The day after the funeral of the client's parents, Fu Wei stepped on the plane to G City. Coincidentally, Fu Mo also had a big acquaintance on this flight, Zhuang Jin.

Zhuang Jin exploded a few years ago, but the worst thing in the entertainment industry is traffic, and with the continuous rise of all kinds of idols, Zhuang Jin's popularity has also disappeared a lot.

In this cyberbullying incident, Zhuang Jin, as the "victim", has earned enough eyeballs, attracting many people to turn fans, and the number of people picking up the airport has also increased.

A group of fans were surrounding Zhuang Jin to ask for autographs, but Zhuang Jin was stopped by two bodyguards and was separated by a distance of half a meter.

"Brother, we've already banned that station!"

Fu Mo wanted to stay away from Zhuang Jin before plastic surgery, but when she heard them talk about herself, Fu Mo couldn't help but look up, and her steps moved there involuntarily.

"Yes, yes, she shouldn't have the face to come to the rice circle again."

"Brother, you don't have to worry about her harassment in the future."

"If she still dares, my brother will call the police directly."

A group of people around echoed, not noticing Zhuang Jin's hand holding the marker, and his smile faded a little, "Okay, thank you, you remember to pay attention to safety, you have worked hard to pick up the plane." ”

Fans naturally care about it again.

Zhuang Jin avoided talking about cyberbullying, and Fu Wei was not interested in listening to the concern between him and fans, and was about to retract his gaze, but he didn't expect Zhuang Jin to suddenly raise his head, and the two looked at each other.

Perhaps Fu Wei's gaze was too focused, Zhuang Jin had already noticed it when he signed, and after signing the photo in his hand, he looked up to follow that gaze.

Fu Wei, who was looking at Zhuang Jin, hurriedly lowered his head, and at the same time secretly rejoiced: Damn, fortunately I was wrapped tightly.

Fu Mo is dressed like a star more than Zhuang Jin today, with a peaked cap and a black mask, and the zipper of the jacket is pulled to the top to cover her chin. Zhuang Jin could only see her bare eyes and ears.

Zhuang Jin kept staring at Fu Yuan, he felt that those eyes were familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere, but Fu Yuan quickly left Zhuang Jin's sight.

…

A few months later.

"Eh, have you seen the hot search? There is a new station of Zhuang Jin opened, and a lot of gifts were given by lottery," a girl held up her mobile phone in front of the short-haired girl.

Xiao Deng squinted his eyes carefully, turned his head and asked, "Zhuang Jin?" Is it the one who was harassed by the bastard before? ”

That incident caused a stir in the fan circle, and the station was finally banned, and since then it has become a negative example of the fan circle's education of its own new fans.

"Xiaowen, does he have any requirements for this lottery?" Xiao Deng asked again, she was just surprised by the prize worth 680,000, but she didn't pay much attention to the lottery rules.

"Nothing to ask for. It's okay not to hack Zhuang Jin. ”

You can have a chance to be drawn by the jackpot with your fingers, and of course the little light will not miss it, "Send me the link, then I'll try it too." ”

After she forwarded it with a large and small number, Xiaowen drank a drink and sighed with her: "What do you say this station is drawing, Zhuang Jin is so confused, this station might as well come to chase my sister, at least my sister is still young." ”

Xiaowen also chases stars, what she likes is the face of a tepid girl group - Ren Yueyin.

In her opinion, Zhuang Jin is synonymous with overflowing air flow, and it is already a miracle that some old stations insist on not taking off their powder, but she didn't expect that there would be new stations.

If it was my sister's family, how nice it would be, with such a rich station, even if my sister has no actual performance, she can take it out and blow it.

Xiao Deng disagreed: "Maybe people like Zhuang Jin's kind." ”

Looking at the phone again, a pop-up window appeared on the screen, "The anchor you follow is now live streaming, are you watching it now?" ”

"He started a live broadcast at the station, do you want to watch it?"

Although he was still asking, Xiao Deng had already subconsciously clicked into the live broadcast room. She pushed Xiaowen with her elbow and motioned for her to come and see.

The girl light that appeared on the screen didn't know how to describe it, she just felt that the rainbow farts she had heard Xiaowen talk about before were all applicable to the girls on the screen, and even more than enough.

The classical and delicate goose egg face and delicate and handsome facial features give her the feeling of being like dewdrops after the ice and snow melt, clear and translucent.

"Thank you for coming to my live broadcast, today I mainly want to introduce to you Sicily_Zhuang Jin station, and there will be a lottery in the live broadcast."

The voice is clear and tactful, and there is a unique cuteness that belongs to the girl, and every tone hits the heart of the small lamp, and then breaks and blooms.

"Her voice is so good, I may have experienced the feeling of being in love you said," Xiao Deng turned his head to look at Xiao Wen, blinking, the expression on his face was no different from Xiao Wen every time she was Mei Mei by Ren Yueyin.

But Xiaowen was not as excited as her, Xiaowen pursed his mouth, shook his head and denied: "It's just average, it's just good-looking, and there is no talent." ”

"How do you know she's not talented?" Xiao Deng immediately retorted, she saw that this sister's temperament was not ordinary, even if she had no talent, she was also a connotative. was belittled by Xiaowen in such a tone, she couldn't sit still for a moment.

Xiaowen hadn't noticed anything wrong with his friend, and still said with a little disgust: "If you have talent and look so good, you will enter the entertainment industry early." ”

"She is so rich and still suffers in the entertainment industry? What can't you think about? Xiao Deng looked at Xiaowen with a surprised look, and his tone was a little dissatisfied, "You shouldn't be sour, right?" ”

She said that the matcha custard she ordered today, why did she drink it so much like lemon soda, and someone was sour and bubbling.

"Get out!"

Fu Mo introduced the station to a rough idea, and now she is answering the questions of fans in the live broadcast room, and it took her ten full months to give herself a makeover.

Dozens of surgeries, large and small, went smoothly, and the postoperative recovery results were just right. Now she can stand in front of everyone without any psychological burden, and let others praise and praise.

"I just liked Zhuang Jin not long ago, so I'm a newcomer, and I'll get rid of everyone and take care of it in the future," Fu Wei said without changing his face and heartbeat.

Like Zhuang Jin's trash? Again, unless the Interstellar Alliance blew itself up.

Most of the fans in the live broadcast room are Zhuang Jin, and they all come to see this new station of local tyrants.

[Jin Tian Tian'er: My sister is so beautiful, I feel that I have lowered the appearance of Tian Jin's family. ]

[I want to get rich today: does the rich woman lack leg pendants?] I'm super able to hug my thighs. ]

[Did Brother Jin turn over my cards today: Sister's station is still short of people? ] The miscellaneous kind. ]

[Milk Foam Tianjin: ↑Is the one upstairs dreaming?] Sister take a look at me, I will retouch pictures and do copywriting, I want to enter the station. ]

"The station doesn't recruit people now, although it hasn't recruited anyone haha," Fu Mo replied with a smile.

This station is just a way for her to get close to Zhuang Jin, if she recruits someone, the station will not be her alone, and when the time comes, what she uses the station to do will become a public weapon for private use.

[Heartbeat dealer boy: The station has not recruited anyone? ] Is my sister alone at that station? ]

"That's right, I'm the only one at the station now, and it's all up to me to pick up the pictures or whatever," Fu Hui began the next topic.

"Let's start the lottery now, what do you want?"

As soon as I asked what gift I wanted, the questions asked in the live broadcast room immediately disappeared and were replaced by money.

Fu Wei also asked a particularly underwhelming question: "You all like money so much?" ”

However, these words will be scolded when they come out of the mouths of people who have no money, but Fu Wei, as a lottery winner, will be blown into the sky.

[TEANO: The rich don't like money?] We poor people love money the most. ]

[Jiangxi xi: How rich you have to be to say this, mom I want to marry her!] ]

Seeing that the comment area was becoming more and more uncontrollable, Fu Wei immediately began to talk about the matter: "Then I'll take three screenshots later, and the friends on the pictures are 1,000 yuan each, what do you think?" ”

Fu Hao quickly took a screenshot of the picture with another mobile phone, and read out the screen names on it in turn, "There are a total of twenty-four friends, wait a minute, I will send a separate Weibo with the screenshot of the winning lottery, and the winning friends should pay attention to private messages." ”

announced the list of winners, and the comment area was filled with all kinds of crying, Fu Mo smiled slyly and began to comfort them: "Friends who didn't win the lottery still have a chance, I'll draw 60 friends in the Weibo repost of this live broadcast for 100 yuan each, to comfort your injured hearts." ”

"If you haven't won the lottery yet, you can go to my pinned Weibo to give it a try."

"Let me tell you another good news, my brother will pick up the airport in a few days, and when I am successful, I will give you another gift."

"If you have anything you want, you can send me a private message, and I'll smoke it next time."

"That's all for today's live broadcast, goodbye everyone."

Fu Mo turned off the live broadcast, and then lay on the table and complained: "What should I do in 1973, I'm so distressed now, when I think of giving money to netizens who may have scolded the client, my heart hurts." ”

In 1973, he grabbed the wrong point: [But the money for your plastic surgery is many times the money for the lottery.] ]

Fu Wei's surgery was the most expensive medicine used by the best doctors, and plus the cost of the recovery period, Fu Wei had already spent five or six million on her face. In such a comparison, the lottery money is only a drop in the bucket.

"1973 You don't understand love," Fu Wei continued to remain sad, "No matter how much money is spent on plastic surgery, it is on the client, and the lottery is completely a gift, or the kind that is given away for free!" ”

If there is nothing substantial in spending money, then the money is spent in vain.

Fu Mo was still mourning and sending red envelopes to netizens, and in a dressing room in City B, thousands of miles away, a joyful voice sounded.

"Brother Zhuang, you are generous enough at this station, and you have been on the hot search twice by money," the assistant Xiao Wu held his mobile phone and admired the man who was sitting on the chair and letting the makeup artist fiddle with it.

Her boss has been tepid in recent years, and last year she finally gained a wave of fans by taking advantage of the illegitimate meal, but as time went by, those fans who came halfway have almost gone.

Now that there is a station with such a trench, it can be searched twice in just one day, and she is still secretly praying: I hope that this station is the legendary station that can prosper idols, let her boss become popular again, and then give her a salary increase.

"What station?" The man who is applying makeup tries his best to keep his face blank and not get in the way of the makeup artist's work.

"You don't know?"

"Should I know?"

The makeup artist left, Zhuang Jin's previous good temper no longer existed, and he waited impatiently for Xiao Wu to explain to him.

He hasn't been on the hot search, his station is actually on it, is that station worthy? And Xiao Wu also said this in front of the makeup artist, sure that he was not connotating him, wasn't he mocking him for being as good as a station?

"Oh, it's Brother Zhuang that you have newly opened a station, and now you are celebrating the opening of the station lottery, and the total amount of prizes is 680,000," Xiao Wu said, discovering the blind spot, "The total amount of his lottery is exactly your birthday, Brother Zhuang." ”

The lottery amount is 680,000 yuan, and Zhuang Jin's official birthday is just June 8, and no one believes it if it is a coincidence.

Six hundred and eighty thousand, such a generous station?

Zhuang Jin sat slumped back in the chair, a pair of long legs raised, and placed on the opposite dressing table, the black shiny leather shoes squeezed with the makeup, and the contours of the cosmetics were concave.

"And what do you mean by 'again'?" Zhuang Jin completely forgot how much the makeup artist cherished the cosmetics just now, and a pair of leather shoes swayed from side to side, which was very comfortable.

"That's right, the person in charge of that station opened a live broadcast this afternoon, and there was a lottery in the live broadcast," Xiao Wu paused, and then said: "Although there are not as many as the celebration of the establishment of the station, there are also 30,000 yuan." ”

Xiao Wu had tears in his heart: Rich people are different, they can give him two months' salary when they start a live broadcast, and they don't hurt at all.

"But the person in charge of that station is quite good-looking, and there are many people below calling her debut," Speaking of this, Xiao Wu shut up, she was afraid that if she continued to say more, she would spit out not words, but sour lemons one by one.

Zhuang Jin was already holding his mobile phone and looking through Weibo at this time, and frowned when he saw "Sicily_Zhuang Jin Station". This pronunciation... Why is it so similar to that ugly fan's station?

Recalling that fan, Zhuang Jin was instantly depressed, and that fan was the biggest problem he encountered in his career. is ugly and comes to pick up the plane every time, and he, as a gentle and amiable "brother" in their eyes, has to deal with her against his will.

God knows how much he wanted to vomit when he saw that face!

But later, he used the hand of the marketing account to push the boat, and finally let that fan disappear into his world.

He flipped to the screenshot of Fu Mo in the live broadcast room, at that time, Fu Mo was looking down to take a screenshot of the number of winners, looking down at the camera, unable to see her full appearance, only to see the slender willow eyebrows that are very different from the popular one-word eyebrows, and then down is her erect nose tip, delicate and cute.

"Brother Zhuang, are you watching too? Is she really ready to make her debut? Xiao Wu struggled to praise him in front of him, she had been given a dead circle fan by Fu Wei's trench, and at this moment she was like an ordinary fan of the fan circle, praising everyone she would.

"It's okay, that's it," Zhuang Jin didn't have much fluctuation in his heart, he turned off his mobile phone, got up and went to prepare for the event, leaving Xiao Wu alone in the same place to disagree: "What do you mean by that, I think it's better than Ren Yueyin, it's a six-thousand-year-old beauty." ”

Ren Yueyin, as the face of et78, sent a large wave of newsletters some time ago to boast about her appearance, saying that she is a rare beauty for 3,000 years.

Xiao Wu thinks: If Ren Yueyin is not in 3,000 years, then Fu Wei is a beauty in 6,000 years, twice as beautiful.