Chapter 982: Jiang Miao Ling Lu Continued (40)

She could see the fire in her eyes.

But this light is understood in the eyes of the heroine's little angel...... The soul of the rotten girl burns brightly......

She hasn't forgotten that the current trumpet of the person in front of her, that is, the end of the Phoenix song, is the CV of Shen Yuzhi, who was selected not long ago.

What is this "Innocence", so I don't need to say more......

It's terrible!

"I don't bother Miss Jiang about this matter, the person who provoked me has already been solved by me."

It's a pity that the boss can't solve the person who covets her woman with her own hands.

Then, the heroine cherub, who came with a filter that didn't know what style it was, understood this look again...... The loss after losing gossip.

This heroine is absolutely toxic.

Huang Qianqian didn't think about it anymore, she thought for a moment, and then said without refusing: "You will live here from today onwards, and I will have someone clean up the room for you later." ”

Let the heroine stay here, you can help her avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles, intentionally or unintentionally.

It can also allow her to avoid a few major pursuits, which makes no other sense, but at least allows her to be less injured.

Although Lin Yuruo felt uncomfortable, he still endured it.

The person in front of me is now a father, and she is whatever she says.

She herself didn't know where she had a delusion, as if she had always known that the person in front of her would never hurt her.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have agreed without bargaining at all.

Huang Qianqian asked her to find a place to rest first, and then groped for a place where the recording equipment was placed.

Lin Yuruo noticed that the top equipment in the corner still had a thick pile of manuscripts.

She was pitted by that woman, and her eyes are inconvenient, I'm afraid she can get out, right?

After all, her previous smooth movement ability, she can understand it with the sound recognition in martial arts.

But what about these still, silent words?

How could it be engraved in my mind in the first place?

Not to mention, that's exactly what it is.

She took out such a large number of manuscripts just so that the dog could touch them with her hand, and then scan them all.

The scanned content was all imprinted in her mind.

This is completely straightforward to record the dry sound.

It's just some action to switch the machine on/off, so you don't need any particularly high technology.

No panic at all.

Take it easy.

Others may have to adjust their state during this period, and they also have to find a way to enter the drama, and there are all kinds of possibilities.

But she doesn't need it at all, just like the toggle button she has.

You can come whatever you want.

In the next hour, Lin Yuruo's mind was all on her, and she looked confused the whole time.

looked at a certain big guy who was pretending to be forced as if he was memorizing a script, but the dry sound recording was completed with improved efficiency and quality.

Although it is only a small part of it, it can be ...... No, big guy, dare to love your old man who has really memorized these drafts before?

This, this, this is definitely true love for "Innocent"!

Awesome.

Sure enough, the world of the big guy, how can we ordinary people understand?

We are oxygen, we are not worthy.

Huang Qianqian recorded a long paragraph in one breath, until he felt that his throat was already a little dry.

(End of chapter)