A person may be scared of them, but a group of people is different.

Besides, this is an assessment, and there will definitely be no accidents, so thinking about a few people is enough confidence.

Judging from the things that followed, it is clear that the so-called "no accidents" are relative.

Black gas or something, they just think that Ji Ran is sowing discord, their own ability is not to see these things, although the ability of the demon girl is very high, no one can say whether this smiling appearance is thinking of some conspiracy.

Generally speaking, it is not necessarily the disciples of the demon clan who can vent the black qi, and it may also be the imprint of signing some kind of contract with the demon clan, Ji Ran is just to respond to these people.

The disciples of the demon clan are not such double-faced traitors.

Thinking about it, Ji Ran twisted his fingers, and a purple totem appeared on his white fingertips.

Fingertips moved slightly.

"Ahh There was a terrible scream from the crowd.

"Cards! On the makeup artist, move quickly. ”

The screaming stopped abruptly, and the makeup artist immediately moved to touch up the makeup.

It's too hot, and makeup is easy to wear, which is also a headache for them.

Jun Wan breathed a sigh of relief, her makeup didn't need to be repaired, mainly the flame on her forehead needed to be added a little bit of color.

Jun Wan took the honey prepared by Huang Yanwen and moistened his throat.

The little lamb walked around Jun Wan with its little hooves.

That's right, the little lamb is the stand-in of the phantom beast, and God knows how long Jun Wan endured it when he saw it for the first time.

The phantom beast that killed everywhere became a little lamb, how funny it was.

"Sister Mi, I'll come."

Wei Mi is the owner of the little lamb, and speaking of which, the little lamb is still an Internet celebrity with hundreds of thousands of fans on Weibo.

Jun Wan took the tender grass and squatted down, and the little lamb bleated.

"It's so good." Jun Wan held the grass in one hand and touched the little lamb's fur with the other.

"Xiaowan likes animals very much, look at your Weibo, it's so lively." Wei Mi is also only in his twenties, and his family is good, so he lives the way he likes, mixing with a group of animals, and the baked cake is one of them.

"It's so cute." Jun Wan's fingertips touched the tip of the wet nose of the baked cake, "You can accompany them well when you don't have a job, but you can't do it if you have a job." ”

Jun Wan sighed slightly, the work she took now is still trying to press as much as possible, and she may have no time in the future.

"It's okay, I'm sure they won't blame you, the animals are all aura." Wei Mi comforted.

"Hmm."

The time was almost up, and the grass that Wei Mi was carrying in his hand had almost all entered the stomach of the baked cake, clapped his hands and walked away.

......

Tang Chengxi's requirements can be said to be very strict, there are few scenes that can be passed in one place, Jun Wan looked at the colorful points and notes on the script, and suddenly felt the pain of the third year of high school.

The sun seems to melt people into the light, today's lunch is a vegan feast, which is prepared by Gui Yurang, of course, Jun Wan feels that the taste of chicken breast makes it unworthy of being called meat.

Habit is also habit, after all, I ate more ...... a few days ago Jun Wan glanced at the faces of the others, only Hua Zichen was bitter, and there was a piece of lettuce on the chopsticks.

Jun Wan swallowed the broccoli in his mouth and proposed: "Brother Zichen, you can dip some sauce and eat it, this sauce tastes good." ”

Hua Zichen glared at the chopsticks angrily: "Even if it's dipped in sauce, it's still lettuce, it's a vegetable, and it can't change any facts." ”

Jun Wan nodded and continued to eat his own.

The weather is getting hotter day by day, and even if there are layers of trees in the way, it still makes people feel irritated.

But this vegetable banquet is very hot, at least it makes people's appetite a lot higher, Jun Wan thought so, and remembered the string of bracelets given by Gui Yu, and when he went back that night, Jun Wan put it with the bullet.

Jun Wan was confused when he said that, but it seemed that Brother Jiangxia had not changed much.

Jun Wan's thoughts flew out of the sky while eating, "Tian Jiangming" faced huge resistance, and there were various arguments on Weibo occasionally.

Jun Wan vaguely knew that Mingran's work had a special meaning for him that was different from other works, but she couldn't say the specifics, the novel was read dozens of times, and a lot of details were dug up, but some were still unclear.

Asking Ming Ran didn't ask anything, only a faint sentence: "You are the second person to ask me this question, but you have to find the answer yourself." ”

Who is the first one? What is the answer?

"Come back to your senses." A clear voice sounded, and Jun Wan realized that a table of people were staring at him.

I was suddenly a little embarrassed, and found that my chopsticks had been in the empty bowl for a long time.

He Chuan supported his chin with one hand, and his eyes fell on Jun Wan's bowl: "What are you thinking?" ”

Jun Wan sat upright, shook his head and was about to say nothing, but the words changed again: "I'm thinking about the plot, the plot that hasn't been unlocked yet." ”

This sentence aroused Shen Zhiheng's interest: "Oh? Tell me about it? ”

He Chuan glanced at the hand on his shoulder, but did not move, and Shen Zhiheng's voice was also dyed with a smile.

"I think there's something in them that isn't explained in the novel." Jun Wan said his thoughts, a little vague.

No one noticed Jiang Xia, who reminded Jun Wan to come back to his senses, his hand holding the cup paused, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was well blocked by his hand.