Chapter 302: The Trench Is Inhuman!

Acting is like studying, there are still a few natural actors, and most of those who are emerging now still rely on diligence and down-to-earth to get to where they are today.

But like Ye Wenwen, who is not low in talent, Fu Jing is the first time to see it with his own eyes.

If Ye Wenwen continues to stay in this circle and develop in the future, she dares to say that Ye Wenwen will definitely be able to shine!

But this is just Fu Jing's thoughts.

After all, Ye Wenwen's identity, as well as the husband and mother-in-law behind her, are destined to be impossible to realize this idea!

How can the wife of a top wealthy family stay in the entertainment industry to film?

Is it that the streets are not good to shop, or are things not good to buy?

Fu Jing had just finished sighing, and there was a commotion on the set, and when he looked up, a group of black-clothed bodyguards dressed in exaggerated clothes appeared in everyone's sight.

She couldn't help but be stunned, and bit her ear with Ye Wenwen next to her, "What's the situation?" I thought it was another fan who came to visit the class, but it turned out to be a black-clothed bodyguard? Could it be the next set on the set, in the wrong place? ”

A modern drama is being filmed next door, and it's not too exaggerated to have this configuration.

"I don't know, it has nothing to do with me anyway." She is a newcomer and has no fans at all, so Ye Wenwen is very open-minded.

As a result, after she said this, Ye Wenwen was slapped in the face.

The rows of bodyguards holding gifts all came towards her and stopped directly in front of her.

"Excuse me, is it Miss Ye Wenwen?" The bodyguard headed by him had a serious face, and when he spoke, he seemed to be checking, which made Ye Wenwen's heart hang all of a sudden.

What's going on?

"Yes, I am." Ye Wenwen nodded a little confusedly.

The other party's face softened a little, "I was ordered to give Miss Ye some gifts from our master, and I hope Miss Ye will accept them." ”

As he spoke, the people behind him stepped forward one after another and handed boxes of shopping bags to Ye Wenwen.

At a cursory glance, there are top-of-the-line watches, cars worth tens of millions, and a limited-edition diamond necklace from a luxury brand.

It can be said that it is a gift of inhumanity.

"Hiss ......"

Between the sets, there was a sudden sound of gasping.

"What is the origin of this warm fan? Together, these things are worth tens of millions! She is a newcomer, where does she have such a tyrant fan? Some young actors bit their ears in the back, and the sourness in their words almost drowned out the whole set.

When you are a star, who doesn't have a few fans?

Generally, when you come to visit the class, you will give some small gifts to express your love, and those who are rich will give more valuable.

But how can any fan directly hold a diamond necklace from a famous car or watch?

Just said that this Ye Wenwen is black and red at most and has no fans, but other fans immediately popped up, isn't this slapping them in the face?

This sentence is also agreed by Ye Wenwen, the party.

Fans, she doesn't have them.

Fans of local tyrants do not exist.

If you want to talk about local tyrants, she is at most the husband of a local tyrant, and a few days ago he gave her a rose manor of several hundred acres.

Ye Wenwen thought about it like this, and suddenly had a bad premonition, could these not be sent by Fu Shaoyang?

"I'm sorry, I don't know your master, and I can't accept such a valuable gift. Please take all these things back! Speaking of the back, the power of the desolation in Ye Wenwen's body was almost unbearable.