"Thank you Xue Beirong, President of Huayi Pictures, for presenting the award to the finals of "I Am a Model", and I would like to invite the overall champion Yu Huanxi to deliver an acceptance speech!"

"Xue Beirong is a murderer!"

"Xue Beirong pushed Yu Xiaoxiao off the cliff in order to kill people!"

"Xue Beirong is ......"

Xu Zongyao closed the laptop with a "snap", and pointed at my nose with a blue face and scolded wildly.

"Yu Huanxi, you're really crazy about red!"

"This is Xue Beirong's first appearance on TV, you let him have such a big scandal, are you tired of being crooked!"

"You immediately go to the reporter to explain it clearly, just say that what you say on TV is a fart, and you are unscrupulous in order to become famous!"

Xu Zongyao scolded more and more, and dragged me to the balcony, "Otherwise, the two of us will jump down from here together!" ”

"Jump, who's afraid of whom!" I took off my high heels unhurriedly, climbed onto the balcony railing, dangled my legs in the air, and teased Xu Zongyao fearlessly.

Anyway, he won't really force me to jump, and my goal has already been achieved.

It is estimated that the whole network is now boiling, and they are all discussing Yu Huanxi, the overall champion of "I Am a Model", Yu Xiaoxiao, an actor who has disappeared for three years, and Xue Beirong, a scumbag.

It is difficult to be famous in this circle, and it is even more difficult to avenge my sister.

It took me three years to wait for this opportunity, how could I be willing to give in.

"Yu Huanxi, you have a kind of jump ...... me" Xu Zongyao didn't finish scolding, and his mobile phone rang.

Glancing at the call, Xu Zongyao hurriedly slid down the answer button, and his grandson called "Mr. Xue": "Uh-huh...... Good! Wait! ”

"It's windy on the balcony, be careful of falling down!" Xu Zongyao glared at me fiercely and trotted all the way to the door.

The reporters who had swarmed half an hour ago had dispersed, and there was a man in a black suit outside the door.

Xue Beirong.

The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all smiling on the phone, and he still looked beautiful, unaffected by the accusation of "murderer".

"Mr. Xue, please come in!" Xu Zongyao nodded and invited him in, and called me again, "Xiaoyu, come here, if you have any grievances, talk to Mr. Xue." Then he slid out the door.

It's the depths of winter, and it's windy on the balcony, so I'm wearing a cashmere jacket, but I'm already shivering from the cold.

But I haven't decided whether to go down or not.

At this moment, only me and Xue Beirong were left in the room.

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, who knows what this guy with a beast heart will do.

Xue Beirong walked up the steps with leisurely steps, stood by the sliding door, and looked at me without emotion, "Miss Yu, do you want to jump off the building?" Let's start your show, I love this kind of thrilling visuals the most. ”

He deliberately provoked me.

Don't be fooled, it's so easy to be intimidated, how spineless.

I straddled one leg over the railing, pretended to be blowing the wind, and drank my coffee leisurely.

Xue Beirong was not in a hurry, and kept pressing me with a cloud-like gloomy look.

There is a poem called Black Clouds Suppressing the City and Wanting to Destroy the City, which is about the state of mind that I can't collapse at this moment.

"Mr. Xue?" After drinking coffee, I pretended to remember that there was one more person on the balcony, raised my eyebrows and asked Xue Beirong, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Didn't Miss Yu keep saying that I was a murderer?" Xue Beirong loosened the royal blue striped tie around his neck, his eyes were gloomy, and his tone was indifferent, "I'll sit on the charge." ”

"Don't mess around, or I'll really jump!" Having been in this circle for a long time, any ghost story can come true, and I'm not afraid that he is fake.