After dealing with Ma Changsheng's paper tiger, Ran Qiu listened to someone's scolding and prepared to fly away. As soon as one foot stepped out of the box, she also reminded her very kindly-

"If you can't get angry, go to the police station and report me, and see if you were detained for pornographic transactions first, or if I wrote an examination first because I scared you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the box door fell heavily.

As for those foul words in the future, Ran Qiu didn't bother to appreciate it.

After all, she is a qualified five-good citizen, how can she openly do such an unseemly thing as shrews scolding the street?

Just when Ran Qiu wrapped himself meticulously and walked out of the brightly lit entertainment venue, he happened to meet another beer belly who came in leisurely in the hall.

The style of painting is a perfect fit.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that this beer belly didn't take two steps before turning a corner in the corridor, just staggering out of the box she came out of and entering another small box.

It's a pity that it didn't take long for him to come out with a scolding eye, and the posture was a little more exciting than the resentful shrew.

Immediately after that, unhurriedly wiping his hands, there was also a casually dressed teenager.

He was wearing an expensive and unassuming sweatshirt and jeans, casually staring at the beer belly that was spitting fragrant away, and his eyes above the mask were full of disgust.

He raised his eyebrows and threw the tissue into the trash can beside him, and his eyes inadvertently met the old man in the upper hall who was bending over and apologizing in a low voice.

The wind blowing around him when he left seemed to be particularly incompatible with this vulgar entertainment venue.

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After returning to the rental house according to the only remaining memory, Ran Qiu wanted to think about the future direction of her life, but when she opened the door, she saw a girl holding a kitchen knife in the living room.

Ran Qiu instantly pinned himself in place.

She shouldn't have been involved in any criminal case when she wore this book, right?

"Huh?" The girl didn't take two steps to find Ran Qiu's figure, she stopped and looked over, and muttered, "Didn't this eldest lady go out to talk about work, why did she come back so quickly?" ”

Oh, I guess I was driven back because of that stinky temper again.

Ran Qiu stared at her without speaking, her brain was racing, and she began to search for the person in front of her.

Finally, the face match was successful.

Tang Jia, a well-known food blogger in the Internet celebrity circle.

It's also a shared roommate who doesn't like the down-and-out lady.。

In the past, the original owner was disdainful of talking to a small blogger like Tang Jia with a shelf, but now it is different from the past, Ran Qiu rarely saw a girl with a relatively normal painting style, and the intimacy in her heart rose.

So much so that when Tang Jia saw such a talkative and amiable eldest lady, her jaw was about to stop.

However, she is generous and loves gossip, and she was attracted by the other party's courageous experience every minute.

"You offended your agent so much, aren't you afraid that he will give you little shoes afterwards?" As soon as Tang Jia finished asking, she felt that it was wrong, when did this eldest lady care about this?

But if she didn't have a way to go to the dark before, she wouldn't be so confused now.

However, at this time, Ran Qiu was staring directly at the fragrant dinner that Tang Jia brought out of the kitchen, and he didn't answer for a long time, but his stomach couldn't help but protest.

It seemed that her gaze was too strong, Tang Jia finally got up and went to the kitchen to bring out another pair of dishes and chopsticks, while thinking about whether the eldest lady was really changed or taken away, and tentatively handed over the dishes and chopsticks.

Until she heard the other party's lazy thanks, she felt that this tone and gesture was definitely that the eldest lady didn't run.

After Ran Qiu was satisfied with the meal, he replied slowly: "There are not many artists under Ma Changsheng's hands, and they are all all paste, I should be regarded as the kind of person who is beautiful and has a relatively normal painting style and can be saved." After all, black and red are also red, and he probably weighed on me a lot of hopes of getting ahead, so he introduced me to resources. ”

Phew, in fact, it's a black-hearted merchant who wants to make stinky money.

How dare you instigate the original owner to beg for support?

Hehe.

Tang Jia stared at her speechlessly.

A little self-aware, but not much.

This level of narcissism, the body is estimated not to have been completely occupied by aliens.

It was rare for the two of them to sit down and eat calmly, maybe because their temperament had been let go for a long time, Tang Jia asked more with a heart of exploration: "Then what are you going to do next?" ”

Ran Qiu was silent, and after thinking about the future plot direction, he searched for a variety show from his brain.

"Next, there should be a variety show coming to the door."

"What variety show?" Tang Jia paused for a moment and asked in a different way, "Are you going to pick it up?" ”

After all, this eldest lady used to have a very high vision, and she definitely couldn't look down on low-cost variety shows, and she said that any variety show with an investment of less than 100 million yuan would never be accepted.

It's pretty ...... I can't figure it out.

No wonder there are so many black materials.

Who knew that the other party just nodded casually: "Take it." ”

"Huh?"

"At the end of the month, it's time to solve the problem of food and clothing."

“……”

It is said that there is a difference between people, and this practical problem is unreservedly reflected on Ran Qiu, because-

Others wear books and are all heroines who can afford to live in a small bungalow without worrying about food and clothing, and they don't need to look ahead and backward at all, and she can only be defeated by the tragic reality.

There is no sense of wearing a book at all.

Oh no, there's still a little bit of an experience.

For example, the sophisticated life variety show that was originally intended to be introduced to her was waved by Ma Changsheng to another female artist with a sense of artificial technology on her face, and the piece of cake that was given to her should have become a small variety show that was so embarrassing that it was about to disappear.

As long as you have eyes, you can see that the other party is intending to retaliate against her, and she also calls it "going to have a good experience".

Who on the whole network doesn't know that the queen of black material is sick all over her body, and she can babble and scream to deceive attention even if she loses a hair, where can she participate in this kind of small paste variety show with a huge amount of exercise?

But it just so happened that this variety show hit Ran Qiu's cognitive range.

This variety show is called "National Games", which is held under the banner of stimulating the athletic talents of many artists, but it is actually a large settlement of artists who are so mushy that they can even ignore the coffee position, or the black material is on the rise and is in urgent need of transformation.

On the contrary, if you set up some equipment in a small shed, and then casually hire a cheap coach to mix it up with a gimmick, the cost of the entire variety show may not be worth the cost of recording a major production, which shows the director's Buddhist system.

After all, even if the response is not good, it will not be too distressing.

But after thinking about it, if this variety show was really splashed by an artist with his own black material popularity, it would really be an accident.

As a result, Ran Qiu naturally became a potential development target for a son with a black material record in the eyes of the director.

Although, the party is completely for the money, as well as her irrepressible sports blood.