Jiang Lin suddenly looked at her, hesitated for a moment and said: "Is it possible, it's not that there is a problem with my compass, but that there is a problem here." ”

The two of them stood in the hotel lobby and watched the compass and convulsions, and then returned to normal again.

Lin Yuan instantly felt creepy: "Senior brother, don't scare me." ”

"I'm not kidding, someone raised a little ghost, and now it can't be sealed, which leads to a backlash against itself, because the little ghost has too much resentment, and the compass is out of control." Jiang Lin glanced at Lin Yuan deeply and said seriously.

"Senior brother, there are a lot of people here, let's go back to the room."

Jiang Lin looked at the crowded hotel lobby and nodded.

The two of them returned to Jiang Lin's room together.

"What's going on?" Lin Yuan asked immediately after confirming that he had locked the door.

Jiang Lin shook his head, with a doggy expression: "I don't know, who made the two of us not study hard at the beginning." ”

When the master taught these two people, the two of them didn't listen to anything, they just cared about fighting, and they learned a little bit of skin.

Now the book is less hated when it is used.

"No, the hotel has such a large flow of people, and we can't find anyone to raise this thing, don't be nosy." Lin Yuan adhered to the attitude that more things are better than less things.

Jiang Lin glanced at Lin Yuan coldly: "Facing this thing every day, do you feel at ease when you live?" ”

Lin Yuan pouted: "As long as it has nothing to do with me, I will live." ”

Jiang Lin: "......"

"You can really bear it."

Jiang Lin took a long time to spit out these words.

"Hey, just get used to it." Lin Yuan patted Jiang Lin's shoulder seriously, "There are still a lot of pickled things in this circle that you can't think of, and raising a little ghost is nothing." ”

In fact, the more a person is in a high position, the more superstitious he is about something.

As the saying goes, it's better to believe what you have than what you don't.

Jiang Lin suddenly looked at Lin Yuan meaningfully: "Little junior sister, if you do this for me one day, don't blame Senior Brother for being polite." ”

"Come on, if I did these things, I wouldn't be like this."

Jiang Lin didn't know where to come from, so he took out a talisman and gave it to Lin Yuan, "This time the little ghost is very angry, it is inevitable that it will not affect the luck of others, take it to keep safe." ”

Lin Yuan accepted the talisman: "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Lin Kite, who got the talisman, returned to the room and slept more soundly than before.

——

When I woke up, the sun was already shining in.

I don't know if it's her delusion, last night was the most restful night she slept in since staying in this hotel.

Lin Yuan didn't think much about it, and after washing up, he left the room, only to bump into Qu Fengming head-on.

He looked ugly, with two dark circles hanging under his eyes, and his complexion was very bad, as if he had been drained of his energy.

Presumably yesterday's events had a great impact on him, but it doesn't matter, he deserves it!

But on the surface, Lin Yuan still has to maintain it, "Teacher Qu, didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

Qu Fengming looked at Lin Yuan deeply: "Teacher Lin seems to be very happy. ”

The corners of Lin Kite's mouth were almost grinning behind her ears, but she still pretended to be calm: "How can there be." ”

She swaggered away directly, for people like Qu Fengming, she really didn't want to stay for a second.

This matter has been fermenting on the Internet for a long time, and the blogger has not said anything since he posted a long article yesterday.

I don't know if it's her delusion, but when she left, she saw the black mist above Qu Fengming's head again.

On the second floor of the hotel, there is an activity room that serves as a place for script reading.

Lin Yuan sat next to Xia Liangyin, swiping her mobile phone and waiting for others to arrive.

The script reading meeting is that a large group of directors, producers, screenwriters and actors sit together to familiarize themselves with the script, the actors will run in and audition, and the screenwriter will modify and refine some plots at this time.

This can be understood as a large-scale script kill.

Although Lin Yuan has opinions about the male lead, she found out two days ago that although Qu Fengming's character is not good, her acting skills are still there.

At this time, Song Xiyu sent her a few pictures.

Lin Yuan clicked on it and looked at it, it was the design draft of the haute couture dress and some fabrics.

Song Xiyu [Look, if there is no problem, this batch of materials will be confirmed.] 】

Lin Yuan roughly looked at the reply [No problem. 】

Few people know that the faceless designer Y of Song Xiyu's studio is her.

At that time, she was the backbone of the studio, and the dresses she designed were sold out of stock as soon as they went on sale, but she never participated in the design again after returning to China.

Song Xiyu would give her studio's dividends every year, but she pushed it off every time.

For no other reason, she is no longer a member of the studio, and she has a guilty conscience when she takes this money.

This time, she regained her old profession, just because she owed Pei Yi too much debt, and if she didn't make some extra money, she had to drink the northwest wind.

People always have to bend their waists for five buckets of rice, and if they can't do five buckets, they will have ten buckets.

Song Xiyu [Okay, I'll wrap you the red carpet dress for the Golden Orchid Award in a few days. 】

Song Xi didn't say anything, Lin Yuan herself almost forgot that there was a Jinlan Award in a few days, and she needed to participate.

Since that time, Xu Hui basically didn't say anything to her, and she didn't do work docking, and a partner came to her door two days ago to ask her why she didn't reply to the message.

The studio's Weibo was still half a month ago, and her own business was more diligent than her own studio.

Xu Hui is a real dog, there is less than a week left, if Song Xiyu hadn't mentioned this matter to her, she would have forgotten about it.

The artist's dress rental needs to contact the brand several weeks or even months in advance, and the brand will apply with the senior management, which takes time to go back and forth, and now Xu Hui is doing this, which shows that she is cheating her, if it wasn't for Song Xiyu to prepare in advance, wait for Xu Hui to remind her, it will be too late at all.

Most of the dresses that Xu Hui prepared for her on the red carpet before were high-end wedding dresses, although she still saw the past, but compared with high-end luxury, it was unsightly.

She was also said by Lin Xuan's fans that the fashion resources were poor.

Lin Kite thanked Song Xiyu.

By this time, the people were almost there.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a girl wearing a bright red dark striped dress and stepping on stiletto heels walked in.

She stared straight ahead and sat down on an empty seat, ignoring anyone.

The audience was silent for a moment, and they all stared at the girl's face.

Even when Lin Yuan saw her, she couldn't help but wonder if she was dazzled.

At this time, Jiang Lin, who was sitting on the other side of her, looked at Lin Yuan and the girl not far away, a little dumbfounded.

Jiang Lin's eyes almost glared: "Little junior sister, who is that thing?" ”

Because that girl looks at least seven points like Lin Kite.

Whether it is hairstyle, body shape or makeup, it basically collides with Lin Kite's usual appearance by seven or eight points.

The only difference that can be seen is that Lin Kite does not often wear bright red clothes, she likes light blue.

And Lin Kite is more jumpy, and the girl looks a little cold and unapproachable.

Nima, who is this woman?