Chapter 22: Ji Wei, number
Time flies and chatting happily with the guests except Ling Xia and Ji Wei.
After chatting for a while, she sent a question mark out.
Then he said, "@δΈε «ζͺηε₯θ©ηζ΄»@δ½ ε¨ζζ’¦ι, why don't you speak?" Our Topic...... Actually, it's okay.
Then she said, "@δΈε «ζͺηε₯θ©ηζ΄»ηζζ―ηηε? That, that you......
Autumn Farewell: Yo, people who rely on "unspoken rules" to get to the top are weak at this time?
Time flies: Let's not talk about her like that. Maybe, she can't help it? Although it is said that the poor man must be hateful, we are superior to others, and let us forgive her for some of her actions.
Time flies: This circle is really cruel, just like me, when I first entered the circle, I was also denied by all kinds of people, and the roles that were clearly decided were snatched away, and I was even depressed for a time and committed suicide...... What if Ling Xia used some special means to get to the top? That's what she's capable of, too.
[Our goddess Enron is really good! If you want me, just snap a few times and slap Ling Xia's slut's face swollen! γ
[Woo woo, I'm so moved. Qiao Anran didn't have too much dislike for Ling Xia. If you want me, I can't stand this kind of person appearing in the same chat box as me! γ
[Ling Xia, you are all "unspoken rules", can you get out of the way! γ
[Roll on! I hate Ling Xia's goblin the most. γ
[Say Ling Xia's "unspoken rules"? Is there a factual basis? The entertainment industry is treacherous, and more often it is fabricated by keyboard warriors, and the truth is not so cruel. γ
[Upstairs, you actually helped Ling Xia's vixen speak? You're a vixen too! γ
[Those who help Ling Xia talk are all sluts! γ
[I just see Ling Xia pleasing to the eye, if you have the ability, you will come to cyberbully me, if you don't have the ability, shut up! ] γ
At this moment, Ling Xia went to cook corn, and when he came back, he glanced at his mobile phone and took the spare machine to surf the Internet.
Anyway, I didn't shoot it at this time, so what is love.
Director Zhou saw that Ling Xia was not a demon for the time being, and reminded the photographer to give them a signal before letting Ling Xia be a demon.
The photographer didn't dare to tell Ling Xia what he said, he just told Ling Xia seriously, your picture cut in.
Ling Xia nodded.
Director Zhou cut Ling Xia's picture into it.
Ji Wei glanced at the chat box, thought about it for a while, switched the mobile phone page, and entered the phone number of Ling Xia that he had heard before.
Then, a message was edited and sent out.
The content of the message is: Ji Wei, number.
Ling Xia went to the kitchen to get the boiled corn and came out, and came to get the mobile phone while gnawing.
If you see new information, click on it to see it.
Well? Ji Wei's phone number?
What did he mean by sending it?
Ling Xia's eyes purred, and he raised his mobile phone with a smile to present the page in front of the public.
"This is Captain Ji's number."
[I'm going? It's true? γ
[Whether it's true or fake, save it, maybe it will be useful in the future!] γ
[Woo woo, I want the number of the male god in my dreams, even if it's fake, I admit it. γ
[Cut, do you believe the fake? γ
Immediately, the buzzing SMS prompt beep kept ringing.
One by one, in just thirty seconds, there are 100+ unread messages.
Ji Wei on the other side of the camera narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp aura emanated from his body.
Brother Niu silently bit his lip, lowered his head, and left the room.
When the door was closed, he was very cautious, for fear that Ji Wei would kill him with a look.
I said, Ji Wei, I'm afraid you're not carried away by love.
Ling Xia's girl, the first time she kissed you secretly, the second time she beat you, and only stupid you would think that she treated you with a good face and sent out her personal phone number when recording the show.
If you don't die, who will die.
Ji Wei wanted to switch the page back, but because of the constant interruption of new information, he failed countless times.
"Damn!"