Ling Qing worked hard to adjust her state, but no matter how she adjusted her hideous complexion, it was absolutely impossible for her to return to normal in a short period of time.

Ling Xia looked at Ling Qing with a smile, with mockery in her round and bright eyes.

Ling Qing, you are not my opponent at all, why can't you listen to it?

After two minutes, Ling Qing looked at Ling Xia pitifully, the teardrops in the corners of her eyes and her faintly swaying shoulders set her off with extra pitiful: "It's been so many years, do you still remember?" Hey, after all, it's because we're not good enough to make you angry. That's it, I don't want to think that I can make you realize my good through hard work. ”

With that, she lowered her head and took two steps back.

Ling Qing curled the corners of her beautiful lips and walked into the room with her head held high.

The moment Ling Xia walked into the room, Ling Qing was so ruthless that she wanted to eat at this moment, and Ling Xia's gaze fell on Ling Xia leisurely.

Ling Qing is here to interview the heroine today.

Her coffee position, wanting to take on a B-level drama like "Flowers Flying", is simply at her fingertips, but there is gossip that Ji Yingdi is going to participate.

Ji Yingdi participated, it must be the male lead.

This has led to a very, very large number of actors who come to admire.

Ling Qing left after the interview.

"Flowers Fly" is a costume drama, and the content is relatively simple, that is, the male protagonist is a minister, the female protagonist is a princess, and the two love each other. The female protagonist was arranged to be reconciled and had to be separated from the male protagonist, and the male protagonist was unwilling to slaughter all the relatives of the female protagonist.

The female protagonist saw the male protagonist doing this.,Hate yourself for not being able to take revenge.,All day long.,With the encouragement of the third male.,Cheer up again.,Found out that the male protagonist was framed before.,The story of finally joining hands against the enemy.。

The second female played by Ling Xia is the villain in the play, the strategist under the male protagonist.

There are a lot of emotional scenes between the second female and the second male.

After a cursory scan of the script, Ling Xia found that the second female was more emotional than the first female.

After trying on makeup all day, I was busy until ten o'clock in the evening, and when Ling Xia's head was muddy, it was finally over.

Ling Xia dragged his tired body, and after getting into the car, he began to fall asleep.

"What do you sleep on?" Xia Lan's irritated voice rang out.

Ling Xia's inner MMP.

On the surface, he looked at Xia Lan impatiently: "What are you doing?" ”

I'm not allowed to sleep, and if you want me to die, just say it!

Xia Lan pointed to the hot search on her phone: "Some people say that you entered by unspoken rules." ”

Say she's an unspoken rule?

It's nothing.

Anyway, a lot of people have said it before.

Ling Xia waved his hand: "Nonsense." ”

Who would be so "kind", she guessed. you

"It's not the most important thing, the most important thing is that your Weibo comments are occupied by black fans." Xia Lan clicked on Ling Xia's Weibo comment.

The people below are all scolding her.

scolded and scolded, and they were all cheap words that only said dead mother, dead father, and a family doing dirty things.

Seeing these words, Ling Xia decided that he couldn't bear it anymore.

She took out her mobile phone, went on Weibo, clicked on the comments, and after looking at it, she began to reply.

Seeing Ling Xia's reply, Xia Lan just glanced at it and asked lightly, "Don't explain?" ”

"I'm explaining."

Xia Lan: "Huh? Are you explaining? ”

She flipped through her phone and went to read Ling Xia's Weibo.

She didn't post any new news.

How to explain it if you don't post dynamics?

Xia Lan looked over thoughtfully: "You can't be an explanation either." ”

When she said this, she saw Ling Xia's slender fingers tapping the screen constantly.

With a sigh in her heart, Xia Lan's face changed.

She clicked on the Weibo comment she had read earlier.

Jianghu Talent: Ling Xia died ma.