Chapter 87: The National Idol Is a Shopaholic (27)
With a smiling face looking up to the sky, holding back the tears in her eyes, Fu Zixuan looked at the camera with a bright smile.
"By the way, Xuanxuan really likes shopping, but it's not a disease, it's because she was too bitter and poor when she was a child, so once she has a little money in her pocket, she wants to spend it. However, Xuanxuan has never wasted, and every time she buys an item with a maxed card, she will hand it over to the broker to deal with, such as all the items she bought today will be sent to the Red Cross for free. ”
"Many people say that the entertainment industry is not easy to mix, especially little girls, but I believe that as long as you keep working hard, nothing is longer a dream!"
Finally, Xuanxuan's wish is for world peace. I hope everyone can be safe and happy, and goodbye!"
Closing the camera with red eyes, Fu Zixuan sobbed softly, and suddenly raised her lips and laughed, like the warm sun on a spring day, pure and warm.
Shaking his head slightly, abandoning the distracting thoughts in his mind, Fu Zixuan walked up to Chen Liang with her head held high, her eyes cold, indifferent, and staring at him arrogantly, and the stalemate atmosphere seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.
"Director, Xuanxuan has a limited IQ and has always disliked using my brain, but that doesn't mean I don't have brains. In the entertainment industry, just that little thing, if you step on me, I'll kick you. But ......"
"I'm different from them, I relied on the support of my fans for my debut, so I won't let them be slaughtered for their sake. ”
"Today's matter, I won't talk to Sister Xiao, but if it is inhumane editing in the later stage, I think my agent should seek justice for me. ”
She loves the sun, but that doesn't mean she hates the dark!
Hiding the darkness does not mean that the heart is barren!
She is who she is, unique and principled!
Glancing indifferently at the indignant Lin Yan in the store, Fu Zixuan's deep eyes seemed to be quenched with cold poison.
is just a newcomer, where does the arrogance come from, look down on her, hum!
"Are you still recording?" Slightly staggered, revealing a flawless side face, Fu Zixuan asked in a deep voice.
Yarn ...... Record!
has been in the entertainment industry for twenty or thirty years, and it took him a long time to get into his current position, but since he became a director, when has he been insulted like this, just a junior, you dare to point at his nose and scold.
Chen Liangqing's face was dark, and he was about to open his mouth to scold, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Fu Zixuan's mocking smile, and slowly swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.
He is indeed not afraid of Fu Zixuan, but he can't afford to provoke the company and agent behind Fu Zixuan.
"Record!"
Yo, it's quite bearable!
However, she is not an angry little girl.
secretly snickered in his heart, but on the surface, he clenched his fists seriously to show his admiration.
"The director is atmospheric, open-minded as Pingchuan, and Xuanxuan is ashamed of herself. ”
Burst~
Fu Zixuan's words were like a shadowless and invisible knife stabbing into the chest, Chen Liang's throat was stalked, and he only felt a mouthful of old blood in his mouth.
A nasty woman who speaks angrily!
"Qing Bo~"
"Hey, Sister Xuanxuan!" Jiaojiao shouted crisply, Ruan Qingbo hurriedly ran to Fu Zixuan's side, and his voice was soft.
Sister Xuanxuan, be normal, half of her body is almost crispy!
is really a natural actor.
"Let's go to the next shop and buy some food. ”
Holding Ruan Qing's thin and soft hand intimately, Fu Zixuan raised her eyebrows and said softly.
Sister Xiao's motto: Slap in the face, give a candy.
Fu Zixuan was elated and shopping unscrupulously, and the five people behind her stared at the big bags and small bags with gloomy faces, and their pursed mouths could hang an oil pot.
They are the staff of the program team, not the little brother with a bag.
Only Jiang Yu's eyes were shining as he stared at Fu Zixuan's every move, and his delicate cheeks showed a strange red.
......
The sky is getting dark, the wind is blowing, the leaves are blown by the wind, the dark clouds are thick, the thunder is like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and the black half of the sky seems to be a basin of ink spraying down.
At the end of the three-day recording, everyone was tired from tossing, and fearing that a rainstorm would come, so they said goodbye hastily and left in their respective cars.
Sitting in the passenger seat lifelessly, the mobile phone ringtone in the bag suddenly rang, and seeing the name on the note, Ruan Qingbo answered the phone neatly.
"Hey, Sister Xiao, what, okay, I'll go now!"
The tired voice gradually rose, as if surprised but also covered with disbelief.
Police station?
Laughing sister!
Elderly?
Sister Xiao beat the old man and was detained at the police station?
How can it be!
What the hell is going on, no, whether it's true or not, she has to go to the police station.
"Master Zhang, please stop the car at the intersection in front. ”
"Qingbo, what's wrong?"