Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

An Hong didn't have time to break the rope, so she fell like this, but seeing Sang Jiuqing following, she closed her eyes with some relief.

Sang Jiuqing is glad that she learned to swim while filming, because there are often many underwater scenes, otherwise the two of them would have to explain here today.

Pulling An Hong into his arms, they rose quickly, but the other party didn't throw them very far. When they were about to lose their strength, the two had successfully reached the shore.

"Bah! Cough cough cough..."

An Hong coughed twice and spit out the sea water in her mouth, thinking about what it was called, the two of them had come out to relax for a few days, but they almost confessed their lives here.

Now the two of them are terribly clean, there is nothing, how can they go back.

"Sister An, I'll contact the company and ask them to send someone to pick them up. It seems that the holiday is gone."

Sang Jiuqing sighed, this is the seaside, so naturally there are people coming to see the sea, so she asked someone for a phone number, and began to wait for Nanshi to send someone over.

The two waited bored for two hours before they realized that Boluo City had come over in person. Their faces were a little gloomy. They were in such a state of embarrassment, and it seemed that they had experienced something.

With no money, no mobile phone and no card, the two could only follow behind Boluo City peacefully. When they arrived at the place, they found that Boluo City had come here by private plane, and they were a little speechless.

All the way back to the imperial capital, this trip, except that they almost lost their lives, they didn't get any benefits, and they tortured themselves enough, the two of them returned to the room and began to fall asleep.

It was already night when I woke up, Sang Jiuqing sat on the sofa, recalled the appearance of the old man, and began to take out the financial newspaper and flipped through it, only to find that he was still a big shot in that place, with the same status as Grandpa Bai in the imperial capital. Same.

The corner of his mouth twitched. Although he was Song Ci's grandfather, his temper was really bad.

"Little ancestor, come on, let's not expect to go out for a trip, just rest at home for a few days, what are your plans next?"

"do not know."

When Sang Jiuqing thought that his red rope was still in the other party's hands, he felt very depressed. The old man didn't seem to be easy to provoke, and he might not come back.But he is Song Ci's grandfather, so it makes sense for him to take care of it.

……

Now that she talked about taking a break, she really didn't do anything these days. She just lay on the sofa and waited to die. The trailer of "Stunning Assassination" has been released, and it will officially appear on the screen in a month. This is her first time. This spy TV series can be regarded as a transformation.

Later, Nanshi called and asked her to go to Dynasty. Sang Jiuqing felt uneasy for a while. During this period of time, she was addicted to filming, and she had long forgotten that Boluo City, which replaced her injury, was somewhere in the corner. inside.

Stepping on a small high to follow the Dynasty, only to find that there is a new secretary outside Boluo City, who looks like a college student who has just graduated, with a green face, but his eyes are full of determination, and the corners of his mouth After making a tick, he pushed open the office door loudly.

Bo Luocheng was sitting on the chair beside the desk, his brows were tightly furrowed, and when he saw Sang Jiuqing, his frown became even more severe.

"Sang Jiuqing, you don't have any conscience. I've lived in the hospital for you for so long, yet you still let me travel?!"

Bo Luocheng was so angry that he uttered obscenities, and suddenly felt that if this went on like this, he would be pissed off by this woman. With a "wow", he pushed the chair away, grabbed Sang Jiuqing's wrist, and threw her aside on the sofa.

Sang Jiuqing frowned, looked at the large shadows covering her, raised her eyebrows, and pushed the opponent.

"Bai Shao, don't forget, our improper relationship is over, what are you doing now?"

Bo Luocheng's eyes fixed on the opponent's chest, his body was a little hot, he looked away with difficulty, and coughed.

"Sang Jiuqing, let's have dinner together tonight."

The tone did not seem to be discussing, and he did not give Sang Jiuqing a chance to refuse. After saying this, he returned to his chair and continued to correct the document calmly.

Sang Jiuqing didn't speak, took the magazine aside and read it, and found that they were all serious reports, the corner of his mouth twitched, really meaningless.

He simply leaned on the sofa like that, and fell asleep directly.

Boluo City has not seen Sang Jiuqing sleeping for a long time. Seeing her sleeping at this time, even the sound of pen tip scratching on the paper became softer. Finally, she got up and hugged her to the side. The bed in the living room.

He also lay down on the bed, wrapped his arms around the waist of the person beside him, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and fell asleep directly.

He hadn't hugged this person for a long time. Sang Jiuqing was a very vigilant person, and he didn't wake up at this time, which showed that he didn't reject him in his heart.

Thinking of this, Boluo City twitched the corners of his mouth, and now he was completely relieved, and hugged him even tighter.

The room became warm all of a sudden, and the evening sunlight slanted through the window panes and flooded the whole room. When she woke up, Sang Jiuqing was still sleeping.

He got up, went to the washroom to wash up, and after doing this, he returned to the desk and took the unfinished things back into his hands.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and the new secretary put the documents on the table.

"About spring..."

Her voice was very loud, and she trembled when she came into contact with her boss' warning gaze. What's going on, doesn't the boss usually make the people who come to make reports louder?

"Keep your voice down."

The voice of Boluo City was a bit like gnashing of teeth. After the secretary reacted, he lowered his head and pushed the documents over, and began to talk about the issues of these documents in a very low voice.

When it was finished, there was sweat on her forehead. At that moment, she really thought that the boss would fire her, but it was okay.

After the secretary left, Boluo City waited for a while before Sang Jiuqing came out of the lounge with loose hair, lazy and charming.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to have dinner with Mr. Bai today."

After saying these words, she disappeared completely. After Bo Luocheng realized it, he kicked the table fiercely angrily.

Sang Jiuqing did have something to do. After arriving at An Hong's place, he got into the car directly.

"Sister An, what's the matter, didn't you say you're on vacation today?"

"Little ancestor, look at that."

She pointed with her finger, and Sang Jiuqing looked along her finger, and found that the huge poster of herself pasted on the building had her eyes gouged out, and was specially painted with ink. It's a hole, it's really scary to look at.

Such a tall building, who on earth has the ability to goug out the eyes on the poster.

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows, the brightly colored poster looked a little gloomy at this moment, and the two gloomy black holes seemed to indicate something.

"It must have been done by some black fans again, Sister An, what's the fuss about it, don't think about it."

Which star does not have black fans, their job is to do various things to seriously hurt the star, not only in real life, but also on Weibo, all kinds of ugly words, if she cared, I am afraid she would have been depressed .

An Hong felt uneasy, and wanted to comfort this person a few words, but what happened, he didn't care about it at all, so she didn't bother.

The poster was posted in such an eye-catching position, and many people in the imperial capital naturally saw it. This incident was posted on the Internet in a short while. mold.

Some fans also left messages to comfort Sang Jiuqing, telling her not to mind, it must be a prank by some people.

The poster had been removed and replaced with a new one, but one night later, her eyes were still gouged out, leaving only two dark holes.

Sang Jiuqing frowned. She knew that there was a powerful enemy hidden in the dark, who was ready to strike at any time and deal her a fatal blow, but the enemy was in the dark and she was in the light. She was already at a disadvantage from the very beginning.

Rumors began to spread in the imperial capital, and some superstitious netizens expressed their opinions one after another.

"Sang Jiuqing must have done something wrong, that's why there is something wrong with the poster."

"The two black holes are really scary to look at. I don't know how she will feel when she sees them."

"There are many people who are popular."

Many people nowadays are very superstitious. Although most people are highly educated, everyone is more or less half-believing in things like ghosts.

A professional feng shui master quickly analyzed on the Internet, saying that Sang Jiuqing had done too many bad things secretly, and some little ghosts had already come to her door.

Sang Jiuqing looked at the long-winded comments on the Internet, and the corner of his mouth twitched. It was just a poster whose eyes had been gouged out. The god stick is really powerful.

"Little ancestor, more and more people agree with that Feng Shui master. Should we go out and clarify it? We can't let people spread rumors like this. Damn, I have goosebumps all over what they said."

Such a tall building, and the poster is in the middle, it is impossible to climb up artificially, unless it is Spider-Man, no wonder so many people guessed about ghosts.

"If you want to clarify, you have to have evidence."

Sang Jiuqing lit a cigarette, smoked it unhurriedly, and after exhaling a smoke ring, slightly raised the end of his eyes.

"Wait a minute."

After saying this, the whole person lay down on the sofa, drooping his wrists aside, but furrowed his brows secretly.

She had a hunch that this matter would never end...

Sure enough, the comments on the Internet became more and more powerful day by day. In the end, everyone seemed to have seen her doing bad things with their own eyes.

And that poster, no matter how many times it is changed, after one night, it will always appear in front of everyone with a strange posture, either its eyes were gouged out, or the poster was covered with blood. This scene made netizens even more suspicious of Sang Jiu. Did Qing do something bad in private?