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

Seeing these words, Bo Luocheng shrank his pupils, and looked at Sang Jiuqing again, whether in the eyes of others, he really restrained this person.

Sang Jiuqing always yearns for freedom, if he is like this, will he really restrain her...

--What's your name?
Jason saw the other party asking his name, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.

— My name is Jason, nice to meet you.

Bo Luocheng put the phone aside, stopped talking, and didn't even delete the chat history. Anyway, he just peeped into other people's privacy so openly.

After Sang Jiuqing's morning scene was over, she took off the makeup on her face, and when she came out, she saw Bo Luocheng sitting there with a gloomy face, wondering who provoked him again.

"What's wrong with you?"

Boluo City glanced at Sang Jiuqing faintly, pulled him over, and sat next to him, thinking of the man just now, his heart was filled with anger.

He had only been gone for a long time, and someone was following Sang Jiuqing, who really didn't know what to do.

"Who is Jason?"

Bo Luocheng's eyes were fixed on Sang Jiuqing's, trying to see if the other party would lie.

Sang Jiuqing frowned, what Jason?She doesn't know it at all.

"what are you saying?"

Bo Luocheng put the phone directly into her hand and dug out the information.

"See for yourself!"

As he spoke, he sat down on the chair with some suffocation, and didn't want to say anything more.

When Sang Jiuqing saw the conversation between the two men, the corners of his eyes twitched.

"When the attack happened, this man sent me back to the hotel. If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid I would..."

Hearing this, Boluo City's expression improved a little. If so, he would be able to forgive that man.

"Why are you so jealous? I don't even know his name. He's just a stranger."

Saying so, Sang Jiuqing put the phone in her bag.

"There are still about two weeks, and the shooting here will end. Let's go back to China together."

Hearing what she said, Boluo City's heart softened completely, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Well, let's go home together."

Sang Jiuqing was relieved to see that this man no longer cared about that Jason, and sat here for a while before continuing to film.

……

For the next two weeks, the two of them almost got along like this. She was filming, and Bo Luocheng waited quietly, and occasionally took out her mobile phone to take pictures of her. The two of them were like a young couple.

The crew found it unbelievable at first, but after getting used to it, they became numb.

Two weeks later, when Sang Jiuqing and Bo Luocheng returned home, the flight information was leaked by someone. They had just got off the plane, and there was a sea of ​​people outside.

"Goddess!! You are back!!"

The corner of Sang Jiuqing's mouth twitched, he didn't expect this place to be so lively.

Bo Luocheng smiled at her, took her hand, and held it tightly. The fans cheered even louder when they saw the two holding hands.

Sang Jiuqing had a rare look of shame on his face, and cast an angry look at Boluo City, and was led out of the passage by someone.

The surrounding area has been surrounded by railings, but they still can't resist the enthusiasm of the fans. Everyone is holding flowers in their hands. Because it is a bit far away from Sang Jiuqing, they can only pick off the petals and sprinkle them on the two of them. , the petals covered the entire floor in a short while.

The surrounding security guards were helpless and could not stop them at all, but at this moment, Sang Jiuqing's fans stepped forward and smiled at them apologetically.

"I'm sorry, everyone is too excited, because I haven't seen the goddess for a long time, and I heard that he and she are getting married, so I bought her a little gift. I wish her a happy wedding. We will clean up the garbage here later. , and please be more tolerant."

Having said that, the fans immediately took out gifts and distributed them to the people around them, which can be said to be well organized.

Sang Jiuqing's head and shoulders were covered with fragrant flower petals, as was Boluo City. The two of them held each other like this, and they felt like they were walking on a red carpet.

"Look at your fans, how sensible they are."

Bai Luocheng lowered his head and said to Sang Jiuqing, it was the first time he saw fans treating his idol like this, completely forcing the two to get married.

I don't know why, but I find it a little funny, but Sang Jiuqing's fans are still as cute as ever.

Sang Jiuqing looked up at the man.

"You are also very good to be recognized by my fans."

The fans around were even more excited when they saw the two flirting with each other. The flowers in their hands were thrown over desperately, and some people ate and brought fireworks.

The passengers who came out with Sang Jiuqing were stunned, because they both wore hats and masks. When they were on the plane just now, they didn't realize that they were on the same plane as the star. Now they saw this The scene also cheered.

After Sang Jiuqing and Bo Luocheng finished the journey, she turned her head and saw the fans who were hesitating and embarrassed to come forward. For some reason, there was a trace of tears in her eyes.

From the very beginning, they have supported her so much and accompanied her through so many troughs. She originally thought about quitting the entertainment industry after she married Bo Luocheng, but seeing such sensible and loving fans, if she really If she did that, it hurt their hearts so much, she could only do her best to shoot better works for them, and let them know that their goodness is worth it.

Thinking so, Sang Jiuqing waved her hands, afraid of causing traffic jams, she didn't stay here for long, which is why she felt ashamed of her fans.

So after returning to the villa, he took out his mobile phone and sent a big red envelope of 100 million to the fans.

Never before has a celebrity been so generous. When the fans were happily counting the money, they found that the other party had sent another one million yuan, and they started grabbing red envelopes again with a smile on their faces.

Sang Jiuqing posted 100, 100, and didn't send a Weibo message until he had sent ten and got together 1000.

——Anyway, it’s not my money that doesn’t hurt to use it.

The hands of the fans who grabbed the red envelopes paused. It seems that the money belongs to Mr. Bai, this prodigal bitch, everyone joked about it, and the speed of grabbing the red envelopes is not slow at all.

Sang Jiuqing's Weibo comments broke 50 in a short while. After experiencing depression, many people turned black and turned fans, and now they are deeply in love with this girl.

After so many blows, she didn't fall down, and she will definitely go further in the future, and now with Young Master Bai by her side, her future is limitless.

After Sang Jiuqing finished distributing the red envelopes, he felt that the stuff in his heart had loosened up.

She has always been thankful that she can meet such good fans. They have touched her a lot, and they are truly touched. She nestled on the sofa and sighed slowly.

Boluo City had just come down from the second floor, when he heard Sang Jiuqing's sigh, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Be quiet, and you spend 1000 million of my money, Sang Jiuqing, you iron rooster rarely plucks the hair, and the ones you pluck are actually someone else's."

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows.

"Isn't it 1000 million? To you, Bo Shao, it's like scratching an itch. Could it be that I, who is as beautiful as a flower, can't compare to 1000 million?"

I don't know where this woman's self-confidence came from, Bo Luocheng stretched out her hand to support her forehead, and could only follow the other party's words.

"You are a priceless treasure, and you cannot be measured by such a vulgar thing as money."

Sang Jiuqing nodded in satisfaction, patted her side, and signaled him to sit down.

"I have already customized the wedding dress, and it will be delivered in two days, Sang Jiuqing, you will definitely like it."

Sang Jiuqing's eyes lit up, she was completely obsessed with money, suddenly thought of Zhuang Xi's wedding dress before, and rubbed her hands together.

"Will there be diamonds on it?"

Boluo City wanted to pretend not to know this woman, and rubbed her face.

"Aside from diamonds, what else can you think of? If you really like it so much, how about I use diamonds to make you a wedding dress?"

Sang Jiuqing bowed his head and pondered for a while.

"It's not impossible, but will it be too heavy?"

"Not only will I use diamonds to make you a wedding dress, but I will also use diamonds to make you a wing, and the rest will make you a hat, so that everyone will know that Sang Jiuqing is an upstart."

The corner of Sang Jiuqing's mouth twitched, knowing that this person was teasing him, he hugged the pillow and said nothing.

Boluo City found a news from the Internet, probably a rich man in Dubai made a shirt with gold and wore it on his body. After going out, he was often beaten and eventually lost his life.

He handed the phone directly to Sang Jiuqing.

"Look, here is the lesson from the past. If you really did that, I won't help you if you get beaten up."

Originally, using diamonds to make wedding dresses was just an idea of ​​Sang Jiuqing, and he never thought that someone would actually use this kind of thing to make clothes.

Gold, even if you have money, you don’t need to show off like this, no wonder you will be beaten, but seeing the news that people are already dead, it’s hard to say anything, after all, the dead are the most important.

He lowered his head and coughed, and looked at Boluo City shyly.

"I'm just talking."

Boluo City embraced the man in his arms.

"Although you are just talking, I take it seriously. Don't worry, there will be no less diamonds on the wedding dress. You can have as many as you want, as long as you marry me honestly."

Sang Jiuqing leaned her head on his lap and lay down. Anyway, she would not sit if she could lie down, and she would not stand if she could sit.

"You still know me well, I believe my wedding dress will be the most luxurious, Boluo City, marrying you, I seem to be married to a golden mountain."

Hearing Sang Jiuqing's words, Boluo City suddenly remembered that the first time he got along with this person, the other party was a woman who fell into Qian's eyes. He didn't expect that it was still the same after so long.

"Sang Jiuqing, money is more important than me."

Hearing what he said, Sang Jiuqing lowered her head to think seriously, but she didn't expect Bo Luocheng to slap her directly on the chest.

You still have to think about this question, this damned woman! !
Sang Jiuqing looked down at her chest. If it was filled with silica gel, it would probably be slapped by the other party, right?The corner of his mouth twitched.