A Record of the Survival of the Excellent Female Supporting Work through the Book

After all, Alan still felt that he was worrying too much, so he made mental preparations before walking over there.

It rained heavily that night, and Alan still remembers all the details of that night, as if firmly reflected in her bones and engraved in her mind, making it impossible for her to escape from life to life, and she will fall into hell forever, unable to die.

Jiang Er knew that Alan was sick and asked for leave the next day, so he frowned worriedly.

Such worries did not last long, and explosive news spread from the school.

Alan's nude photos were spread wildly in the school, and when it was passed to Jiang Er, almost everyone in the school knew about it.

He was in a daze at the time, holding the photo blankly, as if it was on fire, his fingers trembled slightly from the heat, and the photo landed lightly.

"Alan, what nonsense are you talking about, no, we can go out." He said softly, with a smile in his eyes, a little far-fetched.

Alan suddenly held his hand. In the dark and empty room, she said in a hoarse voice, very calmly, "Ear, I was left here."

Her gaze fell into the distance, her pupils were dark and hollow, like a boundless abyss.

Jiang Er was stunned for a while, and then wanted to grab her hand again, but Alan seemed to have sensed his movement, and took her hand back with a swish, fearful.

Alan looked at him seriously, and explained: "The ears are dirty, don't touch them."
You see, you are so good, so good, as long as you get out of here in the future, don't come back, you can live the life you want, be a clean person, don't touch me, I am too dirty, sometimes I feel like my soul is dirty like ink, and I'm afraid I'll dirty you.

If it gets dirty, it can't be washed off.

Alan wiped his fingers lightly, a smile appeared in his eyes: "Ear, you can't wipe it off."

That night, Alan talked a lot. In a very soft voice, she said that she was dragged into that alley by herself, how she was stripped of her clothes by those people, and that those boys who couldn't see what they looked like were How did it penetrate her body? He also said in a very soft, almost inaudible voice, saying that the girl standing next to her took a picture of the dirtiest side of her body with her mobile phone.

Jiang Er listened to her narration in silence, raised his head after a while, and smiled.

He touched Alan's eyes with his hand, and comforted him: "It's okay, Alan, I'll go to sleep after a while."

Alan glanced at him, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, he grabbed him tightly: "Is the ear really going to pass?"

Jiang Er nodded: "It will pass, it will definitely pass."

On a night when the moon was bright and the wind was clear, the rice in the farmland was blown crookedly by the wind, and the night passed smoothly.

Later, Jiang Er was by Alan's side almost all the time. He would tell jokes to Alan, lead Alan to school, and protect Alan very well.

So much so that Alan really devoted himself to studying again, as if he had found his own direction.

"Crack!"

This is the end of today's shooting. Song Jianjian stretched and slumped on a chair.

Meng Gang threw her a bottle of water: "Tomorrow is the finale, go back tonight and have a good sleep, but give me all your energy!"
Song Jianjian smiled, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of water, "Thanks."

She thought for a while, and asked again: "An Luohe, you planned to use it to win the prize earlier, what do you think now?"

Sure enough, Meng Gang did not disappoint her. He smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't worry about that. When the film was being filmed, I said I won an award. , I think if you don't participate, you will be too sorry for the acting skills of this film

In general, Song Jianjian is the core of the show and his determination to win the award.

She plays Alan's innocence, the hope in Alan's eyes, and the despair of Alan's life being left in the Anluo River. Although it is plain, it is also suffocating.

This kind of feeling, this kind of acting, Meng Gang was so impressed, he thought, if An Luohe didn't win the award, it would be unreasonable.

"Alan, what nonsense are you talking about, no, we can go out." He said softly, with a smile in his eyes, a little far-fetched.

Alan suddenly held his hand. In the dark and empty room, she said in a hoarse voice, very calmly, "Ear, I was left here."

Her gaze fell into the distance, her pupils were dark and hollow, like a boundless abyss.

Jiang Er was stunned for a while, and then wanted to grab her hand again, but Alan seemed to have sensed his movement, and took her hand back with a swish, fearful.

Alan looked at him seriously, and explained: "The ears are dirty, don't touch them."
You see, you are so good, so good, as long as you get out of here in the future, don't come back, you can live the life you want, be a clean person, don't touch me, I am too dirty, sometimes I feel like my soul is dirty like ink, and I'm afraid I'll dirty you.

If it gets dirty, it can't be washed off.

Alan wiped his fingers lightly, a smile appeared in his eyes: "Ear, you can't wipe it off."

That night, Alan talked a lot. In a very soft voice, she said that she was dragged into that alley by herself, how she was stripped of her clothes by those people, and that those boys who couldn't see what they looked like were How did it penetrate her body? He also said in a very soft, almost inaudible voice, saying that the girl standing next to her took a picture of the dirtiest side of her body with her mobile phone.

Jiang Er listened to her narration in silence, raised his head after a while, and smiled.

He touched Alan's eyes with his hand, and comforted him: "It's okay, Alan, I'll go to sleep after a while."

Alan glanced at him, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, he grabbed him tightly: "Is the ear really going to pass?"

Jiang Er nodded: "It will pass, it will definitely pass."

On a night when the moon was bright and the wind was clear, the rice in the farmland was blown crookedly by the wind, and the night passed smoothly.

Later, Jiang Er was by Alan's side almost all the time. He would tell jokes to Alan, lead Alan to school, and protect Alan very well.

So much so that Alan really devoted himself to studying again, as if he had found his own direction.

"Crack!"

This is the end of today's shooting. Song Jianjian stretched and slumped on a chair.

Meng Gang threw her a bottle of water: "Tomorrow is the finale, go back tonight and have a good sleep, but give me all your energy!"
Song Jianjian smiled, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of water, "Thanks."

She thought for a while, and asked again: "An Luohe, you planned to use it to win the prize earlier, what do you think now?"

Sure enough, Meng Gang did not disappoint her. He smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't worry about that. When the film was being filmed, I said I won an award. , I think if you don't participate, you will be too sorry for the acting skills of this film

In general, Song Jianjian is the core of the show and his determination to win the award.

She plays Alan's innocence, the hope in Alan's eyes, and the despair of Alan's life being left in the Anluo River. Although it is plain, it is also suffocating.

This kind of feeling, this kind of acting, Meng Gang was so impressed, he thought, if An Luohe didn't win the award, it would be unreasonable.

I don't know if it was because the paparazzi opened suddenly, but Song Jianjian was afraid of being caught getting into the car.

It even broke out the next day, and I don't know who bought the hot search and directly pushed the news up.

Song Jianjian looked at the exploded private message, and he just wanted to scold his mother for selling criticism.

What kind of dog thing, fucking stalking every day, no parental thing.

She looked through it again, and found that there seemed to be no comments other than someone guessing that she might have joined the group seamlessly, but the other comments were not necessarily good.

It didn't come out that he was filming An Luohe, Song Jianjian didn't bother to care about it.

Tomorrow is the finale, and in less than half a month, Quan Xia should also directly set the file.

In fact, Zhang Li sent her a message that night, directly telling her that the scheduled time was out, and asked her to spare time to attend the press conference.

Song Jianjian stretched, and after replying, fell asleep.

The second day was the finale of An Luohe.

Even Song Jianjian, who has always been confident in his acting skills, couldn't help being nervous for a while, then nervously entered the group and started filming nervously.

Alan found that Jiang Er had been out of his mind these days, bit his lip, and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes; "Ear, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Er glanced at her, quickly shook his head, and forced a smile on his face: "I'm fine, let's go home."

Alan is simple, and besides the college entrance examination is coming soon, she didn't think much about it, just thought that Jiang Er was not in a good mood recently.

It should be the arrival of summer, and the chirping of cicadas makes it difficult to disturb people's peace.

This situation has not lasted for a few days, and Alan heard someone pleading Jiang Erlun's things.

Alan stood up without saying a word, and immediately defended: "The ear is not such a person, don't talk nonsense."

Those classmates immediately looked at her sarcastically: "Yo, people divide like groups and like like like flock together, it's really not necessarily a good thing to be able to play with jealous people like you."

As he said that, a girl looked at Alan with disgust, as if she was looking at something dirty, and spat a mouthful of phlegm on Alan's skirt.

Alan was stunned for a moment, subconsciously clenched his fingers, and a trace of panic flashed across his face.

Her breathing was slightly rapid, and the word "Jianzi" seemed to be carved into her mind with a sharp knife, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She subconsciously argued, "I'm not a jealous person."

Several classmates suddenly burst into laughter, and they didn't know who threw a nude photo of Chi Guoguo on her body, and said with a smile: "Look, look, is this you? Look at you, how many do you want?" Only men can satisfy you?"
Alan's eyes touched the photo, and he screamed almost instantly.