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

Song Jianjian also seemed to be stunned for a moment, but he had experienced big scenes anyway, so he just reacted after being stunned for a moment.

She held the microphone, sat on the seat, tilted her head slightly, smiled at the camera, stood up and bowed slightly to Zhang Li.

"Thank you Director Zhang for liking me, and thank Director Zhang for nurturing me. If Director Zhang hadn't used me, I wouldn't have gotten the role of Hongyao." She was really grateful.

When she first came back, it was very risky for someone to use her.

Zhang Li can be regarded as her bole and mentor.

Zhang Li gave a rare smile and pushed his glasses: "If it wasn't for your excellent acting skills, I wouldn't use you either."

Is this also a disguised acknowledgment of Song Jianjian's good acting skills?
The hired photographer couldn't help but be surprised, thinking that this person who looked quite stable when he was leveling, why is he talking nonsense now?
In fact, not only him, but everyone present thought so.

Song Jianjian's acting skills are obvious to all. Even if they have really improved, how much can they improve?Zhang Li's words were exaggerated.

But then I thought about it again, maybe it was a gimmick for the release of the new drama?
Some people feel disgusted.

And Zhang Li had no doubts about this, and even boasted a few words with a smile.

Seeing his sincerity, the people present couldn't help being in a daze.

Is it really that good?

Of course, they didn't know anything before the show was broadcast.

On the stage, Xu Jie clenched her fingers tightly, pinching her fingertips in her palms. She only felt that there was overwhelming anger in her heart, but she couldn't show it. She could only turn her head slightly, trying to hide her emotions.

As a result, when she turned her head, she saw a familiar figure in the corner. She paused for a moment, a not-so-good guess welling up in her heart.

Before such thoughts fell back to the original place, the crowd suddenly broke out into restlessness.

A woman hiding in the corner suddenly rushed out carrying a bucket of unknown contents.

"Song Jianjian, go to hell—"

She slammed the contents of the bucket towards Song Jianjian.

Song Jianjian was sitting in the aisle outside, and it was really easy to get splashed.

She didn't have a chance to dodge, the contents of the bucket were thrown at her, and she shrank her pupils.

Just as he was thinking, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the contents of the bucket suddenly splashed on that person's back.

Song Jianjian was stunned for a moment, and someone yelled, screaming, "It's sulfuric acid."

She raised her head abruptly and saw Lu Xing's face, and before she could think about why Lu Xing was here, she hurriedly took off his clothes.

Lu Xing's back was burning hot, even though he was wearing two suits and a suit outside, the sulfuric acid still seeped in.

Song Jianjian took off his clothes and took another look at his back. It was not a lot.

"Call 120."
Sitting next to Tangyuan was already frightened to death, but when she heard Song Jianjian's voice, she regained consciousness in a daze, and then nodded hastily.

Song Jianjian didn't have time to see who was throwing acid at her, his head was a little dazed, his eyes were dark, and he could only rely on instinct to pull Lu Xing towards the bathroom.

Jiang Shuo, who was behind him, glanced at Lu Xing and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

It will take some time for the ambulance to arrive, and now we can only flush the wound with water.

Lu Xing also frowned, but his expression remained motionless, his eyelids drooped, seeing her anxious look, he was in a good mood.

Song Jianjian looked at his wound and scolded: "Damn it, damn it, if I get caught by my old lady, kill her!"

Lu Xing heard a series of swear words, the veins on his forehead twitched again, and those charming thoughts just now were completely destroyed.

With a low voice, his tone rose slightly: "Girl, be gentle."

Song Jianjian glared at him sharply: "I'm not gentle, how can you stand in my way?"

Lu Xing paused, touched the tip of his nose, and smiled faintly.

For some reason, that smile made Song Jianjian itch when he heard it.

The ambulance came quickly, Lu Xing was not seriously injured, but there may be scars.

After all, sulfuric acid is very corrosive, but fortunately it is not a large area, otherwise it is estimated that life may be in danger.

Song Jianjian wiped the medicine for him, and the young and tall man let out a delicate "hiss".

In normal times, Song Jianjian would definitely comfort him, but this time is different.

They were injured to save her.

She paused her fingers, and then fell a little lighter.

And a certain dog man didn't know if he noticed it, the corners of his mouth turned up, and then he suppressed it a little reservedly.

When he left the hospital again, Song Jianjian had just put on his mask when a group of reporters greeted him.

The lights kept flickering, and they didn't know where they got the news.

Song Jianjian subconsciously pulled Lu Xing behind him.

After all, he is not a public figure, and Lu Xing should not want to appear in front of the public.

Lu Xing's eyes sank, but he didn't speak, but he followed Song Jianjian obediently, not like a man at all.

The reporters couldn't manage so much, they rushed forward one after another.

"Miss Song, about the sulfuric acid incident at the press conference just now, it was initiated by Ms. Liu Xianxian Liu, what do you want to say about this?"
"Excuse me, Ms. Song, who is the man who helped you block the acid today? What does it have to do with you? Could it be your benefactor?"

"Song Jianjian, please answer directly."

Song Jianjian is a ghost if he can answer.

She pulled Lu Xing and took a few steps forward, and the group of reporters subconsciously took a step back.

This retreat gave Song Jianjian a chance to take advantage of the loophole, so she pulled Lu Xing and ran in another direction without saying a word.

Unprepared, the reporters who stood there were stunned for a while before they realized it. They hugged their cameras and started chasing after each other.

Two people ran, of course, faster than a large group of people, and they got rid of it after a while.

Song Jianjian was so tired that he couldn't breathe, but the dog man standing next to him was neither blushing nor out of breath, and looked like he hadn't run away at all.Seemingly aware of her gaze, Lu Xing explained lightly: "I usually exercise."

"Gudong."

Song Jianjian could clearly hear himself swallowing.

She thought about Lu Xing's fitness appearance in a very unpromising way.

Fuck it, he's so fucking handsome.

She glanced at the man's abdomen inadvertently, wondering how many abdominal muscles there were.

Then it landed on the man's waist again, this waist, ahem, he should be pretty good on the bed.

The yellow waste rushed up, and Song Jianjian almost regained his sanity.

Just as he was about to look up, he met Lu Xing's eyes with unknown meaning.

The man's eyes are narrow and deep, with a tough outline, not as soft as a little fresh meat.

He lightly pinched a strand of Song's spiky hair, and said without any time: "Why is your face so red?"

Song Jianjian touched his face reflexively, looking guilty.

Then he successfully saw the banter in Lu Xing's eyes.

He is teasing her!

Although part of her blushing was due to the yellow waste in her brain, it was more due to her running just now, which caused the blood to surge up.However, this means nothing at all!
She put down her hands, and since Lu Gou was a patient, she decided not to argue with him.

"Why are you at the press conference today?" Song Jianjian suddenly remembered something and asked casually.

Lu Xing paused, not thinking of words.

Can he say that he knew Song Jianjian was coming and wanted to come and see?
Originally, he was here to talk about clients, but on the way here, he suddenly saw posters and still photos hanging at the entrance of the conference hotel, so he came in by accident.

Before he could speak, Song Jianjian suddenly realized: "Could it be that the girl you like is also here?"

Lu Xing: ""

He looked down at her, his eyes darkened slightly, and smiled faintly: "You're so smart."

Isn't it there too?

He praised it without hesitation.

Song Jianjian felt a little flustered by this praise, but scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well, that girl you like, will she be angry when she sees you shielding me from acid?"

Subconsciously, she felt that the girl was Jiang Qingyan, and she saw her at the press conference today. She didn't know if she was here to do chores or something, but she didn't appear at the seat of the press conference anyway.

Lu Xing leaned against the wall and said slowly, "She doesn't like it, what is she angry about?"

"No, how could she not like you!" Song Jianjian frowned, and retorted subconsciously: "She must like you."

In the plot, the heroine is also disheartened by the hero for a while, and then begins to alienate, and even after the hero wakes up, there is still a period of chasing his wife to the crematorium.

Lu Xing twitched his eyelash feathers, said oh, and said in a calm tone, "How do you know?"
Song Jianjian choked up.He smiled and said, "Boss Lu is good-looking and rich, who wouldn't like it?"

Lu Xing glanced at her again, and suddenly said, "Really?"

Song Jianjian nodded fiercely, but his tone was serious: "Really! A handsome and extraordinary person like Mr. Lu is hard to find with a lantern. Who wouldn't like you! If you don't look like you on the surface If you like it, then you must be pretending to be reserved."

She also looked experienced: "After all, girls are somewhat reserved emotionally. You must not give up halfway, work harder, and maybe you will be able to embrace the beauty!"

Lu Xing, whose eyes were gloomy and who seemed to be deeply hurt, was slightly raised by the brows she said, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of her words.

After a while, he smiled lightly: "You are right, you have to work harder."

Song Jianjian felt that he had made sense of him, and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, which was really not too good.

And Lu Xing lowered his eyes slightly, leaned his body, he didn't know if it was intentional, and whispered something in her ear: "I still have to rely on you, let me hug, beauty, human, and return earlier. "

The last three words were so long that Song Jianjian couldn't help shaking his shoulders, and the weirdness in his heart suddenly arose.

She felt that the recent Lugou was abnormal, especially abnormal.

It has been especially abnormal since the divorce.

Is this a friendship exchange between straight men?

She couldn't help touching the tips of her ears that were blushing from the heat, and patted Lu Xing's shoulder: "Don't worry, with me here, it's definitely possible!