Fu Shaojiao's wife escaped secretly

Lu Jinmian sat cross-legged on the sofa, wearing a mask, her hair draped softly around her body.

"Look at this box, isn't it beautiful? Silver inlaid with crystals! I wanted to draw a lottery for everyone, but it's my anniversary, so forget it."

Qiqi scolded her in the barrage.

[If you don’t smoke, you still have to say it]

【Little Magnolia became more and more crazy after falling in love】

【Let's see the man you want to raise】

Lu Jinmian put down the box, propped his chin with both hands, and said with a smile: "One more announcement, I will officially join the anchor project from today. If I can win, I will give it to all my friends who are fans today..."

She paused, squinting her eyes towards the screen.

[A crystal box one by one, this box is so beautiful]

[Not one abalone per person, this abalone is also very expensive]

Lu Jinmian waited for them to finish guessing, and said with a thin white finger, "Thank you each!"

【Little Magnolia, I wish you failure】

【You are getting worse and worse】

Lu Jinmian smiled and said, "Okay, let's talk about something useful. It's been raining a lot lately, and many people suffer from rheumatism, or have old injuries. I'll teach you how to massage."

She brought a plastic model the size of an arm over to explain the acupoints to everyone.

[The anchor studied medicine? 】

【Don't you know, she said next time she will dissect the frog for us】

Lu Jinmian picked up the thin pointer and patted the table: "Listen carefully! If you have parents at home, you should be filial to your parents, you know? Go home and give them a massage, be a good child, don't regret it after losing it."

The bullet screen became popular for a while, and the two words were written in unison: [Filial piety]

The gloomy and colorful lights of the roadside shop penetrated the window glass and fell on Fu Lingchuan's slightly stern eyebrows. He rested lazily on the steering wheel with one hand, squeezed a cigarette, half-closed his eyes, and stared at the screen intently on her.

Massage equals filial piety?

So cute!

He pinched his cigarette, started the car and drove back.

……

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Jing Yi folded her arms and stood in front of the window watching the rain intently.

"Jing Yi, what are you thinking about the live broadcast of the competition?" The manager came in with an ipad, buried his head in watching the video, and asked anxiously, "We are waiting for a reply right now."

"I don't think about it." Jing Yi frowned delicately, and said displeasedly: "I don't want to make me appear in the competition with Internet celebrities."

"The current situation is like this. The traffic of big Internet celebrities is even greater than that of second- and third-tier stars. Although you have the title of ballet queen, you are a newcomer in the entertainment industry after all. You need popularity." Looking at her, the agent tried to persuade her Said: "Stars can't live in the clouds, you have to have affinity."

"Not everyone's persona is friendly, right? There are also ordinary people? Besides, fans are such a low-end group, I'm not interested in getting close to them." Jing Yi walked to the sofa and sat down, crossing her legs .

"Look at this first. This is a newcomer to live broadcast recently. She has only played five or six live broadcasts, and she hasn't shown her face yet. She has nearly 100 million fans." The agent said anxiously, holding the ipad in front of her. : "When you participate in the live broadcast, you don't need to show your face in the early stage, and you don't have to worry about popularity. There is a dedicated operation team to serve you, escort you, and let you go straight to the finals all the way. What we want is to quickly increase your popularity during this process. "

The manager spoke dryly. Seeing that Jing Yi was unmoved, he simply shoved the ipad into her hand: "Take a look first."

Jing Yi could only look down at the screen.

On the screen, a girl wearing a mask is explaining how to massage with a plastic model.

[Have you remembered all the important points I said?Where, if you don't listen well, you will get your hair pulled by me in your dreams. 】

Jing Yi casually glanced at the cheap long T-shirt on the girl, and said displeasedly: "Ai Wen, you won't compare me with such a low-end person?"

"It's really not low-end. I watched a live broadcast of her, and she was relaxed throughout the whole process. You can watch this style, and occasionally switch with your cool queen's personality." The manager persuaded her earnestly.

Jing Yi frowned, took the iPad reluctantly, and after listening to a few words, she wanted to throw it away impatiently: "Boring..."

Suddenly, she raised the ipad she was about to let go of before her eyes again, and fixed her eyes on a silver crystal-encrusted box on the table, with a logo on the box—Night Flight Pavilion.

Each box delivered by the Night Flight Museum has a date and number, and even the specific time of delivery. This box is marked at [-]:[-] tonight!
Her eyes returned to the host's face, her voice was sweet and cheerful, her eyes were bright and clear, very beautiful.

Is this anchor...

She immediately grabbed her cell phone and called the Night Flight Hall.

"Hello, I would like to ask if the Night Flight Restaurant only serves one table of guests tonight."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Gift box?"

"Excuse me, miss, do you want to make a reservation?"

"Yes, I will contact you again at a certain time."

Jing Yi hung up the phone, bit her nails and thought for a moment, then turned to look at her manager: "Can I find out the name of this anchor?"

"I'll give it a try, what's the matter?" The manager sized her up and asked suspiciously, "Do you know her?"

"I think she is Lu Jinmian." Jing Yi put down her fingers, picked up the iPad, and said in a low voice.

On the screen, the host had already left the camera, but she could be heard humming a foreign song.The voice is like the oriole in the mountain stream at night, lazy and melodious.

The manager listened intently, and didn't pay attention to what Jing Yi was saying, and was still boasting: "The singing is really good, with aura."

Suddenly, the small face of the anchor stretched out from the side of the table in front of the camera, made a big heart gesture towards the camera, and said cheerfully: "Leave a question for you, what song I sang just now, and in which language. The next broadcast will start I will give you a present if you are the first one to answer me. Next broadcast, goodbye!"

The live broadcast stopped abruptly, without giving the audience any time to react!The screen turns directly into a still black screen!
"She's always like this, she's very casual." The manager held the ipad and said with endless enthusiasm: "But this makes me look forward to what she will do next time she appears."

"Are you looking forward to it?" Jing Yi sneered.

Seeing the displeasure on her face, the manager quickly put on a smile and said, "Of course I look forward to your premiere performance even more. If such an ordinary girl can have such a large amount of traffic, you must be even better."

Jing Yi pushed aside the manager, got up and walked to the bedroom: "I can't participate, and I will lose my status if I associate with such unqualified people."

With a bang, the bedroom door slammed shut.

The manager grabbed the ipad and said angrily: "Do you really think that everyone in the entertainment industry will be popular? Once the matter between you and Fu Lingchuan is made public, those big bosses who come here smelling fishy smell, it depends on how you deal with it. Or don't break into it." In the entertainment circle, you must either be really talented and able to act, or put away your high-end status."

In the room, Jing Yi listened to the scolding from the manager outside, her eyes became more and more red, and her fists were tightly clenched.