President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Miao Wanwan is clutching her chest at this moment, glaring at Feng Yin proudly.

"Really? Then turn on your phone and see if there is a signal now?"

As Feng Yin said, he threw the camera into the toilet and flushed it away. When he turned around, he saw Miao Wanwan frantically lighting and poking with her mobile phone that had no signal.

"Impossible! When I called Feng Ling just now, there was still a signal, why is it gone now!" Miao Wanwan couldn't believe it, her cheeks were bleeding red.

"When you called, I didn't use the jammer. Now that I use it, it won't work. With your brain, you still use high-tech products like others, with green onions inserted in the nose of a pig, what a pretense!" Feng Yin took out The signal jammer was just a small black box, Miao Wanwan looked at it dumbfounded.

She was smart enough to think that since Feng Yin could threaten her, why couldn't she threaten Feng Yin in turn, but in the end...

"Miao Wanwan, you should protect yourself first, and don't let Feng Ling know that you found someone to change her water glass."

After saying that, Feng Yin turned around and left, leaving Miao Wanwan alone in a corner, looking down at her shirt with a button missing, her eyes were red, and she really wanted to cry.

Why is Feng Yin gaining the upper hand every time?
Obviously she was the one who played Feng Yin around in the past few years!Now even brother Ziheng doesn't pay much attention to her!It was Feng Yin who harmed her!It's all her!

Feng Yin, why are you still alive?I must want you to die in my hands!

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An hour before the start of the game, Feng Ling with a red face appeared in the chief director's office.

"Feng Ling, your face..." The chief director looked confused.

"Director, I seem to be allergic..." Feng Ling burst into tears as soon as he spoke.She didn't know what was going on, but 10 minutes ago, her face suddenly itched, and then it was itchy and swollen, and now her whole face was covered with red and purple scars.

After hearing Feng Ling's words, the director slapped the table and pointed at her angrily, "I have already warned you, don't eat indiscriminately before the start of the competition. Once you have allergies or other conditions, it will affect the overall process! I am now on the show The order has been sent out, you tell me you are allergic! You eat shit!"

The chief director had a very temper, and Feng Ling who scolded Feng Ling cried even more fiercely.

"What's the use of crying now! If your pa is removed, the whole process will have to be changed! It's too late for the rehearsal now! You are a pig now, and you have to give it to me!"

"Director, I don't want to..." Feng Ling cried even harder.

"If you don't want to, why can't you take care of your face! Besides, this is a design competition, not a beauty pageant! Even if you need to be responsible for your appearance, Feng Yin and Chen Weishuang will stand up for it. Why are you eating carrots and worrying about it! And today Late twenty to ten, you are now ranked No. 20 cumulatively, and you will be eliminated soon, how long do you think you can last?"

"Director, you..."

The director's words were a slap in the face, Feng Ling knew that she was at the bottom of the ranking, but the director didn't need to be so dismissive of her!
"Hurry up and get ready! As long as you can still walk, who cares about your swollen face!!" The director did not allow Feng Ling to withdraw from the competition, and resolutely drove Feng Ling out.

Feng Ling, who returned to the room, looked at her swollen face, her eyes were slit, and she cried and swept the cosmetics on the floor.

It is absolutely impossible for her to be on stage now!The director wants to use her face to gain ratings and treat her like a clown, don't think about it!

Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, Feng Ling sneaked away from the dressing room...