Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

According to the development of the original plot, within half an hour, the police would rush over to make a surprise inspection after receiving a report call.

What I found happened to be the box next to Luo Qingkong, but because Luo Qingkong was also invited out, she was also seen in the photos secretly taken by the paparazzi.

Some unhealthy paparazzi, in order to create a hot spot, disregarded professional ethics, and wrote vaguely titles such as "Actress Luo Qingkong Suspected of Participating in an Underground Drug Party", "A certain actress surnamed Luo Suspected of Taking Drugs", etc., and ruined it. Luo Qingkong's development prospects in the entertainment industry.

Song Le returned to the original box, and there was a row of people sitting or lying on the long sofa, all of them were drunk, and seemed to have drunk a lot, but fortunately, the dazzling lights flashed back and forth, so few people noticed Seeing her stunning face after removing makeup, even if she noticed it, she would only think that she was dazzled by drinking too much.

Song Le chatted with the people around him like this. Anyway, they were all drinking and meat friends. Someone was treating someone. She guessed that it was almost time. She took out her mobile phone to check the time, and then found an excuse to leave first.

Walking out of the door of the speakeasy, the cold night breeze made her wake up a lot in an instant. There were very few vehicles and pedestrians on the quiet street. Song Le stretched her waist before finding her own car and driving back to the small apartment.

In the imperial capital, in the entertainment industry, even though they are in the same place, life is still divided into different classes.

They are also entertainers, some people enjoy the best treatment, live in the best villas in the wealthy area, and just choose the announcements they like as they please, while some people can only nest in a corner of the city and worry about their livelihood and future, such as Luo Qingkong .

Song Le closed the door of the apartment, turned on the light, turned around, and looked dumbfounded at the messy and narrow living room in front of him.

The small sheet used as a temporary cover on the sofa was crumpled into a ball, the takeaway boxes were spread out in a pile, and there were a few flies circling on it. Song Ledang, who was a bit of a cleanliness, couldn't bear it and simply cleaned it up.

But this simple tidying up, mopping the floor, folding the quilt and washing clothes took her more than an hour. By the time she finished the bath and lay down on the bed smoothly, it was already twelve o'clock.

Song Le changed into soft pajamas, and buried herself in the warm blanket in a daze, not forgetting to set the three alarm clocks.

——Although there is only one itinerary tomorrow, the time is very tight. At ten o'clock in the morning, the location is not close to the apartment. According to the traffic conditions in the imperial capital, it may not be impossible to arrive in two or three hours.

I thought that I would be so tired that I would have no dreams all night, but Song Le did not expect to have a dream all night. A teenager who had never met was holding her tightly and crying, even in the dream, Song Le Le also couldn't say a word of comfort, he didn't feel terrible, but felt that his heart was being pulled.

The next day, amidst the explosions of the alarm clocks, Song Le reluctantly got up from the bed, and inexplicably pulled his messy long hair.

For an artist of her level, the company will not assign a special agent, so Song Le can only drive there alone with a navigation.

This is a food show with average ratings.

There is a male artist who is in charge of cooking, and Luo Qingkong is in charge of tasting, commenting, and teaching how to cook.

Song Le walked to the lounge according to memory, put on the apron prepared by the program team, simply tied a low ponytail, touched up makeup, and went out to meet the male artist who cooperated.

The name of the male artist is Xie He. He is a foodie with a big heart and a fat body. His squinted eyes look like pandas, and he looks very friendly. Seeing Luo Qingkong, who only put on light makeup and has tender skin like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, Xie He's eyes There was a flash of amazement in Li, and he raised his hand unconsciously to say hello to this person who was not at odds with him in private.

But after saying hello, Xie He immediately regretted it, but to his surprise, Luo Qingkong was stunned, hesitated for a while, and nodded friendly to him.