He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran tucked her hair and smiled: "Perhaps because I am too beautiful. Although there is no precedent for enrolling students, I was admitted by others. Wen Huihui, a student of Fuguang University, my first institution, Being admitted by the city’s largest art troupe, do you think I need to be jealous of your third-rate art academy, which sells your body to get the role of the character? Are you afraid that your brain is being squeezed by the door?"

Wen Huihui was so angry that her face was pale, but she couldn't catch a word. Once again, she was crushed by Song Ran again, and she was despised again.

why? Why is Song Ran's life so easy? Why is she so smooth? Unfair, fate is too unfair.

Is it true that you can do whatever you want by being beautiful?

Song Ran told her with practical actions that yes, being beautiful means being able to do whatever he wants.

Seeing the person in front of him, Song Ran's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth twitched, and she raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay, is it enough for yourself? I hope you have a long memory and don't come to me in the future, you know?"

After speaking, he pushed her shoulders aside, and walked past her in a majestic manner.

With your Wen Huihui, don't expect to continue to point fingers in my life, I will make you doubt life.

Song Ran left, leaving Wen Huihui alone, her face was terribly gloomy, she turned and stared at Song Ran's back, so angry that she almost crushed her back molars.

She clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said: "Song Ran, what are you proud of? The road ahead is still long. One day, one day, I will trample you under my feet. There will be this day, there will be of!"

The spiritual victory method, Miss Wen will often use in the future.

Although comforting herself this way, Wen Huihui was really unwilling to do so. The Haicheng Art Troupe was the largest theater troupe in Haicheng and even the whole country except for the military, political, and cultural troupe.

How many opportunities are there in this, it is easy to get ahead based on Song Ran's looks, what did she use to crush Song Ran?

Fate, this **** fate! Damn, damn, damn!

Even if she is unwilling, she can only go back and continue to please the Han boss, and perhaps there will be better opportunities in the future.

Song Ran got into the taxi and looked back at Wen Huihui contemptuously. Such shameless villains as Wen Huihui should be trampled on by her so that she would not dare to be rampant.

Obviously, Wen Huihui is a weed, and she is quite tough. She probably got into the bar with her Song Ran.

Come on, let her fall into despair slowly, and she can't turn over again. It seems to be a very pleasant thing. A **** like her is naturally to be tortured by her slowly, the best, use Repay her and Jingxing for the pain of a lifetime.

By the time she arrived at the art troupe, Jiang Feng was already backstage, Song Ran shrank her neck, how long will this life of shrinking her head go?

Obviously, it was a very wise thing for Director Li to ask He Jiao to stop Jiang Feng's artillery.

He Jiao annoyed Jiang Feng again. As soon as she entered the backstage, she heard Jiang Feng's scream: "You turned you back? You want to replace me as the heroine, right? You dare to wear this dress, too? See what kind of stuff you are? Don't you know if this is the protagonist's costume? What are you doing? Book it!"

Before entering her dressing room, she heard the slap again. Obviously, Jiang Feng was very angry this time.

Song Ran curled her lips, neither of these two were good people. She would just watch the show from the other side. She walked to the door of the dressing room, leaned against the door, stretched her neck and looked inside.