It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

Ruan Shubai's knees were trembling.

The agent finally saw something was wrong and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Ruan Shubai was really choked up this time, "I'm...scared."

But as the Qi Luck System says, cause and effect——

In the story of the boy who cried wolf, Ruan Shubai used up more than three opportunities.

The manager knows the artist's urinary nature best, and usually...it's just harmless.

Pretending not to understand, An Yi'er, who was so angry, was wasted by Ruan Shubai. After all, he could still satisfy his desire for revenge.

Nowadays, for those who are worthless, even tears are unnecessary.

While there is no one else around, they are all confidants of the same company.

The manager sneered repeatedly, "Ruan Shubai, that's enough."

Needless to say anything else.

The agent who can lead the company's "first sister" is naturally not an ordinary person, and he will be the first to get back to the car.

Others followed closely behind, and Ruan Shubai took one last look at the red cross on top of the white building behind her.

The system in my mind finally started to move.

"The next task: Live broadcast to visit An Yi'er and ask her why she wanted to steal your boyfriend when she was in art school."

"Warm reminder from the Luck System: Host, please seize this last opportunity. If you succeed, your reputation will turn around, if you fail -"

"The host will become a human bomb!"

This was the first time that the electronic sound of the Qi Luck System sounded so playful in Ruan Shubai's mind.

...The agent finally finished reading the long post on WeChat written by the PR Minister.

When he raised his head, he met Ruan Shubai's clenched fist that turned white.

I turned away angrily. From the moment the program team of "Haha My Friends Are Coming" rejected Ruan Shubai as a permanent resident, Ruan Shubai was declared to be in cold storage!

But Ruan Shubai still refused to admit defeat.

The matter at hand with the agent has come to an end.

Ruan Shubai couldn't wait to say: "Brother, in Yi'er's current situation, when will I?"

When will you take over?

If she can get to the top, she can still keep the final kill.

The system's tasks... these were originally earned by her, so what kind of rewards are they!

The agent's answer was lukewarm: "Go back and wait!"

Ruan Shubai wanted to say something else.

The agent interrupted expressionlessly: "You can't hinder order in a hospital, right?"

"Don't worry, the company is fighting for it."

After that, the manager turned on his phone and displayed the initial chat interface between him and the program team.

"Just waiting for the reply."

There is an art of speaking, one sentence is true, but all of it is untrue.

The agent is very good at it.

Ruan Shubai also relaxed.

That's okay, okay... the so-called luck system cannot be used by her. Without tangible rewards, there is no way to use it to touch her!

Ruan Shubai finally raised his head and looked out the car window.

But I saw a group of people from the program crew, Wuyangyang, walking around in a minibus.

The six artists who are "alive" are still praised by the stars, praised by fans, and recorded in the program.

Ruan Shubai's heart skipped a beat, but she still couldn't help but ask again.

"Brother, how can they... continue to record?"

Is it just her who can't?

This time it was An Yier's former assistant who answered.

“Since everyone is here permanently, it’s natural to continue.”

"The big tree you climbed has fallen down, and you don't have the shame and skin to get up to it. Do you really not want Xingtu anymore?"

The assistant half-smiled but said 100% sarcastically.

Ruan Shubai's eyes turned red, and Little Pearl couldn't help it anymore.

But no one said anything in the car, everyone was upset, and the sobbing move naturally came to nothing.

...It was also parked on a minibus in the hospital parking lot.

The live broadcast will not start today.

The atmosphere in the six-person room suddenly became a little subtle.

Also somewhat relaxing.

The precious little sheep dozed off as soon as he got in the car.

Yu Liu sat next to Jingui Lamb without any surprise.

"Did you become a thief last night?"

Another rhetorical question, Yu Liu patted the lamb's head in a "good mood".

The fingers under his big hands were combing through the raven-colored hair that was softly raked.

There is an inexplicable lust.

It's a pity that the sleepy little sheep was stared at without realizing it.

His head moved upward twice.

He quickly leaned to the side again.

By the way, I let out a big yawn.

"What I did last night...I forgot."

Feeling sleepy.

The sleepy little sheep slept without any precautions.

Yu Liu's body was originally tense.

Waited for a while.

Both China and Pakistan have almost arrived at the door of the villa.

Seeing that the sleepy lamb was still breathing steadily.

After all, he relaxed a little and pushed the "sheep".

The originally straight waist also bent, and he leaned over and whispered into his ear:

"It's almost here, wake up."

Zhuo Jinqing sat on the seat behind the sleepy little sheep and couldn't stand it.

Yu Laoliu's big pig's hooves and mouth almost kissed Tournesol's face.

What are you doing so close!

He kicked the seat in front of him hard twice.

The sleepy lamb woke up with a start.

The world was in chaos for a moment.

Goosebumps immediately crawled onto my skin.

She seems to have been targeted by a poisonous snake!

who is it? Who is thinking about her, this cute and helpless little lamb?

If you push the sheep hard, the sheep will bite back!

He sat back down with some discomfort.

Yu Liu had some free time to look at the dazed little sheep whose eyes were still wet with tears.

It's quite realistic.

Just like the brother he imagined.

Good-looking is good-looking.

But what is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true.

Yu Liu still felt like there was a fishbone in his heart.

But this is ridiculous.

He looked up at a loss.

The path to verification was cut off when "Bai Yang" refused to cooperate in answering the questions.

At present, only Mu Duoduo is the only one of his generation who can still negotiate.

The fingers holding the phone unclenched and closed again.

...China and Pakistan have arrived at the location.

Yu Liu still had that cynical smile on his face.

The cool lamb behind him has a noble and cold temperament.

Behind the two of them, only Boss Zhuo dared to follow them.

Others filed out of the car behind Zeng Yifan.

Walking through the garden, Qing Leng Xiao Yang inexplicably remembered that he seemed to have left something behind.

Looking around the garden, there were equipment and instruments on the ground that the staff had no time to withdraw.

Fragments of memory are brought back to life.

She seemed to be sketching just now.

The gentle breeze blew.

The broken hair was slightly blown in front of the forehead.

The young man from Qingjun wandered over to the director who was talking to other staff members.

Everyone's eyes followed.

The young man asked in a low voice, as if he was an excellent tutor.

Yu Liu stopped after Bai Yang fell a few steps behind. He was not as good as the sisters who joined the show with a "clear purpose" from the beginning.

But now, studying "Baiyang" has become a clear topic for him.

With a smile on his lips, Yu Liu approached.

Qing Leng Xiao Yang is just about to arrange how the afternoon program will continue.

Seeing everyone gathered around, the director emphasized again and again:

“The purpose of our program is for everyone to bring their friends over to play.”

"Let the guests have a great time, it's a proper leisurely experience!"