What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

Seeing the director's gloomy gaze, the agent couldn't wait any longer.

She walked quickly towards Xu Qing.

At this time, Xu Qing was thinking about whether to catch up again. As the saying goes, a good girl is afraid of stalking a man.

He is confident that he is no worse in appearance than Xiao Han and is more talented than him. If he really gets entangled with him, I believe Lin Qingluo won't be able to resist him for long.

Just when he was enjoying himself, the manager pulled him to a nearby cabin with a dark face.

"I said, little ancestor, why don't I call you brother? I've told you a thousand times not to offend Lin Qingluo, but it's good for you that you took the initiative to offend me. Did you turn a deaf ear to what I said? You want to piss me off."

The agent pinched Xu Qing's ear and pulled it hard.

"Oh, sister, be gentle, it hurts."

Xu Qing tilted his head and begged for mercy. The severe pain brought him back from his fantasy.

Seeing the agent's narrowed eyes, he trembled all over.

"You still know how painful it is. Can we afford to offend Lin Qingluo? I think you are just obsessed with sex. Put away your little thoughts, we are not fools."

The agent looked at Xu Qing, who looked like a little sheep in front of him, with a trace of disdain and possessiveness flashing in his eyes.

"Sister, I was wrong."

Xu Qing said pitifully, with a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

"Well, go back and take a good photo later. Don't think about the things that are there or not. Aren't you satisfied with me? Remember to stay open tonight and I'll come over."

With that said, the agent twisted his waist and walked out.

Behind him, a trace of unwillingness flashed in Xu Qing's eyes.

Thinking of what was going to happen that night, he felt a little nauseated and clenched his fists tightly.

Sooner or later, I will make you kneel at my feet and beg for mercy.

Alas~ They were all ignorant when they were young and fell into the hands of this old woman.

No one knows what happened here.

I really didn't expect that Xu Qing, who was so arrogant outside, would be like this in private. It was really shocking.

After the agent went out, he found the director and repeatedly promised that there would never be any problems again. The director's expression softened a little.

He took her to find Lin Wan and Lin Qingluo, apologized and promised, and then the filming continued.

Xiao Han already knew what had just happened. Looking at Xu Qing walking out of the hut, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

If I didn’t give you some color, you’d really think I was made of mud.

It's a songwriter competition, right? I want to see what you're capable of.

Xiao Han has already made a note for him in his heart.

Xu Qing returned to his arrogant look when he came out.

Glancing at Xiao Han from the corner of his eyes, he felt even more dissatisfied. How could this boy win Lin Qingluo's favor?

He is no worse than that kid.

Just wait, I want everyone to see that I am the strongest among the younger generation.

Xiao Han, who is nothing?

Unknowingly, the two men were at odds.

Xu Qing gathered his emotions and stepped forward to apologize to Lin Qingluo.

This time, the filming finally got back on track.

Lin Qingluo regained her coolness in the morning, changing from a fairy who landed on earth to an icy goddess.

The director looked at the camera and sighed inwardly.

The wonderful atmosphere just now could have produced better results, but it was a pity that it was ruined by Xu Qing.

An hour later, the shooting was finally completed, and Lin Wan followed Lin Qingluo to change clothes.

Xiao Han also stood up.

After watching the fixed pictures for a long time, the friends in the live broadcast room were already a little sleepy.

"It's finally over. I took a nap here."

"It seems that the work of celebrities is not as good as we imagined. What we usually see in the camera is their glamorous side, but the hard work behind them is the same."

"It's indeed quite boring, but if you can give me so much money, I can do any boring job."

"Something seems to have happened at the scene just now, I'm curious~"

"What are Xiao Han and Lin Qingluo going to do next? Will they go on a date? Looking forward to it~"

"Looking forward to +1"

"..."

After waiting for a short time, Lin Qingluo changed clothes and Lin Wan walked out.

"I have something to do when I go back, so Qingluo will be left to you. Take good care of her, and don't run away with her."

Lin Wan handed Lin Qingluo to Xiao Han and ordered with a smile.

"Don't worry, Sister Wan, I promise to bring Sister Qingluo back intact."

Xiao Han held Lin Qingluo, squeezed her little hand and said.

Seeing Xiao Han clinging to each other and walking further and further away, Xu Qing's eyes burst into tears and his teeth itched with hatred.

"Sister Qingluo, do you have any other plans?"

Xiao Han tilted his head and asked.

"I'll be fine this afternoon. I'll go wherever you go. It's up to you."

Lin Qingluo tilted her head and smiled, hugging Xiao Han's arm tightly.

"Okay, then let's go to the Writers Association to visit Mr. Tang. Have you been to the Writers Association?"

The two said and slowly left here.

At the entrance of the Writers Association, a young man looked around and kept mumbling.

Why haven't you come yet?

Pick up your phone every now and then and check it out.

His idol is coming soon, and he gets excited just thinking about it.

This young man, who was only two years older than him, wrote wonderful articles that even the teachers praised and put to shame. Now he is the idol of most young people in the yard.

This person is Xiao Han, who appeared recently.

While waiting anxiously, two commercial vehicles slowly stopped at the foot of the steps.

As the car door opened, Xiao Han walked out first, turned around and helped Lin Qingluo down.

"Hello, Teacher Xiao, I'm Xiao Ma. Mr. Tang arranged for me to come and pick you up."

The pony stepped forward excitedly.

"Hello, hello, I can't bear the title of teacher here. Just call me Brother Xiao."

Xiao Han listened to his name and waved his hands with a smile.

Is this the Writers Association?

Xiao Han looked up at the simple door, and a strong cultural atmosphere hit his face.

"Brother Xiao, you are my idol. I have read the novels you wrote countless times. The more I read, the deeper I feel. It is really amazing."

Xiao Ma looked at Xiao Han with reverence and turned into a fanboy.

"It's all just my humble work. There are still many things I need to learn."

Xiao Han's face was full of humility. He just took it. This was not his literary background.

"You are humble. Mr. Tang is waiting for you inside. Please follow me."

With that said, Xiao Ma took the lead and walked inside.

The people they met along the way looked at Xiao Han and his party curiously, and those who recognized him were surprised.

As a member of the Writers' Association, this is the first time Xiao Han has appeared here.

It immediately attracted a lot of curious eyes.

There are some who approve, some who admire, and some who are unconvinced.

Since ancient times, there has been no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts, and even more so, scholars have looked down upon each other.

If you want them to be completely convinced, you have to have a work that makes them admire you.

Xiao Han looked at the carved beams, painted buildings, calligraphy and ancient paintings that appeared along the road, and felt dizzy.

It is indeed the highest palace of literature, full of humanistic atmosphere.

Ordinary people who have stayed here for a long time will probably have a trace of culture with them.

Finally, Xiao Ma led them to a stop in front of a separate small courtyard.

"Brother Xiao, I will send you here. Mr. Tang and the others are inside. You can go in."

With that said, Xiao Ma pushed open the courtyard door and stepped aside.

Xiao Han looked at the open courtyard door, straightened his clothes, and strode in holding Lin Qingluo.