The movie star is crying, the CEO sister loves me

Lin Xingcheng pushed Luozheng's hand away, exposed her lie, and said: "What happened to think of me? You are obviously a bad person who deliberately teased me with this thing. Anyway, I can't wear it. Either you take it back or throw it away." storehouse."

Only the perverted would wear this stuff.

Luozheng looked indifferent: "You can do whatever you want with the things I give you. I don't have any objection if I give them to netizens in a lottery."

Lin Xingcheng knew this was her reaction, so he reached into the box and plucked the ruby. The sound of the ruby ​​​​was clear and sweet.

"How much did this cost?"

Although the things are from the underworld, so many rubies are not cheap. They are all real materials, just like a five-star chef using top-quality tuna meat to make a pile of shit. It may not look good, but the ingredients are still excellent.

Luozheng raised three fingers at random and said, "Actually, it's a bit worthless, but if I give it to you, I'll feel like it's worth every penny if you make me smile."

I have to say, this sweet talk sounds like a scumbag.

"Luozheng, if you were a man, you would definitely be worse than everyone else. You must be the best scumbag in the world."

Lin Xingcheng couldn't help complaining that Luozheng had always liked teasing her since she was a child, but he didn't know how she got her habits and hobbies.

Luozheng raised his eyebrows, not convinced by this evaluation: "Xiao Chengcheng, am I not dedicated enough? I have never looked at anyone else since I met you. I can guarantee that a dedicated person like me, I can’t find another one in Beihuai.”

"Are you still dedicated? You can change boyfriends faster than I can change clothes. And didn't you take a few handsome blond guys out to sea for fishing in Shanhai?"

For three days and two nights, surrounded by beautiful men, Lin Xingcheng rolled her eyes.

Luozheng smiled lightly and said, "They are just things for entertainment, how can they compare to you."

The scumbag must be justified!

Lin Xingcheng turned his head, pushed away her hand holding him and prepared to stand up, but Luozheng suddenly held his hand.

"I heard that you invested in a drama? Why, you want to enter the entertainment industry?" Luozheng sat up straight, hooked her fingers, and asked with interest.

Lin Xingcheng shook his head and said seriously: "No, it was Chen Baiwei who had always hoped that her novel would be made into a film and TV show, so I wanted to complete it for her as a way of thanking her for donating her heart to me free of charge."

"Is it because of her again?" Luozheng was slightly shocked. She didn't expect that "Teenage Dream" was a novel written by Chen Baiwei. She just said, how could the Lin family agree to let Lin Xingcheng be busy with these things.

The entertainment industry is a mixed bag of good and bad, and it is simply not suitable for Lin Xingcheng, a little white flower who has been protected in a greenhouse since childhood, to be exposed to it.

Luozheng knew that Lin Xingcheng was soft-hearted, and Chen Baiwei was an orphan with no relatives or friends, and everything would be in vain after his death.

Alone and alone.

Lin Xingcheng didn't know who to thank even if she wanted to. The Lin family probably thought that if the film version of "Teenage Dream" could make her feel better, then that would be up to her.

Luozheng slowly approached, covered Lin Xingcheng's chest with his hand, felt the beating frequency of his heart, and asked, "Is there still rejection after all this time?"

Lin Xingcheng shook his head gently and held her hand: "No, but I still need anti-rejection medicine. As for Chen Baiwei's emotional outbursts that I told you before, there are very few now, almost none."

Luozheng pointed his finger at her head and said, "I said you were reincarnated as a medicine jar and you can't live without medicine in this life."

"It's good to be alive. Taking medicine doesn't matter, I'm used to it." Lin Xingcheng was extremely indifferent.

Luozheng knew it. It was no exaggeration to say that Lin Xingcheng grew up under the influence of pills and potions, and even came close to death several times. As the only girl in the Lin family, a fortune teller once said that she was so lucky that her body could not bear it. Live in fate.

It is a fate to die young.

But there are no absolutes in the world.

Luozheng really liked this Liuli girl who spoke with a delicate voice. She was as pitiful as a flower.

Looking at that delicate white and tender little face, Luozheng felt itchy all over, as if she had a skin craving syndrome. She couldn't help but put her face against it. It was as smooth as tofu, and she said dotingly:

"The medicine is too bitter, how about I take you to have dessert?"

"Dessert?" Lin Xingcheng thought for a while and felt that she didn't have much appetite. "I don't want to eat it. It's so boring."

"Squeamish and picky, okay, then I'll take a shower and go downstairs with you for dinner later." Luozheng let her go and reminded Lin Xingcheng before leaving, "We agreed on the phone to sleep together tonight. Yeah, don’t go back on your word!”

Lin Xingcheng was helpless: "I know, you think I am you. I, Lin Xingcheng, always do what I say."

After Luozheng left, Lin Xingcheng took her cell phone out of boredom and lay on the sofa, ready to chat with her little fans. However, when she clicked on Weibo, she found that the private messages had exploded, and there were 999 group chat messages. + Article.

What's going on here?

Lin Xingcheng was a little confused. She remembered that she hadn't posted on Weibo in the past few months. How come there were so many private messages.

When looking through the private messages with doubts, Lin Xingcheng found that things were not simple.

All of them scolded her, saying that she had lost face in drawing circles by using AI-assisted painting, and some told her to get out of the painting circle.

And he cursed her to die.

What are these? Lin Xingcheng looked confused and had no idea why it was like this.

Frowning, he exited the private message window and turned to look at the chat history of the small fan group.

I love to eat snail noodles: I’m so angry. I’ve been so angry for a whole day that I can’t even eat. Why are they talking nonsense? It’s clearly painted by Orange in big strokes. Why are they talking about AI? I'm so convinced!

Administrator (Dream Weaver): Same thing. I have been arguing with them all day. Each one of them has a bad mouth and is vulgar. When I can’t say anything, I block them. (I collapse and scratch my head.) I can’t eat today.

After Tomorrow: It was my daughter who couldn’t compete with the birthday greetings from the other family. She became so angry that she spread rumors everywhere. I have posted the evidence. The ones who started making trouble were the ones from their family.

Sky Lan Shou: If you can’t compare, you can’t compare. Why do you want to slander Cheng Zi Da? As someone who is not a member of the gangster circle, I can't understand what they do. No matter what, if I see anyone scolding someone, I will scold them back.

Administrator (Thousand Layers of Durian): That's right. You can report it when you are tired of scolding. Our Chengzida is simply lying down.

After Tomorrow: (kneeling down) I'm sorry, my daughter's family and the Yaoyu family next door have been feuding for too long. This time, the big picture of Chengzi instantly killed the congratulatory picture that their family had worked hard to arrange for three months, causing their family to jump over the wall. I'm sorry for spreading rumors (crying loudly)

Fear of monsters coming: It’s none of your business. It’s just those villains who can’t afford to lose and are trying to spread rumors. If Chengzi didn’t keep the live video, I really want to blur the painting process in their faces to see what else they do. Bah!

After Tomorrow: Don’t worry, all our Qingmingyue fans have already mobilized. This time we will definitely fight them to the end and help Chengzi get justice!

……

Lin Xingcheng watched it all the way and concluded that it turned out that someone questioned whether the Qingmingyue birthday illustration she drew for "Tomorrow After" was mixed with AI technology.

There are disputes in every circle. Among them, the two-dimensional character circle is the most chaotic. They complain about each other almost every day, such as red and white roses in some novels or animations. Fans have been arguing for more than ten years about who is the favorite male protagonist. What can they do if they argue? Thousands of messages were sent.

More seriously than reading, I wrote paragraph after paragraph of short essays analyzing each other's shortcomings and slanders.