Mr. President, block me [Entertainment]

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Although she understands it, it doesn't mean she can understand the other party's weird ideas. She checked the later script of "Princess Xueyang" and realized that she was about to finish it. As General Qinghe, Ouyang Xue would personally kill her. Said it was a super exciting scene, it seemed that no matter what, she could no longer arouse her anger to deal with herself.

But unexpectedly, Song Zhishui inadvertently aroused a lot of hatred for her.

The CEO really misses Gu Mengmeng.

Although a week had passed, Song Zhishui thought carefully, whether it was that night, or the night after she sent Mengmeng back, the two of them could not really be regarded as having a sure relationship.

First of all, she was very drunk, and she had a vague memory of Mengmeng's confession. In addition, Mengmeng didn't say "Will you be my girlfriend?" explain.

In many film and television dramas, the male and female protagonists use commonplace words, but in reality, every word can be thrown into the trash can embarrassingly.

Coupled with the cute age...

With a 12-year difference, she still feels old.

Holding the idea of ​​"I have to wait until she is 20 years old", Song Zhishui resisted not to see her, and asked Zhu Zhu to bring Gu Mengmeng the lunch he made every day.

So when the rest of the crew were eating boxed lunches, they were unavoidably amazed when they saw that the food boxes that Gu Mengmeng opened were different every time.

"Our president made this specially for Mengmeng." Zhu Zhu said proudly.

Others were very envious of hearing this, but for Ouyang Xue, it turned out that Gu Mengmeng was bragging about it through Zhu Zhu's mouth.

Her anger and jealousy grew day by day, until one day she felt she couldn't take it anymore.

And that day, I felt that I hadn't seen the cute Song Zhishui for a long time, and felt that I could justly see her for a few times today, so I also went to the set.

She didn't tell Mengmeng and Zhu Zhu that after she went there, she saw Gu Mengmeng wearing a prison uniform from a distance. When the makeup artist was making her lips paler, the director took the opportunity to tell her about the play .

Gu Mengmeng kept nodding while listening.

Song Zhishui smiled and didn't bother them.

The sun was dazzling, so she walked under a tree on the edge of the set and stood in the shadows to escape the heat.

She sent Gu Mengmeng a wechat message: how is today?

After a while, Gu Mengmeng replied: Not bad.

After a pause, she sent another message: I feel that you will come today, so, will you come?

Just as she was about to reply, Gu Mengmeng posted again: I'll tell you later, I'm going to be filming soon, if I don't reply to your message, I must have missed it, so don't worry.

Song Zhishui read those three sentences several times and was satisfied.

"Hi, is this Xia Hang?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind.

Song Zhishui was stunned.

That voice...

She stroked her stomach subconsciously, feeling as if it was going to hurt again.

She turned her head quietly, and she saw that on the other side of the tree, Ouyang Xue was talking behind her back.

The weather was hot, Ouyang Xue was wearing a costume, and the makeup on her face was melted by the sweat flowing down her face.

"I can not stand it any more."

Ouyang Xue went on to say: "Didn't you say last time that you can help me get rid of Gu Mengmeng? I don't want her life, and I don't want her to quit the entertainment industry. I just want her to stop appearing at the same time as me." In a crew!"

Song Zhishui's hand resting on his stomach slowly dropped down.

"Arm...do you still want to dismantle her arm?"

Ouyang Xue was very irritable, but she was helpless, "Don't do it too much... well, I understand what you mean, what do you want me to do? I'm listening..."

She was still listening to Xia Hang talking about the steps, and felt a sharp pain in her fingers. Before she realized what happened, she saw her mobile phone turning into a parabola in the air.

The phone fell heavily to the ground, with the screen down, and even thinking about it, I knew how to open it would be a black screen that was torn apart.

Someone knocked off her cell phone.

In an instant, the anger in Ouyang Xue's heart was superimposed to an unbearable state.

Who dares to hit her?!

She turned her head fiercely to see who that person was, but what greeted her was a slap even more fierce than her expression.

"Snapped!"

It was like an earth-shattering burning pain.

Song Zhishui looked at her expressionlessly, with deep disgust in his eyes.

Her palm still maintained the posture of hitting her.

"Ouyang Xue."

She said word by word, "I advise you to stop in moderation."

"You once made my stomach bleed, if you do such a vile and nasty thing again, don't blame me for hitting you until your face bleeds."

Chapter 62

The afternoon wind billowed in like a làng, gushing onto the faces of the two of them.

Ouyang Xue stared into Song Zhishui's eyes in disbelief, "You hit me?"

The surroundings of those beautiful eyes turned red instantly, and the eyeliner and mascara were brought down by big teardrops, and two black lines were drawn on her pale face.

"I should have hit you sooner."

Song Zhishui's brows were tightly frowned, and he spoke mercilessly, "Look at what you've become now, what I told you before, you're not afraid of being popular in the circle, but you're afraid of being alone and thinking of crooked ways to get out. Ouyang Xue, we haven't seen each other for at most four or five months. Now you are thinking about how to harm the actors of the same crew? What do you want to do if you cripple someone else's arm? You are an actor, not a gangster girl, you I'm only 24 and I don't want you to turn into an asshole because of the occasional thought that crosses your mind!"

At this moment, Ouyang Xue couldn't listen to anything.

She covered her face and turned her head away from looking at her, "There is no need for you to be hypocritical..."

She betrayed her, smeared her, hurt her, how could she say these things for her own good.

It's all for Gu Mengmeng, she only has that girl in her heart now, what is she?

"What's good about Gu Mengmeng..."

As Ouyang Xue spoke, tears fell, she bit her lips tightly, her voice was vague: "You have to protect her like this, be careful that she is like me..."

"She's not like you."

Song Zhishui shook his head, "Mengmeng is a very kind, righteous, considerate, and loyal child. I can trust her unconditionally, even after I am hurt by you."

Ouyang Xue was so excited that she couldn't breathe, her chest heaved violently, "Why do you believe her? How dare you trust others?!"

"because……"

Song Zhishui took a deep breath, "Because I love Mengmeng, if I love someone, of course I have to trust her wholeheartedly and support her."

The leaves above the head rustled, and there was a scent of magnolia flowers floating over.

Ouyang Xue stood there in a daze.

For a moment, everything was quiet, she seemed to be able to only see Song Zhishui's lips moving, and she couldn't hear a word the other party said.

Her eyes were blurred, and she opened her mouth to breathe hard, but the scorching air seemed to be unable to suck into her lungs, instead it caused a violent burning in her throat.

I love Mengmeng.

Song Zhishui, a woman who has never been stern, would one day easily tell her that she fell in love with someone.

When she blinked, the tear film floating in her eye sockets fell down like broken glass.

"Ouyang Xue?"

Song Zhishui frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Ouyang Xue raised her head, not wanting to cry too embarrassingly, "You...you are 14 years behind! Gu Mengmeng is only 16 years old, she is underage, you are disgusting..."

Mengmeng had indeed underreported her age by two years. Although her actual age was, Song Zhishui didn't want to explain too much to the people in front of her.

"yes."