Mad Beauty and the Sick Lady [Transmigration Book]

Su Li watched almost all of Jiang Zhuoye's movies at home.

She discovered a problem: Jiang Zhuoye's 21 years old was a watershed in her life.

Jiang Zhuoye liked acting since he was a child, and he studied acting in college, but he went to a not-so-famous acting school.

Before the age of 21, Jiang Zhuoye played a small supporting role in some TV dramas, his acting skills were mediocre, he only had a youthful face, and his fame was very small.

But at the age of 21, Jiang Zhuoye participated in a commercial film, playing the role of the female number three, but he shined in the film, his acting skills exploded, crushing a group of professional actors, and became very popular.

Immediately after this movie, Jiang Zhuoye starred in a commercial film as the female lead. As a result, this commercial film set a box office record in film history!

After the success of this movie, Jiang Zhuoye quickly left her original agency and went out to open her own studio to stand on her own. Her career developed rapidly, and the box office of each movie was higher than the previous one. She also began to try to be a producer herself. , director, etc.

Jiang Zhuoye does not only act in commercial films, she also acts in some literary films with good intentions and good plots, and she will act in them at a lower salary. As a result, these literary films have brought her praise from professionals in the industry.

After repeated comparisons, Su Li discovered that Jiang Zhuoye before the age of 21 and Jiang Zhuoye after the age of 21 are almost like two people!

It is impossible for a person to achieve such a breakthrough in acting skills in a very short period of time, let alone become so earth-shaking in temperament!

Before the age of 21, Jiang Zhuoye had collagen all over his face, and his eyes and expressions always carried a kind of innocent feeling, and he smiled like a fool.

But after the age of 21, Jiang Zhuoye no longer has youthful innocence in her expression. Instead, she has a kind of transparent wisdom after precipitation, and she never smiles. No matter what kind of camera she faces, no one can make her laugh .

This also caused Jiang Zhuoye to rarely participate in variety shows, a star without a smile, no matter how beautiful he is, he is not suitable for participating in variety shows.

Moreover, Jiang Zhuoye’s popularity began at the age of 21, and all kinds of interviews and live broadcasts were also after the age of 21. Facing these scenes, Jiang Zhuoye did not hide his true temperament at all, and often made Let's talk about the camera first.

Su Li always felt very strange, Jiang Zhuoye seemed to have suddenly turned into a mature woman at the age of 21, with her own unique values.

But no matter how strange, Su Li didn't try to guess Jiang Zhuoye's life experience, she knew that everyone has secrets that they don't want to be known by others, besides, now that she has regarded Jiang Zhuoye as a friend, she doesn't want to imagine friends anymore privacy.

If the relationship deepens in the future, Su Li believes that all these doubts will be solved by Jiang Zhuoye himself one by one.

On the third day Su Li recuperated at home, she received a call from Ying Feiyan, and she directly pressed it.

Ying Feiyan sent several long text messages. The main idea was that what happened last time was an accident. I couldn't control my pheromones. I didn't intend to embarrass Su Li, let alone blackmail Su Li with a temporary mark... ...Balabara's, Su Li felt ironic after reading it, and deleted them all.

On the fifth day, Su Li received another message from Ying Feiyan: I'm downstairs at your house, if you don't come out to see me, I'll just keep waiting.

Su Li asked Zhang Ma to look at the window, and Zhang Ma came back with a full face and said:

"Miss Ying is really standing downstairs in our house, on the driveway outside."

Su Li was a little curious, but more, it was a kind of secret happiness.

She didn't want to take action to deal with Ying Feiyan, because the two had a relationship for many years, and she really loved this person, so she didn't want to get her hands dirty.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't want to see Ying Feiyan punished.

Besides, just standing downstairs for a while, what kind of punishment is this?Su Li thinks she is really magnanimous.

She pretended that there was no such thing, and drew cartoons in her room as usual.

She has accumulated dozens of serial comics, and there are quite a lot of new fans, and some online comic platforms have come to contact her. Su Li has already selected an editor to help her publish content on this platform.

The purpose is not to make money, Su Li directly set it up as a free work, and with some commercial operations, the popularity of "Daily Life of the Sick Miss" has risen.

Su Li looked at the increasing number of comments after the update, smiled with satisfaction, and thought: Isn't this more meaningful than listening to the confession of my ex-girlfriend?

The temperature is cooling down recently. Coincidentally, it rained heavily that night. The rain in autumn and winter is getting colder and colder, and the pain on the face is worse than ice.

Su Li didn't care. It was during dinner that Mama Zhang came over to talk to her:

"Miss Ying is still standing downstairs... It's raining, and I don't think she has an umbrella with her, she's completely drenched, should we give her an umbrella?"

Su Li ate strawberries and smiled plainly:

"No, a top A is not so fragile. It's good to let the rain wash your brain."

Mama Zhang looked shocked:

"Miss San, you are really... more and more powerful."

Su Li waved her hand modestly:

"No, no, it's just a small improvement."

After supper, Su Li read a book for a while, drew manga for a while, fell asleep by herself when she was sleepy, and didn't look at the window the whole time.

Outside the window was the sound of rain, and the trees and the wind played a symphony of rapid rain with their branches and leaves, which lasted all night.

Su Li was woken up by the sound of heavy rain outside the window in the middle of the night, tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep.She was relatively nervous, and it was difficult to fall back to sleep once she woke up, and it was not interesting to swipe around with her mobile phone.

She lit the lamp in the room, stood up, stepped on the carpet with her bare feet, and stood by the window to look out.

To her surprise, under the cover of the dark rain, there was actually a figure on the driveway.

Su Li took a closer look and recognized that it was indeed Ying Feiyan herself.

Ying Feiyan stood with his head down in the heavy rain, swaying with the wind and rain, his white clothes were now attached to his body, looking like a ghost floating in the dark night.

Su Li stood in front of the upper window, watched silently for a while, closed the curtains, and lay back on the bed.

She didn't expect Ying Feiyan to be surprisingly persistent in this matter.

Su Li felt a little disturbed, thought about it, and sent a message to Jiang Zhuoye: 【Sleep yet? 】

After posting, I felt like an idiot. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and Jiang Zhuoye had to film every day, so how could he not sleep when he was so tired?

Su Li pointed at the sent WeChat message, and was about to withdraw it, when suddenly the name on the top changed to "typing..."

Soon there was a reply:

[Just about to sleep, what's wrong? 】

At this moment, Su Li felt an inexplicable warmth in her heart. It turned out that she was not alone in this cold rainy night.

The rain-drenched person downstairs should not be considered human.

Su Li tapped and sent out a line of messages:

【Well, Ying Feiyan came downstairs to my house and waited for me this afternoon, and it's still raining...I'm in a complicated mood.】

Su Li actually doesn't know how to express her thoughts, but she always feels that Jiang Zhuoye should understand.

Jiang Zhuoye quickly replied with a voice.

Gentle and deep, it sounds like that soft voice, as if it was beside Su Li's pillow:

"Let her stand if she wants. After all, she just wants to kidnap you morally and make you feel guilty by hurting yourself. But you, why don't you go to bed so late?"

Su Li felt that the fog in front of her eyes was lifted at once. She really felt a little guilty just now, but what Jiang Zhuoye said was right.

Ying Feiyan was drenched in the rain in the middle of the night because she knew that she would be soft-hearted and waited for her to forgive her because of guilt. In the final analysis, isn't this a moral kidnapping?

After Su Li understood it, the guilt in her heart was gone, and she returned the same voice to Jiang Zhuoye:

"You're right, then I don't care about her. I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep. It's okay, I'll sleep now."

Su Li put down her phone, turned off the lights, and was going to sleep, but a voice call request suddenly popped up on her phone.

Su Li was slightly taken aback, seeing Jiang Zhuoye's profile picture flashing, the Alliance clicked on the call:

"Hey?"

Jiang Zhuo Ye:

"Can't sleep? It's raining, are you scared?"

Su Li laughed:

"How is it possible? I'm not a child anymore. Besides, there's no thunder here. I'm not afraid."

Jiang Zhuoye smiled softly over there, and the laughter came through the handset of the mobile phone, softly:

"Okay~ I understand, the little girl is afraid of thunder."

Su Li:

"...No, I'm not afraid!"

Jiang Zhuo Ye:

"Next time there is thunder, I will accompany you."

Su Li:

"No, I told you I'm not afraid."

Jiang Zhuo Ye:

"It's okay... Then tonight will be a rehearsal for the next thunderstorm. I'll find a way to lull you to sleep."

Su Li:

"...It feels like your mind is jumping a bit?"

Jiang Zhuo Ye:

"Aren't you unable to fall asleep? I happen to have some tricks to lull you to sleep. Don't you want to try it?"

Su Li always felt that it was a bit strange to call Jiang Zhuoye in the middle of the night, but he couldn't tell what was so strange, maybe other people and friends would also call in the middle of the night... or I have too little social experience!

She had nothing to say, but agreed:

"Then... well, let's try it."

Jiang Zhuoye cleared his throat, and suddenly his voice changed, becoming more formal, with a little cadence like coaxing a child:

"Once upon a time, there lived a princess who lived in a magnificent castle. Her lips were as red as blood, her skin was as white as snow, and her hair was as black as ebony..."

Su Li laughed out loud after hearing this:

"Why are you talking about Snow White? I think it's a bit funny. I might not be able to sleep with this one!"

Jiang Zhuoye cleared his throat again, changed to a crisp childish voice, and began to chant:

"Shake, shake, shake, shake to Grandma Bridge... Grandma praised me as a good baby..."

Su Li wanted to continue to refute, but for some reason, she was reluctant to interrupt.

When Jiang Zhuoye pretended to be a clear and crisp child's voice, he sang with a little smile, and the ordinary lullaby was sung with great warmth.

Su Li never thought that a lullaby would be so good. Maybe big stars are omnipotent, and singing casually is much better than ordinary people.

After singing a lullaby, Su Li was still a little bit unsatisfied:

"Any more?"

Jiang Zhuoye said in a crisp childish voice:

"Miss, what else do you want to hear? You can order a song, and I'll sing it for you!"

Su Li thought again and again:

"Then sing your favorite song."

Jiang Zhuoye's voice sank, and he said after a while:

"I don't have a favorite song."

Su Li gave a strange "Hey" and wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Jiang Zhuoye with a smile:

"The point is to lull you to sleep, how about I tell the story of the little puppet Pinocchio?"

Su Li agreed in a daze.

Jiang Zhuoye began to tell the story of Pinocchio in the tone of the hostess of the children's show:

"There is an old grandfather who makes toys in the small town..."

As Su Li listened, her eyelids became heavy and she fell asleep.

Hearing the gradually long breathing on the other side of the phone, Jiang Zhuoye called Su Li's name twice, but no one answered, so he hung up the phone.

Outside the window where the rain was pouring, Ying Feiyan fainted to the ground, ignorant of everything that happened inside the house.