[Entertainment circle] The starlight in the pen is not as good as you

After slamming the door shut, Gu Zhanqiao threw herself on the bed, rolled over on the bed a few times, and suddenly thought of something, jumped out of bed to look through the trash can.

There was nothing else in the trash can, so Gu Zhanqiao found the mobile phone with a broken screen. She pressed the power button and found that it was indeed unusable, so she had to throw it back into the trash can, her face showing Annoyed expression.

Although it didn't make sense, because of the mobile phone, she began to think of Mo Tongtong's ignorance...or should I say he was ruthless?

She sat on the edge of the bed and thought about it for a while, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she turned on the computer again.

She was quite traumatized by the black fan group the night before, so she didn't log in to the small account this time, and directly opened the large account to poke a few familiar people.

"Do you know what happened that night? Is there any evidence?"

"Is there any announcement that I can go, sincerely asking."

She sent these two messages in groups, and was anxiously waiting for a reply, so she couldn't help but started to check Weibo again.

This time the hottest number one is really a familiar person, Gu Zhanqiao was stunned when he saw such a Weibo post from him.

//@宋阿观V: Everything will pass, come on, I will always support you.

Song Aoguan is the younger brother of Gu Zhanqiao’s company. It’s just that Gu Zhanqiao debuted as a child star. Song Aoguan’s age may be older than Gu Zhanqiao’s. The two starred in variety shows and love reality shows, and they were called tsundere by fans. couple.

The forwarding has already reached [-], Gu Zhanqiao opened his mouth in front of the computer, unable to speak.

Combined with the entertainment news of the past two days, no matter how he guessed, Song Aoguan said that this person should be Gu Zhanqiao.

These words seem to be encouraging, but after thinking about it from Gu Zhanqiao's perspective, there always seems to be something wrong.

She subconsciously opened a comment and saw the number one hot comment.

Song Aoguan V: I believe he must have some difficulties.

Thirty thousand likes.

"Ha." Gu Zhanqiao laughed, she thought it was ridiculous, what reason could there be for such a non-existent thing?

She looked down and saw that there were still people writing in the hot comments: Always support the Tsundere couple, Guan Guan will never leave Qiao Qiao.

After a long time, she suddenly buried her face in the quilt and yelled "ah".

Mo Tongtong was startled by the sudden screams from the next room, and the plot that was originally smooth in her heart was knotted like this. She looked at the various coquettish words that the girl said to the male protagonist in the document, and pressed her fingers. When I press the keyboard, I always feel that I should write a scream next.

Mo Tongtong struggled for a while, and felt that he had enough manuscripts, so he simply closed the archives, logged into the game account and started playing the game.

After playing for a while, someone suddenly sent her a private message. Mo Tongtong opened it and found that it was Wufangshi—of course, the other party was not called Wufangshi in the game, but Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng.

Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng: I'm sorry, I didn't disclose your account on purpose, but they said they won't harass you too much.

Song of Songs: It's okay.

Song of Songs: It's enough to cut you down a few times.

Wu Fangshi sent a kneeling expression begging for mercy.

After a while, Wufang Shi sent out again——

Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng: Log on to Q/Q, I have something to send to you.

Mo Tongtong didn't really want to play the game, so he simply quit the game and boarded all the q/q numbers.

Soon Mutong's account flashed, and Wufangshi sent a compressed file.

Mo Tongtong frowned, did not accept it directly, and asked: What is this thing.

Wu Fangshi sent an embarrassed expression: [kiss] Chang Lan asked me to ask you to write a script.

Mutong: I don't want to write a script.

Wu Fangshi: I know you don't want to, but the conditions are really good, you can see it when you look at it, not to mention that Chang Lan is kind to you and me.

Mutong: ...I'll think about it.

Changlan is a company, but it is also a person at the same time. When Mo Tongtong first started to run amok in the world, it was Yue Changlan who helped her publish her first book.

Yue Changlan later started to establish a film and television company, and now it is considered a small scale. When Mo Tongtong and Yue Changlan had a good relationship, he gave Changlan a lot of good scripts, but then gradually alienated him.

Mo Tongtong hadn't figured it out about the estrangement, because in fact, the two of them didn't have the so-called rivalry or schemes against each other after they developed, it was just Yue Changlan who started to avoid her unilaterally.

Mo Tongtong thought for a while, and typed out a line: Why didn't Chang Lan tell me herself.

Wufangshi: [smiling] Aren't you often offline, Changlan can't find you.

Mo Tongtong looked at the friend list and found that Chang Lan's profile picture was lit up.

She was also ashamed to expose such a clumsy lie, and said "I'll think about it again", and immediately disappeared.

Just when he was thinking about whether to continue playing the game, there was a sudden crackling sound outside, Mo Tongtong suddenly had a bad feeling, stood up and opened the door, and he saw his big star tenant with a pretty face, barefoot Flip through the fridge.

Just looking at the various bottles and cans being taken out of the refrigerator, Mo Tongtong got goosebumps all over his body, and imagined the messy scene inside.

However, just as she was about to speak, she saw the woman flipping through the refrigerator looking up at him. Her messy long black hair was sticking to her cheeks, and her porcelain-like face was still stained with tears. Her former arrogance was gone. There is a sense of pleading for no reason.

Inexplicably, Mo Tongtong felt as if her heart had softened.

She finally decided not to speak, closed the door and put on her earphones.

Not long after, heart-piercing cries came from outside.

When the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came again, Mo Tongtong finally decided to open the door and go out to have a look.

Opening the door of her room, she could see the living room, so there was only a small gap in the door, and she saw Gu Zhanqiao fall on all fours on the marble tiles, frowning and moaning.

Mo Tongtong covered her eyes with her hands.

Just that one glance, just the empty wine bottles rolling around and the overwhelming smell of alcohol gave her a headache and she was about to pass out.

Gu Zhanqiao fell to the ground, didn't get up for a long time, and finally began to cry, crying "it hurts" in a soft voice.

Suddenly, Mo Tongtong went out and helped her up.

This time it was good, Gu Zhanqiao grabbed Mo Tongtong like an octopus, and it was considered to be dependent on her.

She hugged Mo Tongtong tightly, and buried herself in her chest, sobbing continuously, her hot and humid breath sprayed on her collarbone, numb and itchy.

Mo Tongtong couldn't shirk away, so she could only hug her and pat her back. Many comforting words flashed in her heart, but seeing Gu Zhanqiao's completely confused eyes, she didn't say anything.

Gu Zhanqiao said: "I don't know Song Hengdong at all, who the hell is he?"

Gu Zhanqiao said: "Why do you say that I take drugs? I look so good. What Dalian drug dealers look like is seen in the news."

Gu Zhanqiao said: "How can I be sorry for the company, the company just gave up on me?"

Gu Zhanqiao said again: "Song Aoguan, that little bastard, how can I feel sorry for him, slandering me to stir up news? If it weren't for me, how could he be so popular now?"

Gu Zhanqiao grabbed Mo Tongtong, wrapped her arms around her neck, her eyes were blurred and her lips were red: "Am I annoying? Am I annoying?"

Mo Tongtong didn't drink, but her pale face was flushed, she kept pulling Gu Zhanqiao's arm around her neck, but it didn't help.

Gu Zhanqiao, who was drunk and crazy, was so full of energy that she even held Mo Tongtong's face and wanted to kiss her.

Mo Tongtong and Gu Zhanqiao fought for a long time, and finally when Gu Zhanqiao was exhausted, he hung on her neck and moaned, and Mo Tongtong was also sweating profusely and panting.

She looked around, at the rolling aluminum cans and the spilled liquor, her scalp tingling.

——God, it's so messy.

She wanted to pack her things right away, but Gu Zhanqiao hugged her like a koala.

Mo Tongtong dragged an oil bottle as big as Gu Zhanqiao, and finally put the empty can into a plastic bag, and then wiped the floor and table clean with a rag.

Panting heavily, she found that there was a thin layer of sweat on both herself and Gu Zhanqiao. Under the whitish fluorescent lamp, it seemed to be covered with a layer of pearl powder.

Goosebumps were unbearable again.

Mo Tongtong carried Gu Zhanqiao into the bathroom and threw him into the bathtub.

Then she hesitated.

Gu Zhanqiao's long hair seemed to be black and shiny under the dim yellow light, she blinked her eyes and looked at Mo Tongtong in confusion, her plump lips were slightly parted, and there was a cute and innocent smile on her face.

Mo Tongtong finally reached out and took off her clothes - she couldn't stand someone who was sweating profusely in front of her and went to sleep without taking a shower.

Hot steam rose up to cover her face, Mo Tongtong poured hot water on Gu Zhanqiao's body with a blushing face, watching the water slide down her porcelain-white skin, this scene made her heart beat violently , but soon, all the thoughts faded away, and Mo Tongtong heard crying again.

For some reason, Gu Zhanqiao sat in the bathtub with her legs crossed and cried again.

Mo Tongtong hesitated, and finally poked the opponent's smooth jade shoulder, and said softly: "Gu Zhanqiao, what's wrong with you."

Gu Zhanqiao raised her head, her expression aggrieved: "Why did you call me by my full name, are you angry?"

Mo Tongtong was speechless, hesitantly said: "Qiao Qiao, what's wrong with you."

Gu Zhanqiao rested her chin on her knees, and said again: "I am not wrong."

Mo Tongtong knew that the other party would not listen to her at all, so she pulled out a bath towel and prepared to pick him up.

The other party ignored her naked body, grabbed her arm tightly, and threw the towel aside indiscriminately—Mo Tongtong looked at the towel that fell on the ground, although the ground was as clean as new, and the tiles were white and shiny, As an obsessive-compulsive cleanliness patient, Mo Tongtong will not use it directly again.

She had no choice but to try her best to break free from Gu Zhanqiao's gripping hand, hoping to go to the room to get another one.

As a result, as soon as she took Gu Zhanqiao's hand away, Gu Zhanqiao began to cry loudly: "I'm not sorry for you, I'm not sorry for you, what's wrong with me, I can change it."

Mo Tongtong didn't dare to move.

The wet long hair stuck to the jade-like skin like algae. Gu Zhanqiao sniffed and looked up at Mo Tongtong. Seeing that she was not going to leave, she stopped crying.

Now Gu Zhanqiao is obedient, blinking her eyes, as cute as a doll.

Mo Tongtong had a headache and was in a dilemma.

She had no choice but to listen to Gu Zhanqiao rambling in the bathroom until she fell asleep while talking.

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