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Jiang Hanguang changed several angles, trying to make the half-eaten fish look less horrible, and posted Feige.

She struggled for a while about what text to match, and then followed the advice of professionals, and added a sentence casually.

"Eat well."

The second after Feige sent it, the number of comments and likes began to skyrocket.

Delirious: Wife, wife look at me!

The one who was moved to cry: Mr. Jiang, you acted so well, woo woo woo, thank you for giving Mo Yan a second life.

Just kidding: Are you the legendary fastest top streamer?

It's nothing to look for: the acting is just like that, it's just set off by the leading actors, she used to be more aura than now, if she didn't marry the rich second generation for money, and was abandoned by others, she would also be reduced Not to this kind of field.

Courageous: When the upstairs commits a crime, it is best to show evidence first, and you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue.

And those who established the support club overnight: Welcome everyone to join the "Liuguang" family, let's like Jiang Hanguang together!

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the light in the not-so-spacious second bedroom of the old-fashioned apartment was still on, and the bed that hadn't been blessed by the owner was as flat as it had never been slept on.

There is a large cloth bag with many small bags pasted on the old wooden desk, and each small cloth bag contains a cute toy doll. Compared with these beautiful dolls, there are very few things on the table, only A glass vase with fake flowers, a small pen holder, a thick script and an electronic reader.

Jiang Hanguang sat at the table, brushing her phone upright. She was actually very sleepy. When she was at Feng's house before, she had a regular schedule. If Feng Nan and the people he brought home didn't disturb her, most I went to bed before ten o'clock, and the biological clock developed in ten years was quickly restored after a short vacation after being briefly interrupted by the life of the crew.

But at this moment, her spirit was extremely excited. Looking at the endless scrolling comments, her heart was filled with various emotions related to it.

Happy to see good comments, sad to see bad comments, floating emotions floating on the surface, which can neither touch the soul, but also continue to provoke people's sensitive nerves.

I am looking forward to being recognized, this is what Jiang Hanguang understood when he starred in "South Wind".

At that time, she followed the crew to participate in a promotional event, a group of fans caught up with her, and one of the round-faced little girls gave her a large bouquet of flowers and said with a smile on her face, "I like your Nanfeng the most! Let’s work hard in the future.”

Favorite is such a precious description, so precious that it will not appear hypocritical and deliberate if it is said from the mouth of a young man like the sun.

To this day, Jiang Hanguang can no longer remember the girl's face, but he still remembers her expectant eyes.

It's a pity that all kinds of failures later made them disappointed.

I don't know where that child is now, and whether he has fallen in love with someone worthy of liking.

As sincere as those loves are, they are as fragile as they are.

Jiang Hanguang knew better than anyone else, but when she got it, she still felt that a place in her heart that had been empty for a long time was falsely filled.

She longs for this sense of fullness, just like a person who is extremely sweet but has never had candy, and would rather drown in water with only a little sweetness.

Nor did she dare to desire more.

The comments were still scrolling, and Jiang Hanguang's eyes were a little watery. She rubbed it lightly, but saw a comment marked "People You Follow".

Cheng Ying: "Have a good rest, good night."

When Jiang Hanguang saw this sentence, he thought of Cheng Ying's expression almost instantly.

It was still the kind of smirk, "I know you are spying on the screen, go and rest."

Her face became hot for no reason, as if someone had caught her for doing something bad, she decisively turned off her phone, washed up and went to sleep.

The powerful biological clock played its role as soon as she lay on the bed, and Jiang Hanguang fell into a deep sleep.

But tonight, many people are destined to stay up all night.

Hua Ran has already dropped her mobile phone and a whole set of handmade tea sets in the magnificent Hua family villa, and the servants stand aside tremblingly, neither daring to step forward to stop her nor to leave.

I'm afraid that this little princess who has never suffered from childhood has committed suicide by jumping off the building if she disagrees with her.

Hua Ran was also tired from the fall, panting and sitting on the sofa, her beautiful face was full of distorted anger.

Did those audiences have eyes and dare to call her crazy?

Why did Cheng Ying send out those scrapped films?She really had an affair with Jiang Hanguang!

And Jiang Hanguang, Jiang Hanguang!Hua Ran ground the name to pieces between her teeth.

She automatically imagined Jiang Hanguang's smug expression, and instantly became angry again, grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it on the ground hard.

It must be that Jiang Hanguang was dissatisfied with her, so he and Cheng Ying blew the pillow wind to hurt her like this!

She will never make it easier for her, never!

She shouted at the servant beside her, "Go and get me a new mobile phone!"

Xu Ning curled up on the bed, brushing Cheng Ying's flying pigeon over and over again. Most of the following were praises for Jiang Hanguang, and occasionally her fans asked why Cheng Ying didn't send her messages.

Her originally black and white eyes were bloodshot now, and she sat on the bedside with disheveled hair, like a female ghost whose soul had been captured, just staring at Cheng Ying's head in a daze.

That small and old iron-skinned robot is so familiar yet so strange, it has forwarded its own news countless times, but at this time, it has nothing to do with itself.

Its owner is so gentle, but so ruthless, not long after abandoning her, he raised new flowers in captivity.

Jiang Hanguang...Xu Ning looked at the world, she was really beautiful, more beautiful than herself and Bai Ruo combined.

Xu Ning bit his broken lip, tears streaming down his cheeks.

But she is still not reconciled.

Cheng Ying didn't sleep either, she already had extremely poor sleep quality and had a habit of staying up late, not to mention having to deal with a series of phone calls from Cheng's media executives at this time.

In the projection room, the discussion about Baiyi was constantly being refreshed on the bright screen alone, and Cheng Ying could almost imagine Cheng Mantou rolling happily in this huge data stream, like a bear thrown into a honeypot.

She was tired cross-legged, and now she put one foot on the chair, supported the hand holding the phone with her knee, and dangled the other leg underneath, rubbing her temples vigorously to listen to the nonsense of the person on the other end of the phone.

Kong You said in a bit of difficulty, "Mr. Cheng, this white dress was not well photographed. You can take it down and reshoot it. It's not kind to use the company's failed work as a stepping stone for your own artists, isn't it?"

You are so capable, you should buckle it down.

Cheng Ying despised him in his heart. In fact, Cheng's media executives, at least Kong You, knew that the collapse of "White Clothes" was inevitable, and no drama could come back against the wind with Hua Ran as the leading role.

After all, others are at most strong winds, but Miss Hua Ran is an out-and-out hurricane plus sandstorm.

In the final analysis, in order to please Cheng Liang behind Hua Ran, he lost the money if he lost it.

But the question is, who is responsible for this?

Hua Ran must bear the brunt of the blow, but Cheng's media will inevitably be criticized, at least they will be sentenced to the crime of polluting people's eyes with lax film review.

But with Hua Ran around, they didn't dare not work hard to promote it.

At this time, it is necessary to introduce an insignificant scapegoat.

This scapegoat has gained a notorious reputation. It is best to take the blame and save the company from dire straits.

The self who was named outside was chosen by Kong You as the lucky one.

Cheng Ying knew Kong You's intentions from the moment she saw the film.

If it wasn't for Jiang Hanguang, she wouldn't mind being taken advantage of, that would be more in line with her personality.

But now that she has signed Jiang Hanguang, she has to use this to make a fuss.

What's more, Hua Ran has bullied Jiang Hanguang for so long.

How can there be no compensation at all?

There was a bit of sarcasm in Cheng Ying's eyes, but she couldn't hear it at all, "Mr. Kong, what are you saying? It's the same as what I said on purpose. I don't have the guts. My brother won't pick it up if he knows it." My skin? I really think this film was shot well, and the reason why I posted this clip today is that I was so entangled by the artist, so if I get popular, who knew it would turn out like this?"

What she said was well-founded, whether Kong You believed it or not, she couldn't make a mistake.

Kong You knew that it was meaningless to be serious with her at this time, so he could only pretend to be magnanimous, "Forget it, at least Miss Jiang has completely turned around this time, and the company has added a good artist, and her face is not too pale. leave."

Cheng Ying immediately pushed forward, "Our family Hanguang is only popular now, and has no works, and it is not a long-term solution. If there are any good books recently, Mr. Kong will help to pay attention to them?"

"Okay, okay, don't worry, Mr. Cheng."

Kong You probably had a lot of aftermath matters to deal with, and he didn't want to waste any more time with her, so he agreed and hung up the phone.

Cheng Ying didn't really place her hopes on him. In just a short while, three or four clever advertisers had already contacted her, but she rejected them all.

Although the current situation looks good, it is far from the time to relax.

Jiang Hanguang's current popularity is only based on the huge failure of "White Clothes" and that small short film, and the fan base has not changed much.

If you don't seize the opportunity to come up with some anti-zao works, passers-by who have a good impression will leave in the blink of an eye.

At that time, the vengeful fans of the two of Hua Lang will be enough for her to worry about.

Cheng Ying frowned and wrote and drew on the tablet.

The filming cycle is too long, and short films are of little value...

From the current point of view, live variety shows are the best choice.

Cheng Ying found a list of live variety shows that are about to start filming from the intranet of the Film and Television Management Office. After a rough scan, all types are complete.

She picked out a few reliable production teams, wrote a rough introduction, and planned to ask Jiang Hanguang to discuss it tomorrow.

Speaking of it, it seems that it is time to discuss the issue of character design with Han Guang.

Cheng Ying has always disapproved of a strong personality. In her opinion, an illiterate who insists on pretending to be an intellectual belongs to being an upright person, and sooner or later she will reveal her secrets and retaliate.

But this does not mean that she will not use the rules of the circle to amplify the inherent characteristics of some artists to benefit herself.

Cheng Ying thought about it not long ago, Jiang Hanguang, who obviously encountered a great thing on the phone, but was still extremely cautious, and even the clockwork flying pigeon wanted to confirm with himself, smiled meaningfully, and wrote a few sentences on the handwriting board talk.

Some sense of distance.

Many many beautiful.

Many, many well-behaved.

There is also a little bit of softness.

Do you like such a sister?