Baoyang Chronicle

I don't know how the sponsor told the agent. The agent not only helped me book the first-class flight, but also cheerfully asked me to do a good job before boarding the plane.

Could it be that the funder bluntly said that he was dissatisfied with his desires, so the manager agreed so simply?Then the last sentence "do it well" is too fucking obscene, the sponsor is still filming.

I wondered in my heart.The gentle and beautiful flight attendant smiled at me, "Welcome to board the plane." I nodded my thanks quickly, and carried my small [-]-inch suitcase to the luggage rack.

The box was bought in a duty-free shop when I went abroad with the benefactor. Although the sparrow is small and complete, I love its ability to hold boats in the prime minister’s belly. Fried Lantern Festival...

Of course, this is not for me, nor do I have a sweet tooth.It was the donor who complained to me two days ago that he was not used to eating and had no appetite. I thought that he likes to eat these sweet things, so I thought of bringing him some.

But it was really heavy. I was carrying the suitcase, and my arms were almost broken. It took a lot of effort to make it stay on the luggage rack safely.Fortunately, there were few people in the first class, and not many people watched my large-scale embarrassment scene.

I arranged everything, sat in the soft first-class chair, and continued to think about life.

To be precise, it is to think about why the benefactor wants to support me.

The day I saw the video, I remembered that there was indeed such a thing as he said.In the middle of the night, a starlet knocked on my door, crying like rain, begging me to let him come in and hide.

Back then, the unspoken rules were more rampant than they are now, and I was asked to do some bad things because of the previous soap operas.Make me angry, pour the wine on the grandson's head on the spot.

Of course, no one dared to force me later, and I was too angry.

When the little sweetheart version of Liang Wan knocked on my door, I was in the tragic period of "drinking for a while, and then the crematorium". Incident 2.0, on the spot, the anger grew from the heart to the guts, and I threw a banana peel outside, which made a big somersault on the bastard outside.

I told him: "Those people are the most bullying. The harder you cry in front of them, the more perverted pleasure they will get from it."

Liang Wan nodded obediently, his eyes were clean and pure.

I didn't expect that many years later, Feng Shui would turn around, and no one would dare to subtly rule Liang Wan anymore. As a warrior who resolutely resisted the dark side of the entertainment industry, I was taken care of by him.

I am deeply aware of the impermanence of the world.

You said that Jin mainly told me earlier that he wanted to repay my life-saving grace at that time, and that I could still treat him as a brother, and if nothing happened, we could go out and sing K and watch movies together, just like He Rong Guining did.But the confusion is that the financial master, who is also deeply poisoned, even started this trick when the serf turned himself into the master.

God knows, since he told me "I'll keep you", if it wasn't for the little strawberries I planted all over his body, I would definitely punch him in the face :)

The more I think about it, the more sleepy I become, and the CPU of my brain is seriously overloaded, but anyway, I will see the benefactor soon, so I will ask when the time comes.

I took off my sunglasses and leaned against the visor, thinking like this, and fell asleep.

I fell asleep so soundly, and when I opened my eyes again, the plane had landed smoothly, and the flight attendant said kindly, "See you next time."

I hastily moved the small suitcase down, and as a result, I was anxious and touched my arm. I grinned in pain, and I had to pretend to be graceful in the face of the flight attendant's smile, and calmly dragged the luggage off the plane.

As the saying goes, good fortune never comes singly, so I walked out along the flow of people, trying to call the benefactor to report that I was safe, but when I touched my pocket, it was broken, and I didn’t take my sunglasses.

There are people coming and going at the airport, and going back against the flow of people is no less difficult than Tang Monk learning Buddhist scriptures.I resisted in my heart, so I simply didn't want it. I didn't wear anything before, and no one recognized it.

Facts have proved that Murphy's Law is correct, and people can't have a chance.

There was a scream next to me, and a girl ran over and said to me excitedly, "You are Rong Guining!"

Me: "...I'm Lu Mingze."

"Ah yes! That friend of Rong Guining! I'm your fan! Can you take a photo with me?"

...You misremembered my name and even said you were my fan.Tucao to Tucao, I took a photo with her in a good temper and signed it.

As a result, the girl became a cockroach, and things got out of hand. People who had gone their own ways gradually gathered towards me, like visiting a gorilla in a zoo.It was the first time for me to enjoy this kind of treatment, so I was not mentally prepared, and I was at a loss.

While I was hesitating for a while, people came over one after another. A few bold girls asked me if I could take a photo with them. I still wanted to call the benefactor, but I couldn’t bear to see them smiling so sweetly. If you refuse, you can only eat the bitter fruit.

After seeing off about four girls No.30, the benefactor called frantically: "Did you get off the plane? Where are you? What's wrong? Why didn't you call me?" A series of questions were like cannonballs.

"I just got off the plane and was recognized by fans."

Jin Zhu's tone was a little slow: "Then you have to call me."

I raised my hands in surrender: "I really didn't mean to."

Only then did the benefactor let go: "Okay, where are you, I'll ask my assistant to pick you up."

About 10 minutes later, the assistant of Jinzhu showed a small head from the T2 boarding gate, and then it took another 10 minutes to evacuate the crowd, and I walked out of the airport smoothly.

The assistant took me around the door, and walked to a black car, and then the car door opened by itself, and the benefactor stuck out a small head.

I was startled and subconsciously looked around, but there was no one there.The gold master was calm and calm, and helped me carry the box to the trunk.

I sat in the car and asked him, "Why are you here?"

He still remembered the grudge, and snorted coldly: "I'm not as petty and heartless as someone who doesn't even tell me when I get off the plane."

The assistant jokingly said while driving in front: "Brother Liang knew about Brother Lu's arrival today, so he didn't even bother to shoot the scene. He NGed four times in the morning."

"That's because the person I'm playing with is too bad at acting!"

"Okay, okay, it's too bad, too bad," I quickly comforted: "Okay, don't be angry, the fortune teller said that my horoscope is hard, and I will definitely live to 99."

The gold master glared at me.

One trick didn’t work, so I switched to the next trick and started the miserable mode: “Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, please help me rub my arm, I bumped into it to bring you food.” I stroked my sleeve, and my arm hurt. I lost face, and I gave a thumbs up in my heart.

The gold master really took the bait, and he didn't show his face anymore.He dragged me over with a distressed face, and complained: "Why don't you be careful, I'm not short of this bite."