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Chapter 18 This chapter is Miss Lyric

Ji Jingshui was stunned for a few seconds, and decisively pulled his husband to stand up quickly and ran away.

Facts have proved once again that Ji Jingshui looks delicate and weak, but is actually a Vajra Barbie.

Yan Jingce had almost no strength to fight back, and was pulled up and ran away. For a moment, he felt that he was Ji Jingshui's little wife.

Yan Luo:…?

She stood at the door for a few seconds, confirming that the couple had not come back, then turned around and returned to the room.

This Yan family is very cunning.

Ji Jingshui pulled Yan Jingce out of Yan Luo's sight before stopping panting.

"It's so dangerous." She patted her up and down chest.

Yan Jingce said quietly, "What's the danger? If Luo's eyes are not problematic, we will both be discovered if nothing unexpected happens."

Anyway, his character has ruined 10% of it.

Yan Jingce looked down at his wrist, which was so painful that he was holding, and it was slightly purple. He held Ji Jingshui's shoulders, stared at his beautiful wife's big, moist eyes, and said softly, "Wife."

Ji Jingshui shyly met his deep pupils, his cheeks were slightly red, and his voice was as small as a mosquito, "What's wrong? Husband."

Yan Jingce said seriously, "You confess to your husband, were you a dancer or a martial arts practitioner before?"

Ji Jingshui really thought about it carefully, "My mother's family is indeed practicing martial arts for generations. In the past, my grandfather said that I was a martial arts genius and was born with great strength. But my father's family also practiced dancing for generations. He also said that I was born suitable for dancing. My mother said that my grandfather and grandfather had been fighting for me for what he had learned!"

"In the end, my grandfather lost the game and guessing, and I learned folk dance."

She said curiously, "Husband, how do you know that my grandfather's family practices martial arts?"

Yan Jingce: How can I know it with my purple wrist.

He sighed faintly, "My wrist told me."

Ji Jingshui:?

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Yan Luo experienced another hour of torture on the physical and chemistry test paper, as well as Yan Wang's incompetence and roar of despair, and finally completed the test paper and completed the task of learning Ji.

She hung up the phone and collapsed on the bed without moving, like mud that could not be supported on the wall.

Studying is really a bald thing.

Especially, it makes Yan Wang bald.

The tightly held the phone and started to vibrate again. Yan Luo was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes. He answered the phone and said "feed" lazily.

"Xiao Guai!!!" Jiang Dong's excitement could simply overflow from the phone, "You are so awesome!!!"

Yan Luo was barely driven away by the roar on the phone. She opened her eyes and sat up: "What's wrong?"

"You sold all the 200 bags of snacks from Uncle Wang's food shop?!" Jiang Dong's admiration and shock in his tone successfully pleased Yan Luo, who couldn't help but praise him, "You are so great!"

Yan Luo's mouth was rising wildly, and she waved her hand as if shy, "No, I'm just one hundred million excellent ones."

Please praise her as much as possible and don't be afraid that she will swell.

"By the way, Xiaoguai," Jiang Dong suddenly remembered the purpose of calling, "Our boss has won a place for a talent show for you."

"Yo," Yan Luo raised his eyebrows, "Where does our company have such channels?"

Are not all the places for those talent shows available only to major entertainment companies?

"Actually, I couldn't win, because you exceeded your goal today, and Uncle Wang's food shop also raised his mouth and won the quota." Jiang Dong explained, his tone full of honor, "Anyway, if you have a quota, go."

Yan Luo sighed. She was coaxed and tricked and sent to a big factory by her agent in her previous life. As a result, she became popular because of her appearance and popularity is close to the popularity king with a fan base. In several periods of votes, she even reached the first place.

Although they encountered dark scenes such as cutting shots and suppressing tickets in the later stage, the last episode still relied on their super-powered fans to change their fates and turned the tables and squeezed out the royal family to enter the debut position.

It’s a pity that on the night she debuted, the overwhelming and untrue "black material" hit her. In an instant, public opinion reversed and backfired on her. She was scolded by the whole network.

Netizens only know that they are either black or white, and follow the trend and curse people. Except for their own fans, no one has ever heard her small call for help or defend her.

She retired from the verge of a civil servant exam and exempted the liquidated damages from the original company, which gradually faded out of people's sight.

"Brother Dong, you know that although the talent show depends on fan voting, it is ultimately about strength. Without strength, how can we compete with other talented and powerful players?"

"Does it depend on your face? But this is always unfair to those contestants who have worked hard for many years, and they are flocking to those countless people and treat them as the stage of their dreams."

"Even if you debut, people are always optimistic. Fans may like my face, my figure, and my personality. But in the end, someone will use my strength to refute or even insult them. I don't want them to retreat because of my own problems. I want those who like me to be fearless and proud."

"The so-called overnight popularity may bring you temporary popularity. Without real strength, everything will eventually become nothingness. Times change very quickly. Netizens are good at creating gods and destroying gods. They may praise one top stream today, and tomorrow they may be another top stream."

Yan Luo was very thoughtful and wanted to dispel Jiangdong's idea. She had enough of this in her previous life.

"Xiao Guai, I understand the truth..."

Yan Luo said again, "No, Brother Dong, you don't understand. You don't know how terrible it is when public opinion backlashes. No one listens to your defense. They only believe that they 'what they saw with their own eyes', but never listens to the parties' explanation."

"You don't know the feeling of someone who was praising you the day before, and the next day you saw her insulting you crazy the next day."

"That's a feeling that the whole world has abandoned you."

Yan Luo spoke with great sincerity, and was full of tears. Although he added billions of details, it was still what she said in her heart.

The whole network praised her and scolded her for a few days. Although she didn't care much about the words she scolded her, her heart was always empty.

Jiangdong couldn't help it anymore, "Xiao Guai, I understand the truth, but what our company is trying for you is - Shengguan?"

"The kind that manages the daily life of players."

Yan Luo:...

Oh shit.
Chapter completed!
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