Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 575 It’s hard to escape after provoking Young Master Gu by mistake (25)

Throughout the night, Gu Ling looked at the hollow ceiling, feeling the aftermath of cyber violence.

When she clicked on those comments, nine out of ten were overwhelmingly scolding her for P pictures to win.

Some sharp-eyed people have discovered that the clothing in this photo is exactly the look of the heroine in the previous popular costume drama when she was young.

Without further ado, the person began to attack Wen Nuan eccentrically. This picture is P's, maybe even the face is not his own, and there was a lot of echoing voices below.

It's as if everything has been agreed, but there are hundreds of blessings in the news of people who have not followed me, so why are they all infamy here.

Netizens are really irritable.Someone also dug up her Weibo ID to provide strong evidence: She never posts selfies, why wouldn't she post selfies if they look good?

It must be because I am afraid of being ugly to others.

Gu Ling was depressed——Wu Nuan didn't take selfies before because she was too lazy to take them, and she didn't usually use these social software, but she just occasionally retweeted Weibo to lower the winning rate of others, or liked a certain celebrity's selfie.

Why do they have this kind of god logic that if you don't take a selfie, you are ugly?
Sorrow, worry, and then Gu Ling fell asleep.

After sleeping until dawn, she opened her eyes and looked at a yellow light and shadow on the ceiling, and thought of a sentence.

There is nothing difficult in the world, just give up.

Now that she has bound a friendship with Yizhen Jianshu, she can approach Gu Zhenshu through this bridge in the future, and this opportunity of being an image ambassador is not bad.

The main reason is that she is afraid of online violence. After all, the heart of a 16-year-old girl beats under the fourth rib of her left chest.

Gu Ling's emotions are hers, and her emotions are also Gu Ling's.

Just when Gu Ling persuaded herself to sleep until noon and simply miss the audition time in the morning, she suddenly remembered that she still had an appointment with Gu Zhenshu today.

She frowned slightly, as she felt a faint sense of uneasiness.

Forget it, get up and have breakfast first, and let nature take its course.

So, she changed her clothes and went downstairs, and saw Lao Wen was holding the phone again, drooling non-stop.

Old Wen paused slightly when he saw his daughter going downstairs, held the handset, and asked her, "Are you feeling better? Do you want Dad to take you to school?"

Just as Gu Ling was about to point her head down, she turned her head [-] degrees abruptly, almost breaking her neck.

"Still have a headache."

"There's porridge I made specially for you in the stew pot, you should eat some, you know? If you still feel uncomfortable later, Dad will take you to the hospital for water hang."

Old Wen's eyes were gentle, not at all as ferocious as when he spat just now.

There was a warm current in Gu Ling's heart, she pursed her lips and nodded.

It turns out that old Wentou is not inseparable as soon as he is attached to the phone. He will still take time to cook porridge for his daughter, and he will also take time to take her to the hospital.

Thinking of this, she still blamed herself a little. Just as she was about to say something, Old Wen started a war with the other end of the phone again.

Gu Ling opened the stew pot, and there was a lump of dark and unknown objects. The original color and shape of the rice grains could not be seen, and the layers of burnt smell that came out were more like a mysterious force from another world.

Fortunately, he didn't give her a chance to confess her mistake at that time.

So she just made herself a cup of hot milk, and was about to turn upstairs.

The doorbell rang, and Old Wen was still debating impassionedly, as if he couldn't hear anything.

Gu Ling had no choice but to put down the milk and ran to open the door, it was indeed Gu Zhenshu.

"Wow, you came early."

Gu Zhenshu had faint dark circles under his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I rushed over as soon as I finished filming."

Gu Ling blinked, feeling awkward after not entertaining guests for many years: "Come in first."

The man raised his wrist to check the time, and then looked at her: "No, are you ready? We're leaving now."

Gu Ling nodded, then suddenly ran back to get the milk she hadn't had time to drink just now, and handed it to him with both hands: "You drink it, I just made it."

There was a moment of hesitation in the man's eyes, and finally he gurgled down into his stomach.

He finished drinking and said, "I don't like drinking milk."

Gu Ling's stomach growled.Then spit it out for me!
(End of this chapter)