Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

"It's really shameless. It's obvious that they are consuming fans, and that group of people are still happily paying for it."

"Crazy thinking about money, ha ha."

"Idiot fans, money-worshiping idols."

Because Sang Jiuqing didn't say what the money was used for, and she had already given all these things to An Hong, so she didn't care about the comments on the Internet.

After working all night, An secretly made a phone call behind Sang Jiuqing's back. She seemed very happy.

Sang Jiuqing didn't bother to bother, knowing that this person had a sense of propriety, so after a brief grooming, he went to bed.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, he vaguely touched a warm and hard chest, and was terrified. When he opened his eyes, he saw the beautiful face of Boluo City. The opponent's impulse to kick down.

If you come a few more times, you may be scared to have a heart attack.

Sighing, just as she was about to take someone's hand away from her waist, she felt a weight on her body, and when she raised her eyes, she met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Sang Jiuqing knew what the other party was going to do. He hooked his hands and raised his eyebrows. This man was injured, so he wasn't afraid of the wound being cracked.

"Young Master Bai, are you sure?"

Sang Jiuqing held the hand of the other party who was taking off her pajamas, raised her eyebrows, and stared at the bandage on his chest. This man was really desperate.

Bo Luocheng was hot all over now, and he didn't want to hear Sang Jiuqing's rambunctious words at all. When the ribbon was pulled, the attractive scenery was revealed, his pupils shrank, and his movements suddenly became rude.

Sang Jiuqing raised her neck, and worked hard to cooperate with the other party, taking care of his injury.

"Are you really okay?"

"Ah."

There was a little sweat on the forehead of Bo Luocheng, and he slowly clasped Sang Jiuqing's hand. It seemed that since that time, he liked the feeling of interlocking fingers.

When everything returned to calm, Sang Jiuqing was so stunned that she couldn't open her eyes, but the hand that was clinging to Boluo City's neck slowly slid down, and when she touched the wet area, she was startled and reached out to open the room with a "snap". lights in.

This time I was so angry that I wanted to throw this person out, the bed was now a tragic scene, blood-stained and messy, if outsiders saw it, they would only think it was a murder scene.

"Boluo City!"

Boluo City had a pale face, closed his eyes and crashed to death.

Sang Jiuqing pulled him up, and called Nan Shi in the middle of the night. Boluo City let the other party pull him to sit on the sofa in the living room. It was very strange. Seeing Sang Jiuqing angry, he I didn't feel any pain at all, but felt comfortable all over.

The corner of his mouth curled up, no matter what he recited, no one would die anyway.

"Sang Jiuqing, are you caring about me?"

Sang Jiuqing was laughed at by the other party, and at this time, he was still in the mood to ask this, could it be that he died under the peony flower, and that being a ghost is also flirtatious?It's kind of ironic to think about it.

"I care about your fart, but it's just a thigh. If you die, I can still hook up with others."

Bo Luocheng raised his eyebrows, it was really duplicity, this woman is just stubborn.

After a while, Nanshi came with the south wind. Seeing the blood on Boluo City's back, his face turned pale with fright, and then he looked at Sang Jiuqing who was blushing. He knew why the wound was tight without guessing. opened.

Nan Feng's eyes darkened, and a nameless anger surged in his heart, but his hands showed no mercy at all, and the torn bandages were still covered with flesh.

"Brother... Take it easy..." Nan Shi frowned and said.

Nanfeng brushed Bo Luocheng's face, his lips were white, Guan felt pain even looking at it.

Bo Luocheng pursed his lips tightly, without saying a word, big beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

After the bandage was finished, he threw himself into Sang Jiuqing's arms aggrieved. Sang Jiuqing looked at the bloody bandage and trembled in his heart.

Nanfeng let out a "humph", and left the villa with the medicine box in hand, not bothering to care about the people inside.

Sang Jiuqing got to know this person a little better, and knew that the other person seemed to dislike her, so she pushed Boluo City.

"Go back."

"Do not."

Boluo City closed his eyes, his face was a little pale, and when he saw Nan Shi beside him, he rubbed his temples.

"Who has made that guy unhappy recently?"

That guy is of course the guide wind.

Nan Shi shook his head, isn't that person always like this, moody and ruthless to everyone.

After such a toss, the sky outside was already bright. An Hong rubbed her eyes and came out. Seeing the two extra people in the living room, she was a little confused. After a brief daze, she calmly brushed her teeth and washed her face, and then started to make breakfast. .

Sang Jiuqing still had a scene to catch up with today. Seeing that Bo Luocheng's expression improved, she was relieved and rushed to the set with An Hong.

It was only when she stepped inside that she felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere inside, and her footsteps paused, only to realize that there was an old man in a Tang suit sitting beside her. She had the impression that it should be the old man of the Li family.

What is he doing on set?You can't come to find yourself.

Sang Jiuqing shook her head amusedly. Just as she was about to deny this idea, she saw a man who looked like a butler walking to her side.

"Miss Sang, the old man has something to talk to you about."

Sang Jiuqing didn't refuse, she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong, and even if it was because of her and Li Yaqian, the dignified old man of the Li family would not lose his worth to the point of arguing with a junior.

The crew were whispering aside, probably guessing the identity of the old man.

Li Rong looked at the woman who walked in front of him. This is the person Luo Cheng likes. She doesn't look like a socialite or lady, and her face is even a bit ugly.

His granddaughter was actually compared to such a person.

Sang Jiuqing didn't speak, and if the other party came to her, there must be something wrong, and she didn't think it was a good thing.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Rong spoke, Sang Jiuqing felt a little funny. Maybe these people have stayed in high positions for a long time, so the tone of his voice was full of gifts.

"Leave the imperial capital."

Li Rong's eyes were sharp. If it was someone else, he would have been too scared to speak. After all, Li Rong was also a good soldier in the army when he was young. At that time, it was still frightening.

But Sang Jiuqing was not afraid, why would she leave the imperial capital because of a word from these people.

"Don't Mr. Li think this sentence is ridiculous? Because of your words, I will give up everything here. I want to ask, why?"

Sang Jiuqing originally had the mentality to talk to the other party, but he was so merciless the moment he opened his mouth, why should she put a hot face on a cold ass.

Li Rong's chest was constricted by the other party's casual attitude, and he tightened his hands on the crutches. If it wasn't for this person, probably that kid in Los Angeles would have gotten together with Yaqian, after all, the two had known each other since childhood.

"Old man, you are right to love your granddaughter, but people's hearts are fleshy. I have no background, and I don't have a grandfather who can spoil me, but I can't just give up life here, so I'm sorry, I agree to your request No."

Sang Jiuqing had a sneer on her face, and she wanted to turn around and leave. She felt that there was no need to continue the conversation. She earned everything by herself, and she didn't feel sorry for anyone.

"I can make it up to you. That boy in Los Angeles is not suitable for you. You won't be together. With your status here, the high society in the imperial capital will not accept you."

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows. She never thought of being accepted by the high society in the imperial capital. After all, she knew exactly how much she weighed, and the corners of her lips curled into a hook.

"Old man, you think too much. I never thought of marrying into the Bai family, so you don't have to worry. If you have this little time, you might as well teach your granddaughter how to behave."

"you!"

Li Rong stood up with a "wow", this man is really eloquent.

The butler next to him was also a little stunned. She was still so calm in the face of the old man's aura. Miss Sang was really a special person.

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows. She originally thought that the old man of the Li family should be a sensible person, but she didn't expect to come to the door in person for such a thing. Heh, she understood how Li Yaqian's character came from, it was all spoiled .

Sang Jiuqing stopped talking, turned around and walked towards the dressing room. Seeing An Hong's concerned eyes, she shook her head.

Li Rong didn't expect that when he came here in person, he could touch the ashes on his nose, and his face was very ugly.

"This girl is relying on Luocheng's preference, and no one pays attention to it. Sooner or later she will suffer."

Li Rong is not an unreasonable person, he knew that it would be impolite to come to Sang Jiuqing rashly this time, but on the one hand, that child Yaqian made a lot of trouble, on the other hand, he was just curious about what kind of magic power this person had, and was lost Not to mention that brat in Los Angeles, Mr. Bai also praised her a lot, and her aura just now was really special.

The housekeeper knew that the old man's anger just now was just faking, but what he said was true. He hoped that Miss Sang would leave the imperial capital, so that Master Bai and Miss Yaqian could be together.

"Let's go."

Li Rong sighed, leaning on crutches and walking towards the door of the crew, his eyes darkened when he thought of something, he admired this girl a little bit, but Yaqian is his granddaughter, so people's hearts will inevitably be biased.

When Sang Jiuqing was sitting on the chair, she was still a little depressed, but she was only depressed for a while, then she took out the script and started to read it. The makeup was already done, and she just had to wait for her camera and go straight to it.

Sang Jiuqing was fascinated, and when he looked up again, he found a man in a casual suit standing in the mirror, while the other people in the dressing room had already gone out, and the door was locked.

Frowning, he put down the script, this person is very dangerous.

"who are you?"

She asked, with a hint of sharpness hidden in her voice, and a hint of vigilance on her face.

Mu Jue's gun turned twice in his hand, and slowly pointed at Sang Jiuqing's chest with a teasing smile on his face.

"Sang Jiuqing?"

"I'm."

Sang Jiuqing didn't panic at all, but was thinking about who sent this person, and the strong aura on him made it obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

"Hey, don't blame me. Someone paid for your life."