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

Sang Jiuqing walked down the street with a gloomy face, thinking of Bo Luocheng's expression just now, there was something meaningful in his eyes, he started to care about her.

She said that if he wants to fall in love with her, he cannot do without her...

If Sang Rou knew, it would be very interesting. Her lowly illegitimate daughter robbed her fiancé.

"Sister An, help me contact Director Zhou, that female number one, I will win no matter what."

Sang Jiuqing held her mobile phone and looked at the prosperity of the imperial capital calmly. Since Boluo City refused to help her, she would come by herself.

I really thought that this girl had to pick him up, huh, it seems that I have to find a new benefactor soon.

In the evening, she dressed up specially and went to Wense. These directors are human in front of the audience, but ghosts behind their backs.

The picture in the box was unsightly, Sang Jiuqing looked calm, saw the person he was looking for, and walked in avoiding the crowd.

"Miss Sang, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful in person."

"Where, Director Zhou won an award."

Sang Jiuqing smiled and sat down without even looking at the surrounding scene. Zhou Hong was taken aback by his calmness.

After a while, the waiter brought two glasses of wine and placed them in front of them.

"Miss Sang, how about we let's not talk about business and drink to our heart's content?"

A sneer flashed in Sang Jiuqing's eyes, trying to get her drunk was a bit difficult.

Seeing Zhou Hong reaching out to get the wine, Sang Jiuqing stretched out his hand lightly, and took the lead in picking up the glass that the other party wanted.

"Director Zhou, I respect you."

In such an environment, she should be more careful, and she doesn't know what's in the wine. People like Zhou Hong have a very bad reputation in the circle.

However, all the TV series he directed are high-quality screen products, otherwise there would not be so many actresses who would take the initiative to send them to each other to sleep.

"Miss Sang, please."

Zhou Hong is about 50 years old, and his skin is a little sickly pale, even his fingers are too. It may be that he has been addicted to wine and sex all these years, and his body looks very empty.

Sang Jiuqing drank the wine, put down the glass lightly, turned her head and saw that some actresses had only one piece of underwear left on them, their eyes were still calm.

In a place like the entertainment industry, you don't have a backstage, so you can only sleep step by step like this.

For example, she herself slept in Boluo City, so she has no right to despise them.

Sang Jiuqing looked at it, feeling top-heavy.

Oh, I got caught...

Zhou Hong actually came up with this trick, knowing that she was worried about the drinks, so he deliberately moved the drinks ahead of time and changed the place.

"Miss Sang, are you okay?"

Zhou Hong's hand reached out to Sang Jiuqing's back, stroking it one after another, his eyes full of concern.

"It's okay, Director Zhou, I'm going to the bathroom."

A trace of obscenity flashed in Zhou Hong's eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

Sang Jiuqing sneered in her heart, so what if she took the medicine, she is so strong, it won't work if you take ten packets.

Zhou Hong supported Sang Jiuqing, and after leaving the sight of everyone, his hands became dishonest.

"Miss Sang's waist is really thin..."

Care about you, uncle!

Sang Jiuqing held back the nausea in her heart, grabbed the opponent's hand, and thought about giving him some medicine as well, anyway, she prepared some medicine before the **** came, and the two of them would faint at the same time.

"There is no one in the toilet."

Zhou Hong couldn't wait any longer, as soon as he pushed Sang Jiuqing, he planned to kiss her.

"Tsk."

Sang Jiuqing bumped into a fleshy wall, and was dazed when he hit it. When he looked up, he saw that this was the handsome guy in the magazine, and his heart immediately burst into joy.

"Honey, you came to see me, I hate it, why did you come~"

Mu Bing was taken aback by this scene, seeing Zhou Hong next to him, he probably knew what happened, and naturally hugged the person who rushed towards him.

"I can't find you anywhere, so I asked Director Zhou to drink, girl, don't run around, be careful to meet bad guys."

His voice was pleasant, gentle as water, and he looked at Sang Jiuqing lovingly with his eyes, stroking the few strands of hair that fell beside her ears with his fingertips.

Zhou Hong's face froze, did these two people know each other?

"Mu Tianwang, so you have already returned to China."

"Well, I just arrived today."

Zhou Hong didn't know what to say for a while. Although he was a director, he didn't dare to offend the people in front of him. Leaving aside his mysterious background, his huge fan base alone was enough for him to drink a pot.

"Do you have anything else?"

Mu Bing glanced at Zhou Hong and frowned.

"No...it's okay, since you have found Miss Sang, I'll go back, you guys talk, you talk."

Sang Jiuqing's mind was blank, her mouth was parched, she just felt that the embrace in front of her was unusually cool, she wanted to get closer, a little closer...

Mu Bing looked down at the person who kept moving in his arms, and his hands loosened.

"are you OK?"

Although the voice is gentle, it has no emotion.

Sang Jiuqing froze all over, and only then did she clear her head.

"fine."

She clasped her palms fiercely with her nails, and the piercing pain drove away the shame in her heart.

"I'll take you back, where is your home?"

"Send me to the imperial court."

Sang Jiuqing lowered her eyes, she couldn't go on like this, the medicine was too powerful, she had to find a man right away.

Mu Bing supported him, and gave a gentle "hmm".After the warm color came out, the car quickly drove towards Huangchao.

Sang Jiuqing bit her tongue all the way, trying to wake up a bit, and sweat dripped down her forehead.

When she arrived, she turned around and looked at the smiling gentle man in the car.

"Thank you."

She was serious about what she said, without him, she would not know how to escape Zhou Hong's clutches tonight.

"Ah."

Mu Bing closed the car window, that pretty face gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a vague phantom.

……

Boluo City is in a very unhappy mood today, very unhappy. If he is upset, everyone will not want to have a good life, so now, all the high-level executives are holding meetings in the office.

Facing Mr. Mou who was sitting with a dark face, everyone didn't dare to take a breath.

"Young Master Bai, people need you..."

Hearing this voice before seeing anyone, everyone in the meeting room trembled, and Boluo City frowned fiercely.

In a blink of an eye, Sang Jiuqing came in from the outside with a flushed face, and Nan Shi followed helplessly.

Like a bird returning to its nest, Sang Jiuqing threw herself into Bo Luocheng's arms.

"Sang Jiuqing..."

Bo Luocheng gritted his teeth and said these words, his eyes were reddened by the person in his arms, and when he looked up, everyone lowered their heads pretending to be ostriches, got up and rolled out one after another.

This Miss Sang is not only a savior, but also a real mother.

After Boluo City found out that something was wrong with Sang Jiuqing, he stepped back and leaned back on the chair. Heh, this woman was drugged.