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

Sang Jiuqing let out a "hiss" in pain, raised his eyes and saw the man with a stormy face, his heart trembled, could it be that he was thinking wrong?

There was a bit of a smile on his face, his little hands hooked Bo Luocheng's neck, he cast a wink, and he didn't care about the fishy sweetness at the corner of his mouth, he looked like a queen who had just sucked blood, and there was still a smile in her eyes. Intoxicating style.

"Young Master Bai, I want too many things, and I can't finish talking in a while."

"for example?"

Bo Luocheng stopped, pulled him out of the elevator, walked towards his suite, threw Sang Jiuqing directly on the bed, his eyes were filled with bottomless darkness, and his voice was cold.

"Sang Jiuqing, I don't have much patience."

Sang Jiuqing was stunned when he was dumped, and this man was so fucking crazy, he was really hard to serve, so he frowned.

"Will you give me anything I want?"

Bo Luocheng raised his eyebrows, seeing the other party's appearance, he wondered if he was going to be enlightened?There was a smile in his eyes, and his voice softened.

"Well, as long as you want, as long as I have."

Sang Jiuqing's eyes lit up, and she glanced at Boluo City.

"Then what, Young Master Bo, when I first met you, I thought you... that watch on your wrist is pretty good."

Not only is it not bad, she counted it quietly at night, and there are 280 diamonds on it, how much money does it cost.

The corner of Bo Luocheng's mouth twitched, and he took off the watch on his wrist in annoyance, and threw it straight to someone, his face was already a little dark.

"anything else?"

"Master Bai, that pen holder on your desk last time..."

It was an old red sandalwood brush holder from the Ming Dynasty. It was sold for 250 million at the auction. It was quite a sensation at the time, but it was unexpected in Boluo City.

Boluo City's face was completely dark, and he kicked the hotel chair away, so annoyed that he wanted to strangle the woman on the bed to death, feeling like he was about to explode.

"I……"

"To shut up!"

Sang Jiuqing was taken aback, put the watch into her bag, and looked innocently at the irritable person, this action made Bo Luocheng's liver hurt again.

As soon as she untied her sleeves, she rushed towards Sang Jiuqing. This woman was deliberately playing a fool with him, wasn't she?
"Oh, Young Master Bai, please take it easy..."

"Shut up! I don't want to hear another word from you!"

Bo Luocheng's fire-breathing eyes stared at Sang Jiuqing, and his hands were irritatedly pulling at the opponent's fabric.

Sang Jiuqing looked at the ceiling, a smile flashed in her eyes, like a pool of warm spring water flowing into her life, it was just that warmth, after a slight pause, it disappeared without a trace.

……

When she woke up, the news on the Internet was still buzzing. Sang Jiuqing logged into her account, only to find that her fan count had exceeded 3000 million overnight, and she was a little dazed.

As for the name Sang Jiuqing, it was on the hot list early in the morning, and there was a word "explosive" next to it.

It turned out that some people suspected that she bought fans, and more and more voices doubted her.

Sang Jiuqing smiled, these people were full, moved their fingers, and posted the first news in their lives.

——Zombie fans give me a comment, thank you.

This is undoubtedly an insult to netizens, but when her fans saw this Weibo, they felt dumbfounded, why is the goddess so cute.

"I laughed like a pig."

"Goddess, this style of painting is wrong, it's fresh and tactful."

"Sang Jiuqing, I beg you, sleep with me."

In a short while, the number of comments exceeded 50, and the number of retweets exceeded one million. This kind of appeal and influence can be regarded as No.1 among celebrities.

This has to make other stars jealous, after all, Sang Jiuqing can't even produce a decent work.

"Sister Wen, Sang Jiuqing's lawyer's letter has been delivered to the door. If we don't pay back the money, we will really go to court."

The little assistant finished speaking tremblingly, a little afraid to look at the face of the person in front of him, but recently he couldn't even get a script, let alone a salary or something.

Wen Yan's face was tense, and his hands were slowly clenched into fists. It's ridiculous to think about it. She can't even get [-] million yuan for a movie queen, and she still hasn't received the script. Sang Yun International is really ruthless. , said Xuezang is Xuezang, anyway, she also helped earn so much money back then, the speed of turning her face is really fast.

"How far is it?"

"Three... 3000 million."

A look of embarrassment cracked on Wen Yan's face. Her clothes and jewelry were not worth this amount before, but now she is actually troubled by this, heh.

"Why don't you pick out some bags and shoes and sell them..."

The little assistant frowned and suggested, seeing the suddenly gloomy face of the person in front of him, he lowered his head and did not speak.

"no!"

Wen Yan's eyes were red with anger, if she sold those, what would she use to support the scene in the future, she couldn't wear those miscellaneous brands to meet people!
"Didn't the chairman of the General Electric Company ask me out last time? I called him and said I agreed."

Wang Chengming, the chairman of the Electric Corporation, is an old pervert. If it wasn't for the urgent time, she wouldn't even bother with that kind of person. She is bald and has a beer belly. It makes her feel sick just thinking about it.

"it is good."

The little assistant agreed, turned around and started calling, and immediately booked a hotel at [-]pm.

Wen Yan endured the nausea in his stomach, put on some makeup, checked that there was not much time left, and asked the assistant to send him there, his face was not good-looking along the way.

It wasn't until he entered the door of the room that he forced a smile on his face.

"Wang Dong, you came so early."

Wang Chengming's eyes turned around the other party's body, a little contemptuous, this person who used to dismiss him, and invited him tonight must have come to a dead end.

"Queen of Film, take off your clothes, 3000 million a night."

The smile on Wen Yan's face froze, the smile that had been pulled away with great difficulty fell, and his face turned pale.

"What? Didn't you ask for money tonight? If not, then I'm leaving. "

Wang Chengming's face was a bit impatient, 3000 million yuan a night was much more expensive than the ladies outside, if it wasn't because she was the actress, he wouldn't have come at all, after all, he hadn't played with the actress yet.

Wen Yan was trembling all over, her dignity, everything about her, was being stepped on by the other party now, and she couldn't refute a word at all, because she needed money.

The trembling fingertips slowly unbuttoned it, which was even more disgusting than Zhou Hong's time.

Wang Chengming waited a little impatiently, pulled her over, and tore her dress to tatters with his hands.

"What are you pretending to be innocent? Didn't you just have sex with Zhou Hong not long ago? I don't know how many people have used this body, and now you still pretend to me!"

Wang Chengming was unceremonious, and his movements were very rude. His wrinkled skin rubbed against Wen Yan one after another. Wen Yan felt nauseous, pinched the bed sheet tightly with his fingers, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Sang Jiuqing!It's all Sang Jiuqing!You wait for me!I will let you taste the humiliation I suffered! !

After Wang Chengming finished, he lifted his trousers and threw the 3000 million check in Wen Yan's face with a strange tone.

"Wen Yinghou didn't even look at me before, but now she's lying under me like a dog. I really didn't expect it, hahaha."

Wang Chengming tidied himself up, laughed and walked out.

Wrapped in the bed sheet, Wen Yan tremblingly picked up the check and put it in his bag. His eyes were full of unwillingness. If eyes could kill, Wang Chengming would have died thousands of times.

The assistant knocked on the door and brought in clean clothes with his head down.

Wen Yan took it quietly, went into the bathroom and brushed himself inside and out several times, looked at his distorted face in the mirror, and angrily threw the shower gel on the mirror.

"Bitch!! Sang Jiuqing, you bitch! Why don't you die!!"

After Wen Yan finished cursing, he suddenly sneered, she won't let her have a good time, even if it is going to hell, she will be dragged along with her.

……

The scolding war on the Internet is still escalating. Sang Jiuqing has been pushed to the forefront recently, especially the identity of an illegitimate daughter. For netizens, she is undoubtedly labeled as a mistress.

Sang Jiuqing could tolerate others scolding herself, but she couldn't tolerate them scolding that poor woman, her eyes froze, and her fingers started to move.

——The dead rest in peace, don't stir up topics with the dead.

Only then did everyone know that Sang Jiuqing's mother was dead.

Seeing this weibo, Bo Luocheng frowned and gave a thumbs up. Finally, he felt that it was not enough and reposted the weibo.

Everyone saw that Young Master Bai paid attention to Sang Jiuqing's matter again, and suddenly became a little subtle. After all, since this person posted on Weibo, there were only two of them, and the other two were related to Sang Jiuqing. Nothing, probably no one will believe it.

So everyone couldn't help but start thinking crookedly...

But Sang Jiuqing's next move was to capture the charming thoughts in everyone's hearts.

Well, she followed Boluo City openly and commented on his Weibo.

——Thank you boss for your support.

Seeing this comment, Boluo City's face darkened, and he replied with gritted teeth - you're welcome.

Heh, this woman really has nothing to do with him, is it so embarrassing to have anything to do with him?Really, as always, ignorant.

Netizens are not sure now, nonsense, if that kind of relationship, who would dare to disclose it so blatantly, who is not hiding it, so it is really the relationship between the boss and the employee?

Bo Luocheng was so angry that he wanted to smash the phone, and as soon as he took off his tie, he wanted to call a certain woman who didn't know what to do. .

"South time."

"Huh? Boss, what are your orders?"

"Let Li Yaqian and Sang Jiuqing cooperate in the next play."

Nan Shi was taken aback, what was the reason for this, after all, Li Yaqian's feelings for the boss were well known to passers-by, did he want to use this person to anger Miss Sang?
The corner of his mouth twitched at the thought of this, it was terrifying for the man to be childish.

Besides, for someone like Miss Sang, he really didn't think she would suffer.

"it is good."

Bo Luocheng threw the phone on the desk in annoyance, too lazy to read the news of the dead woman.