Reborn Sweet Wife Has Cat Disease

"Why is Wu Yanyan unloved? I think she's quite cute."

"The screenwriter finally wrote Wu Yanyan to death. I am dissatisfied. Screenwriter, we will send you the blade."

"It was so miserable when she died, I cried."

"That's right, the actor's name is Wang Keke. You haven't noticed that Wang Keke's eyes are so affectionate every time he looks at Brother Zhang seriously. The two of them have a good sense of CP."

"Wu Yanyan is not afraid, we love you, Wang Keke, I love you."

Yue Le sat in front of the computer and flipped through the pages. She turned from the beginning to the end, but she didn't find a single comment about herself.

She was about to poke the computer in fear, "Why is no one talking about me?"

The name on the screen dangled in front of her, and Yue Le was so angry that she directly shut down the computer.

"Hmph." She sat on the sofa angrily.

"What's the matter?" Zhanmei walked in with a glass of juice, and placed it in front of Yue Le.

"Obviously I have worked so hard in acting, why did I only give me so many shots in the end." Yue Le growled dissatisfied.

Zhanmei sat facing her, picked up the newspaper left by Yue Le from the ground, and read it.

The headline on the front page of the entertainment was, "Wang Keke Overwhelms Ji Qing", and the newspapers praised Wang Keke's acting skills again and again.

Looking at it with eyebrows stretched, his brows furrowed.

"There is also the Internet." Yue Le stretched out his finger and pointed to the computer, "None of those comments are about me. I am like a transparent person, without any sense of existence."

Yue Le yelled angrily, "The above are all commenting on Wang Keke, she is just a female supporting role of a unit." She pointed to herself, "But I am the clue that runs through the whole "Flowers in the Mirror" .”

Yue Le said unconvinced, "Why is no one commenting on me?"

Zhan Mei put the newspaper down, and she said coldly, "I told you a long time ago, as long as the acting is good, even if it's only a one-minute scene, it will be very brilliant."

Hearing this, Yue Le immediately cried out in dissatisfaction, "Are you saying that my acting skills are not good?"

"It's not a matter of a day or two to hone your acting skills, so take your time." Zhan Mei sighed, whoever made Yue Le was not the one who was born to enjoy the food.

"Why do you take your time, Wang Keke stole the limelight, I'm not reconciled." Yue Le yelled.

"It's not good to act if you have distracting thoughts in your heart." Zhan Mei smiled.

"Miscellaneous thoughts?" Yue Le raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Zhanmei stood up with folded arms, "Lele, your biggest problem is that you want to be popular too much, and you are too eager to show off, which will only backfire on you."

"Then what should I do?" Yue Le raised his head and looked at Zhan Mei.

"Take the best movie, choose the best role." Zhanmei said slowly.

Yue Le sighed helplessly, "With my current popularity, how can I take the best role."

"With me and your father here, what are you afraid of?" She raised her eyebrows and said triumphantly, "Don't worry, I've made all the arrangements?" She looked at Yue Le proudly.

Yue Le laughed happily, she stretched out her hand and patted her palm, "That's great."

……

Wang Keke and Ji Qing are sitting in the same dressing room. Today is the press conference of Jinghuayuan.

Wang Keke never came to a day when he would be invited to be interviewed.

"Ke Ke, I really like watching your performance in Mirror Flower. I especially like your performance of Wu Yanyan in it."

The makeup artist was talking while applying powder to her.

Wang Keke laughed, "I'm just a supporting role in the unit, and it's already finished, and there will be no more scenes of mine in the future."

The makeup artist immediately showed a regretful expression, "It's really a pity, the people around me also like you very much."

"Thank you for liking me." Wang Ke laughed.

"Ah, yes." The makeup artist put down the beauty sponge, took out a small book from his pocket and handed it to Wang Keke, "Keke, can you sign it for me?"

"Ah, good, good." Wang Keke was a little flattered. Is this the first time a fan asked her for an autograph?

Her hand holding the small book trembled slightly, and she solemnly signed her name on it.

"Here." She returned the book to the make-up artist, and the make-up artist smiled happily when she saw the signature on it.

"Suddenly, there was a sound at the door." Shen Yan shouted with a smile, "Ke Ke, come here, look."

Shen Yan ran in with a lot of things, "Ke Ke, look, these are gifts from fans." She put the things on the table.

Ji Qing's eyes were red looking at the large table full of people.

"These?" Wang Keke stood up in surprise. When she saw those gifts, she was too excited to speak.

"What's wrong with you, aren't you happy?" Shen Yan asked curiously.

Wang Keke's eyes were a little hot, and she said falteringly, "I just feel a little unreal."

"Why is it real? Look." Shen Yan smiled and picked up a puppet bear on the table, and rushed towards Wang Keke, "I'm a little fan of Keke."

She sent the little bear to Wang Keke's arms.

Wang Keke giggled.

"It's so cute." Wang Keke hugged the little bear and smiled happily.

"Are these all sent by fans?" Wang Keke looked at a large table of things, she couldn't believe her eyes, "I even have fans."

"Of course, there are so many cards." Shen Yan said with a smile, "Wang Keke, goddess."

Finally, Ji Qing couldn't help it anymore, she stood up from her seat with her arms folded, "Let me see."

She walked in front of Wang Keke, pulled the puppet bear out of her arms, twirled it in her hand, and threw it back on the table, "Oh, I still think it's something good."

"What are you doing? It's someone else's wish anyway. You can't just throw it away." Wang Keke cried out dissatisfied.

"You're the only one who takes these rags as treasure." Ji Qing snorted coldly.

She crossed her arms and walked back to her seat and sat down, "As for the number of gifts from fans, I have a special warehouse for the gifts that fans send me. In terms of the value of the gifts, hmph."

Ji Qing sneered, "You don't even know how many famous bags and shoes I have received, in terms of the originality of the gift."

Ji Qing prolonged her voice on purpose, "You may not even know that last year I celebrated my birthday, and fans sent me a photo."

"What's so great about the photos?" Shen Yan asked in surprise while hugging the puppet bear.

"You don't understand," Ji Qing rolled her eyes, "This photo is a huge head portrait made up of 56 small photos of me."