What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 59 Plastic Surgery "Fan" Sleeping Idol 05
"I want to go to your house today."

"Can you come with me?"

Some weird voices, neither male nor female, came intermittently in the pink room.

"Ah, it's so difficult to imitate the voice," the girl with exquisite makeup didn't care about the risk of taking off her makeup, and fell on the bed and kept rolling.

It has been three days since the last event, and Fu Qiao practiced the recording over and over again at home, but he couldn't imitate Zhuang Jin's voice.

Fu Qiao took out his mobile phone from the bed and looked at the countdown on the mobile phone. Zhuang Jin's most recent schedules were all private, and the only official itinerary announced recently was still a day later.

She put away the client's "long cannon" and looked at the "dead man" who was so heavy, feeling sad and helpless.

"If you like someone, can't you simply like them? Why do you have to run around with them?"

It's not that the official didn't show the airport map, but also a group of fans followed, which cost money and effort.

[This is what you don’t understand, people generate electricity for love. ]
Although this electricity is not very useful.

While Fu Che was waiting for the official itinerary, it was time for her 68 lottery draw. Now she was confident in her face, and directly started a live broadcast to broadcast the whole process of the lottery draw.

"Are you looking forward to it? The system will automatically draw the lottery in 2 minutes," Fu Kai held the phone in front of the phone clamped on the phone holder, letting them see the time of the lottery draw on Weibo.

[I can get rich today: look forward to it! ! ! ]
[Can you win Sicily's sister's award today: Sister, check my id, please give me an affirmative answer. ]
[The stars and the sun give birth to the moon: If I win the lottery today, I will invite everyone here to drink milk tea. ]
Netizens' various answers hit Fu Qiao's smile, "Is the one who invited you to drink milk tea serious? If you really invited me, I will give you a separate prize if you didn't win the prize today."

The comments in the live broadcast room turned into a bunch of hahahahahaha.

The named "The Stars and the Sun Give birth to the Moon" made an aggrieved comment: I... I said it was not serious, is there still time?
"It's too late," Fu Qiao gave an affirmative look in front of the camera.

On the other side, the girl grabbed her friend's arm and stared excitedly at the mobile phone on the table. The mobile phone page was displayed on the news list page of Weibo.

"Drawing 100 out of millions of people, Xiaowen, do you think I have a chance?" Xiaodeng looked at her friend Xiaowen expectantly, hoping to get a positive answer from her.

But Xiaowen just glanced at her with a vague emotion, and said the most cruel possibility: "I don't think so," she shook her head towards the little lamp.

"Why? I think I have a good chance. I bought a hundred accounts to forward it," Xiaodeng didn't give up, still comforting himself.

Xiaowen, a long-time Weibo Youfang user, explained to her: "As I said before, the Weibo lottery draw depends on the weight of your account, and your trumpet accounts will be filtered out immediately."

"Oh, okay."

Once the time is up, Weibo's lottery system will automatically start screening the lottery.Prizes worth a total of 68 yuan ranged from mobile phones and computers to skin care products and snacks. In total, there were 100 places. It took more than ten draws in batches before all the prizes were finally drawn.

"It's really without me," Xiaodeng, who had calmed down a long time ago, shook her head. The lucky draw of the beautiful sister really has no fate with her.

"I'm too noble," Xiaodeng said arrogantly, "I'm a woman that even a pretty sister can't get, hmph."

Xiaodeng reached out and pushed Xiaowen next to him, but there was no response.

She stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Xiao Wen again, "Hey, you're back to your senses, what are you looking at?"

Why doesn't she complain about Xiaowen here?If it was normal, Xiaowen would have jumped up and given her a chestnut to remind her not to dream.

"If you don't talk anymore, I'll use your mobile phone to find the reason?" Xiaodeng said, stretching out his hand and slowly approaching, Xiaowen still maintained that posture, motionless.

"I really took it," she took Xiaowen's mobile phone and took a closer look, and then the angry voice of the small lamp sounded in the room.

"Fuck, you actually won the lottery?" Xiaodeng looked at Xiaowen incredulously, his eyes were full of jealousy.

Her beautiful sister's gift, which she had a crush on, was cut off by her friend?

???

"I can't help it, you are too noble," Xiaowen came back to his senses from Xiaodeng's roar, spread his hands, shook his head and said helplessly.

Xiaodeng looked at her with more and more resentful eyes, and she made a gesture of Xizi holding her heart, sniffing, and said artificially: "And I, humble."

"Can you get out?" Xiaodeng remained expressionless, and even had the urge to hit someone.

"Okay," Xiaowen made an ok gesture, winked at her obsequiously, took back his phone and began to share his happiness today.

"Go and check your message list, have you received my private message?" Fu Qiao pointed to the phone in his hand, and looked at the comments seriously.

[Today is also an African: I am also very wrong today, I didn’t win the lottery. ]
[Sweetheart: No. ]
[Cute Love: No +1]
[Wenzi is not a mosquito: I have! ! ]
Among the crowd, this winning comment is particularly eye-catching.

"Then congratulations, those who won the lottery today, remember to fill in the winning information quickly, and I will give you gifts as soon as possible."

Fu Kai was heartbroken as he spoke, but his face was still full of smiles. The greatest pain in life is to give money to others.

Xiao Deng was as heartbroken as Fu Shu. She glanced at her good friend who was so happy that she couldn't help herself because she won the prize, and her heart ached with sour bubbles: She obviously liked Fu Shu first, why did she win the prize? The person is Xiaowen?

Xiao·Not Winning·Wen: I want to play a Beethoven-style sad song.

...

"How long do we have to wait?" Fu Che leaned against the wall and looked at the watch on his wrist again and again. He clearly said it was 03:30, but now it was almost four o'clock in a few minutes, and no one came out yet.

Seeing the new faces, a few sisters at the station immediately came to say hello: "Are you here to pick up Zhuang Jin or Ren Yueyin?"

Fu Qiao looked up and saw a girl with short hair and a peaked cap, holding a camera in her arms and asking her.

"I'll pick Zhuang Jin up."

The short-haired girl immediately waved to the other side and shouted loudly: "Come here quickly, I found Zhuang Jin's station sister, and she is still alive."

???

Fu Qiao was puzzled: Is there still a dead sister Zhuang Jinzhan?
1973: [Why not, isn't the client counted as one? ]
"My name is Ge Jia, and I belong to Ren Yueyin's family," Ge Jia said, patting her chest.

She was a little hard on herself, and hearing the sound of two "papa" physical collisions, Fu Qiao was a little worried for her. If this breast is slapped again, can she really survive tenaciously?
The talkative 1973 began to show off his IQ again: [Maybe someone else’s was filmed, you don’t understand the executor. ]
???

You can close the mic now.

The station sisters over there heard Ge Jia's voice, and the leader of the station sisters who wore glasses shook her head and resisted a little.

Ge Jia was not sad when her friend didn't come, but explained the reason to Fu Qiao: "They and I belong to Ren Yueyin's family, but..."

She looked around pretendingly, and then whispered: "They really hate Zhuang Jin."

"Why?" Fu Shu subconsciously asked the reason.

As far as she knew, Zhuang Jin gave fans and passers-by a good impression, and there was no black spot on him.How did they know that Zhuang Jin was a white man?

Ge Jia stared at her for a while, hesitating to speak, and then her eyes were so intense that she seemed to burn the mask on Fu Che's face, "Could you be the local tyrant's new station of Zhuang Jin's family? "

A new website for local tyrants?
"I'm a new Zhanzi, but I'm not rich at all," Fu Che shook his head, hugging the "Long Cannon" in his arms tightly.

A local tyrant doesn't feel sorry for spending money, but she will, so she doesn't deserve to be called a local tyrant.

"Oh, I know, local tyrants don't like to be called local tyrants. After all, there are soils, I understand, I understand," Ge Jia waved his hand, and didn't care about it any more.

"Recently, there have been drafts on the Internet saying that our sister is with your brother. They think that your family bought the draft, and they are angry."

Fu Chang's panda-like dog head is speechless. Although she still has a little understanding of star chasing, she still knows some basic common sense.

Ren Yueyin and Zhuang Jin are not in the same position. When they are put together, it is exactly like Ren Yueyin's landing on the moon.

So why do they think it was Zhuang Jin who bought the draft?

Does he feel that he is not muddled enough because of his excessive flow?Competing to lose another wave of girlfriend fans.

After a one-sided chat with Ge Jia, Zhuang Jin and his assistant finally arrived from a distance, and Ren Yueyin followed him.

A few sisters who came to pick up Zhuang Jin appeared out of nowhere, and Fu Kai followed behind them, imitating their appearance and starting to take pictures.

Fu Che had just taken a few photos, and was looking down at the photos he had just taken. When he didn't pay attention, he was hit hard by a backward person behind him, and she, who was knocked out of balance, followed the direction of the force Pounce forward.

"Pa-ta," this is the sound of the client's "cannon" making intimate contact with the ground.Then there was a muffled groan and "Be careful" in a clear voice.

Fu Chang didn't fall too hard this time, when she was about to touch the cold ground like a camera, a pair of warm and soft hands caught her.

"Are you okay?" Zhuang Jin asked softly, he just thought it was some ordinary station lady, and asked casually.When he saw Fu Che's eyes exposed in the mask, he suddenly froze, it was her again.

Thinking about it for a moment, he seemed to have heard Xiao Wu say that she was coming to pick up this flight.

Xiao Wu really bowed down to Fu Che's wallet, and recently he has been lamenting Fu Che's good life all the time.

Fu Qing tried to move her legs, but the pain from her ankles and knees made her stop immediately.

Fuck, I knew I wouldn't be here.

"Xiao Wu, help her to take a taxi to the hospital." Zhuang Jin turned his head and called Xiao Wu up, winked, and handed Fu Che to her.

I turned my head and started to remind other station sisters, "You must be careful, people at the airport should pay attention to safety."

Fu Che, who was supported by Xiao Wu and jumped and walked out of the airport, was still sighing and inhaling.

She was feeling sorry for her foot, Xiao Wu's strength was not strong, Fu Che couldn't and was too embarrassed to put the weight of her whole body on her body, the injured foot would hurt even more when it was stressed.

There was also the client's camera, with the clear and heart-shattering sound just now, Fu Che knew that the small hundreds of thousands were probably gone.

Xiao Wu helped her to Zhuang Jin's nanny car and began to ask her: "Miss, are you okay?"

Fu Qiao shook his head, with a bleak smile, and a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead, "It's okay."

Immortal.

She suddenly thought of the client who committed suicide again. How did she hold back the pain and die slowly at home alone?
She was still worthless for the client in the car, Zhuang Jin had already got rid of the fans and got into the car.

"Are you okay? I'll ask the driver to take you to the hospital."

Because Fu Qiao was injured, Zhuang Jin asked Xiao Wu to sit in the back row in order to avoid suspicion, while he sat in the co-pilot himself.Seeing the fine line of sweat on Fu Che's head, he immediately took the tissue in front of him and passed it from the front.

"It's okay, thank you, brother," Fu Qiao gritted his teeth and replied with a smile.

(End of this chapter)