Everyone begging me to come out (showbiz)

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"No." Fu Hei muttered, a little fussy, "Why do I feel that this little peach blossom is gone so quickly?"

"Want to green me again?" Ruan Meng asked.

She would not tell Fu Hei that Xiao Taohua died because of the two of them holding hands.

"Hee hee hee." Fu Hei smiled, "Isn't this going abroad? I want to spread the word x"

No chance.Ruan Meng said in her heart.Whenever she has a chance, she holds hands with Fu Hei and promises to pinch off all the little peach blossoms x

However----

In this world, in addition to those who know themselves and know the difficulties and retreat, there are also those who face the difficulties and seize love.

"Please leave Miss Fu." A tall, mighty, handsome and handsome man said to Ruan Meng.

"Wow!" Fu Hei's eyes lit up, he moved the small bench, and sat on the sidelines to watch the excitement and applauded, "Come on, come on, come on! Let's fight!"

Thanks to that hunk who can't understand Chinese x, I thought Fu Hei would cheer him on x

Ruan Meng felt so tired, why did she come out with Fu Hei, if she didn't come out, there would never be so many messy things.

But being provoked to the top of her head, Ruan Meng couldn't swallow that breath and bowed her head, so she smiled and said nonchalantly, "What if I say no?"

Ruan Meng is angry in her heart, she is here as the deputy leader of her Chinese team, and they are training the milk film to the bloody head, and next to her is Fu Hei, who came to find her after finishing the work, and she is happy with you and me. , I don’t know where this person popped up to snatch Fu Hei from her! Are you tired of working!

Naipian leaned in front of Ruan Meng and whispered to her, "Mr. Meng, take it easy. This is Thomson from the US team, known as the world's number one mid laner."

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." Ruan Meng said, "I'm a 25-year-old adult, so I won't be angry with a child."

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"But you and I are robbing my wife, see if I don't beat you until you call me grandpa!"

Thomson, hit the street

The author has something to say: Due to the busy schedule and the difficulty of meeting each other, Wanwan and I broke up naturally and ended our relationship as lovers. Now we have decided to return to the relationship of friends and cheer for each other in our respective positions hhhhhhhh

In fact, my favorite is Sansan qwq, but in order not to let you guys have the opportunity to frame Sansan, so I can only put Sansan in the cold palace, creating the illusion that I only favor Liuliu, but in fact they are all for Sansan The pào that blocks the knife is ash woo woo woo

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Chapter 101

Fu Hei didn't feel embarrassed at all, he was bubbling for his "beautiful beauty".

Seeing her triumphant look, Ruan Meng couldn't help but pinch her fat face.

Naipian and the others were concerned about cleaning up the mess, thinking inwardly, Moe is really scary.

Thomson is 19 years old this year, and was blown away by 25-year-old Ruan Meng. How much is Thomson's psychological shadow?

Thomson: I don't want to beg, I'm sorry.

After Thomson went back in a daze, his level dropped sharply because of the blow.

The Chinese organizing committee came up with a bad idea and urged Ruan Meng to play in various national teams.

The organizing committee: "Mr. Meng, go and go! Let them see the details of our Chinese state of etiquette!"

Ruan Meng: "What does it have to do with China's state of etiquette?"

Organizing Committee: "We Chinese people are warm and hospitable. When you come to New York, you should visit them!"

Ruan Meng: "So you staged a goal kick? Come on, you are shameless, and I still have to be shameless. If you don't go, don't go."

The organizing committee: "You are always shameless, what does it have to do with our organizing committee's shamelessness? You are the deputy team leader, and you are not too young, you have to shoulder the responsibility for the team!"

Ruan Meng: ???

Organizing Committee: "We have sent invitations to national teams for friendly matches in your name, and they all agreed because they want to know our strength!"

Ruan Meng: "I won't play, so don't even think about it."

Then----

Ruan Meng: Really fragrant qwq

Players from all over the world have been sent to her, how can she do it if she doesn't fight with players from all over the world?

In China, you have to go over the wall to fight with others. Now you can fight face to face. Ruan Meng, a hardcore player, said that he would not fight, but his body was quite honest. He sat in front of the computer and turned it on silently.

The Chinese Organizing Committee showed a smile of victory x

Afterwards, Ruan Meng was given the title of Great Demon King, and even Fu Hei, who danced and danced beside her, with a beautiful song and sweet temperament, got a nickname of devil.

Fu Hei: ???

"I'm wronged!" Fu Hei beat Ruan Meng with a small fist, "Why do you go outside to show off your prestige, I want to lie down with you!"

"We both prosper and we both prosper, and we both lose." Ruan Meng grabbed Fu Hei into her arms and secretly kissed her.

"I don't!" Fu Hei came out of Ruan Meng's embrace, proudly akimbo, "I, Ah Hei, come out of the mud without being stained, clean the ripples without being demonic!"

Ruan Meng didn't get to kiss Fu Hei, so she spread her hands, "Well, it's only limited by your posture level, you can only recite this."

Fu Hei: "???"

Facing Fu Hei's puzzled expression, Ruan Meng asked, "Do you have a bachelor's degree?"

This time Fu Hei was completely beaten back to his original form. She wrinkled her small face together, stopped cocking her tail, and muttered in a low voice, "I will. I'm just on leave of absence. When I go back to school, I will still have a diploma!"

Fu Hei thought of Ruan Meng's fierce game play, and he probably didn't have very good grades, so he said loudly bibi confidently, "You keep talking about me, do you have a diploma! I remember when you were in college, you kept deducting jiojio and beating game."

"I have." Ruan Meng said with a calm face, "I have a double degree in architecture and medicine, and I have passed the qualification certificate. Didn't I mention this in "Returning to the Garden"?"

Fu Hei was silent for a while, and said, "It's really embarrassing for your hair. I will never pull your hair again. It's too miserable."

Ruan Meng: ???

……

Ruan Meng was writing something on the table, and Fu Hei approached her quietly from behind.

Although Fu Hei walks without making any sound at all, sometimes he senses that someone is coming, not by sound but by intuition.Ruan Meng, who was holding a pen in her hand, had a smile on her lips, but she didn't show it, and continued to paint and draw on the paper.

It's about to succeed!

Fu Hei couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and then threw his feet hard on Ruan Meng, "Ah Hei attacked!"

Ruan Meng put down her pen, turned around her chair, just in time to catch Fu Hei who was rushing towards her.

"Hey! Ah Meng secretly found out!" Fu Hei lay in Ruan Meng's arms, finding a comfortable position, and complained slightly.

"Otherwise?" Ruan Meng raised her eyebrows, pinched her little fat face, lowered her head against her forehead, looked into her eyes, and asked, "Wait until you hit the chair?"

Fu Hei sniggered "giggle" with a smug expression on his face, "Then I'll insult you, you bastard, deliberately let me bump into the chair, and you didn't pick me up."

"Little naughty." Ruan Meng raised her head and scratched the tip of Fu Hei's nose with her fingers, "What are you looking for me for?"

"Let me come and see you!" Fu Hei said, "What have you been writing lately without telling me?"

"Let me have a look." Fu Hei turned over, leaned on the table, looked at Ruan Meng's manuscript, picked up a blueprint, and wondered, "Squirrel Island?"

"This is the [Squirrel Shop] big movie I told you a few months ago." Ruan Meng explained, "Recently, the world view has been almost completed, and the plot needs to be sorted out."

"That's right." Fu Hei remembered, "This will be made into a children's play first, and then moved to the big screen."

A small light bulb lit up on Fu Hei's head, and he asked, "Ameng, a children's drama script needs a period of several months to several years of running-in, do we still have time?"