The marketing account says you like me

The memories about An Qi fell apart overnight, because the process was too tragic, so that the appearance of her previous gentle big sister has completely become blank, of course the blank is not forgotten, on the contrary, it is the memory after falling apart The vagueness and dizziness of the past, once re-drawn, will be traced back to the source and become crystal clear.

Although I don't want to admit it, An Qi is indeed the bud of my aesthetics.

She has an impeccable face with no dead ends, so beautiful that she can only be treated by Fengyue.I know from her

The difference between looking good and not looking good, and understanding that the so-called "beauty" can be exchanged for banknotes, houses and cars, and even resources that can change fate.

I remember when I was in elementary school, there were children around me who would go to piano classes and painting classes. They began to laugh at me as a great singer, and when I grew up, I would only sing big plays.

I realized that I was different from them. I cried at the school gate and refused to go home. An Qi, who came to pick me up from school, patted my face and asked the kid who laughed at me to wait. I went to the roadside to sell it for one yuan. At the booth of ten small glutinous rice cakes, I had a few words with the boss with a smile, brought back a bowl with obviously more than twenty and handed it to me, and then showed off to the children next to me.

"Can you play the piano and draw pictures?"

The children were unconvinced, "What's so great about this! We have money, I can buy it!"

"Buying it with money and getting it for free are two different things." An Qi dismissed it.

The children stopped talking.

She smiled triumphantly, turned her head and gently wiped my tears, "Maomao, because they are a group of ugly children, they can't get things in this world for free, so they learn piano, painting, and decorate themselves like High-end goods are actually the most useless things.”

The ugly children cried together.

She was wearing very simple and plain clothes, with a swaying figure, and took my hand to go home. I asked her what she meant by those words just now.

She told me, "Beauty is given by God, and it is the most precious talent. It is much more precious than painting or playing the piano. Those things can be achieved by ordinary people with hard work, but the face is something that cannot be obtained no matter how hard you work. , unless she commits suicide and reincarnates." When she was alone with me, she no longer had the timid feeling in front of others, especially my father, and often showed a look of disdain, as if she was in this situation she was in. There is great discontent in the world.

At that time, I didn’t know what this talent was for, at least after eating junk food on the side of the road, it couldn’t help me avoid diarrhea, but after An Qi realized that beauty could give her everything she wanted, Only then did he become a defiant executioner.

So now when she comes down the stairs step by step, she looks like a queen who is enjoying everyone's amazing eyes and praises. Her makeup is exquisite and her mannerisms are all elegant performances. Even if I am alone now, she will do enough gesture .

It's a pity that I, the only audience, didn't join in. I just thought she was forgetful and ugly, and looking at her was almost like looking at maggots.

Life is not acting, no screenwriter will write good lines for you, no director will tell you what kind of expression you should show when your enemy suddenly appears to show your calmness and calmness.I had no choice but to put down the half-wet rag, maintain a stiff movement, and look at her indifferently.

"What happened last night caused a lot of uproar on the Internet. You are here to mop the floor by yourself, and you are the only one in the entire entertainment industry." An Qi sighed, not knowing whether his tone was positive or negative.

I thought to myself, isn't she the one who bought those hyped marketing accounts on the Internet? Who is she pretending to be for?

"What are you doing here?"

"Last night about you and Qiu Falcon, the company was going to hold an internal briefing. I heard from Dong Xiaowei that you came here, so I'll drop by to pick you up." She looked around and smiled innocently, "If it wasn't for the bear standing at the door Bo, I can't even find the place."

"It's hard for you to remember what Grandpa Xiong looks like." I sneered, feeling the venom coming out of my whole body, "It's not easy, Mrs. An." I sneered, "No, I should call you What, Mrs. Zhou?"

"Ruo Ruo." She looked at me helplessly, "I didn't come to quarrel with you, since you have made your debut now, you should learn to survive in the entertainment circle, you can't be willful and reckless."

I really hate her tone of pretending to be an elder, "What's none of your business?"

She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Have you forgotten that I am your boss, I am the one who signed you to Dingsheng, and I have to sign your salary contract, what do you say is none of my business?"

When she said this, it was as if she was showing off to a child with a free bowl of rice cakes worth [-] yuan.

"If you forgot, I don't mind reminding you again, Ruoruo, you have to listen to me."

I find it funny, listen to her?Excuse me, who is she?

"Otherwise, boss, why don't you hide me as soon as possible."

An Qi was not irritated by my provocation, "A person can live innocently and simply, it must be protected by someone around him at a greater price, first your father, then Dong Xiaowei, who is it now, Zhou Qiuying?" She raised her eyebrows. Lifting his chin, it seemed that he deliberately showed a gossip expression, "Is he really taking care of you?"

"You think everyone is you, and you crawl on everyone's bed for the sake of benefit?" The insults of whores and whores slurped in my throat several times, and I finally swallowed them, feeling as disgusting as eating flies.

"You didn't climb?" An Qi calmly sat down in the first row of the auditorium and smiled, "There is no impenetrable wall in the entertainment industry. Zhou Qiuxuan went to the set to accompany you for so long, and the door went out and the door came in, for fear that others would not like you." Knowing that he was going to sleep with you, you know how much the company spent to suppress the news."

"..."

He didn't sleep with me.

But the entertainment industry will not give you a chance to prove your innocence, let alone me and Zhou Qiusun are not innocent either.

My silence gave An Qi a sense of victory. She stood up from the audience, "Holding Zhou Qiuxun's thigh is a shortcut, but it is far from enough to reach the top of the entertainment industry."

Behind the spotlight is money and the life that money can get. Every expression of An Qi says that she wants it. Desire makes her look scary, like a hideous monster.

I realized that she and I have been in two worlds since eight years ago or earlier, "I have nothing to say with you, An Qi."

"Don't learn from your father's hypocrisy." She became addicted to being an elder, and taught me arrogantly, "You see that you have such good resources now, and you have earned so much money. Are you unhappy? Do you have to talk to your father?" The same, forcing myself into a dead end, not being recognized for my talents, and dying in depression."

My heart and lungs were punched violently, the venom secreted madly poured into my chest cavity, and my internal organs burned with pain.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

She looked down on the so-called ideals and beliefs, and couldn't understand my father's insistence on performing in this unknown theater. When he mentioned him, An Qi didn't have a trace of remorse or nostalgia on his face, not at all. She was so indifferent... like a Unrelated strangers.

"You blame me for your father's paranoia and cowardice, and treat me as a sinner. What's wrong with me? Your father pursues ideals, and I pursue money and fame. You blame me for taking away the actors from the theater, then tell them to stay with you Drinking northwest wind together? You can’t afford to eat, and you still talk about the strength of the dragon family, and insist on some shit ideals. Your father didn’t blame me. Why do you hold on to a child who doesn’t know anything? If you let me go, then you Well, did you also abandon the drama and your father's will for money? Then you should get out of here!"

I don't know how it was designed here. Even though there is no microphone, An Qi's voice resounded clearly through the corner, which made my ears numb, and the string of my own reason was completely broken.

I wanted to argue that I didn't, but the fact that it weighed on my chest and choked my throat blocked all openings for a rebuttal.

But she seemed to have found fun, ignoring my distorted expression of anger, and walked up on her own.

"Remember the first time you acted in a leading role when you were six years old? You played San Mao, and I played the noble wife who adopted you in the fourth act. That was actually my first time acting." She walked up, stepping on the wooden floor with her high heels The sound on the screen is different again, with a low reverberation, like the background bgm of the prelude to the climax of a horror movie.

She recited a line from that year: "Oh, what a poor child, why are you picking up garbage and eating it, quickly recognize me as your mother, and go home with me."

An Qi smiled reminiscently, "Life is so interesting, obviously at that time I still didn't love your father."

This is a very contradictory woman.

"You love my father? You love him, so you took away the actors he worked so hard to cultivate, destroyed his theater, and the things he worked so hard to protect all his life! An Qi, he died for eight years, and you left the first Three months later, he died, just at the place under your feet. He fell down and never got up again! Do you love him? My father should wake up laughing at Jiuquan, how can he be favored by you? Miss An!" She bit down my vulnerable defense with her fangs, and I was about to pick up a dagger and stab her in the heart.

An Qi looked as if the mountain collapsed in front of her and her face remained unchanged, but her toes moved slightly, which broke her elegant and calm standing posture.

"Okay, I said that I didn't come to quarrel with you." Uncharacteristically, she conceded in advance, "I can't explain what happened back then, but now I promise that I will make up for you, and I won't let the past go In the past?" She begged softly, "Please, Ruoruo, after all, I have taken care of you for so many years."

She is really good at handling men, she rarely shows her strong and aggressive side, women's femininity is fully utilized by her, and how many men are fascinated by her set.

"Are you going to make up for me, or are you going to continue to use me? An Qi, you used me to get my dad, use my dad to get resources, and now what do you want to use me to get?" I pretended to suddenly understand, acting clumsily and funny, " Destroy Zhou Qiu Falcon?"

Thanks to Dong Xiaowei's expert friend, the plot was able to skip reasoning, suspicion or bloody misunderstanding and fast-forward to the end. I finally saw An Qi's calm mask shattered, and panic appeared.

She still struggled a bit, "What are you talking about? Who did you listen to? Why should I destroy him?" She said innocently, "Ruo Ruo, I know you are prejudiced against me, but you can't hold all the shit in On my head."

I turned everything that could hurt her into my weapon, "Mrs. Zhou doesn't know how to piss and fart. No matter how good you act, you can't peel off the rough and ignorant flesh and blood inside. Born in the countryside, with a primary school diploma , ran away from home at the age of sixteen or seventeen to be a babysitter, and worked as a small role in a third-rate theater for five or six years. You can't even speak Mandarin well. A person like you still wants to be a wealthy wife? Not even my dad Willing to marry you!"

These pasts were buried in the grave by her crushed teeth, and I was the gravedigger she hated.

I was on full alert, waiting for her counterattack after being provoked, but she laughed.

"I have to thank your dad, but it's a good thing he doesn't love me." The hatred in her eyes was surging, and the monster living in her heart could hardly hold back and ran out to grab my throat, "Otherwise, how could I, An Qi? Is there today?"

"So I am very happy to hear that your father is dead. In my life, there will be no more dangerous thing than your father. From then on, as long as I don't admit it, I have never been let down. I have always been I abandon others,"

She smiled brightly and was beautiful. "Let me tell you, Ruoruo, at that time I was so happy that I was crazy. The only man in the world who had hurt me died. Even after I won the Best Actress, I wasn't that happy."

I didn’t shed a single tear at Dad’s funeral eight years ago. I told myself not to cry because I thought An Qi would come back and kneel down in front of Dad to repent and cry. After ten years of companionship and friendship, she will come back. At that time, I can only stand upright and straight, and I can't cry like a child, and let her look down on me.

But she didn't.

She left the scene abruptly, completely ended my teenage years, and cut off my trust in tenderness and love in my life. After going through all this, I still haven't learned to be smart, and I still haven't learned to be wise before the age of 15. Cut off from himself, still fantasizing about her.

"It was my father who saved you, helped you, and taught you..."

"I repaid him with my body." An Qi said dismissively, "Didn't you also see it that day? It's all about taking what you want, what kind of gentleman do you think your father is? Men are just three-legged crawling animals. "

She suddenly thought of something, and smiled meaningfully, "I see, because this hit you hard, right? You think women are dirty and become gay." She laughed wildly, "You have become gay." Gay, fell in love with Zhou Qiuying. Oh my god, your Si family really lost all children and grandchildren."

"..."

She opened her arms and spun around the stage twice, her skirt fluttered, and she jumped happily like a beautiful bird. Who would have thought that she was a devil.

"Ruo Ruo, I really want to dance now." An Qi looked at me, as if he was looking at a poor clown who completely played out this farce of life.She put her hands on my shoulders and lifted my arms around her waist, and the sound of high heels echoed through the theater like the opening of a happy dance song.

Her slender eyelashes and fragile neck are close in sight, and the cold killing intent just soaks my bones and flesh.

She is a devil, but she is also a woman. If she dies here now, where her father died, good and evil will be rewarded, karma will be reincarnated, and it will be a good classic drama. Applause.