to dig boyfriend's grave

After finally being escorted into the crew by brother Liu, Lin Jia tore at the messy clothes that were stuck to her body, and was about to touch her head with her hands while she was breathing.

"Don't move." Shen Jiming grabbed his hand, lowered his head and carefully pulled his hair, checking the wound.

Lin Jia felt the dull pain in her head, and estimated that she must have smashed her bag.

What the hell did it, and such a big black machine was thrown at his head.

As soon as Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Shen Jiming pawing at Lin Jia's head with an unkind expression. "What's the matter, what's the matter? A reporter just took advantage of the chaos and beat someone up?!"

"A man threw his blockhouse on my head." Lin Jia clicked his tongue, and tilted his head to avoid Shen Jiming's hand. "It's nothing serious. I hid to the side for a while. It's probably just a small bag."

"Damn it, which idiot is carrying such a heavy machine and smashing it on someone's head." Ye Fan also moved his head to look at the injury on his head. "Fortunately, there is no bleeding. Fuck, this must be insane. I haven't seen anyone digging news to dig people's heads."

When Lin Jia heard what he said, the man's face flashed in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the weirder he felt. "Brother Ye, only the crew knows about my filming today, right? How did the reporters block it?"

"You are stupid, people know that you are filming here, you won't be stuck outside for several days in a row." Ye Fan said.

"The wave of reporters we met today doesn't look like they have been blocked for many days." Lin Jiawei smiled with narrowed eyes. He looked at the figure passing by not far away, and suddenly remembered, no wonder he felt that the man who hit him Familiar, shit, that man often plays with that idiot Robin. "Damn, this kid is dead."

"Ah... what?" Ye Fan didn't understand the situation, and as soon as he recovered, he watched Lin Jia pull Shen Jiming forward. "Hey! Why are you going?"

"Filming, big brother." Lin Jia walked forward without looking back.

After greeting Li Ningbo, Lin Jia was dragged to his lounge by Huang Shanhai.

"Are you all right?" Huang Shanhai looked at him with concern, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"It's okay." Lin Jia smiled.

Huang Shanhai paused, opened his mouth to him, but didn't say anything.

"What's the matter?" Lin Jia looked at him suspiciously, wondering when Huang Shanhai hesitated.

"Hey!" Huang Shanhai sighed heavily suddenly, pinched the young man who was obviously much thinner in front of him, "Don't push yourself, although I don't have much contact with those things on the Internet, today Li Ningbo Just tell me, the shit on the internet sucks."

"Ah..." Lin Jia's mind went blank for a moment, he didn't know why Huang Shanhai came here suddenly, "I...I'm really fine."

"Hey! What are you pretending to do with me, you boy! Don't take those indiscriminate things on the Internet, don't take it to heart, look how pale your face is, and you have lost so much weight!" Huang Shanhai Pulling him to sit down, "Anyway, I'm here to tell you a word, if you can't get along, come to me, I support so many people, one more than you is not much!"

Lin Jia is really speechless now, his complexion is caused by some ghosts in the past few days, but he really didn't expect Huang Shanhai to say such a thing, he really doesn't care about those things on the Internet In my opinion, at most, I was a little angry at the scolding.

"Okay, don't stay still, don't you still have to film? Don't go to Li Ningbo, that idiot will show off his skills later." Huang Shanhai lifted him up from the sofa, Pushed out the door.

Ye Fan was stopping Shen Jiming from standing outside, and when he saw Lin Jia coming out, he quickly sent him to the makeup artist, and Lin Jia would be in the next show.

After Lin Jia changed her costume, she took some time to go to the toilet to put some water. While washing her hands, a person entered from behind, stopped behind him, and didn't speak. He could feel that person's sternness even without turning his head. Stare at the back of his head.

If eyes could kill, Lin Jia reckoned that he would have been chopped into pieces by the person behind him, deep-fried and served in a wok to eat.

He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled silently, and after washing his hands slowly, he raised his head and looked at the mirror in front of him.

The person reflected in the mirror was staring at him with a hypocritical smile on his face.

He didn't bother him, but this idiot came to his door, and the human sandbags delivered to his door were not for nothing.

"Lin Jia, you didn't expect you to have today, did you?" Robin looked at him in the mirror with a fake smile. "You look so bad, which boss did you go to serve yesterday? Can you introduce one to me?"

Lin Jia turned around and looked at him, without saying a word, a dog barks at you again and again, you can't forgive him just because he is a dog, you should be quiet...quietly. ..kicked his dog's head off.

Robin saw hairs in his heart when he looked at him, and reflexively took a small step back, then turned his head and remembered his current reliance, and became bolder, took a few steps forward with a breath, and took Lin Jia looked him up and down, and sneered, "What's the matter? You're too afraid to speak after being scolded on the Internet?"

"Robin, did I warn you not to jump around in front of me?" Lin Jia narrowed her eyes and took a few steps forward, and Robin immediately took a few steps back in fright.

"What the hell are you?" Robin realized that he was frightened, and pointed at him angrily, "The thing who sleeps with people also talks to me like that, don't you fucking wake up yet? You It’s completely red on the internet.”

"None of your business." Lin Jia took a few steps forward and picked up his collar, just about to hit him, looking at Robin with a swollen face and thick neck, he was a little puzzled, this idiot seemed to be a little different.

Why do you look different from before...

Seeing that Lin Jia's raised fist couldn't come down for a long time, Robin thought that he had no courage, so he raised his hands and grabbed the hand that Lin Jia was holding on to, "Let go of me, or I will make you look good in the future."

"Okay." Lin Jia was amused by the words, and didn't think about why this idiot was different from before, so he raised his hand and smashed it down. "I'll make you look good now."

Lin Jia returned all the fire that had just been smashed on the head by someone inexplicably, and left with a refreshed whistle.

Robin looked at the figure in front of him, leaning on the wall and struggling to get up from the ground, the sinisterness in his eyes almost turned into substance.

Lin Jia came in through the back door and snatched the role he had won so hard, and became popular so easily.

If this role belongs to him, then he will be the one who becomes popular today, he will be the one standing under the flashing lights, and he will be the one who greets the fans.

Isn't Lin Jia's face prettier than his?

Robin touched his face and smiled distortedly.

Now that he has the support of Daxian, he will only look better and better. He wants to take back all the things that Lin Jia took from him.

He wanted Lin Jia to be ruined and trampled under his feet!

Daxian will definitely help him. The woman who laughed at him was knocked down from the wire by Daxian without anyone noticing, and her face was thrown so that she was neither human nor ghost.

Lin Jia's face that always looked at him with contempt, he must peel it off with his own hands.

Thinking of this, Robin smiled even more happily as he stared at Lin Jia's back in the distance.