Become the heroine's vicious ex-wife

When entering the program group, the roles of the guests have changed.

They are apprentices in the factory, without wages, and only one of the three meals is settled in the cafeteria in the factory.The program team thoughtfully prepared the materials for cooking. In the small courtyard, the "apprentices" who came back from work waited eagerly for Su Weiran. The photographers in the courtyard team turned their cameras, and the live broadcast room, which had been silent for a while, resumed. Restoring the hustle and bustle.

Su Weiran and Sheng Mingzhao were in a group, but the three of them did not enter the yard at the same time.Qin Changyi had an old look of rejecting people thousands of miles away, while Sheng Mingzhao had a smile on his lips. When Su Weiran appeared, the camera was covered with gloom, but in the next moment, he returned to a reluctant, Weak smile.

"Chef Su, you are back! Our group is waiting to be fed!" Yun Qingfeng looked at Su Weiran pitifully.

Su Weiran hurriedly apologized and said: "I'm sorry, I'm late, I'll go right away." Without looking at the crowd, she hurried into the kitchen.

[Fuck, is Yun Qingfeng the uncle?Su Weiran is really pitiful, just a few uncles' nannies. 】

[The nonsense in front, don't you know the rules of the program group?It was as if everyone was bullying Su Weiran. 】

[I don't care about the rules, I just know that Ranran is too pitiful, and has been squeezed in the group, who is not raised by parents? 】

[Forced?Who in the group will do it?Does it make a difference if she is voluntary or not? 】

In the live broadcast room, the audience's emotions were mobilized, and sympathy and pity for Su Weiran prevailed for a while.He even vaguely wanted to criticize Yun Qingfeng.Yun Qingfeng has a lot of traffic and is in the limelight. How can his fans bear him being slandered?He directly tore up with Su Weiran's fans, and spread the smoke to other platforms.

[Is a little flower surnamed Su intentionally cheating on my brother's traffic? 】

[Maple Leafs pretending to be blind?Can't see your brother's behavior in the live broadcast?Is this girl being used by you? 】

[Laughing to death, this show has become a rivalry between two families? 】

[What's going on with this show?Bullying us like that?Withdraw from the group and no appointment! 】

[A fan on the [-]th line has swelled?Retire?Can afford liquidated damages?This fan wants the Lord to die! 】

Fans of Su Weiran quarreled with fans of Yun Qingfeng, and in the end, for some reason, the quarrel went to the Weibo of the program group, demanding justice from them.The program team's countermeasures were very simple. They directly released the clip where Su Weiran volunteered to cook and the program team was compensated.

[Susu girl understand?Voluntary, uppercase voluntary. 】

[I still think she is stealing the scene, and she has been connoting me, Mr. Sheng, before. 】

[Before, her fans said that she would suffer a loss, but since she is a top-notch stealer, no wonder she was able to get the role of Wan Dao. 】

[One thing to say, she performed very well in "Feng Yufei". 】

[Ah, I can only look at the pictures on the forum to chase, damn it, the humble girl is about to cry. 】

[Are you new upstairs?In fact, none of them are feature films now. What is shown in the live broadcast room is daily life. The edited films are broadcast on Tomato.com every Thursday at [-]:[-] pm. 】

The first episode of the clip has not yet been broadcast, and the debate on the Internet is mostly fans watching the live broadcast, and the topic can easily deviate from the show itself.

In the free time after the meal, the guests did not disperse, but gathered together to chat.Tang Fuqiu's nature as a writer, lying on the sofa and quickly typing her inspiration on the label, is obviously out of tune with the crowd.Qin Changyi's expression was cold, and just sitting there made people feel more stressed.

"Mr. Sheng, what are your groups doing?" Yun Qingfeng glanced around the crowd, and finally landed on Sheng Mingzhao.Before Sheng Mingzhao could respond, he said again, "You would never have imagined that our group is actually practicing calligraphy."

"Isn't that very happy?" Sheng Mingzhao glanced at him lightly.

Yun Qingfeng sighed, and he said: "Thinking of the fear of being dominated by the old man back then, I'm not happy at all." He blinked and said, "What about you?" He doesn't like timid women Son, Su Weiran's realization made him a little disappointed, because it didn't match the image of Princess Changyang at all. Back then, he was still looking forward to meeting "Princess Changyang".Qin Changyi's expression was indifferent and difficult to get in touch with, only Miss Sheng who was completely different from the rumors——

"We are sawing wood." Sheng Mingzhao replied lazily.

Yun Qingfeng: "???" Did he hear something wrong?

"Ms. Sheng is very powerful, she is the fastest." Su Weiran also responded with a smile, obviously wanting to get into the topic.

"Ah, then I'm still very happy." Yun Qingfeng pushed Mo Ran who was on the side, and said with a smile.

Mo Ran looked indifferent, unlike Yun Qingfeng and Tang Fuqiu, he had no foundation in calligraphy, he spent most of his day learning how to hold a brush and dealing with Hengping and Vertical.People on the Internet may not know how to arrange him, he gave Yun Qingfeng a look, as if he was blaming him for which pot he did not open and which pot to carry.

Yun Qingfeng shrugged with an innocent look on his face.

Most of the time when the six people were sitting, there were only three voices, occasionally interjecting Mo Ran's choking yin and yang quotations.This atmosphere was not broken until a series of mobile phone ringtones rang.Su Weiran showed a guilty smile, and hurriedly left the hall with her mobile phone.

It was the broker who called her.

"Su Weiran, have you read the news on the Internet? Do things carefully, and control yourself in front of the camera. You have a long way to go, don't always think about taking shortcuts—don't think that you can use "Feng Yufei" This show is owned by our company, but do you know how many artists Huangyue has? How hard it is to get this variety show? Don't be overwhelmed for a while..." After a series of words, Su Weiran was a little dazed, she He frowned and bit his lip, looking flustered and aggrieved.Did her conversation with Qin Changyi go viral on the Internet?What should those people think of her?Will they insult her for being shameless together, saying that she is rushing to be a mistress?No, it doesn't look like this in the dream.The agent didn't give her a chance to speak at all, so she hung up the phone after leaving a sentence of "be cautious in words and deeds".

Su Weiran looked at the dark sky a little at a loss.

Clouds and mountains overlapped, as if pressing on her heart.

She lowered her head in frustration, looked at her phone and rubbed her eyes.

Just when the screen was about to go dark, a message popped up suddenly, it was a friend request, and it said: Susu, do you remember Chenchen when you were a child?

Su Weiran's heart skipped a beat, her impression of the little boy named "Chenchen" had long been blurred, but the dream later let her know that the little boy who was adopted back then became the upstart Ji Shiyong—could it be? real?The haze hanging over her heart was partly dispelled, she hesitated for a long time, bit her lip and accepted the friend request.

Ji Shicheng's profile picture is his own photo. Su Weiran zoomed in on the photo, and sure enough, it overlapped with the image of the energetic young president on the financial news.

When Su Weiran returned to the living room, only Mo Ran and Yun Qingfeng were left sitting and playing games.Su Weiran broke into a smile, and she asked, "What are you playing?"

Mo Ran was startled by her, his hands trembled, but he didn't pick up the head, so he fell directly into a box.He glanced lightly at Su Weiran, and said, "No way? Is there anyone who hasn't even heard of this game?"

Su Weiran: "..." Of course she knows this game, but shouldn't they answer it in a gentlemanly manner?

"Where are Teacher Qin and the others?" Su Weiran looked around and asked again.

"Go back to the room." Yun Qingfeng's tone was mild.

Su Weiran let out an "oh", seeming a little disappointed.She didn't say hello to Yun Qingfeng and the others, she turned around and left.When the cloud hanging over his head disappeared, Mo Ran suddenly said: "Mr. Su seems to be very concerned about Mr. Qin?"

Yun Qingfeng shrugged, and replied: "She is Huangyue's artist."

Mo Ran had a clear face.

When Su Weiran passed by the wing room where Qin Changyi lived, his footsteps paused slightly.But thinking of the words Sheng Mingzhao threw at her face not long ago, she felt extremely embarrassed and unwilling.Why do you have to speak so harshly?Didn't she do nothing?There is no emotion between them at all!Su Weiran's temples twitched, she kept repeating the words "no emotion", trying to convince herself.Her dream is a prophetic dream - she will be the real eldest lady of the Su family in the future!

The exterior of the building is very retro, but the furnishings inside are not lacking.The room was brightly illuminated by the light. Qin Changyi sat on the edge of the bed with her head down, while Sheng Mingzhao sat on a low stool, held her palm, and watched carefully under the light.

"It's okay." Qin Changyi's voice was very soft, like a gentle wind.

"Fine skin and tender meat." Sheng Mingzhao raised his head and gave her a sideways glance, and muttered in a low voice.If Qin Changyi is like this, why isn't she herself?It's just that practice makes perfect, and you know how to reduce the damage to your hands.I have been working for a while, and I haven't completed much of the task, but my hands are red and the skin is worn out. It makes people feel very strange to see a chill rising from the soles of their feet.

Qin Changyi pursed her lips, and she whispered: "I'm not." The cotton swab was dipped in cool ointment and applied to the palms and fingers, the coolness was refreshing, and when the broken skin was found, there was a tingling pain again, and even Shensi They are all sober.Qin Changyi looked at the serious Sheng Mingzhao, she couldn't help stretching out her left hand, and brushed off the ponytail that had slipped off her shoulders.In fact, she couldn't see Sheng Mingzhao's expression clearly, let alone guess her state of mind - anyway, she wouldn't be as careful as herself.

This program is suitable for her, but it may not be suitable for me. What is the purpose of running over eagerly?

Sheng Mingzhao's attack suddenly became heavier.

Qin Changyi took a light breath.

Sheng Mingzhao looked at her and smiled, whether she was happy or in pain, Qin Changyi's emotions were still so single.

"You're distracted." Sheng Mingzhao's voice was calm, but Qin Changyi heard a sense of accusation from it.She just said "sorry".

Sheng Mingzhao asked back: "Why do you have to apologize? Is it wrong to be distracted?" She thought that when they quarreled in the past, Qin Changyi would also say "Sorry", that kind of serious perfunctory, it was so annoying.Before Qin Changyi could answer, she said again, "I didn't talk to you just now, and you don't need to answer."

Qin Changyi looked at Sheng Mingzhao blankly.

Sheng Mingzhao didn't intend to continue on this topic, she chuckled, put the ointment and cotton swabs back into the small medicine bag, she stood up and folded her hands on her chest, looking down at Qin Changyi.Her eyes shone with shattered light, as if refracted by glass.

"Remember what I said on the way back?"

She looked at Qin Changyi.

Qin Changyi straightened her back, she felt a sense of oppression, and her expression became serious.The brow condensed into a ball, but then relaxed again.

"I'm not familiar with Su Weiran. She is no different from other artists in the company. I don't know what she means, and I don't know why she thinks that way. I can't control other people's behavior, but I can restrain myself." Qin Changyi looked Sheng Mingzhao said seriously.

"I know." With a smile on Sheng Mingzhao's face, she said, "You won't care about her." She leaned forward, pointed at Qin Changyi's heart with her finger, curled her lips, and asked innocently Said, "Who will be in here in the future?"

after?Why later?Qin Changyi was taken aback, she reached out and grabbed Sheng Mingzhao's hand.

But in the next moment, Sheng Mingzhao pulled back.The scent of medicine and a fleeting warmth lingered on the fingertips.Qin Changyi looked at her hand absently, the bewilderment on her face never receded.She wanted to ask Sheng Mingzhao the same question, but for a while she didn't know how to speak. "Are you still going back to sleep tonight?" Qin Changyi asked in a low voice.

"what?"

Qin Changyi opened his mouth and fell silent.Under Sheng Mingzhao's gaze, her face was as red as a cloud.They were supposed to be together, but in the program group, every guest has their own room... But she said before that she didn't sleep soundly.Her mood rose and fell like a tide, she slowly calmed down and returned to the original Qin Changyi.Facing Sheng Mingzhao's soft gaze, she repeated again: "Where do you sleep tonight?" The rhythm of her heartbeat was still better than usual, and Qin Changyi's breathing was a little short.Taking a step towards a road that has never been taken before, Qin Changyi was actually a little nervous.This feeling is like the first investment she made—anxiety but also a little joy.

"Where do you want me to sleep?" Of course Sheng Mingzhao would not let go of this opportunity. She walked lightly and sat down beside Qin Changyi. She blinked, as if she was really stumped by this question. .

Qin Changyi's hand clenched the corner of her clothes. She could ask, but she couldn't answer by herself.

"Do you wish me to have a good dream?" Sheng Mingzhao asked with a light smile.

Qin Changyi looked at her nervously and nodded slightly.

Sheng Mingzhao stretched out his arms to hug Qin Changyi, and said in a complaining tone, "But you're not by my side, so I can't sleep well."

Qin Changyi's body stiffened for a moment, but she soon relaxed.Sheng Mingzhao pressed her shoulder sideways, she could only hear the voice, but couldn't see her expression, she didn't know if there was a wanton smile on her lips, and she didn't know if there was a joke hidden in those bright eyes.

Like an unpredictable wind.

"Zhao Zhao." Qin Changyi spoke suddenly, and she saw her expression in the mirror on one side, with a residual blush and a sudden coldness.

She suddenly became a little irritable.

Sheng Mingzhao raised his eyes, with a hint of laziness hidden in his publicity, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Changyi pressed the center of her eyebrows, and she shook her head.But after a while, she realized that Sheng Mingzhao didn't like this hesitant appearance the most, she opened her mouth and said, "I just think we've wasted our time."

Sheng Mingzhao noticed that Qin Changyi's expression suddenly became stern, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water, and a string in his heart broke instantly.She frowned, and subconsciously interpreted her words as regretting participating in the show.Her face turned cold instantly, and she said, "Regret?" She sneered, "You really shouldn't have come."

Qin Changyi: "..." She turned to Sheng Mingzhao and said, "That's not what I mean, I just think these three years... are a waste." Her voice became lower and lower, very close to helplessness and bewilderment.

Sheng Mingzhao lowered his head after hearing Qin Changyi's words.A strange feeling rose in her heart, half cold and half hot.Do you regret those three years, or do you regret wasting your days?

What has been going on between them for the past three years?Cold, as if separated by a gap, only occasionally maintain each other's dignity in front of outsiders, and find a feeling of companionship, but most of them are pretending.She likes Qin Changyi's face, it's really good.In the past, she also thought that she could live a lifetime just by looking at her face, but it turned out that people are greedy, and she wanted more.

Unless Qin Changyi's temperament changed drastically as written in the book, forcing her to make a choice, forcing her to completely cut off the fetters between each other.

She said she regretted it, denied the past, did she choose the future?

"I didn't expect Mr. Qin to be a person who would regret it." Sheng Mingzhao chuckled lightly, his tone extremely brisk.She didn't give Qin Changyi a chance to speak, and suddenly changed the subject, she said, "But there is no medicine for regret in this world. Of course, if you are dissatisfied with the current situation, you can choose to change."

Sheng Mingzhao's eyes were like a dark abyss, and her true attitude could not be seen from her half-smile expression.

Qin Changyi frowned, and got along very well with Sheng Mingzhao recently, she thought their distance was getting closer, but now it seems that there is still a deep boundary.Facing the somewhat unfamiliar Sheng Mingzhao, Qin Changyi subconsciously looked at Sheng Mingzhao with a look of looking at his negotiating opponents. When he suddenly woke up, Sheng Mingzhao's face was as frosty, and there was a chill all over his body.Talking about regretting wasted three years, but unknowingly reappeared the scene of indifferent confrontation at the beginning.

"I'm not dissatisfied, I'm fine now." Qin Changyi said, the moment her momentum relaxed, she became softer.

Sheng Mingzhao took a step back, put away her thorny appearance, smiled, and said, "Don't mention the past."

"But you turned over the old score." Qin Changyi accused in a low voice.

Sheng Mingzhao's expression froze, and after a while he said confidently: "When it can be connected with the present, it will no longer be the past."

Qin Changyi said: "Excessive words make sense."

Sheng Mingzhao squinted his eyes, she looked at Qin Changyi, and slowly climbed up her face with her hand, rubbing her rosy lips with her fingertips, Sheng Mingzhao asked lazily: "Is it not possible?"

Qin Changyi: "..." All the sense organs in his body seemed to be moving with Sheng Mingzhao's fingers, and a low "What a pity" seemed to sound in his ears, what "What a pity"?Qin Changyi thought about it, and unconsciously asked the question.

Sheng Mingzhao looked at her, and said casually: "It's a pity, fingertips."

Qin Changyi: "..."

Seeing Qin Changyi's rosy face again, Sheng Mingzhao chuckled again and said, "It's not a pity, you don't need to use your hands, right?"

The author has something to say: Qin Changyi: The poor innocent has no sense of security.

Zhao Zhao: Me neither!