God, please be gentle with me

With a height of 170 cm and a weight of less than 48KG, Su Rina has slender and straight legs and a slender figure than ordinary people.Her father is a Chinese calligrapher, and it is said that her ancestors were Mongolian/Gugui/Horse, and her mother is a famous French actress who has died.Her prominent family background made her live in a very different environment from others since she was a child.

She was born in Paris, France, and returned to China when she was six years old. She debuted as a child star and played the daughter, sister and childhood roles of many big-name stars.Coupled with her good looks with obvious mixed-race style inherited from her mother, as well as her sexy/sensual, concave/convex figure, she has become a popular actress.

Now 21 years old, she is already a student of Star International Academy of Performing Arts. She is studying and filming at the same time. She has participated in more than 25 film and television works, six of which are heroines.

However, perhaps she became famous earlier, she has a maturity that does not match her age, and her makeup is relatively gorgeous, and she always steps on [-] cm high stilettos, and she moves nimbly like walking on flat ground.

At this time, she was holding a cup of latte coffee in her hand, leaning against the door with a charming smile and said, "Excuse me, has anyone ordered coffee?"

"Su Rina, why are you bringing coffee?" An Jiyu said unexpectedly.

"I asked Xiao Mi to get off work." Su Rina walked in with a smile, "She is very tired after running outside all day."

"Hmm." Originally, An Jiyu planned to let her go home after delivering the coffee.

"I didn't bother you, did I?" Su Rina said as she walked to An Jiyu's side, pulled a chair and sat down.

"I should say that." An Jiyu smiled, "Isn't your announcement very full? Why do you still have time to help Xiao Mi deliver coffee?"

"Because this is your coffee, I want to give it to you." Su Rina raised one leg. She was wearing a black lace dress, which set off her fair skin.

"I'm really flattered to be able to be valued so much by seniors."

There have been rumors of scandals between Su Rina and the male stars she has worked with.Of course, to a certain extent, it is also the company’s way of hype. Su Rina is following the powerful route that emphasizes both beauty and sexiness, while An Jiyu is following the sunny and handsome idol route. At least the brokerage company’s current promotion of An Jiyu Positioning is "idol".

As an idol, the most fearful thing is rumors. A single "Ouba" is always more popular than someone with a girlfriend.

"Don't make me sound old, I'm only one year older than you." Su Rina laughed, "Don't worry about you having an affair with me. My current rumored boyfriend is Xiao Nan, you know?"

"know."

"When you finish signing, come and have a drink with me."

"what?"

"I've been filming NG many times today, I'm really bored to death," Su Rina said, holding her chin, "In the past, Sister Cai accompanied me to have a drink, but now Sister Cai is yours..."

"Understood, I will go with you." An Jiyu smiled and said.

Su Rina smiled with satisfaction. In fact, on the first day An Jiyu joined the company, she was attracted by his smile.

Perhaps the male stars who have been acting with her all the time are seven or eight years older than her. Unknowingly, she has become very mature, and the girls in the company have begun to call her "Miss Sister." "

Obviously she is younger than them.

Until meeting An Jiyu, the girl's heart, which had been covered in dust for a long time, was violently shaken.

It would be great if I could play with An Jiyu, but unfortunately the company did not intend to make such an arrangement. An Jiyu's latest contract is also an idol drama, and the girl who is his partner is only 17 years old this year.

Sitting next to An Jiyu now, watching him earnestly sign the poster, Su Rina felt as if a sea of ​​flowers had bloomed in her heart. Just looking at it, she felt brimming with happiness. If she really became his daughter Friends, what is happiness like?

Just thinking about it, Su Rina's heart fluttered: "Why don't you drink tonight, get him drunk, and then take him down?"

Although the company stipulates that artists are not allowed to communicate in private, she has always followed the rules, but that was before she met An Jiyu.

It's only after you meet that some people make you want to break the rules.

"What's wrong?" An Jiyu couldn't help asking when he noticed Su Rina's unusual silence.

"It's nothing, huh? You signed everything, so fast."

"What makes perfect." An Jiyu sorted out the posters and took them out to the staff. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

"Let's go, I'll drive." Su Rina said positively.

"Yeah." An Jiyu walked ahead and saw the cardboard box of review materials for the college entrance examination placed on the front desk of the company.

"An Jiyu?" Seeing An Jiyu suddenly stop, Su Rina asked puzzled, "What's the matter? Forgot to take something?"

"I'm sorry, Su Rina, I suddenly remembered that there are still things at home." An Jiyu took a few steps forward, picked up the heavy cardboard box with both hands, and said, "Let's have a drink next time, okay?"

"Huh?" Su Rina was rejected by a boy for the first time, and she didn't react for a while.

"I'm really sorry, I'll definitely go next time. I'll treat you, and I'll call Sister Cai along." Holding the cardboard box, An Jiyu apologized to Su Rina, and then hurried away.

"Wh-what? You let me go?" Su Rina watched An Jiyu disappear into the elevator, and almost threw away the limited edition LV bag in her hand.

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next day

At 35:[-] in the afternoon, the seventh period has just ended, and school will be over after another self-study class, but the nerves that have been tense for a day can't be relaxed, because I don't know what the next exam will be.

In today's spare time, Zhao Bin applied for a Weibo account with his mobile phone number. He also used Weibo before, but he forgot both the account number and password.

I couldn’t find it after repeated tests, so I simply applied for another one, and the ID was called “White Rabbit Toffee is delicious”.

In the past, he logged on to Weibo to pay attention to some game companies, Japanese comics, and Marvel movies. This time, in addition to the user list recommended to him by Weibo, he directly searched for KG, An Jiyu and other keywords.

He found and followed An Jiyu's Weibo, and set him as "special attention", so that whenever An Jiyu posts Weibo, he will receive reminders from Weibo.

In fact, the phone vibrated twice between his classes.An Jiyu has posted a total of two Weibos from yesterday to now, one is about him removing makeup in the dressing room of the TV station, and the other is about a signed magazine poster. An Jiyu has not shown his face, so it is not sure if he posted it himself. Yes, the assistant did it.

Zhao Bin cared so much about An Jiyu's activities because An Jiyu hadn't contacted him since yesterday noon, after the two had tutored physics on WeChat.

It's like suddenly "disconnecting".

Because An Jiyu has always agreed on the time for make-up lessons and calls, Zhao Bin can't disturb him rashly. What if he is recording?

Zhao Bin didn't quite know what the artist's specific work was like, and he was worried that his proactive contact would disturb An Jiyu's work.

However, he was very concerned about what An Jiyu was doing. After thinking about it, he suddenly thought of the method of following artists on Weibo.

In order to retrieve the original account number and password, Zhao Bin used many methods, and even listed a long note, writing the password he would use.

The passwords and account numbers were tested one by one during the break between classes, but none of them were correct.

Han Jialin thought he was solving a very complicated math problem.

Knowing that he was trying to get back his Weibo account, Han Jialin said in surprise, "Is it so complicated? You didn't post anything in your last Weibo, so you just need to apply for a new one."

"Why didn't I think of that." Zhao Bin said suddenly, and quickly registered an account again.

"What's wrong with you today? You've been preoccupied all day long." Han Jialin asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Have a cold?"

"No, maybe it's because I took the exam too many times today. English, mathematics, and Chinese are really bombarded." Zhao Bin sighed.The teachers of each subject seemed to have made an appointment today, and they all chose the surprise test on the same day.

"Is there any way? This is the life of the third year of high school, you just accept your fate." Han Jialin said in a moody way.

Zhao Bin glanced at Han Jialin, and felt that he was "dead" today, and he would have complained about the exams in the past.

Too many, the test questions are too difficult, etc., and I will run to choke with the teacher.

Sure enough, it must be because of Fang Shuyao from Class [-]. They also met in the cafeteria today. Although there was no conflict, everyone could see that it was a cold war.

And Fang Shuyao's support team's attitude towards Han Jialin was even worse. The QQ group at the school was criticizing Han Jialin, thinking that he was rude, pushy, and fighting.

Although Han Jialin was originally considered a man of influence (school grass) in school, but now he is "famous" in the true sense.

When I went to the bathroom between classes, there were always people pointing at my back. Han Jialin was so angry that he kicked the door of the bathroom (accidentally), and was caught by the teacher. In addition to compensation, he had to write a review.

I always feel that there is a dark cloud hanging over his head now, and it is not so easy to dispel that dark cloud.

The bell for the self-study class rang, and the physics teacher walked into the classroom with a stack of physics test papers on his face, picked up chalk and wrote on the blackboard: "Physics simulation test."

"Again..." There was a small sigh in the class.

"Don't talk nonsense, you can go home after finishing the paper." The physics teacher said loudly, like an imperial decree.

Before getting the test paper, Zhao Bin secretly refreshed Weibo, but An Jiyu still didn't update anything.

He gave up, put his phone back in his schoolbag, took the test paper and started to do the questions...