Chapter 3: Go Back in Time
Su Hu, the bodyguard standing behind Xie Zhou, made a timely move to support him.

Xie Zhou was able to stand firm and fell to the ground without embarrassment.

His face was pale and colorless from the severe pain, and he was sweating profusely.

Seeing his worried expression, Su Hu said, "Master, are you alright?"

Secretary Tang: "Boss, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Xie Zhou lowered his eyes to look at the flat ground, and said lightly, "It's okay."

Pulling out the arm supported by Su Hu, he stood up straight.

He continued to move forward with steady steps with no expression on his face.

(Host, you are so powerful, you can bear this.)
The Yinhe saw that his hand, which was clearly holding the gift bag, had bulging veins, but his expression remained unchanged, and he had to admire it.

The staff watched Mr. Xie and his party leave.

The gossip crowd asked Sheng Zhi curiously about her relationship with Mr. Xie.

Sheng Zhi said lightly, it doesn't matter, the two don't know each other.

Carry it away and go back to continue reading.

Unfortunately, the way was blocked.

"Xiao Sheng, just tell me."

"Don't worry, we won't tell the outside world."

"Yes."

Sheng Zhi frowned, it was so annoying, her fingers moved slightly.

Da Song saw that something was wrong, so he hurriedly made a rescue.

"It doesn't matter what Dazhi said, don't you understand human speech!"

Putting down a sentence, he dragged Sheng Zhi away in big strides.

Someone muttered, what is the fierceness, why don't you just ask a few words.

Da Song lazy to deal with this group of people who don't know how to live or die.

If he hadn't done this just now, these eight wives would have been beaten to the ground by Da Zhi.

A bunch of idiots and eighth wives.

The last time he came out of the bookstore to buy books, he walked not far, and saw a cake shop, so he went to buy a cake.

When he came back, before he got any closer, he saw a group of hooligans surrounding Da Zhi who was reading a book.

One of the gangsters pulled out the book from Dazhi's hand and threw it on the ground.

He had picked up a stick and hadn't come close.

I saw that Da Zhi frowned, raised her leg and kicked the gangster who threw her book three meters away.

He was stunned!

With his mouth open, he froze.

The other gangsters saw their elder brother being bullied and stepped forward to take revenge.

In less than five seconds, everyone was beaten up by Da Zhi, crying for their parents.

Called Dad.

Dazhi bent down calmly, picked up the book, and patted the ashes on it.

He said lightly: "Books are not allowed to be thrown around."

Scared bastards, say yes again and again.

Da Song felt that he was able to disturb her so unscrupulously while she was reading, all thanks to the two being very close and he was her boss.

Da Song stuffed the book on the stool into her arms, "The next play will be you, hurry up and read it while you have time."

I don't know why he fell in love with this nerd at the first sight.

Oh no, she came to her door herself and wanted to be an actress. Seeing that she was good looking, and she was from a prestigious school, she was an actress major, so she signed the contract.

As a result, this master is not good at Buddhism.

Other artists try their best to get good roles, but this one only plays small roles.

So much so that he is still an eighteenth-line starlet.

15 minute later.

"Okay, click, next game." Director Qiao shouted with a loudspeaker.

Da Song: "It's your turn."

Sheng Zhi didn't move, still reading.

Da Song stretched out his hand again to block her view of reading, "Da Zhi, it's your turn."

To live, to have money to buy a lot of books.

Sheng Zhi got up and went to work. She didn't have many roles, playing the role of a hidden guard.

Wearing elegant and sexy dance clothes and hiding among the dancers, he followed the instructions of his master to assassinate King Jin who was intoxicated by women.

The dancing posture is enchanting and charming, coupled with the stunning face, like a seductive witch.

Where is it like a salted fish keeping in good health, a nerd indulging in the one-dimensional world.

What an extreme contrast.

Every time Da Song watched her filming, he admired, oh my god, why do I have such a good eye, I picked up a treasure, I was born to be an actor.

But every time he saw her drinking wolfberry tea in a thermos, reading a book leisurely.

The look of not wanting to make progress.

His teeth itched again with anger.

People love and hate it!

Sheng Zhi's work will soon be over.

When it was time to get off work, the heavy bell rang throughout the film and television city.

Da Song: "Where's the bell?"

The staff looked at the tall building with a red body and a simple and elegant appearance in the distance: "It seems to be the bell of the bell tower."

Da Song: "Didn't the clock be dumb for decades?"

"It might be fixed."

As the bell rang, Sheng Zhi looked up at the clear sky, and saw ripples like water in the sky.

While the bell was ringing, Sheng Zhi stood where she was, witnessing an unbelievable and unscientific scene in front of her.

The white clouds rolled quickly, the scorching sun receded, everyone started to walk backwards, and the environment began to change rapidly.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like