After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

Chapter 216 Chapter 216 is the marketing will always overturn

Song Mo couldn't stand it anymore, so he took out his computer and opened Pro.

Fang Xing behind the desk was making plans, and Song Mo on the small table was editing videos.

Song Mo didn't upload the complete video until he was about to leave work.

Silence inT0Dorp: Let's appreciate how bad the acting skills of a past actress are.

People who were attracted by this ironic title clicked into the video, and then were attracted by the edited clip.

Every close-up of the woman in the video, every look, every body movement, seems to be the character herself, not the interpretation.

In addition, Song Mo deliberately avoided putting characters with similar characters together when editing. The contrast reveals the acting skills of the people in the video.

The bottom is quickly filled with comments.

Jiahewanshixing: Swear at you, click in, and leave happily.Boss cut another five yuan, I love to watch.

Zui Wu: Such a comparison of his acting skills really beats most people in domestic entertainment. By the way, I think he graduated from the University of Political Science and Law majoring in law, not from a major.Some non-major students will be rolled up according to this level.

Keke Keke: Reposted for fans of a certain marketing cafe to see, and the acting skills have regressed?I think acting is what it looks like, and the works must have works, not some artists who only have marketing can touch porcelain.

This video clip quickly became a hot search along with "You can always trust Meng Jue's acting skills".

Homophonic stalks will never deduct money: Seeing that everyone is bragging about my sister's acting skills, I will quietly popularize science. This editor is the sister who was imprisoned by Song Mou and apologized on the whole network. hospital's.

Song Mo's mouth twitched when he saw this reply with a particularly prominent style of painting.

Memories of last year started to attack me.

Silence inT0Dorp replied to the homophonic stalk of never deducting money: the past is unbearable, so don't mention it again.

She was looking at the reply when a sentence came from behind her, "Good cut."

At some point, Fang Xing had finished his work and stood up from his desk.

"Are you done?"

Fang Xing naturally went around and sat down beside her, "Well, the work has been arranged, what do you want to eat tonight?"

After packing up the computer, Song Mo turned his eyes and thought for a while, "Let's go eat fish pot."

"it is good."

The two sat together, waiting for the fish to be served.

"It's a rare weekend, where do you want to go?" Fang Xing supported his head, looking a little listless.

His eyes are slightly blue, and there are still bloodshot eyes in his eyes. He is obviously very happy to be ravaged by overtime.

She supported her head, "I haven't thought about it. Where do you want to go?"

Fang Xing sent her the promotional picture, "Let's go to the symphony concert tomorrow night, okay?"

"Elegant art?" Song Mo was not very interested.

"Originally the big head wanted to take his girlfriend to see it, but he broke up with her girlfriend, and he is posting an announcement in Moments to ask who wants a ticket."

So this ticket is still free?

"It's okay to go and listen."

"Then I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon."

After the two of them had dinner, Fang Xing adjusted the navigation and fell asleep in the back seat. Song Mo drove him back.

The next day.

Song Mo flipped out a little black dress decorated with piano keys, matched it with a few note-shaped hairpins, and walked out the door after a casual tidying up.

The concert site was full of people, most of whom were neatly dressed like the two of them.

Fang Xing gently held her hand, and then turned his gaze to the orchestra on stage.

On the other side of the seat, Wang Baoshan was chatting with Lu Nanwang.

As soon as she contacted Lu Nanwang and handed over the tickets, this autistic music idiot hooked her up just like that.

Establish a good relationship first, and then it will not be difficult to discuss cooperation later.

"I heard that this orchestra has won an international award..." She introduced it eloquently.

Lu Nanwang turned his head, put his finger on his lips, "Miss Wang, the performance has started."

She would agree to come to this concert with Wang Baoshan in order to listen to the orchestra's performance, not to chat with her.

Of course, if this concert is really worthwhile, it is also possible to have a chat with this Wang Baoshan.

But my brother said, be careful with this Wang.

A beautiful melody flowed out, and the woman in the white skirt closed her eyes and shook her body gently.

For her, music is a good medicine for curing diseases.

She used to close herself to the world, but only opened her heart to music.

Wang Baoshan looked at the people who were intoxicated by it, and he was sure in his heart that this time, the song-seeking was safe.

She glanced around the corner, and a person holding a camera equipment moved the camera to this side.

A hot search slowly rose on the honeycomb.

#王宝善Lu Nanwang appeared at the concert together

Sister Shan is my treasure: Shanbao has lost all contacts, after all, everyone in the circle knows how difficult it is to get an appointment with this society.Being able to go to the concert with him is obviously because he likes Shanbao, and my Shanbao is also very friendly.

The wind blows the cloth pocket: Speechless, is this going to blow?
Awang Shenguo: Is it possible that Lu Daidai was attracted by the concert?
Eels crawling all over the ground: Can a marketing fan come out and form a CP without meeting anyone?Then it will be a joke, don't waste public resources, OK?

It didn't take long for this Chaohua to be overwhelmed by Wang Baoshan's fans and trolls. There were discussions throughout the Chaohua. It was speculated that Wang Baoshan and Lu Nanwang had become friends and might enter the music circle in the future.

The last note floats from the instrument, the performer takes a bow, and the concert ends.

Lu Nanwang, whose ears were greatly satisfied, thanked the woman beside him, "Thank you, Miss Wang."

"You're welcome, I just want to listen to my favorite band with people who also like music." Wang Baoshan said modestly.

She remembered that if she walked a little further, there would be paparazzi squatting there waiting to take pictures. As long as she and Lu Nanwang could be photographed walking out of the concert talking and laughing, her marketing for today would be over.

"Suddenly felt that today was really worth it... I really didn't expect the live performance of "The Tempest" to sound so shocking. I almost fell asleep in the middle, but I woke up the moment it sounded." Song Mo shook Two people hold hands together.

Fang Xing nodded, "Yes, yes, when you were listening to "Song of Spring", you almost drool on my clothes."

"Where do I have it?" Song Mo looked around and looked away.

For a moment, she and a person's eyes crossed.

Familiar feeling.

"silently!"

Wang Baoshan was about to convince Lu Nanwang to write a song for her, "I just don't know..."

In the next second, the person she was leading rushed out and hugged a woman she hated the most.

Naturally, this scene was also captured by reporters ambushing nearby.

Although Qin Tianyu covers the sky with one hand, he doesn't know that his fingers have gaps, and the entire Internet is not all his mouthpiece.

Soon, there were reverse remarks in Wang Baoshan's marketing Chaohua just now.

I hate eels: Laughing dead, a certain marketing guy just boasted that he was friendly and popular, and now the CPs in the group have all run away.Oh, by the way, someone's expression in this picture collapsed, laughing to death, marketing marketing, wanting to make up for it.

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