Improperly being a control group, I became popular on family variety shows

Chapter 2 Redefining Black and Red
Sang Youming crouched in the corner trembling with his head in his arms, and begged for mercy: "Dad, let me call your dad, please don't hit me!"

Why is his biological daughter so tough, can he not have it?
Sang Ning looked at Sang Youming condescendingly, standing with a slightly slanted body, holding an empty wine bottle in her hand, she looked like a big sister who was not to be trifled with.

"Do you still dare to drink in the future?"

As soon as Sang Ning's cold voice fell, Sang Youming shook his head like a sieve: "Don't dare, don't dare!"

If he dared to say "no", the wine bottle in Sang Ning's hand would probably hit him on the head.

A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, he still dares when Sang Ning can't see him!

Seeing that Sang Youming admitted his mistake with a good attitude, Sang Ning put down the empty wine bottle, patted the dust in her hands, and said casually: "From today onwards, I will officially return to Sang's house, please inform my mother and brother, I'm going to have a quick family meeting tonight and get them back before dinner. I'm going to sleep now and I don't want to wake up to this garbage in the living room, understand?"

Alcoholics like Sang Youming are more or less alcohol dependent, and Sang Ning didn't expect him to quit drinking anytime soon. It would be nice to find something for him to do temporarily to divert his attention.

"Understand, understand!" Sang Youming responded repeatedly, "I'll start working now, and I'll make sure you won't see any dust when you wake up!"

Most of the time he woke up from the drunkenness, he just wanted to send the irritable Sang Ning away, and hurriedly pointed to the bedroom where Chu Xi lived before. After Sang Ning walked into the bedroom and closed the door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground.

There was still some wine left in the empty wine bottle that Sang Ning put on the ground just now, he picked up the bottle and quickly poured the remaining wine into his mouth and swallowed it, then put the empty wine bottle back as if nothing had happened.

He was so frightened that he had to drink some wine to suppress his shock!

After calming down a bit, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and started calling one by one.

The first call was to his wife Hu Zhi.

"Hey, what's the matter? Wait, touch!"

"Ah, what are you talking about, I can't hear clearly? Xiao Ning turned into a tigress and came back?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't Xiao Ning make it clear that she would not return to Sang's house?"

"Don't talk about it, I'll hang up. I'm going to mess up the Qing University pair in a while."

Sang Youming was about to die of anger, the sound of playing mahjong on the other end of the phone completely covered his voice, Hu Zhi listened to three things but not four, and completely missed the point.

In a hurry, he yelled into the phone: "The house is burning, come back and put out the fire!"

"What!" Hu Zhi finally heard it clearly this time, pushed the card away, and hurriedly stood up, "Stop playing, something happened at home, I have to go!"

The poker players looked at each other in a daze, but then heaved a sigh of relief, Hu Zhi's game is too good, it's good if they leave, they can lose less.

After hanging up the phone, Sang Youming realized that the voice he spoke just now was too loud. He looked in the direction of the bedroom with some fear, and after making sure that Sang Ning was fine, he took a long breath, and then hid in the bedroom again. In the bathroom, call your son Sang Chuan.

This time, the background sound on the other end of the call was from an Internet cafe, and various national curses were intertwined, including Sang Chuan's voice.

"Damn it, you son of a bitch, didn't you see me rushing forward? Still wretched behind, are you going to collect your father's body?"

Sang Youming didn't have the patience to explain to Sang Chuan this time, and yelled under his throat: "Son of a son of a bitch, your father is still here, so you want to be a father? The house is on fire, you come back to me quickly!"

Sang Chuan's mobile phone was turned on hands-free, and it was placed next to the mouse. He automatically blocked everything Sang Youming said, and only heard the words "the house is on fire".

He couldn't calm down anymore, he took off the headset and bounced off the chair.

His gaming gear!He wants to go back and save them!

After all the staff were notified, Sang Youming breathed a sigh of relief, and one of the things that his aunt told him was finally completed.

He came out of the bathroom and started to clean. There were too many empty wine bottles in the living room. He was afraid that the sound of the collision of wine bottles would disturb Sang Ning, so he thoughtfully turned on the stereo to play soft light music.

If it wasn't for the fear that Sang Ning would rush out and beat him up, he would have cast a heart-purifying spell on her.

What a beautiful girl, it's impossible to be so angry.

In the bedroom, Sang Ning was lying on her back on the bed, with her hands folded behind her head, staring at the ceiling in a daze, and began to think about her next path.

In her previous life, after graduating from her Ph.D., she didn't find a serious job, but became an outdoor adventure live broadcast blogger.

She is still a person who loves challenges in her bones. The entertainment industry is a brand new field for her, and it seems not bad to continue to follow the original owner's path.

The original owner just graduated from the Film Academy this year. In his junior year, he accepted a web drama adapted from a popular novel and played the role of the female lead. With this web drama, he successfully entered the ranks of popular florets.

The original owner's appearance is a coquettish and slut type, with a pair of seductive fox eyes, and red lips that are not spotted. The kind of coolness that is so beautiful that it is so aggressive is the only one in the entertainment industry, and there is no meal replacement.

Originally, the future was bright, but the original owner couldn't help but like to die.

Playing big names, bullying other actresses, touching male stars to deliberately stir up gossip, insulting fans...

It can be said that there are many crimes, too many to list!
There is a saying in the fan circle that the star in the entertainment industry who is most afraid of house collapse is none other than Sang Ning, because she is in ruins and has no house to collapse.

Sang Ning didn't care much about this. The original owner was the black and red flower, which proves that there is still some attention. Isn't there a lot of celebrities in the entertainment industry who are whitewashed?
She believed that she would be one of them too.

Thinking of this, Sang Ning took out her mobile phone and opened Weibo. The current number of followers is 2000 million.

The corners of her lips curled up in a satisfied arc, so what about being black, she has her own fan base, so she's afraid she won't be able to turn around?
She clicked on the message interface, @我的, comments and private messages are all 999+.

The smile on his face stopped abruptly the moment he clicked on @我, there were all kinds of weird lists inside, and the people in the comment area were crazy @她——

The most slutty female star, an inventory of the hottest acting skills of the year, the embarrassing variety show moments that make people pick jio...

In all the lists, she held the top spot with the absolute advantage of fault first.

She clicked on the comment again, and this time the corners of her lips flattened completely, and even drooped slightly.

All the netizens were scolding her fancy.

[A daily question, is Sang Ning dead today? 】

[If you don't learn swords and guns, you learn to be cheap, and if you don't practice swords, you can practice being cheap! 】

[People's feet are bound, but you are bound to your cerebellum. 】

[Touching the scene to make you fall in love, you only took up two words. 】

……

The poor popularity of passers-by is really hopeless!

Sang Ning felt unlucky, and was about to throw the phone aside, out of sight and upset.

Just as she made a gesture ready to throw it away, after a second thought, she put the phone back and clicked on the private message.

She set up that only fans can send private messages, and she has 2000 million fans, so it's impossible to follow her just to scold her through private messages, right?

Ha ha.

Naive, the private messages are all scolding her.

Absolutely, absolutely!
Sang Ning only now really understands what is black and red. If you can attract black fans, you can attract 2000 million, so I ask you if you accept it?
After seeing it, he was so jealous that he spurted out real fire of samadhi.

Among the private messages scolding her, she saw a very special private message.

The content displayed in the small box is: Sister, you look like a fairy, which is rare in the world, just...

The small frame can only display so much content, and Sang Ning is suddenly relieved, it seems that she still has true fans.

The corner of her mouth raised slightly, she clicked on the message to see what the fan said later.

But after seeing the complete content, the corners of her raised lips collapsed again.

(End of this chapter)