Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Furthermore, on the set, Fang Ideal, a four-generation single pass, was shocked by the "Cheating" incident, so she took advantage of the rest time and squatted in the corner to play the game to suppress the shock.

The results of it?

Shocked, she was going to die of anger.

"Hide behind me."

"Get out of the way!"

"I'll go, can you throw the grenade on time, it almost killed me."

"How come I meet Caibi every day."

Yes, as the king of chickens, she met a bronze teammate again, and she couldn't take it with her. That's fine, Caibi likes to throw grenades and throw them at her.

She almost killed her several times.

"My ancestors, can you hide, you follow me, my back is cold and whistling." I was afraid that I was accidentally sent to the sky by a pig teammate.

Frightened and shocked--

"Fang ideal."

Fang Ideal was wearing earphones, and he couldn't hear him clearly. He turned his head for a long time, and then showed the expression of two fools: "Old, boss."

Her boss, Xue Baoyi!

It was too horrified. She shivered, did not squat down, landed on her buttocks, shook her hand, M249 missed the aim, and was shot head head by the enemy. On the game interface, the corpse of ‘Old Nun’s Name Your Ancestor’ was lying.

gameover!

Xue Baoyi glanced at her mobile phone screen, not angry, and smiled: "The company trains you, but it doesn't let you play games."

Fang Ideal laughed, his hair terrified.

She hurriedly tore off the earphones, got up cleverly, and showed her 120,000 points of loyalty: "I'm going to unload the game." Just kidding, the boss didn't coax her well, so she won't have to mess around.

The big boss hummed seemingly from his nose.

Fang Ideal shivered and thought to himself, the big boss is not going to kill people, right? Damn, she has a single pass for four generations! Is it okay to kowtow now?

This looks scared!

Xue Baoyi looked at her as timid as a mouse, didn't scare her, and took out his usual posture as the boss: "Play well and play less games."

Someone who nodded and hawed: "Yes~"

Boss Xue glanced at the corner of his noble eyes before moving his expensive feet.

Fang Ideal turned into a little brother and bowed ninety degrees: "Send the boss respectfully."

This gave me three steps-

Xue Baoyi turned her head: "Also," her tone suddenly became a little bit fierce, "Let's stop scolding others!"

Brother Fang: "?!"

Why was the boss angry, she didn't scold him Caibi.

After watching the boss leave, Fang Ideal decided to play the game again to suppress the shock and soothe her frightened little heart.

Uninstall the game?

Oh, it's impossible to uninstall in this life.

Xue Baoyi’s secretary, Xiao Zhuang, is a chubby pier, one meter six, one hundred and seventy kilograms. He walks like a rolling ball. The only advantage is that his skin is good, and his face is full of collagen, which looks like a swelling. Boiled eggs, in short, look quite distinctive.

Xiao Zhuang just received a call from the company's president, asking him to notify the boss of the meeting.

The boss got in the car and drove the game without saying anything.

"Second Lord."

Xue Baoyi didn't have him.

Xiao Zhuang put his festive and round head from the main driver to the back: "Second Lord."

Xue Baoyi became impatient: "Playing games, don't bother me."

Damn, he said he was acting well, and he was caught in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds after ten minutes.

Xiao Zhuang didn't dare to remind him anymore, so he secretly took out his phone and played Nikki-Dress UP Queen.

The car was parked in the underground garage. It was very quiet. Xue Baoyi didn't plug in the headphones. The sound of the game was very clear, and the scolding of teammates in the game was also very clear.

"Meeting you again! I've lost my mould for eight lifetimes!"

Xue Baoyi, whose face turned purple: "..."

Lao Na's name is your ancestor.

He was very impressed with this name, and he also added a game friend for scolding.

There is no doubt that Fang Ideal died at the hands of his opponent again, or the enemy-a handsome character that runs through her life, what kind of fate is it, so that she is frequently killed by him in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

That evening, two news shocked the entertainment industry.

First, the genius director Jiang Zhi acted as the special model of the 18-line hair salon, and the same hairstyle was popular once it was launched.

Second, Jin Song, the vice president of China Entertainment, was exposed to a scandal and had long-term improper relationships with many of his artists.

At seven o'clock in the evening, there were a lot of people in front of the fairy shop.

The boss and chief hair stylist Cheng Zin has become a dog. He hasn't eaten dinner until now, and the guests are in a constant stream. Not all of them come to make hair, and they come to take photos. The poster posted at the door was temporarily printed, and there was no time to revise the picture, but it didn’t matter. Jiang Zhi resisted the fight, just pat it casually, and put that post. It is the God of Fortune, thanks to the blessing of the God of Fortune. , The fairy descended to the world also went back to the hot search.

"What color?"

"Director Jiang the same paragraph?"

"Ogawa, is there any fog blue hair dye?"

"No more."

"Is it possible to change the color?"

"You don't have to change, go to the front desk to queue up and make an appointment."

This is the celebrity effect.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Floating Curie was drunk and fancied.

Behind the screen, the geisha is playing the pipa, the dishes on the dinner table are not moving, and one glass of wine is filled.

The door opened, and the person looked hurried.

Jin Song raised his hand, and the wine waitress put down the wine cup and exited the room with the geisha playing music.

"President Jin."

Jin Song took a sip of the white wine and was slightly drunk: "What did he say?"

The secretary stepped forward and said: "The chairman told you not to go to China Entertainment for the time being, and Tang Heng's financing project has also been suspended."

Jin Song shook his glass of wine and smiled: "What a murderer with a knife."

The secretary was silent.

咣——

A banquet was overturned, Jin Song stood up and walked to the old wooden sofa: "Is your contract expiring soon?"

There is one more person in this room.

He replied: "Twenty-three days left."

"Do you want to get the video back?"

The person on the sofa raised his head.

Jin Song leaned over and put his hand on his shoulder: "Help me do the last thing, and after it's done, I will destroy all those things."

Xiao Linshu debuted as a singer and has signed with China Entertainment for the tenth year. He is eighteen and twenty-eight.

"What can I do for you?"

The hand resting on his shoulders slowly moved from his neck to his chest, as if flirting.

"No hurry, speak slowly."

Click.

The metal belt buckle made a harsh noise, and Jin Song smiled and pulled out the long thin belt around his waist.

Xiao Linshu came out again, an hour later, he limped and walked very slowly.

As soon as Lin Shuang arrived, he stared at him for a moment before running forward.

"Lin Shu——"

Before she touched him, she was pushed away by him: "Go away."

He was wearing a mask and his clothes were intact, but he was bent over and straightened up.

Lin Shuang's eyes were already red: "Will you deal with the wound first?"

He looked up, Khan rolled down: "I will let you go."

Lin Shuang's outstretched hand froze, did not dare to help him at all.

The phone rings.

Xiao Linshu supported the wall and stared at the screen for a long time before connecting.

"Vill."

His voice was suppressed very low, and the echo was very soft in the vacant corridor.

"I will be back the day after tomorrow."

The severe winter is here, hail falls in the evening, and heavy snow is approaching.

The wind blew the leaves and screamed, and it was too cold outside. Jiang Weier, wrapped in a thick down jacket, stood under the tree and talked on the phone for a long time.

The old voice was calling her "Five Miss".

"The old lady is calling you from there."

The message was from Mrs. Gui who was next to Mrs. Jiang. Before the old lady left the pavilion, Mrs. Gui stayed by her side and waited on her. Later, when Mrs. Gui lost her husband, he stayed in Jiang's house with the old lady.

"I'll call you later." Jiang Weier hung up the phone and went into the room, "Has Brother Zhi arrived?"

Gui Shi walked behind with an umbrella, and replied: "It's not yet. It's said that there was hail on the road. It is not convenient for the road to slip, and I will arrive later."

Jiang Weier entered the room.

The old lady sits on the south side, the eldest son of Dafang sits eastward, and the second son of the second room sits westward. After that, the grandson sits northward in turn, standing next to him.

Jiang's parents and children are always strict.

Jiang Xiaolin and Jiang Fuli called out the five aunts and stood neatly. When Jiang Weier took a seat, she was the most informal one, pulling a chair and sitting next to Jiang Weikai, the son of Jiang Wei.

The old lady didn't say anything, so naturally others dare not say anything.

"Auntie,"

It was Jiang Fuxi from the four rooms. She offered tea and said, "I don't know if your taste has changed. Fuxi took the initiative and made Huangshan Maofeng for you."

In the whole Jiang family, Fuxi, a girl from the four rooms, who knows most about words and expressions, has followed her mother's surname. She has been cautious in her words and deeds since she was a child, and is the most stable.

Jiang Weier took the tea cup, the temperature was just right, not hot: "Sister Xie Xi's tea."

Jiang Fuxi smiled and went back to stand beside the old lady.

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The Jiang family character relationship diagram is in the digression of Chapter 014.