Star Agent Who Will Add Points

Ruoba nodded, "Yes, I believe in Sister Xiaomi, and I also believe in the boss."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting signed artist Dili Ruoba.

Since the two parties only agreed verbally, the artist is only for the probationary period, the host can temporarily assign potential points to Ruoba, and once the contract is terminated...the contract will be recovered immediately."

The contract has been completed, Qin Liang instructed: "Xiaomi, go and get a mirror."

Yang Mi retrieved the mirror, knowing that it was impossible....... The incredible change was about to happen again.

This time, I must see it clearly! When I got the mirror back, she widened her eyes and watched it carefully, and she was surprised from time to time.

"Joba, have you noticed the shape of your eyebrows?"

"Well, I see, it's a little slender, it's amazing.

Is this the boss' magic?"

"Your mouth shape, well, the shape of your mouth hasn't changed much, but the lip color has become more moist and bloody! This color number..."

"alright...!!!!"

As expected of a woman, how keen is the sense of color number.

Qin Liang, who was the initiator, couldn't even notice it himself, he just felt that his hand felt a little tighter.

As for more detailed body details and color changes... [-] words are omitted here.

Twenty minutes later.

He got a prompt.

"Ding, unspoken fourth-tier artist Yang Mi once.

Obtained potential point 7, the current remaining potential point is 216."

"Ding, unspoken rule ten-line artist Dili Ruoba once.

Obtained potential point 1, the current remaining potential point is 217."

I used two points just now, and now I dive back a little after one dive.

And the duration is also short, only twenty minutes, so I didn't have time to savor it.

If it weren't for the fact that the broker system thoughtfully counted Yang Mi's half-time, Qin Liang would have lost out tonight.

It's all Yang Mi's fault, always urging him by the side, always saying that it's the first time for others, be gentle.

The result is this.

But he looked again at the little red spot on the sheet.

Hmm..., another top spot, losing a potential point, what is it?

Chapter 65 Title: Ruthless Hunter [5/6 Please subscribe for flowers]

"Hey...!!!, you two go to bed first tonight, I'll go to the next room to sleep."

When the business was over, Yang Mi saw that Qin Liang showed no signs of rekindling the war, so he was relieved, turned his head and went back to sleep next door.

Yang Mi's arrangement was deliberate and had a special purpose.

Originally, everyone was going to sleep like this.

But five minutes later an accident happened.

The broker system gives two inexplicable prompts in a row.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host's artist Mo Wu for successfully upgrading! From a ninth-tier artist to an eighth-tier artist!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host's artist Zhou Lei for successfully upgrading! From a ninth-tier artist to an eighth-tier artist!"

The ghost knows what those two are doing, but they leveled up together in the middle of the night! Qin Liang was half awake, and he got 0 again.

0 Essence Potential Points.

Then he made actions subconsciously, all of which were added to his physical fitness, making his current physical fitness 6.

6, the physical limit becomes 10.

.

These attributes are all secondary, the important thing is that he woke up with a fright, full of blood and resurrected! He looked back at Ruoba, who was sleeping soundly beside him, with green light in his eyes.

In the dormitory shared by Mo Wu and Zhou Lei, some wonderful things are happening.

Mo Wu, except...Qin Liang, is basically not interested in men.

But her interest in women is unusually strong.

And she is also very loving.

It is because she is a daughter, otherwise she can live as a scumbag than Qin Liang.

Looking at the appearance alone, when she plays a male role, she is really handsome and moving.

At this moment, Zhou Lei was caught.

After several days of groping and trying, Mo Wu finally touched Zhou Lei's bed with a very interesting reason.

That's what she said at the time.

"Leilei, you see there is only one boss after all.

Although he is fierce, there are always times when he is not well cared for.

But as for us, after all, we are all young and beautiful girls who eat the marrow and know the taste, and there will always be needs.

I have an idea, you can see if it is suitable or not."

Zhou Lei said: "Wuwu you say."

"Another day, we'll ask the boss to rub the mold, and then use medical rubber to cast a strange double-beautiful head and pull out the dragon. Let's use it ourselves, how about it?"

Zhou Lei began to seriously think about the feasibility of this matter, but her intuition told her that it was likely to be rejected by the boss, and she was taught a hard lesson.

At the same time, Qin Liang received a prompt.

A long time has passed.

Yang Mi was falling asleep in a daze.

She sang too many songs during the live broadcast today, her mouth was always dry, she drank a lot of water before falling asleep, she woke up and woke up in a daze.

As soon as she entered the living room, she heard the slight creaking of the next room, as well as the suppressed murmur.

At first she thought it was a hallucination that she could not leave behind tonight.

When she came back from the toilet and was more awake, she realized that she was completely awake.

Open Qin Liang's bedroom door.

awkward.

Why is the boss here again! Ruoba is working hard.

As soon as Mimi patted her forehead, she knew that she shouldn't have put the two of them together in order to help Ruoba get closer to the boss as soon as possible.

She rushed over quickly and said in a generous tone of sacrifice.

"I come!"

"Ding......"

It was almost dawn, and Qin Liang got another 16 potential points.

When the three of them woke up together, it was noon the next day.

Yang Mi stared at Qin Liang angrily, "It's all the boss's fault, you see Ruoba can't get down to the ground!"

Ruoba didn't dare to speak more, she was a little doubtful that her choice was right.

Why not enter the tiger's mouth, and enter the wolf's mouth again.

But she doesn't regret it.

Yang Mi told her a lot yesterday.

Now, she decides to take hold of her own destiny.

She knew that some changes had taken place in her body that ordinary people could not understand.

As a professional drama academy graduate, she has met many classmates who are very concerned about their body shape and appearance.

Some people even take a knife for plastic surgery in order to look a little better.

At the expense of body hair, skin and future health, just in exchange for a little bit of optimization.

Ruoba envied the courage of those people, but she felt that she was good-looking enough, so she didn't think about using a knife in the face.

But she has never relaxed her body management. In order to maintain her figure, she spends at least two hours in the gym every day when she is at school. When she is out, she will run [-] kilometers whenever she has the chance.

0 She sweated a lot, even broke several pairs of running shoes, and tried her best to maintain her figure in a near-perfect state.

But everyone knows that, like an exam, it's easy to get from 60 points to 90 points, as long as you don't be too stupid, you can do it if you work hard enough.

But if you want to increase from 90 points to 100 points, it is not something that can be achieved by hard work alone.

When Qin Liang and Yang Mi both went out, she endured the burning pain and walked to the bathroom, turning left and then in front of the mirror.

She was mesmerized by her figure.

She thought of Yang Mi's... another perfect figure from another angle, and the other three artists from the same company.

.......... Really one is hotter than the other.

Ruoba clenched her fists and cheered herself up.

"I must have made the right choice!"

Ah, it hurts... Sitting in the office, Qin Liang stood by the window looking at the city with a changing expression.

He was breathing a little harder.

As a holder of the system, he was well-informed and should not make a fuss.

But five minutes ago, when he was talking on the phone with a company's decoration and decoration designer, he was startled by the system prompt sound in his heart.

Ignoring the very sweet, very nice, and somewhat familiar voice of the designer on the other side, he hung up the phone with a snap, and then listened carefully to the long series of system prompts, but until now his mood has not calmed down.