Sweet Storm: My love time

The netizens who always like to eat melon jump out one after another and engage in conspiracy theory.

"Dafang's challenge to Xiaosan!"

"The economic base determines the superstructure. As long as you have money, your husband and the women outside your husband have to listen to you and work for you!"

"Hey, hey, my goddess is going to the variety show! I hope we won't be bullied. We Zimi are united. Zixin, come on

Just a few hours later, tens of thousands of comments appeared under the official notice microblog of Shiquan Shimei, which basically focused on Zhang Zixin. The attention of other artists was relatively low, let alone the plain people.

"It doesn't matter. Let her take the lead first. Only when the topic goes up can netizens notice that others will have a chance to stand out."

As for this result, Zhao Xueli had expected for a long time.

She said, and as usual, continued to be responsible for communicating with the program team.

The live broadcast site is in he's courtyard, which is what Meng Zhiyu has long thought.

She is not a philanthropist. She takes real gold and silver to float. To put it bluntly, these flows are used to exchange money.

It's not new to watch artists sing and dance.

But if you see them busy in the kitchen, it is a new idea.

If someone is very special, holding the title of artist, but can make a good dish, it is even more surprising.

"Sister Zixin, I've bought all the things you want! I'll put it in the kitchen first! "

Sang Sang, Zhang Zixin's new assistant, walks into her new apartment with two bags of things.

After returning home, Zhang Zixin lived here.

She rented out her original house and gave herself a new environment. She planned to start all over again.

Zhang Zixin, who is sitting on the sofa studying recipes, said without looking up: "I know."

Sang Sang, while cleaning up, said curiously: "sister Zixin, you are going to cook live. Do you often go to the kitchen?"

Zhang Zixin frowned and replied impatiently: "nonsense, if I can cook, how can those black powder laugh at me? Don't they just want to see stars in a hurry in front of the camera? "

She has been in the entertainment industry for several years and knows exactly what the public wants.

If Zhang Zixin is impeccable in the live broadcast, the topic will not go up.

Now she is doing the preparatory work here, which is nothing more than finding a job for herself. She doesn't intend to really cram and practice hard cooking.

"Oh, that's it..."

Sang Sang did not dare to ask any more questions. She just graduated from college and entered Zhang Zixin's studio with her vision of the entertainment industry and her relationship with a distant cousin.

In fact, with her qualifications, two or three years ago, she was not qualified to be an assistant for Zhang Zixin.

However, Zhang Zixin is now in trouble, and her studio is almost in deficit in the past two years, with only two or three kittens left.

In addition to the agent and driver, there are several small assistants who are currently running errands for her.

"What about the photos I took to refine before? It's been two days. Why haven't you brought it? I used to rush repairs all night long. Don't I just do nothing if I don't rush it? "

Put down the recipe, Zhang Zixin suddenly think of what, angry asked.

Just finishing the refrigerator, Sang Sang quickly picked up the phone to urge her. She was as busy as a little top.

"Stupid, I'll teach you everything!"

Zhang Zixin is brushing his microblog and muttering in disgust.

She knew better than anyone that she had wasted more than a year's precious time in vain. If she did not seize this opportunity again, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At the beginning, when Zhang Zixin knew that this program was actually made by he Sijia, her first reaction was to push it off.

But the current situation is here, artists pay limit order, the major variety show is half dead, if you pick and choose again, even a exposure rate is not!

In desperation, Zhang Zixin can only sign the contract.

But she also wanted to be good, if he Sijia dare to deliberately create difficulties, the big deal is to tear it up.

Black is black, black red is red, afraid of half purple not red, no one knows!

Zhang Zixin is thinking, the mobile phone rings suddenly.

She picked it up and looked at the phone number. Her face changed.

"Sang Sang, I want to go to bed. You go first."

Holding the mobile phone, Zhang Zixin yells to the assistant who is calling.

Know her temper, has always been one and only two, if their actions dally, will inevitably be scolded.

Thinking of this, Sang Sang had to take things and walk out of Zhang Zixin's apartment.

When her figure completely disappeared, Zhang Zixin picked up the phone, his voice trembled: "hello? Are you looking for me? "

Every time in the face of this man, she has a lingering fear and dare not put on any airs.

If you let her fans see this scene, they will not believe that Zhang Zixin, who has always been as high as a fairy, has such a humble time.

"Miss Zhang, you're all right. I'm very happy for you to come back to Zhonghai successfully."

The man's voice is still cold and indifferent, can't hear any happy mood.

Zhang Zixin is sitting on the sofa with her back straight. She holds the mobile phone tightly with one hand, and the other hand grabs her clothes consciously, tightening up.

Because of nervousness and uneasiness, her face turned pale, like a piece of paper.

"I'm... I'm back... Didn't you ask me to come back? You, are you going to send me away again... "

Zhang Zixin stammered.

No, she won't go, never again!

A person used to a lively and decent life, how can he be willing to live alone in a place where no one knows him?

"Don't be afraid, Miss Zhang. I didn't mean that."

A Hai chuckled. The more timid the little star is, the more convenient it is to manipulate.

I was kind enough to save her life and let her go abroad to avoid the limelight. Now it's time for her to give back.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Zixin's voice is still trembling. For such a long time, she has not found out the details of this man. She has been suspicious for a long time, but there is no way to get out of his control.

"I said that when I helped you out of trouble, when my boss needed you to work for him, you couldn't refuse. You should remember, but we've already said that. "

Ah Hai reminds her.

Zhang Zixin a Zheng, she did not forget, also remember clearly.

But now she can become popular again. How can she continue to be led by the nose?

"I, I remember, but it also depends on what it is. In case your boss asks me to do something bad... I still..."

She was cruel and said: "if it's bad for me, I still can't completely listen to you!"

This answer was expected by ah Hai.

He had known for a long time that this woman was extremely selfish.

"Miss Zhang, please come to the door. I have a present for you."

Ah Hai said with a light smile.

"What?"

Zhang Zixin jumps up from the sofa. She looks at the door in horror, and then looks around the whole apartment.

"You don't think I can't find you when I move to a new house, do you?"

A Hai tut tut twice in the mouth, feel a little funny to her childishness.

Cruel and stupid women always make him dislike.

Zhang Zixin stood up and walked step by step to the door of the apartment. She observed quietly for a few seconds, then opened the door with her heart.

Seeing that the door was empty, she was a little relieved.

"Miss Zhang, I'm talking about gifts. I didn't say I was there."

It seems to know Zhang Zixin's every move very well. Ah Hai smacks her mouth and signals her to bow her head.

Sure enough, Zhang Zixin looked down and found a square gold gift box on the entrance mat, with a beautiful bow and ribbon.

But her first reaction was to step back, as if there were some dangerous goods in it.

"Don't worry, it's not a timing device, and it won't explode. Only when my boss hears that Miss Zhang is about to return to the public view and needs a little embellishment, can he send his own special wish. "

After that, ah Hai said with a smile: "well, don't disturb Miss Zhang. You can continue to study the recipe. After all, you are a person who can't even take a kitchen knife. You'd better practice in advance to avoid any accident during the live broadcast."

Without waiting for Zhang Zixin to speak, he hung up directly.

A Hai's words, hear Zhang Zixin's back become cool, she stood in front of the apartment, holding the mobile phone arm gradually become stiff.

Until the sound of the elevator door opened in her ears, it seemed that someone came out. Zhang Zixin was afraid of being seen by the neighbors, so she quickly picked up the gift box and forced to close the door.

Her heart was pounding, almost out of her throat.

Although a Hai repeatedly promised, Zhang Zixin still put the gift box to his ear and listened carefully for a long time.

Making sure there was no sound inside, she carefully put the things on the table.

Wait for Zhang Zixin to play twelve spirit, finally opened the gift box, found that inside is a simple style of diamond jewelry.

Ear stud, clavicle chain, hairpin.

It's not exaggerating. It's suitable for daily wear, or it's suitable for live broadcast.

There is no suspicion of flaunting wealth, and it will not appear to be in poverty.

For Zhang Zixin now, this is indeed a proper gift, and even a solution to her urgent need.

She rummaged in the jewelry box for a long time last night, either feeling out of date or out of hand.

And with her current status, it is impossible to find major brands to borrow jewelry.

"It's beautiful..."

Zhang Zixin picked up an earring and drew on her ear. Standing in front of the mirror, she felt that she was radiant again.

No woman can resist the huge temptation of diamonds, Zhang Zixin is no exception.

Although she didn't know who the boss was, she couldn't turn a blind eye to the gift.

Instead, she must wear them and go to the first live broadcast!