Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

itch?

Jiang Mengxian frowned.

She doesn't like to hear that. Who's cheap is not sure!

Those group performances talking behind their backs were scared to death. Seeing that song qingluan's tongue was knotted, they offended song qingluan. They won't want to stay in the film and Television City in the future.

One of the group performers waved his hand and said, "no, we're not talking about you!"

Song qingluan grabbed the performers by the neck and slapped them: "who am I inferior to again? Who am I inferior to?"

The scene couldn't be controlled immediately. The group performers rioted, and the director hurried to control the scene.

Really, what the root of the tongue!

Jiang Mengxian quickly asked the bodyguard to send away the two babies she had brought. She stayed to observe the war.

The director and the studio staff rushed to persuade song qingluan.

Song qingluan blushed with anger. Her makeup powder fell off, and there were several deep wrinkles on her ferocious face. She was originally a very beautiful woman. She once sang solo at the Spring Festival Gala and entertained the performance guests named by foreign dignitaries at the president. She had a promising future. Now she came to the scene to play a film, and she still wrestled with a group performance on the set.

After all, a generation of goddesses fell down from the altar.

Jiang Mengxian tried to teach her a lesson several times, but it was over.

She's so pathetic. Let her be arrogant.

The director and staff finally separated song qingluan from the group. Song qingluan was very excited, ferociously pointed to the group and said fiercely: "kneel down for me, or I'll let your family be removed from the actors' Union, so that I can't get along with you in the film and television city."

The group performance was the woman who had just given her sunshade to paste. She was in her forties. She bragged that the four members of the family lived in the film and Television City as a group performance. If they offended song qingluan, they were afraid that they would have no way to live in the place where their ancestors lived. They hurriedly knelt down and apologized to song qingluan.

"Sorry, sorry!"

The woman's neck was pinched red. She was so frightened that she kowtowed and apologized while crying.

The crowd of onlookers dared not speak out.

These group performances, especially the local group performances, are all from the villagers. They don't look up and look down. They must be angry when they are bullied by such an actor, but song qingluan has an extraordinary background, and they don't dare to say anything.

The director doesn't want to be fussy. He just wants the group to apologize and continue filming when song qingluan's mood stabilizes.

But unexpectedly, even if Qunyan knelt down and apologized, she couldn't be satisfied. Song qingluan rushed up, grabbed Qunyan's hair and pressed her head to the ground.

"Tell me clearly, I'm not as good as who! I'm not as good as who! I'm beautiful or that bitch!"

The group performance cried and said, "you are beautiful, you are beautiful, who are you more beautiful than!"

Song qingluan's face was completely ferocious and deformed. She was no longer the flower in the army. She stepped on the group's hand to vent her hatred.

"What did you say I was? A mistress? Open your dog's eyes and have a good look. Am I a mistress? Am I a mistress?"

"How can song qingluan be someone else's mistress!"

"Xi Xiaofeng is clearly my man. What's that bitch! She took my Xiaofeng from me. She's Xiaosan. I'm not, I'm not. Do you hear me?"

She went crazy and hit people. She had a long stream of nosebleed, her forehead was broken, and her face was bloody. She looked very poor.

Song qingluan is crazy!

Jiang Mengxian frowned.

For a man?

No, no, song qingluan doesn't want a man, not Lian Jing, nor Lian Xiwan. What she wants is the recognition of the Lian family. She wants to be the Lian family and wants to change her surname to Lian. Even if she grows up with the Lian family, even if the old man is better than his own granddaughter, she is not Lian, but song.

Her lifelong dream is to become a family. If she can't become a family, she will deny all her efforts and all her life and fall into pain.

Sad woman

Finally, the director controlled the scene and persuaded song qingluan. Song qingluan's mood finally stabilized. The group acting aunt still knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "I'm sorry."

Song qingluan pointed to the group performance that was as humble as a dog kneeling on the ground and said fiercely: "check the origin of this bitch, remove her family from the actors' Union and confiscate the actors' certificates."

The group performance looked up and was stunned.

Her family are looking forward to living and eating in the film and television city. If they are fired, they will have nowhere to go.

"Miss Song, I'm wrong. I'm wrong. Please bypass my family."

The director also thought it was too much. After all, she admitted that she was Xi Xiaofeng's lover and swaggered in the circle as such. She didn't allow others to talk behind her back?

But today, it was the group's bad luck that sent it to the door.

The director had to say, "OK, no problem, no problem. The eldest lady will calm down first. I'll let the group head deal with this group performance."

The group head moved and took the group performance away. Suddenly, the group performance aunt rushed over and hugged song qingluan's thigh, crying and begging her.

They were people of the same age. One was bright and high, the other was as low as dust, and the corners of their eyes were full of wrinkles accumulated by wind and frost. Just because of a few gossip, their family lost their jobs. Aunt Qunyan collapsed on the spot and hugged song qingluan's thigh to beg for mercy.

The group leader was also angry. He buttoned his aunt off song qingluan's thigh and forcibly dragged her away. The onlookers were angry, but dared not say anything. Whoever offended song qingluan would be the end of everyone.

Everyone whispered at the scene, but did not dare to speak loudly. The director nodded and bowed to persuade song qingluan. The rest was the desperate cry of the group's aunt.

Finally, someone couldn't get used to it and shouted:

"It's too much. Don't you allow others to say that you are fair and aboveboard as a junior?"

"Even if others say wrong, they all kneel down and apologize to you. You have to smash people's jobs. No wonder Xi Xiaofeng doesn't look at you!"

"The hard work of all the staff in the film all morning is like a play in your eyes. What are you pretending to be an invincible young public in your 40s? You deserve to be abandoned. You deserve to be an unwanted Obasan! Your grandson asked you to go back to the square dance!"

There was a dead silence.

It's like the seconds before the bomb is lit, and it's like the seconds before the storm.

After a few seconds of silence, the bomb exploded and the storm arrived as scheduled.

"Who's talking? Get out of here!"

Song qingluan was furious, his chest fluctuated violently, as if he was going to be pouted at any time.

Jiang Mengxian came out of the group performance and took off her mask: "I, Xi Xiaofeng's registered permanent residence Book wife."