Gu Jiajia curled her lips wrongfully. Her eyes showed stubbornness: "I'd rather quit the performing arts circle and be killed in the street. I don't admit that I'm Zhong Xing's girlfriend!"
When Zhong Xing, who was standing next to her, heard the speech, a deep pain flashed across the bottom of her eyes, and her chest also picked up a pure pain after another.
He looked at his eyes, his eyes were more painful, his eyes were more painful.
How could he be willing to let her be so wronged?
Quan canjuan was sent back to Shuanglong Village for burial in the name of Jinghua's wife. She was wronged enough, but she didn't complain to Jinghua.
Now, the company wants her to admit that she is his girlfriend in front of the audience. Doesn't it make her worse?
She doesn't like herself at all
Gu Jiajia insisted and finally had an unpleasant dispute with CAI Wenjun.
Zhong Xing suddenly pulled her out of CAI Wenjun's office and went straight to the roof of the building.
When she came to the roof, Zhong Xing let her go.
She suddenly sat on the ground, hugged her knees and cried.
Zhong Xing stood in front of her and looked down at her.
Her cry, like a knife, pierced his heart one by one, making him miserable.
His voice was hoarse: "at the press conference, you just have to tell the truth. Quan canjuan is a soldier, and the audience also wants you to give them an explanation and tell them what you want to say and what you know. I don't want you to deceive the audience. You tell them truthfully that we are just friends and partners."
Gu Jiajia doesn't know if she heard Zhong Xing's words.
Her cry grew louder and more painful
Zhong Xing squatted down in front of her and said in a deep voice, "I know that Jinghua buried her in the name of Quan canjuan, his wife. After five years of coffin opening and white bones, she will take her spirit back to the ancestral hall. Quan canjuan will be Jing's daughter-in-law from now on. You must have a hard time in your heart. If you want to cry, just remember that no matter what happens, I will be with you. You won't feel that you are alone and helpless."
Gu Jiajia raised her head and looked at Zhong Xing while crying.
Her pale little face was full of tears. Her eyes were washed brighter by tears, but there was endless pain inside.
In this way, she looked at Zhong Xing and didn't speak. She only cried, wronged, sad, sad
She looked like a homeless girl who was badly injured.
It makes Zhong Xingxin worried.
The throat is choking and sour.
How he wanted to hug her, give her strength and comfort.
But he was afraid, afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi, and then scribbled.
He was afraid to hold her, and she pushed him away
He just looked at her. Her eyes were full of pain and sorrow
His heart is full of pain and sorrow
Gu Jiajia really felt wronged. She choked and said, "I... I didn't know sister canjuan would pull my aunt... I know that if I marry him in the future, I will be his second wife... I don't care. I just want to be with him... But... He doesn't want me... Zhong Xing, he doesn't want me... Sobbing..."
"He said that he is already sister canjuan's husband... If I pester him again, I will be the third party... What should I do? Where am I wrong? I'm so sad..."
Gu Jiajia held her aching heart tightly with one hand and cried, "sister canjuan is his... What he fell in love with at the beginning is sister canjuan... It's my fault. If I don't take the initiative to like him... When canjuan comes back, they can also be happy lovers... He is sister canjuan's husband, I'm not wronged... But it hurts... It hurts..."
Gu Jiajia burst into tears and cried to Zhong Xing. With that hand, she kept holding the clothes in front of her chest and kneaded it into pain. Her tendons protruded out. Looking at the strength, it seemed that the nails were going to pinch into the flesh through the clothes: "it hurts here... Sobbing... It hurts here!"
Gu Jiajia, it hurts here. Why doesn't it hurt here?
He also hurts here!
Looking at Gu Jiajia crying and weeping, he is in pain and bleeding
No matter what paparazzi or curse, he can't care so much.
He stretched out his hand and held Gu Jiajia in his arms.
His voice also choked, and his eyes were red: "cry if you feel pain. Cry loudly. After crying, everything will be all right."
Gu Jiajia lost all her strength. She fell into Zhong Xing's arms and cried bitterly.
The prosperous world seems to have nothing to do with them.
They are like two helpless, poor people, holding together tightly.
Gu Jiajia's cry, with endless pain, gradually dissipated in the air
Zhong Xing's heart was aching and choked with acid.
He tried hard to control it. Finally, tears came out——
****
Tang Fei officially signed a contract with Dachan studio.
After "wrong love" was broadcast, the audience responded well to her.
Cai Wenjun, a fiery eyed Venus, knew that she had not signed a task company, so she signed a contract with her.
But there is no play for her recently. She is temporarily arranged to release an album.
Now pop music, singing well, albums can be sold in millions.
Cai Wenjun arranged for a dance teacher to teach her to practice dancing.
Tang Fei has not received any professional guidance. If she wants to be more brilliant on the stage, she has to spend more time teaching her.
Tang Fei is also very hard-working.
Signing a contract with the company means that she has a job in the future. She doesn't have to worry about shooting this play and doesn't know where the next play is.
The company signed her in order to make money. In order to make money, it will certainly arrange work for her.
It's past lunch time and Tang Fei is still practicing. Her teacher has gone to dinner.
The dance room is on the third floor of Dachan building.
When Zhong Xing came in, Tang Fei in a long skirt was just dancing the whole dance step.
She didn't know how many times she had danced and was sweating.
Her hair, high and tied up, horsetail shaped, bangs in front of her forehead wet by the sea water, stick to her forehead one by one.
As she spun on one foot, she found a clock star standing at the door.
She was startled, the action stopped, the body tilted, and the whole person fell to the ground.
Zhong Xing strode forward and pulled her up: "are you okay?"
Tang Fei was flattered: "no, nothing!"
She looked up at the handsome clock star with a slight sinking in her eyes.
In Zhong Xing's eyes, there is less sunshine in the past. At this time, he is not in good condition.
Tang Fei looked at him and bravely asked, "Zhong Xing, are you upset about sister Jiajia?"
Now, who else in their circle doesn't know about Gu Jiajia and Jinghua?
Zhong Xing didn't answer Tang Fei, but asked, "go to the Xinghui hotel to hold a press conference tomorrow."