This is when he moved his notebook to his eyes, and then began to knock on it again. The blue light of the computer shone on his face, some unspeakable condensation, and those black eyes that were almost frosted. , But it also makes people feel darker and harder to understand.
His finger lightly pressed Enter, and there was another account on top of his computer behind him, not his, but hers, and he logged on to her account.
The woman in the photo has not changed, she is very thin, and there is nothing on it. If you are empty, you are just yourself, empty.
He kept an empty account in this way, and he never moved more than half, and his eyes were getting closer.
I don’t know how long it has passed before he put the computer on the side, and the light of the computer was first lit, and after a long time, it was also extinguished, and then the man lay down and put his hand on himself Chest.
Thump, thump...
"A woman without conscience."
He murmured softly. In such a quiet night, it seemed to suddenly appear, only the computer lights flashed from time to time, and he was able to know that people were resting at this time, but the computer was tireless. At work.
When Yan Huan woke up again, it was all on the circadian clock that she was accustomed to. She took out her phone from the quilt, but found that her phone was turned off. She quickly found a charger and gave it to the phone. Charge the battery, and then go to take a bath by yourself, then change your clothes and prepare to stretch out your arm and get an injection.
In fact, in this kind of weather, no one wants to leave the warm blanket, but life is forced.
As for her, in fact, these warmths have nothing to miss. She has always lived like this. She has long been accustomed to her own bed, and she is not even willing to think about it. At that time, Lu Qin shared the same bed with her. What does it look like, it seems that she is always actively catching and landing Qin, but Lu Qin is avoiding her.
Do you still say this is love?
Whoever loves is a fool
What do you believe?
Stupid pig?
When she took the phone that had been charged, she found out that her chat account was gone.
She quickly logged on the chat account above, and was also shocked by the cold sweat. I heard that many people will steal the chat accounts of others. Although she said that she is not valuable, but she is inexplicably cherished. Really lost, she didn't know what to do
This chat account has been with her for a long time, and she can't bear it.
Even if there is no one above now, even if there is only one of her, but she is still reluctant, she is holding this to sleep, the assistant thinks that she is holding a mobile phone, in fact not, all she wants is this one Chat account only.
She held the phone close to her chest, and at that moment, she exhaled gently.
After waiting for a while, the doctor came over and checked for her. Then she told her the good news. She didn't need an injection today, and if she could, she could go back to the crew as long as she wasn't too tired.
And she had a phone call with the director. Of course, the director wanted Yan Huan to come back. It was just time to film her drama. There weren't many scenes. If Yan Huan was really okay, then it couldn't be better.
Yan Huan didn't hide in the hospital anymore. She went back to the crew, just like other people. She used to put on makeup and wear costumes.
When she went back, she did not attract the attention of others. To put it bluntly, she was a supporting role, and many supporting roles came back only when there was red. There was no drama to go, and she went to the hospital when she had no drama.
When it was her turn, she closed her eyes and also expressed a sigh of relief, of course, back to the line of melons.
And this scene is her real rival play with Meng Ni.
"Get ready, start," the director shouted nervously.
Si Yu touched her belly carefully, with a satisfied smile on her face, her lips were smiling, but the corners of her eyes were cold.
"What are you doing, who made you come?"
Upon seeing Siyu coming over, Miss Song threw herself directly. Siyu's face stiffened and she stepped back.
"I'm sorry, grandma, I... I didn't mean it... I didn't mean it intentionally, and I don't know..." She shook her head, crying, and tearing almost instantly, changing her face, and changing her voice instantly.
"You don't know, where do you not know?" Ms. Song almost hysterically got up. She is going to kill this woman now, kill this woman who seduce her husband, she should be damn, she should be damn.
Si Yu suddenly fell to her knees on the ground, "Young grandma, I beg you..." She hugged her belly, "Please don't hurt the child in my belly..."
But now Miss Song is mad, and she will go up to catch some rain regardless of the obstruction of her people.
Result card
The director shouted.
Yan Huan was still on her knees. She didn’t stay. She was sitting on her lap. Meng Ni was stunned. She didn’t understand what she did when she suddenly stopped calling. Isn’t she acting well? She is clearly playing very well now.
"Will you cry?" the director asked Meng Ni.
Meng Ni froze, "Do you need to cry? I am now a wife who has caught her husband's cheating, shouldn't I be angry to kill?"
"Miss, this is the Republic of China drama," the director walked over and crouched in front of Meng Ni. "It's been a long time since I shot it. You still can't remember that we were shooting the Republic of China drama. It’s normal for men to think of three wives and four concubines at this time in the Republic of China."
"I came back from Yang Yang," Meng Ni talked back with the director.
"Don't you cry when you come back?"
The director asked again.
And everyone else nodded, crying, how to shoot without crying?
"Okay, I cry," Meng Ni adjusted her clothes, OK, what did they say?
It's just that she's been brewing for half a day, and she still only has expressions, only crying actions, only staring at her eyes, but there are no tears, she won't act crying.
This is normal for many people. It is good to perform a good show, but crying is very difficult to perform. Few people say that they can cry.
Of course, some people are really powerful. It seems that when they can control their facial expressions, how can they control their tears?
If you want to cry, you can cry as much as you want, whether it’s falling into pieces, flowing into a stream, or flowing into a waterfall. It seems to be at a glance, but some people can’t cry.
It's like Meng Ni.
Especially when she is still young, she has not experienced the real betrayal and shady taste, and her growth can be said to be smooth, without experiencing twists and turns, and this world can make her cry people Or things are rare...