Bai sang wants to find yanduo.
It can't be found.
People are different from her. They work every day and can't finish their work.
Every minute can be counted according to money.
She ran out excitedly and decadent again.
Forget it, I'm sure I won't get anything good if I run to ask yanduo now.
I'd say it's a colleague of an agent.
Or just say it casually.
If he doesn't admit it, he will tell the story. If yanduo really doesn't know it.
Isn't that social death?
After thinking carefully, the excitement in my heart has disappeared without a trace.
Lie on the bed.
The mood will be high and low.
It makes her tired.
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After hard work, you can have a holiday.
Bai sang has a holiday, and Jiang Ya can also have a holiday.
"You have a good rest these days. There will be a big wave of work when I come back."
Jiang Ya smiled, "OK." He lowered his head to her ear and said, "have a good time, too."
Know that Bai sang doesn't go back to his hometown, but goes out to play.
Bai sang sent Jiang Ya out of the company, returned to his residence and began to pack up.
The ticket she bought is tonight.
He also secretly used many methods to know which hotel yanduo stayed in.
Bai sang has booked the hotel in advance.
I plan to check in first.
When yanduo came back from his work, Bai sang had already got on the plane and left.
He came to sister Jing and wanted to ask something. It's not easy to ask directly.
As if to stop talking, sister Jing raised her eyebrows: "do you want to take a vacation? It's not good."
"Has Bai sang gone on vacation?" Yanduo asked along with this sentence.
Sister Jing nodded: "well, she's already on the plane. When she left, she came and said hello to me."
Yanduo knew that Bai sang had gone.
He turned to leave with a faint look.
Sister Jing stopped: "I have something to do at this concert. I'll go later. Call me if there's anything. Remember, don't make trouble at the concert."
"Well, I see."
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Bai sang came to the hotel to check in because there was no money in the world and he couldn't live in a good room.
The hotel that yanduo can stay in, even the standard room, is very expensive.
Seven or eight hundred a night.
Because she came early, she had to stay a few more days.
The cost of several nights adds up to thousands.
When I pay the bill, my heart is dripping blood.
Originally, Bai sang didn't think red was good, but now he thinks that red can make more money at least.
Put your things away and lie on the bed.
Holding his mobile phone and brushing yanduo's microblog, it was a week ago since he last made a dynamic.
In order to retain fans, other stars are eager to send a fixed one every day. The time of sending is when the fans are most online.
Bai sang finished reading all his movements and thought that he was on the trumpet anyway. He sent one on yanduo's latest movement: [why doesn't the male god send a movement? He's been waiting for a long time.]
After sending it, she took her pajamas to the bathroom to take a bath.
I came out to call the catering department and thought that after spending so much time, I could continue to be extravagant and let people deliver meals.
Take the cell phone from the bed and find a dynamic.
When I opened it, I found that yanduo sent a message.
Wearing fashionable clothes, standing in a French window, facing the sunset photos.
Just a few minutes, there have been tens of thousands of messages.
This is the benefit of being popular.
"Good luck. It's really dynamic."
Bai sang points to open a document on his mobile phone, which is full of yanduo photos, and stores his new dynamic photos in it.