How beautiful the pure color of Xinzi is! This is much more beautiful than deer. ]
[don't be shy, you have to believe that you are the most beautiful. It's not as high-profile as others. ]
[does that deer star know how thick the powder is applied to the camera? How can she compare with you! Xinzi, I decided to powder you. ]
[Xinzi is actually a good actor with a low profile. Unlike some people, Xinzi is disdainful of hype. ]
because of the special search in recent days, the topic of Shen Xinzi is extremely high. The number of microblog fans has increased to 3 million, and it is still rising.
After a wave of good feeling, Shen Xinzi is very proud.
It's just that she won't know what the next day's Micro blog will be like.
At night, while sleeping, Shen Xinzi had a beautiful dream.
In the dream, she is a high piano goddess, Lu Xingzhi has been stepped on the dust. Like a street mouse, everyone shouts and beats.
Huo Jinchen was behind her every day, praying for her and saying that he regretted.
Found that he has always loved her.
Her scenery infinite, Lu Xingzhi can only be poor back to the countryside, live a life even pigs are not as good.
She was woken up by a phone call from her agent.
When I opened my eyes, I found that all these were appearances.
Lu Xingzhi is still on the top, and she is just a little hot now.
However, she does not admit defeat, she firmly believes that she will surpass Lu Xingzhi.
Lu Xing knows what there is now. A teacher who is so powerful has passed away. No one will pave the way for her.
Connect the phone, the agent and Shen Xinzi said anxiously: "Xin purple, do you see the news on the Internet? Take a quick look at the microblog! "
Listening to the broker's tone is very anxious, Shen Xinzi opened another mobile phone, read the micro blog.
The headline is "the most bitchy woman ᦇ br >
; two faces, Shen Xinzi ﹤ br >
she opens the video, which is what she and her assistant said.
"Why do you want to see these old people? I don't know if they have any infectious diseases. They are so dirty." This is what Shen Xinzi complained about.
"Xinzi, please bear with me first! You need popularity now. You can wash away the white by these things. " The assistant counseled.
"What do I have to wash white? Why, even a little assistant of yours despises me now, right? " Shen Xinzi directly slapped the assistant.
Cruel said: "you shut up, I pay you, not to let you question me."
The little assistant no longer spoke. Shen Xinzi falsely distributed food and clothes to the elderly, and then washed their feet.
After finishing this, Shen Xinzi began to complain again.
"I'm sick. I'm going to wash my feet. These people stink. I don't know how long they haven't bathed. I feel like I can't take my hands anymore. It's disgusting. These people don't know what they are still alive to do. They might as well die early to save food for the country. "
The assistant doesn't answer now. She just stands behind her in silence and says nothing.
"The next time I need such a thing, public relations, don't choose any old people's home for me. I just spent 2000 yuan on this nail, and I cut it off for such a mess. The reporter is coming from outside. Please show me if my makeup has been used. "
The assistant then said, "no, Andy's hands are so skillful that they can't see that they have been made up. It's like a plain face. "