Chapter 139

"Mingjing, my good Mingjing, just promise me. It's not easy for our company to open a new business. It's almost impossible to open a pot. As a major shareholder, it's incumbent on you to save the company. If I hadn't been notorious, I would have cleaned up myself."

Zheng Qing's Kung Fu of grinding people is really powerful. She gets it by her ears from morning to night. Mingjing's ears are almost cocooned by her.

Mingjing closed half of his calculus book and looked up at her: "I don't like being a star, and I'm going to participate in intensive training on the 10th to prepare for the winter camp."

"Aunt, you are either a star or a variety show. Let's show our face and collect the money for eating and drinking. It won't delay you to come back for training for two days at most. Besides, the location of this recording is in a small mountain village under the jurisdiction of Jiangzhou, which is very convenient."

"Now the newcomers, one by one, are crooked melons and bad dates, which is far from the standard deviation in my heart. Otherwise, I can't let you a big boss go up in person. Mirror, I finally got a resource. Whether our company is dead or alive depends on you. Do you have the heart to see it go bankrupt?" Zheng Qing said pitifully.

It's really worthy of acting. Acting is good.

Mingjing still shook his head, "don't go."

Zheng Qing sat on the ground and began to cry, "ah Yu, if you have a spirit in heaven, open your eyes and see how your daughter bullied me... I don't live."

Mingjing has a headache: "stop."

Zheng Qing stared at her: "do you agree?"

The mirror sighed; "Is there no other way?"

"If there is, I can't find you, my aunt."

The mirror frowned: "but I don't like living under the magnesium lamp."

"I know you are a low-key person and don't like the entertainment circle that attracts attention, but you can think about it from another angle. Your Buddhist practice likes a quiet environment, but what's the saying? The more impetuous the entertainment circle is, the better your practice will be. If you can stick to your original heart in the entertainment circle, you won't be far from becoming a Buddha. Believe me, I'm from The entertainment industry came here. " Zheng Qing is good at persuasion.

Mingjing was stunned, looked at her and murmured, "Da Yin is hidden in the city..."

Suddenly smiled: "interesting."

Zheng Qing's eyes brightened: "so you promised?"

"Life is a Taoist temple everywhere. I'm narrow." The mirror smiled.

Zheng Qing suddenly shivered: "terrible!" Automatically one foot away from the mirror.

"OK, let's make an agreement. I'll contact the producer and knock the time." Zheng Qing ran to one side with his mobile phone to make a phone call.

Mingjing thought about it, picked up the book and read it again.

Zheng Qing came back from the phone and saw Mingjing holding a book. He looked down and swallowed it if he wanted to talk.

She didn't know whether it was good or bad for Mingjing, but she knew that if Mingjing didn't want to, no one could force her.

"It's time to start early the day after tomorrow."

Thinking of something, Zheng Qing smiled: "listen to the producer's meaning, the program group is also knocking on the music flying platform. If you can knock it down, you can meet again on the program. What kind of fate does it have to be? It seems that even God is helping you."

The mirror turned over a page and said, "are you idle?"

Zheng Qing smiled: "busy, very busy." The words slipped out of the window and disappeared into the night.

The night wind blows the white gauze curtain, bringing a wisp of breeze.

After a long time, the mirror closed the book and went to the French window.

The simple Buddha beads gently crossed the white fingertips and made a slight sound in a quiet room.

The voice suddenly disappeared and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"I see."

The mirror suddenly smiled, and the bright moon broke through the dark clouds, and the bright light scattered on the earth again.

He changed his clothes and went downstairs in the mirror.

Zhou's mother turned off the kitchen light and came out of the kitchen. She saw the mirror coming down the stairs. She was dressed in an ankle long white dress. Her eyebrows were extremely gentle under the light. She hung a string of Buddha beads in her hand. She walked slowly, elegant and lotus growing step by step.

"Young lady? Are you going out so late?"

The mirror smiled faintly and said, "go out and do something."

Mother Zhou looked at the night and said, "it's almost ten o'clock... You go early and return early, madam. I'll ask Uncle Wen to keep the door for you."

"Well, mom Zhou, please rest early."

The words fell and went away.

Zhou Ma shook her head. It's best not to ask about the eldest lady's affairs.

She was about to go back to her room when she suddenly found Zhu shaodan coming down from upstairs. Zhou Ma was surprised and said, "young master... Are you?"

Zhu shaodan stared at her: "don't talk."

Sneaking out behind the mirror.

Zhou's mother was confused: "what are the sisters and brothers doing?"

When the car drove out of the mountain road, Du Ze looked in the rearview mirror, "Miss, someone is following."

Does the young master of this family treat the young lady as a fool?

He who thinks so is a fool.

The mirror hooked his lips: "slow down and don't let him lose it."

"Yes."

We walked and stopped all the way and finally reached our destination.

Zhu shaodan took off his sunglasses, looked at the brand of "the first sanatorium in Jiangzhou city" and sneered and hooked his lips.

I finally caught him.

However, the guard of the sanatorium was so strict that he was kicked out by the security guard before he got close.

Zhu shaodan pointed to the disappearing car butt: "why can she go in?"

The security guard looked at him like a fool: "that's our VIP customer here. Of course, you can go in. Get out of here. Don't force me to call the police."

Look at the colorful hair like a peacock, skeletons and broken clothes. The shampoo boy from the hair salon is really hot eyes. He doesn't wait for customers in the middle of the night. He's crazy here.

Zhu shaodan swears and leaves. He turns around the wall of the sanatorium and is ready to turn over the wall. Just standing on tiptoe, the security guard chases after him with a flashlight: "why? Don't you give up?"

"Woof woof..." A hound jumped out from behind the security guard and rushed towards Zhu shaodan with a howl.

"Fuck you, M." Zhu shaodan scolded, turned around and ran away. The hound ran after him. Zhu shaodan scolded and ran away. He didn't know when his shoes were lost.

"I wish Mingjing that I will die with you..." I wish shaodan a cry of despair.

Compared with the thrilling at the gate, the quiet needle drop in the corridor on the top floor can be heard.

The girl wore a long skirt and walked in the quiet corridor. The voice control light on her head went out clearly, especially like the beginning of a horror film. In particular, the girl didn't make any sound when she walked.

A little nurse came out of the ward and was almost frightened to death when she saw this scene.

Shit!

The girl turned her head and looked at her. The voice control light on her head suddenly lit up, reflecting a beautiful and peerless face. Her eyebrows were gentle and compassionate. For a moment, all her fears were diluted, and the warm spring breeze brushed her face, as if she were in the bright peach blossom of April.

The girl bent her lips and smiled, "what's the matter?"

The little nurse shook her head quickly: "no... it's all right."

Is this a fairy coming to earth?

It's so beautiful and gentle. It's thousands of miles away from the ghost. Okay.

Until the girl went away, the little nurse patted her heart. At this time, the light suddenly went out. The little nurse patted her palm. The light came on again. Turning around, the corridor was empty. Where was the beautiful shadow just now.

In summer, the little nurse suddenly sweated on her back and felt chilly all over.

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It's midnight. The ward is very busy.

An entertainment variety is playing on TV. Everyone is trying to bring laughter. The audience laughed, and the host and guests also laughed.

Only the only audience in front of the TV looked at the scene expressionless.

"Click" the door of the ward was opened from the outside. The girl lying on the hospital bed turned her eyes and looked towards the door.

Seeing the visitor, there was finally a crack on the expressionless face, and she suddenly straightened up. The violently trembling lips showed her inner excitement.

"You're here at last."

The mirror closed the door, went to the hospital bed and took her hand to feel her pulse.

The girl looked up at her. She had been ups and downs in the entertainment industry for many years. She was used to seeing all kinds of beautiful women, but she was as outstanding as the girl in front of her. I'm afraid even Luo Ziyin, known as the first beautiful woman in the entertainment industry, would be willing to bow down.

Beauty is in the bone, not in the skin. There are too many vases in the entertainment industry. There is beauty in the air. In fact, it is empty head and full of straw bags. The so-called temperament is only the added value brought by beauty.

However, the girl in front of her has a straight back. It seems that no matter what difficulties can't crush her spine. She raises her hands gracefully and calmly. Even if Mount Tai is pressing the top, she can't frown. How many old people who have experienced vicissitudes of life can understand the true meaning of life.

She is too young, this calm is particularly charming, people can't help thinking and exploring. What happened to her?

The quest born of curiosity is the beginning of destruction.

"I'm almost in good health." The mirror put down her wrist.

"Can I leave here? After so many days, I'm really suffocating. Don't worry, I won't cause trouble for you." The girl said anxiously and expectantly.

It's really hard to be locked up. Although there are food and drink, there are still people to serve.

Only then did she know how important freedom is.

The mirror looked down at her. She was very tall and covered the light above her head. A shadow pressed down, and the girl subconsciously shrank.

Obviously, she is much younger than her, but when facing those eyes, there is a fear that makes the soul tremble.

"I can get you out of here."

The girl's eyes were happy.

"But you have to hide your face. You can't let anyone see your face or let anyone know your name“

Liang Yanran was stunned. She didn't ask why. She nodded: "OK."

"The day after tomorrow morning, I'm going to attend a life variety show. You can be my assistant and follow me."

Life variety?

Liang Yanran feels that fate is indeed a circle. She has just come out of the entertainment circle. She has changed her identity and wants to step in again.

It's just that she was a big star before, and now she's a little assistant.

"As long as you don't forget to promise me, no matter what you ask me to do, I won't refuse."

Liang Yanran hasn't forgotten what she is living for now. It's better to change her identity, which is more conducive to the investigation.

At this time, a young woman came in from the door and said, "miss."

The mirror nodded, "let's go."

The woman is carrying a black bag in her hand, which seems to contain a lot of things.

Liang Yanran looked at her curiously. The woman opened her bag and there were all kinds of makeup tools and wigs. The woman took out a set of tools and said to her, "let's start."

Liang Yanran turned to look at the mirror.

Mingjing sat on the sofa, picked up a magazine on the table and turned it up.

Liang Yanran pursed her lips and turned her head.

After some beating, the woman stepped back and nodded with satisfaction: "Miss taught me for so long, and finally learned something."

Then he looked down in his bag, turned out a short hair with ears, and put it on Liang Yanran's head.

"Well, look in the mirror yourself."

Liang Yanran went to the bathroom and heard a scream inside.

In the mirror, what is this ugly woman with dark skin, black spots on her face and a matchmaker mole at the corner of her mouth!

What's more, there's a hair on the matchmaker's mole. It rises and falls with breathing. Do you want to be so vivid!

Although this face is not very beautiful, it is at least a beautiful woman. Now where did this earthy and ugly black girl in the mirror come from.

I can't find any shadow of the original owner.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she thought she was reborn with another body.

Liang Yanran rushed out of the bathroom and pointed to his face: "it's too ugly."

The mirror looked up and frowned.

"Too eye-catching."

It's ugly and eye-catching. Liang Yanran can't help but want to be rude.

Han Suwen hurriedly pulled Liang Yanran: "then change it again."

This time, it's not so black, the skin color is yellow, and without the matchmaker's mole, it looks good, but it also disappears from the public.

Is an ordinary person who can no longer be ordinary.

Han Suwen was very satisfied with his craft: "special waterproof cosmetics, it's no problem to stick to them for a week."

Liang Yanran frowned a little. Why did she become so ugly

Mingjing closed the magazine and got up: "let's go."

Liang Yanran didn't dare to ask what she was going to do with the opaque mirror. She had to leave with her. Before she walked out of the ward, she looked back at the woman who had just made her up, took off her shoes and lay down on the hospital bed.

Liang Yanran twisted her eyebrows and realized that her current identity seemed not simple. At least she couldn't let people recognize her face.

Is it dangerous?

She looked at the girl walking beside her. Everything was like a mystery. Her family and life were in her hands.

Liang Yanran followed Mingjing out of the sick room and took a deep breath.

This is free air.

When they came to the underground parking lot, they got on the bus. Du Ze looked in the rearview mirror and drove silently.

Out of the nursing home, sure enough, the tail followed up again.

The mirror said faintly, "get rid of it."

Du Ze nodded, stepped on the accelerator and quickly disappeared under the shadow of the night.

The car galloped on the street late at night and came to Tonghe Shengshi community.

When the elevator door opened, the mirror looked up and suddenly saw an acquaintance.

Qu Feitai was also surprised when he saw the mirror: "mirror? Why are you here?"

Mingjing picked his eyebrow: "this is also what I want to ask."

Liang Yanran looked at Qu Feitai in shock. How could this boy know Mingjing?

Looking at the sparks jumping in his eyes, Liang Yanran, as a passer-by, understood too well.

Thinking that he is just an ordinary person now, he shut up and became an invisible person.

Qu Feitai really didn't notice her and pointed behind her: "I bought the house next to you."

It took only one day from buying a house to moving in, although it cost 10 million more than the market price.

Mingjing nodded without saying, "go and be busy."

The words fell and walked away.

Qu Feitai saw the woman behind the mirror. She looked very young, short haired and ugly.

He remembered all the people around Mingjing, but this man was the first time he saw him.

Liang Yanran felt that he was looking at himself. He bowed his head and quickly caught up with Mingjing. He muttered at the bottom of his heart, well, smelly boy, the person she was thinking about was Mingjing, and she was no longer the high, cold and handsome top stream song flying platform she knew.

Back then, at an event ceremony, she was afraid that Qu Feitai was not used to this occasion, so she took the initiative to talk to him to help him alleviate his embarrassment. Unexpectedly, the smelly boy was ungrateful and ignored her. As a result, she was chased by his fans and scolded the old woman upside down... She was so angry.

Smelly boy, it turns out that you are not high cold. You haven't met anyone who makes you willing to put down your pride.

If the news is to get out, the entertainment industry will definitely turn the world upside down. It's not beautiful for her to eat melons and go to the theatre.

"Bang" the sound of the door closing cut off the wishful thinking in Liang Yanran's mind.

She looked at the mansion in front of her. Jiangzhou has an inch of land and an inch of gold. It is definitely a rich woman to have such a fine decorated mansion with more than 200 square meters in a high-end community.

"What should I call you later?" The mirror turned back and said faintly.

Liang Yanran was stunned. She twisted her eyebrows and thought for a while and said, "Ye Zhen, call me Ye Zhen. Liang Yanran is my stage name."