After my ex-husband found out that I was going to fall in love with Zong, it was officially announce

Chapter 27
When Fu Wenbo came to look for Zhou Han early in the morning, he saw that his eyes were slightly blue, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"What happened to you yesterday, weren't you at home, why didn't you sleep well?"

Zhou Han rubbed his eyebrows and replied impatiently, "If you have something to say, get out."

Fu Wenbo felt that he was a little rushed today. Although he was cold before, it was not as cold as today.

The young master was in a bad mood, he didn't dare to continue to make trouble, and went straight to the point, explaining his intention.

"Didn't you encourage me to give it a try yesterday? I called Song Yin's agent, and she said that she would be able to ask Song Yin out today and tomorrow. You can go with your buddies to choose a gift. You said that I would also like to see Miss Sister." Can't you go empty-handed?"

Zhou Han listened, and slowly raised his head to look at the man beside him.

Fu Wenbo was still talking about his achievements complacently.

"Do you think I'm great? It's really thanks to you for encouraging me. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare. This girl is hard to chase after seeing her. I don't know if she can succeed. You said that when we met, I wore what?"

A pair of eyes looked at Zhou Han expectantly, waiting for him to give himself an answer.

Zhou Han looked at him with a half-smile, then lowered his head and kicked the trash can beside his feet, and returned softly.

"You don't need to bother, you won't meet each other?"

"why?"

Fu Wenbo looked confused, he had already made an appointment, why couldn't he meet?

"Because the boss of the variety show she participated in didn't allow her to ask for leave."

"The boss won't let her take leave, who is her boss?"

After Fu Wenbo finished asking, he always felt that something was wrong.

He seems to have missed some important information.

It wasn't until Zhou Han, who had been bowing his head, slowly lifted his head up and replied word by word in a very magnetic voice, that he suddenly realized.

"Her boss...I..."

"!!!"

……

Song Yin didn't sleep all night, and she was still refreshed in the morning.

Staying up late is really commonplace for her.

A battle in the previous life was bound to last for several months, and she never closed her eyes for three days and three nights at the longest time.

It is also common to rush to battle plans overnight, so it is really nothing to simply stay up all night.

By the time she went back to wash up, all her roommates had already woken up.

Seeing that she had just come back from the outside, Li Xinran thought she was still exercising in the morning as usual, so she didn't care too much, so she casually asked her what she had for breakfast, and she went to prepare it.

Song Yin was not polite to her either, "Tea and snacks, thank you."

Li Xinran nodded, and went down to prepare breakfast first.

Li Qingqian waited for Song Yin to come out of the bathroom before going up to talk to her.

"Yinyin, did you come back late last night, are you exhausted?"

Song Yin hummed lightly, and didn't intend to chat with her further.

While preparing the clothes to wear today, he stuffed the notes he had organized this morning into his bag.

Seeing her cold attitude, Li Qingqian scolded her eighteen generations of ancestors all over in her heart, but she still showed a sisterly affection on her face.

"Yinyin, today is the day when the teacher of the program team will come to check. Even if you are not ready, it doesn't matter. I believe in you, and you will definitely do it well,"

"I know you are still working hard, but next time you should go to bed early, don't stay up until twelve o'clock, eleven o'clock is just right for you to go to bed, you know?"

She got up at eleven o'clock last night to go to the bathroom, and Song Yin hadn't come back yet, so it was reasonable to think that she might be back at twelve o'clock.

Song Yin ignored the sarcasm in her words, and focused all her attention on those two words.

"an examination?"

Song Yin looked at Li Qingqian in confusion, obviously not knowing that there was such a link.

Seeing her appearance, Li Qingqian felt even more mocking in her heart.

With this picture of an idiot who doesn't know anything, what competition is there?

The rating of their group is definitely not up to standard!
Although the rating will not be included in the final stage score, the audience in front of the TV can see it, and it seems that the group with the highest score can give priority to the order of going on stage.

Song Yin just waits to be hung up and beaten by her!
"It doesn't matter if you don't know, anyway, just get ready before you go on stage."

After speaking, he comforted Song Yin symbolically, and went downstairs to eat in a good mood.

After Song Yin packed up her things, she also went downstairs.

Sitting at the dining table, reading the newspaper while eating breakfast.

Barrage--
[Why didn't Miss Sister listen to music today? 】

[It may be because there are too many people. Although the young lady is strict, she will not do things that affect others. I like this very much. 】

[But Miss Sister, why did you get up late today? 】

[Upstairs, they didn't sleep all night, it wasn't that they got up late, I was sleepy too, I stayed with Miss Sister all night, and now I'm so sleepy, but Miss Sister is still refreshed. 】

[I also stayed with Miss Sister for the night yesterday. I saw you upstairs in the live broadcast room yesterday. There is also a net named Zhou Han who seems to have stayed up all night. He should be a die-hard fan of Yinyinzi. I want to She pulled into our camp. 】

【You look too carefully! 】

[Hey, for Yinyin, everything is in place. 】

The two chatted unscrupulously in the bullet screen, and other newcomers also joined the topic.

In an instant, the number of Song Yin's Weibo fans broke through the seven-figure mark, reaching one million.

The popular traffic niche also has millions of fans, and Song Yin seems to be on the verge of becoming popular.

But the person involved didn't have the slightest sense of needing to be popular, so what should be done.

Wang Siyuan also had dinner with them downstairs, and when he saw Song Yin holding a torn newspaper, he curled his lips in disdain.

After what happened last time, she didn't dare to confront Song Yin head-on.

She thinks that Song Yin has a good idea and is very popular with passers-by, but she is easy to suffer from the front.

Moreover, Li Qingqian had talked to her, and told her about Song Yin from the side.

Regardless of whether those rumors actually happened or not, we have to change our approach to deal with Song Yin.

If the bright ones don’t work, you have to play with the dark ones.

Anyway, regardless of the conspiracy, killing Song Yin is the best strategy.

Li Qingqian is more of an expert than her.

Now seeing Song Yin reading a foreign language newspaper, she casually said.

"Wow, Yinyin, you are really good. When did you learn English?"

The newspaper seemed to be written in foreign languages, so Li Qingqian naturally thought it was an English newspaper.

At this moment, they are planning to demolish Song Yin's platform with great fanfare.

Song Yin is just a scumbag, can read shit English?
She wanted to set her character as Zheng Beng first, to pave the way for the day of the performance.

Things like landslides are more interesting when they come a little bit, and it's more enjoyable when you slap your face.

Song Yin continued to look at the newspaper in her hand without saying a word. This person is sick, she can't speak, and it is easy to contagion.

However, Li Qingqian was relentless, and continued to crazily diss Song Yin. When they were in school, Song Yin was a scumbag, and how to improve later.

There was an embarrassment at the table, and no one else could intervene.

But Li Qingqian didn't think there was anything wrong. While she was still working hard on black Song Yin, Song Yin slowly put down the newspaper, unfolded it and put it on the table.

Then, with a lazy expression, he clicked on the above content with his fingers, and a playful smile appeared in his eyes.

"This is in Russian, not English. It seems that we are not in the same place, Miss Scumbag!"

(End of this chapter)