After the Internet was hacked, she did not talk about martial arts on variety shows

The script was written by Shen Sirong himself, and the name of the movie is "Oiran".

Tailor-made for Lin Mizi.

After lunch, Liu Qianzai called Shen Sirong and said that he had received many invitations, all of which were for Lin Mizi.

But no matter how good the conditions are, it is not as strong as the word "Shen Sirong". He told Liu Qianzai about the arrangement for Lin Mizi in the later period. If Lin Mizi can handle it well this time, Fengfeng may want to transform and specialize in the film and television industry.

Netizens in the live broadcast room in the afternoon were shouting at Lin Mizi, wanting to watch her dance again.

Xiao Jizong asked her if she would meet the needs of netizens.

Lin Mizi's answer surprised everyone: "No, because I will be filming next time, friends who want to watch remember to join me." She smiled sweetly and compared her heart to the camera, "Thank you for your support."

Everyone present looked at Shen Sirong.

He didn't expect Lin Mizi to be so smart and know how to use the show to promote his movie that didn't even have a script written.

Shen Sirong just thought about the script in the noon meeting.

Every group worked hard in the live broadcast in the afternoon. Lin Mizi didn't dance, and Shen Sirong told her not to show her talent too much in the variety show, otherwise there would be no surprises.

That one thing in the morning was enough for her to be popular on the hot searches for a while.

At six o'clock, the clouds in the sky seemed to be on fire, dyeing every corner of the city bright orange.

Lin Mizi changed his clothes and came out, and said to Lin Misen, "Sister, I'm going to discuss the script with Director Shen tonight, so I won't go back with you."

Lin Misen replied with an 'OK' indifferently.

There was no warning, and the tone was indifferent, as if talking to a stranger.

But Lin Mizi didn't care about her attitude, and continued to act in front of outsiders: "Then I'm leaving, goodbye."

Yang Sleep was watching from the side. After watching Lin Mizi get into Shen Sirong's car, she stepped forward and asked Lin Misen: "Misen, did you quarrel with your sister?" Netizens gave Lin Misen another title It's a sister-protecting madman, it's impossible for her to quarrel with her sister.

"It's not noisy." Lin Misen turned his head, saw Chen Yufei, and stopped walking, and the picture of her being bullied naturally appeared in his mind.

Seeing her looking at her, Chen Yufei raised her hand and waved, smiling: "Misen, do you want to go have dinner together?"

Lin Misen turned a deaf ear, her eyebrows were tightening.

"Misen," Yang Shu patted her on the arm, "Chen Yufei is asking if you want to eat together?"

The unbearable images in his mind were interrupted, and Lin Misen walked towards Chen Yufei: "Sorry, I'll eat next time."

Chen Yufei was stunned for a moment: "No need to apologize, it's not a big deal, then let's eat together next time." She put on the mask, said goodbye, turned and ran to Chen Congyu's side.

Lin Misen stood where he was, and apologized again.

The sunset disappeared into the horizon at [-]:[-], and the car drove from the amusement park to the villa, and the sky slowly darkened.

Chen Congye could tell that Lin Misen was very unhappy. Ever since she learned what Lin Mizi had done, she hadn't smiled.

Aunt Chen's dinner is Lin Misen's favorite.

"Miss Misen, eat more," said Aunt Chen, who has recently become obsessed with the "Ba Zong Romance Drama". She knows what "assists" are. "The boss called me in advance to order me to do these things."

Lin Misen was stunned, looked up at Chen Congye, and said, "Thank you."

He sat next to her and took food for her: "You don't need to thank me, just eat more."

"Ah."

He deserved it well, but he put down his chopsticks before finishing half a bowl of rice.

After taking a shower, Chen Congye knocked on the door, holding a bowl of hot almond soup in his hand.

Lin Misen opened the door and said, "I'm not hungry."

"I made this with my own hands." He entered the room and closed the door. "Taste it, let's talk if you don't want to eat it, huh?"

Lin Misen looked down at the bowl of almond soup, only to find that there were a few small bubbles on his wrist, which seemed to be scalded.

She took the bowl and put it on the coffee table, and took his hand: "Did you get burned?"

"Well," he said, "on purpose."

Lin Misen raised his head, with doubts on his brows: "Why did you burn yourself on purpose?" She let him sit on the sofa, let go of his hand, and went to fetch the medicine box.

In fact, it wasn't very deliberate. When he got a little hot, he suddenly thought of trying to see if she would feel distressed if he got hurt.

It's not that he didn't believe the phrase 'I love you' she said, it's just that she didn't agree to marry him, and after getting her that night, he felt even more insecure.

Chen Congye never thought that he would have such an 'unreasonable' day.

The wound was small, so she applied some burn ointment and blew on it.

"Chen Congye," she sat upright, facing him with a slightly serious expression, "what are you thinking?"

The lights in the room are fully turned on, the light is very white, and it will shine brightly when reflected in his pupils, especially his pair of peach blossom eyes, which are full of light, like the surface of a sparkling lake, so beautiful: "I miss you," he shook his hand. Holding her hand, "Mi'er, I know I shouldn't say this, but I hope you can focus on me. Regarding Lin Mizi's matter, I believe that even if you don't act, there will be a result in the end."

He didn't say the phrase "Evil is rewarded with evil", but that's what it meant.

Lin Misen shook his head: "She is my younger sister. I am responsible for what she did wrong, and I will take action, but I haven't thought of the most appropriate method yet."

It's just the two of them left at home now.Lin Misen pushed away his hand, sat on his lap, and hugged his neck: "Cong Ye, don't hurt yourself in the future, do you hear me?"

He smiled and said he heard it, lowered his head and kissed her neck, and lowered his voice: "Mi'er, do you want to try doing it here?"

Lin Misen: "..."

The almond soup was cold, but he still hugged her waist and didn't let go.

After ten o'clock, the cold sky began to drizzle.

honeycomb.

boss office.

Lin Meizhi pushed the door open and went in, and saw Lin Mizi sitting beside Shen Sirong.

The two of them were completely unaware that someone had entered.

A bag of snacks was put in front of her, and Shen Sirong saw her: "You sit down first."

Lin Meizhi sat down on the sofa opposite.

Lin Mizi only glanced at her, then continued to discuss the content of the script with Shen Sirong: "Change here, I think I can dance swords."

The reason why Shen Sirong's scripts are so powerful is here. He likes to 'realize' the characters and then 'control' them in the script.

"you sure?"

Lin Mizi nodded: "Well, I can show you a dance the day after tomorrow."

Shen Sirong circled that section and marked it with Sword Dance.

Putting down the pen, he said, "I'll go to the bathroom, and you can go back too."

Lin Mizi: "Okay."

As soon as Shen Sirong left the office, Lin Meizhi immediately stopped Lin Mizi who was about to step out the door.

"Is there something wrong?" Lin Mizi turned around with a cold expression.

Lin Meizhi's purpose was obvious: "Stay away from him, he is mine."

Hearing this, Lin Mizi retorted softly: "Since when did he belong to you? Have you slept with each other? Did he promise to marry you? Did he say he loved you?"

Lin Meizhi gritted her teeth and killed her with her eyes.

Lin Mizi sneered: "Sorry, I stepped on your pain point."