Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

When Cheng Jihang returned to the company for a meeting in the afternoon, Ji Mo wobbled around with a bunch of bananas and came to visit the doctor under the pretense of calling her sick.

It turned out that it was a fan of Jiang Ling. He saw Jiang Ling in the lobby of the hotel and secretly followed him out to get an autograph.Seeing how close she was to Jiang Ling, he was jealous for a moment, so he picked up a brick by the side of the road and slapped her on the head.

"Jealous for a while?" Rolling her hands, she dared to smack someone's head with a brick when she was jealous. She didn't know how long she had been jealous of those pvc models in the window of famous brands who wore silk winter mink in summer, and she never saw her pick up other people's clothes.

Jimo slowly peeled the banana peel to the bottom, and bit his own mouth, "Speaking of it, it's not just a moment of jealousy. She and you are old enemies, and she hated you so much that she hated you so much, but you still ran into others blindly." The muzzle has gone up, if you don’t shoot, who will you shoot!”

Gu Wanwan was surprised, what did she do?Make people hate you so much that you want to tie the villain?

Jimo laughed wickedly, took another bite of the banana slowly, put his legs on the hospital bed, leaned back, and the chair tilted up so that the front two legs were hanging in the air, and threw the phone over casually, "here."

I couldn't move my head, so I had to grope around, grab the phone, and lift it up to the height of my eyes to see clearly.

It was actually a photo of her and Jiang Ling standing alone on the side of the street. The camera was zoomed out and the flash was not turned on. The picture was a bit dark. Jiang Ling lowered his head slightly, she raised her head and smiled at him, and the two leaned against a car. I don't know what was being said on the gray off-road vehicle, but the intimacy and harmony in the gesture did not stop.

She gave a strange "huh", "Where did this photo come from? Why don't I remember that Jiang Ling and I were so harmonious?"

Jimo was still biting his banana bit by bit with his teeth, and only "hummed" with his nose, "Turn it back."

She moved her index finger, touched the screen to turn the page, and found that the next picture was in a sunny park. Jiang Ling was sitting on the grass with his arms crossed. He threw himself down as she walked cautiously toward them, two overfilled cones in both hands, by an ice cream machine on the park's slightly east side.

This is not right.

She quickly slid her fingers across the screen, under the neon lights, at the gate of the community, carrying many shopping bags on the street, in the underground garage, under the performance stage... Countless photos, the background time is different, the only thing in common is that she and Jiang Ling was photographed together, and they both looked very intimate.

The sense of doubt is getting stronger and stronger.

When she flipped through all the photos stiffly, Jimo had given up on eating that poor banana, and was poking its skin with a toothpick, "Got it?"

Wanwan looked at the familiar photo on the phone screen, and was silent for a moment.

At the stall by the roadside, the orange fire was flickering. The girl with ponytail smiled and clinked glasses with the boy opposite with the soda bottle in her hand. The soda in the bottle was knocked and splashed. Slightly lowering his eyes, his face made of ice and snow carried a kind of helpless pampering.

That was the photo taken when she and "Cha" went to eat grilled fish after recording "The World They Live in" that day.

It's just that because of a tricky camera angle, Jimo Eddie and the others didn't get into the shot.

The rest of the photos, which even she can't remember clearly, must have used the same photography technique.

There is no clear directional description under all the photos.

The photos are also real.

But when so many "true" photos are gathered together, it is nothing but a "fake" lie.