Chapter 452 Hello, Clown (42)

A month later, Ling Chao took out 100 million to pay Jiang Tang the surgery fee.

The first surgery was this Thursday.

At [-]:[-] on Wednesday night, Ling Chao was in the studio, and the makeup artist was applying makeup to him.

The man has fair skin, thick eyebrows, and plain makeup is enough for the death scene. After applying makeup, the already delicate and beautiful facial features are even more stunning.

The makeup artist looked into Ling Chao's eyes and blushed unconsciously.

"Ms. Ling's eyelashes are really long, even longer than girls' eyelashes, how can we live?"

Ling Chao smiled slightly, the smile was kind and distant.

"you flatter me."

The little assistant standing behind Ling Chao stepped forward holding the phone.

"Teacher Ling, Sister Yan asked you to attend a dinner at nine o'clock in the evening."

Ling Chao didn't even want to refuse directly.

"I told you not to accept work after 08:30."

"But director Zhang also came to the dinner tonight... the director is looking for the second male lead for a new play, and Sister Yan said that you must be there. The car is already waiting outside, and I will go there after the show is recorded."

"Tell her I'm not going."

The little assistant looked at Ling Chao in embarrassment, wondering why.

"Sister Yan said that Director Zhang was invited by her with all her heart. If you don't go, she won't accept any activities for you in the future. She also said... Anyway, the newcomers under her are not only you, but you are prettier than you No, but more obedient than you, grab a lot, let you think about it."

Ling Chao's complexion sank slightly.

After a while, he whispered.

"Well, I'll go out and make a phone call first."

Jiang Tang was lying on the carpet playing a game when Ling Chao's phone call came in.

"Aren't you busy, you still have time to call me."

"Well, I may have to go back later at night. I'll ask someone to bring you dinner. Remember to lock the door and don't go out by yourself. I'll go back as soon as possible."

"Well, take care of yourself."

"Hey...don't go out alone, I'll be back soon."

"Got it, go ahead."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Chao's complexion was not very good. In the following interview, the host faintly felt that the person next to him seemed not as happy as in the first half. He was obviously smiling, and his smile was still handsome and charming, but the host was I feel that the other party is not in a good mood.

The interview is coming to an end, and the host wants to liven up the atmosphere.

"Ms. Ling is very popular on the Internet. I see that many young ladies like to call you Mr. Clown. I also saw clips of your performance on the Internet. In every video, I saw your companion, that girl. "

Ling Chao nodded, her expression relaxed a little.

The host noticed Ling Chao's expression, and then asked another question.

"On behalf of everyone, I want to ask a question. It is rumored on the Internet that you and the girl in the video are in a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship. So, are you and the girl in the video really in a relationship?"

The host already had an answer in mind.

Ling Chao's appearance is outstanding, and she looks like she's going to follow the idol route, no matter what the real relationship is, anyway, she will definitely deny this relationship in the show.

This kind of artist is controlled by a special person behind him, and his show can be regarded as a medium to convey a message to the outside world.

This is the most important question in this interview.

The camera has turned to Ling Chao.

The man was wearing a black shirt with a soft smile on his lips.

"She is not my girlfriend."

"A lot of girls in front of the camera are probably going to die of joy. I'm also a fan of Teacher Ling..."

"Sorry, I haven't finished, she is not my girlfriend, last month, she became my wife.

Also, I love her very much. "

(End of this chapter)

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