Quick Transmigration Queen: Male God, please be blackened!

Chapter 189

[Name: Yan Ling.

Rebirth value: 400.

Memory fragments: 1 pieces.

Available funds: [-] million. 】

Yan Ling quietly looked at the data in front of him, his small face was indifferent and devoid of emotion, showing no emotions.

The system wants to congratulate the host.

After all, this third plane finally got a memory fragment.

However, when one thinks about the specific function of that memory fragment.

It silently swallowed back the words of celebration.

I always feel that the host will remember something.

As for how much it can remember, it...is not sure at all.

Yan Ling stared at the void calmly for a long time, then said lightly, "Go to the next plane!"

【Received~】

I always feel that the host is getting colder and colder!
The system murmured in a low voice.

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pain.

The pain in my head was unbearable as if it was about to explode.

Yan Ling opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

"System!" She shouted in displeasure.

Hearing the words, the system quickly blocked Yan Ling's pain.

The pain disappeared, and the eyes were clear.

Yan Ling glanced calmly, and then frowned fiercely.

She was lying in the bathtub, and the water in the bathtub was freezing cold.

Instantly found the cause of the headache.

The original owner is enough to do it, I don't know how long it has been soaked, and his fingers are white from the soak.

Coupled with the cold weather, Yan Ling shivered subconsciously when he climbed out of the bathtub.

He pulled the bath towel and wrapped it around his body, drained the cold water and replaced it with hot water.

In the process of draining the water, Yan Ling turned around and walked to the mirror, and glanced at the person in the mirror.

Her long hair was disheveled, sticking wetly to her snow-white skin, her eyes were red and swollen, she had obviously cried for a long time, her left cheek had also been slapped, and five fingerprints could be vaguely seen.

This appearance is embarrassing and miserable.

[Host, please receive the memory. 】

"Ah."

The original owner, Xue Yanling, was desperate when he was short of money to treat his mother's illness. He happened to be discovered by a talent scout and stepped into the entertainment industry.

She is beautiful and willing to endure hardships. Although she rejected the unspoken rules many times, the original owner was born to eat this bowl of rice.

As long as you give a chance, your popularity will skyrocket.

As a result, although the company was dissatisfied with her, it was reluctant to give up such a good seedling directly.

The original owner was really lucky.

When I took the first play, I only acted as a cannon fodder with few lines.

As a result, after the filming of the film, the male and female protagonists became romantically involved in the film and established a romantic relationship. The fans of the two parties were tearing up, making trouble, and stunned. Everyone knew that the film was troublesome, and the hot topic was high. No more.

When that play was broadcast, the two men and two women in the play, the opening and ending songs, and the director all became popular.

Even a cannon fodder like her was caught on fire.

After that, the company treated her, although it was not much better than before.

But occasionally a few resources that are not on the table will be given, just like this, the original owner also has some fans.

It's obviously a stocking, but it's even more popular than the artists carefully promoted by the company.

After thinking about it, the company immediately gave the original owner the second female lead in a play.

With her beautiful appearance, superb acting skills, and youthful and unaffected temperament, the original owner jumped into the ranks of the third line.

Since then, life has been much better than before.

The medical expenses from the mother's side have also been settled, and the original owner is very happy.

Acting is also getting more serious.

The company does what it asks, and looks very honest, except for one thing: unspoken rules are not accepted.

I am usually more cautious, and I dare not even go to the reception organized by the company.

(End of this chapter)