Quick Transmigration Queen: Male God, please be blackened!

Chapter 225

As someone began to break the news anonymously.

The rest of the crew also revealed some small things, such as ordinary things.

Of course, the premise of these revelations is that they only dare to disclose the news with the permission of the director.

As for the director, he naturally had to ask Feng Lin for his opinion first.

To put it simply, the revelations made by these people were all approved by Fenglin.

Seeing more and more revelations.

The style of painting on the Internet has also been distorted.

Many people are screaming, Crazy Art crew.

[Question: Is the crew still recruiting?The kind that can eat but not work? 】

[Upstairs, shut up, and ask: Is the crew recruiting that kind of beautiful lady who works hard, does her best, and eats less? 】

[Hey, I can do whatever you want, as long as you recruit me, I can take out the trash!Ask for help! 】

[I can act like a baby, be cute, work, tell jokes, eat, and I don’t need a salary, do you want it? 】

【…】

It's all the crew's fault, the food is so good!

There are also beautiful ladies and handsome brothers who are eye-catching!

Crazy envy the crew.

Yan Ling couldn't help but look at the off-track style of painting, okay, this style of painting is actually very good.

Just as she was thinking about it, the director suddenly sent her a message, asking her to forward his Weibo promoting "The Stars" at this time.

Yan Ling, "..." This director is really amazing!
Don't let this kind of heat go!
It's just too clever!
It's only been a few days since the filming started, and it's already been on the hot searches many times. This reputation can be regarded as extremely resounding. Next, it depends on whether they can continue to stabilize!

Yan Lingang reposted the Weibo.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him.

She had no choice but to let the man hold her in his arms.

The system reminded me, [Ding!Kiss, Fenglin's favorability has reached 80! 】

eighty?

That could reach a hundred in no time.

Warm breath, sprayed in the ears.

A steady voice sounded, with a hint of resentment in it, "Why didn't you reply to me? Maybe next time someone will say that I'm being sentimental and wishful thinking!"

The corner of Yan Ling's mouth twitched, and he soon realized that the reason why he suddenly reposted her Weibo and said that was probably because he saw something saying that she posted it backwards. In fact, those words don't need to be paid attention to.

After all, no matter what those people say, Fenglin is hers.

No matter how loud and noisy, Feng Lin would never look at those people again!
Nothing more than a waste of time.

She thought about it, and she followed Fenglin's wishes, to show her affection, he even spoke, and she herself was very happy.

So, she put a heart symbol under his Weibo.

"I've typed so many words, and you just show love, like sending me away?" Feng Lin bit her dissatisfied, and his eyes became more and more resentful.

With that appearance, the whole Yan Ling seemed to have done something to offend him.

Yan Ling looked innocent, and she kissed his chin helplessly, "That's not love, that symbol means...send your little heart, um, give you my little heart!"

Her voice was soft and soft.

There is also a sweet breath on the body.

The dark color in Feng Lin's eyes gradually faded, and he became a little more depressed.

"Give me your heart?" He asked, his voice hoarse, as if he was restraining something, this kind of situation is not unfamiliar to Yan Ling, it always happens when he is emotional.

"Yeah!" Send you, send you, send you!

She smiled even sweeter.

Unexpectedly, Feng Lin answered with a domineering expression, "You don't need to send it, your heart is mine in the first place!"

(End of this chapter)