The queen of poisonous milk in the entertainment industry

Chapter 465 Chapter 469 Huaguo Supernova Phase 18 [-]
Xiu Yuan did the math, now Wu Sitong already has nearly [-] fame points, and he is not far away from leveling up. Although it is a bit wasteful to trade fame points for skills, the situation is critical now. Compared with obliteration, fame points are all trifle.

[Do you want to exchange now? 】

[No need now, I said before that I don’t know how to put on makeup. If I use my skills now, I obviously won’t be able to find a suitable makeup artist who is skilled enough to cover up my allergies at this time, and no one knows what’s going on in the afternoon. Maybe you can get by without exchanging skills? 】

Using up fame points is a bad idea. Fame points are non-renewable compared to points. Although the base for obtaining fame points is relatively large, Huaguo has a population of 14 billion, but even money cannot make everyone like it.

Don't there still be people who treat money like dung?

Therefore, the later the fame points, the harder it is to obtain, and it is a bit of a loss to exchange [-] fame points for superb makeup skills.

Makeup can be learned, but if you can't learn it, you can invite people. In fact, it is not so necessary to become a superstar.

Wu Sitong returned to the stage, and it was almost time for them to reappear.

In the same scene, the lights on the stage changed, from the dim sunset to the tranquility of the next morning.

The windows were open, the house had been tidied up, it was a bright morning.

There were only eight little Indian boys left on the mantelpiece.

Suitcases were piled on the balcony as everyone waited for the boat to arrive.

John Liu sat in his chair on the left back, looking a little weird indeed.

Emily Yi is sitting in the center right, knitting.

Tom Lawrence was sitting on the clinical lounge chair at the right rear, a little far away from everyone, and he looked like he was deep in thought.

Throughout the scene he behaves like a judge.

Wu Weila, who was near the center of the bed, was restless. She entered the room and seemed to want to talk, but no one noticed, she went to the front left and sat down.

Wang Armstrong and William Xia went to the rear right of the balcony.

Wang Armstrong kept looking out of the window, "We are already at the commanding heights, but we still can't see the ship."

Wu Weila made a gesture of looking at her watch, "It's still too early."

William Shaw wanted to leave too, but he put on a face of confidence. "Oh, I know. The guy will bring milk and bread and whatnot. I should have thought he'd been here before."

William Xia pushed open the door on the right side of the stage and looked inside, "It doesn't look like he's going to have breakfast—where did that guy Ann Rogers go?"

Wu Weila didn't know what to say, isn't the most important thing now is to leave? "Oh, don't bother us about breakfast—"

Tom Lawrence also said at this time, "How does the weather look like?"

Xia Weilian looked in the middle of the window, "The wind is a bit stronger. The veritable fish scales. God. The old man on the train said yesterday that we would catch a bad weather. No doubt he was right—"

Fish-scale sky, wind and wind without rain.

Although it is sunny now, looking at the clouds in the sky, it is estimated that it will rain soon, and the wind outside is loud.

Wang Armstrong said nervously. "I hope the boat will come. The sooner we get off the island the better. It's absurd that the island doesn't have a boat."

Xia Weilian continued to show off his knowledge, "There is no suitable harbor. If the southeast wind blows, the ship will be smashed to pieces if it touches the rocks."

Emily Yi was a little puzzled, "But the boat can always bring us here from land?"

William Xia turned to Emily Yi, "No, Miss Brent—the boat can't come either."

"Are you saying we'll be isolated on this island?"

"That's right. Even the plain pretzels and canned treats won't arrive until after the wind blows.

But don't worry, the sea is just a little choppy. "

Emily Yi stopped what she was doing, "I think the joy of living on an island is greatly overestimated."

Wang Armstrong fidgeted and looked bad, "I wonder if the ship will come.

What makes people angry is that this villa is completely built according to the cliff.You can't see land unless you're on a high ground. "

He looked at William Xia, "Shall we climb up to have a look?"

Xia Weilian grinned, "It's useless, doctor. I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Even if we board there now, we won't see the ship set off."

"I don't know what that Naracott guy is doing?"

William Xia said quite philosophically, "They have always been like this in Devonshire, and they never make themselves anxious."

"Then where's Ann Rogers? He should be around."

Xia William shrugged, "If you ask me, I must say that Master Ann Rogers must have been chattering endlessly last night."

"I know." King Armstrong shuddered. "It's horrible—the whole thing."

"I was really taken aback.

I bet he and his wife did exactly what the gramophone said they did to let the old lady do that. "

Tom Lawrence looked at Xia William suspiciously, "You really think so?"

"Yeah, I've never seen anyone so frightened. I must say he's very guilty."

Wang Armstrong was still looking at the sea outside the window, "It's strange—the whole thing—it's really strange."

William Xia suddenly made an expression of enlightenment, "I said, has he already absconded?"

"Who, Ann Rogers? But he's going nowhere.

There are no boats on the island, as you said just now. "

Xia Weilian thought, "Yes, but I have been thinking about it.

We've only heard from Ann Rogers, but maybe there's a boat?

Perhaps he had slipped away beforehand. "

John Liu suddenly said at this time, "Oh! No, he can't leave this island."

His tone was a bit weird, and everyone stared at him.

"Sleep well, General?"

John Liu said softly, "I was dreaming—yes, I was dreaming—"

"It's not surprising."

John Liu looked a little nostalgic and unnatural, "You know, I dreamed about Leslie, my wife."

William Xia awkwardly changed the subject, "Oh—er—yes—hope Naracott will come back."

As he spoke, he turned to the window.

Instead of continuing to talk about his dream, John Liu asked, "Who is Naracote?"

"That's the guy who brought us here yesterday afternoon."

Liu Yuehan was a little stunned, "It was yesterday?"

William Xia walked to the front of the center of the stage, with a hint of joy, "Yes, I feel the same way.

Strange gramophone records—suicide—that was all a man could take.

I leave it at that, when we left Indian Island I had no regrets. "

Afterwards, the scene began to discuss Kim Marston who died yesterday, and William Xia said that he was placed in the study.

　Stiff neck, neck pain, crying
　　
　
(End of this chapter)