After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

The more she spoke, the redder her eyes became, and there was undisguised hatred in her eyes.

Lin Qingyan had just gone to the hospital to see it.

The hospital said that the use of cosmetics containing toxic heavy metals caused the skin to be allergic and become like this.

Because she had plastic surgery, Lin Qingyan always treated her face with care.

All her skin care products and cosmetics are specially customized, and it is impossible to exceed the standard of heavy metals.

And only in the third episode of the show yesterday, she and Si Fuqing were in the same dressing room.

Besides Si Fuqing, who else would play with her cosmetics?

Lin Qingyan stood up abruptly, gritted her teeth: "You hate me so much? Would you like to disfigure me?!"

"I made your face like this?" Si Fuqing looked at Lin Qingyan's face with interest, "Then you underestimate me."

She casually straightened her hair and gave a low laugh: "If I really do something to you, don't talk about your face, your hands and your legs will all be gone."

"Have you heard of the bone-melting water used by martial arts schools? Just drop a few drops, and the person will be gone. How simple."

"..."

The room was suddenly silent.

Everyone looked at the girl sitting on the chair in astonishment.

She squinted a pair of fox eyes, the ends of her eyes were curved, and she smiled recklessly and stubbornly.

Lin Qingyan was stunned, and even forgot her tears.

It was as if he had fallen into the ice and snow, and the chill was piercing to the bone.

"Just kidding." Si Fuqing snorted, "I only do this in the game, I hope you don't play a game with me, and you can't survive if I bump into it."

"Si Fuqing!" The planner was thoroughly enraged, and he slammed the table, "Calculate carefully, how many earth-shaking things have you done in less than a month?!"

"How many?" Si Fuqing was still sitting like a grandfather, not serious, "Well, let me think about it, take back the equipment, send the rumor-mongers in, and make a bet to remove makeup."

"It doesn't seem to be very big. Do you want to play a bigger one? I can work hard, eh?"

The plan was so angry that his chest heaved and his face flushed.

I have to admit that at least a quarter of the show's popularity was propped up by Si Fuqing, whether it was black or red.

The other quarter is Xie Yu.

The planner believes that once they ask Si Fuqing to withdraw from "Youth", Xie Yu will also retire without hesitation.

Then the whole show is over.

Can only endure.

"Who was in the dressing room yesterday?" The planner turned his head and looked at several staff members, holding back his anger, "Except you."

Several people shook their heads.

One of the staff pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "No one has ever been in the dressing room."

He wasn't stupid and could naturally guess what happened.

An accident happened to Lin Qingyan's face, so she must have something to do with Zuo Qingya.

But on one side is Miss Zuojia, and on the other side is Si Fuqing who was kicked out by Zuojia.

A fool knows how to choose.

"No one has ever gone in, and the makeup is done by yourself?" The planner slapped the table angrily, "Mr. Lin's face is rotten by himself?!"

"What's the use of finding someone, monitoring is a decoration?" Si Fuqing raised his eyes, "Do you have a brain? Can't adjust monitoring?"

"Mr. Si, did you say such a thing when you knew that the surveillance could not be adjusted at all?" Lin Qingyan laughed angrily, "The State Games will be held in Lincheng soon, and the stadium was blocked last night. It's closed, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

"The program team can only rent for half a day. This is an order from the Western State General Administration. You said that you can adjust the monitoring by adjusting the monitoring?"

Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows: "How do you know that I can tune it when I say it?"

Lin Qingyan laughed angrily, and tears fell again: "It's become like this, I just need you to admit and apologize, is it difficult?"

Si Fuqing ignored her and made a phone call: "Well, I'm fine, I need surveillance from 2:00 to 6:00 in the afternoon of the City Center Stadium yesterday, yes, the dressing room No. 13 on the third floor."

"Oh, because I'm a cute little salted fish who abides by the law and insists on governing according to the law!"

Feng San after answering the phone: "???"

It makes sense, he couldn't refute it.

Feng Santing wanted to know who was the T18 investigator that Si Fuqing hired last time, but it seemed impossible.

He turned his head and told the story again.

Yu Xiheng picked up the pen and wrote down the last word, her voice flat: "Make a call and say it's me."

Yu Xiheng only needed one word for what no one in Lincheng could do under the order of the Western State General Administration.

Feng San nodded, and immediately made another phone call.

The other party said that the monitoring will be sent to the "Youth" program training camp as soon as possible.

After Feng San finished his turnaround, he saw the man still standing in front of the desk, his fingers gently caressing the rice paper, his eyes blurred, as if he was caught in some long-term memory.

Feng San leaned forward to take a look: "Ninth brother, what are you writing?"

Above is a poem.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you share the same robe with your son?

Wang Yuxing is a teacher, repair my spear.

enmity with the son. "

The handwriting is majestic and coherent, and the killing spirit that is between the lines is blowing towards the face.

Just looking at it like this, the sound of a golden horse and an iron horse seemed to sound in my ears, instantly pulling people back to the era of war raging thousands of years ago.

Feng San took a step back, and couldn't help but marvel: "Ninth Brother's word is so strong, even my old man can't compare."

Yu Xiheng stood still for a long time, and then said slowly, "Go out."

Feng San hurriedly backed away.

He thought about it and asked a question in the small group.

[You said, what do girls generally like? 】

A bunch of people burst out immediately.

【Feng San what happened? Thinking of spring? 】

[I don't know what girls generally like, but I like guns, so send me a new model. 】

【Send a gun? ? ? I found out the secret of your years of being single. 】

[Good thinking, I look forward to Feng San making a mistake and being driven back one day, so that I can serve the Lord! 】

Feng San couldn't bear it any longer, and finally broke out the foul language.

【You know shit! 】

How dare he like Miss Si?

But it's enough for him to hold Miss Si's thigh tightly.

No one else can get a piece of the pie.

**

The program group is here.

Ten minutes passed, and after a break at noon, Li Jingchen finished the course.

He went out to the director to discuss something, and happened to bump into Lin Qingyan who came out of the bathroom.

Li Jingchen was stunned for a while, but he didn't speak, and was about to knock on the door to go in.

Instead, Lin Qingyan stopped her.

"Mr. Li, I know you've been avoiding me recently, and I don't know if you've listened to what someone said." Lin Qingyan's eyes were red, showing weakness, "I've been backing down, but you see. What is the result of my retreat?"

Li Jingchen was a little embarrassed, he pursed his lips: "Nothing, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Lin Qingyan said briefly, "That's it."

"The doctor said that you were only allergic for a few days. Tell the show team, don't slap your face when filming everyday life these days." Li Jingchen comforted her, "If you tell the outside world that you have a cold, it will be fine."

"Really?" Lin Qingyan gave a wry smile, "Appearance is too important for a star, I can finally understand why Teacher Si wears makeup all the time. Who wants to expose all his shortcomings."

Li Jingchen frowned and his voice became cold: "Then she is too vicious!"

It is not uncommon for the entertainment industry to frame each other for an interview.

He hated this kind of behavior.

But today's entertainment industry has become more and more unhealthy, and there is no way to reverse it.

"Mr. Si also said that the surveillance will be adjusted." Lin Qingyan smiled even more awkwardly, "Where did she get the surveillance?"

She shook her head, knocked on the door and went in: "Planning, director, I thought about it, I'd better quit the show."

"I'm rotten now, who knows if I'll do something disgusting one day and die?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

"No!" Li Jingchen was the first to react, with a serious expression, "It's already been divided into classes, how can you quit? Who will take over?"

What's more, with the current popularity of "Youth", how many people are watching.

If Lin Qingyan quits, what will the audience think?

"Then what can I do?" Lin Qingyan was helpless, "I just want a public apology, is it so difficult?"

After listening, Li Jingchen turned his head: "Si Fuqing, Mr. Lin doesn't care about this matter. You apologize to Mr. Lin on Weibo now. If you do, you must admit your mistake."

"I said earlier that she was all gone, why are you still standing here beeping?" Si Fuqing opened his eyes, there was no smile in his eyes, only a sullen look left, "Noisy me to rest , are you bothered?"

Li Jingchen was also on fire.

He was about to say something when the door was knocked again, and the voice from outside was respectful: "Miss Si, I'm here to send you the surveillance you want."

See you tomorrow~~