After I Wear the Book, I Bend the Heroine O

It was the first time that He Lingxing saw Shu Minglan acting like a spoiled child.

After the early morning rain, the soft light shone on the woman's face through the window, lining the originally smooth outline with a light layer of gold, and even the little soft fluff on her face could be clearly seen in the backlight. .

The clear amber eyes were like a cute and well-behaved ragdoll cat. At this time, she was screaming dissatisfied with the owner because of some trivial things, which made her unable to help it? Gently touch the head of the person——

With lightning speed, he plucked out a white hair.

At the same time, in the room on the fifth floor.

The overnight stay made Zhang Cheng's already fair skin suddenly add two huge dark circles and a few pimples, and his black and white eyes were also covered with red blood. That look was scary when the agent just knocked on the door and came in. A jump.

"Zhang Cheng?" There was a bit of anger in the man's voice, "Did you go as a thief last night? Didn't you agree that there was an important meeting today? That's what you did to President Yan? Do you still want that character?"

Zhang Cheng's head was a little dizzy. However, this small move suddenly ignited the opponent's anger, causing the manager to slam the table and look at him with contempt:

"What do you think? That role is so easy to get? If it wasn't for your father's relationship, do you think? Who would want you? Do you really think that a son of a junior can become a grandfather? Do you think ?You will inherit the property from now on? It's too funny!"

Zhang Cheng's body swayed with his words, and then suddenly raised his head to retort:

"I? I'm not the son of Xiaosan!"

"Whether it's up to you to decide, in the eyes of others, your mother is a complete junior!"

The manager strode forward, twisted his arm and pulled, although he didn't have much strength, he still staggered the already thin young man.

A gloom flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and he stood there dumbfounded, looking at the agent like a wooden sculpture.

"...Okay, okay, don't look at me like this, did you meet He Lingxing yesterday?"

Zhang Cheng said "um".

"I heard that Shu Minglan from his company is going to participate in a reality show next. That is usually a combination of abo3, Shu Minglan is an omega, and He Lingxing should send an alpha over there? I will also put you in there, do you remember to find a way? Team up with Shu Minglan as a CP."

Zhang Cheng was a little impatient. He felt that the agent was crazy:

"Shu Minglan is crooked, right? And he just made a lily movie. Now is the time to promote the movie. How could it be possible for me? A straight man?"

"Are you an idiot? It's none of your business to be straight. You just need to get in there? That's it, the next thing? I'll help you solve it, that's all! I'll go first."

The agent directly wrote the words "look down" on his face and turned his back? Zhang Cheng walked out as soon as the door was closed, but he didn't see the dark clouds on the young man's face before the rain came.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of footsteps go away from him that the faint smile on Zhang Cheng's face was removed and replaced with a cold expression with no expression on his face.

That unfamiliar voice continued to ring in his ears, like a ghost, inducing? His mind:

[Look, as I said, these people don't care about your feelings at all, they only think about themselves. Including your family members, including your father, obviously you are the child of your wife, but he heard that your mother is a junior, so you can't look up in your life. 】

[This agent is obviously sent by your father, he said? I need to care about you, in fact, it doesn't hurt you at all. Your mother is in the hospital now, and he doesn't go at all? Take a look...]

Zhang Cheng clenched his fists tightly, as if he could sense the surging hatred that was about to erupt from the pain. The anger dyed his pupils red, and his breathing became heavier.

[So next what I asked you to do, if you can successfully complete it, I will reward you in turn. Even if the stage is not completed at one time, you can receive the reward in stages, don't worry about me? Lie to you, what do you think of this transaction? 】

"I? Yesterday, I followed your instructions and went to see where their rooms are."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Cheng spoke in a hoarse voice.

[Nice job, next is the reward you deserve. 】

A faded photo suddenly appeared in front of him. Although it was just an illusion, it still surprised Zhang Cheng. The illusion quickly flashed by in front of him, but Zhang Cheng had a look of surprise and joy on his face that couldn't be concealed.

"How did you get this thing?"

[You don't need to know this. 】

[However, please remember what the first gentleman did. After you have completed a certain amount of tasks in the later stage, my power can be lent to you, but if you are like that gentleman If he uses it too much, he will suffer backlash, so that after he is attacked, he can't fight back, so he can only let himself die. 】

Thinking of this, "G" hated Murong Feng so much.

He was summoned by that rice bucket. I originally thought that the other party could have any shocking ability to combine with him, but I didn't expect that the biggest thing Murong Feng did was to use his ability to unspoken rules for those people. Boring.

It seems that there is no way? He has interfered too much in his life, and can only occasionally remind Murong Feng not to play too much. But the man obviously didn't take him to heart, he just regarded himself as an object that could assist him in his reckless actions.

In the end, Murong Feng used too much power, so he also needed to recuperate. He Lingxing and Shu Minglan directly took this opportunity to attack Huang Long and released all the evidence of Murong Feng's evildoing, and even uprooted him. Some stakes in this world.

Knowing this, it would rather continue to fall asleep than cooperate with trash like Murong Feng, but this little guy in front of him seems to be much more controlled, and his mind and purpose are pure and clear.

【Zhang Cheng, what I want you to do next is... 】

On the afternoon of the second day after arriving here, the designers who had made an appointment before basically sent the clothes over, and first let people try whether they fit in or not.

These clothes are basically made to measure according to the artist's size, so basically there is no mistake in size, but it depends on whether it is in line with my temperament.

When the star-like dress was handed over to Shu Minglan's assistant, Shu Minglan also took a fancy to it just like the original plot.

It was a set of two pieces of clothes. The inside was a combination of champagne and silver-gray. The minimalist suspender style outlined a perfect figure, and at the same time made the whole person more slender and straight.

The outer covering is a shawl, with rice beads tassels hanging down on the shoulders. The overall ink-like tone is combined with the modern design. Those who need to wear the ? Can't be too big? The flesh on the body must be firm and not too thin.

The most important thing is that there is also a landscape drawing outlined by needle and thread on the back, which looks as if the printing is copied on it, but it is genuine Suzhou embroidery.

Few women may not be tempted by such a skirt after seeing it, and Shu Minglan is of course no exception. The moment she saw it, joy almost overflowed from her eyes.

If he didn't know the plot ahead of time? He Lingxing might also have the most eye on this dress.

After all, this piece is the best among these pieces in terms of material, ingeniousness of design, and figure. Especially Shu Minglan's appearance tends to be gentle, and this style of clothes is very suitable for her.

He Lingxing calmly raised his eyes and glanced at the designers, making sure that none of them looked like they had anything on their minds, and they were all waiting intently? She commented.

"Let's put it here for now, I'll take a look, you guys go have a cup of tea."

He Lingxing was not so concerned about his clothes, and after a brief glance, he continued to look at the two-piece suspender suit. The assistant who was given a color immediately understood and took a few people to the pantry.

She immediately took out her mobile phone and took a picture of these clothes.

Regarding those bizarre things about himself? The Tianji Bureau has relevant regulations. He Lingxing has no plans to tell Shu Minglan for the time being, so he has to save the evidence first, and then make plans later.

While she calmly sent this to one of her assistants, she picked out another piece of clothing that also looked amazing.

This is a palace style that is biased towards the West, but Shu Minglan's facial features tend to be light, so the design that is too exaggerated has been weakened.

But this one is not what He Lingxing wanted most. She remembered that in the original plot, there would be a brilliant costume designer emerging three years later, although unfortunately he died in a car accident in a short period of time. , but all the clothes designed during his lifetime have a good reputation.

Before she came here, she made an appointment with the costume designer in advance, but because the construction period was a bit rushed, she had not done it yet. He Lingxing picked one random item and was about to let Shu Minglan try it, but 520's voice came suddenly from his mind.

[It is detected that the two heroines are participating in the fashion week, this is a perfect opportunity, and a new script task is distributed. Please perform the task carefully, and do not have any opportunistic phenomena during the task. 】

[The new task of Lily's script - "Want to be a minister under the skirt of a beautiful woman", He Lingxing asked Shu Minglan to put on a **** dress within half a day, and tore the black veil on it with her own hands cracked, and blindfolded the heroine's eyes with the torn black veil. (1/1)]

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