That day, Feng Jing's phone was charging, so she ran to Wei Mian to watch a short video, and then their heads were put together in front of the table.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a short video promotion for a new movie.

"Oh my, it's Yu Can!! She's so pretty!"

As soon as she saw the heroine's face, Feng Jing became excited. It turned out to be a new and rising star that she had been following recently.

Wei Mian didn't recognize him, "Who is Yu Can?"

"My goddess!"

Feng Jing clicked on the introduction, which was probably about a story of reconciliation.

The male and female protagonists are middle school classmates. They liked each other in high school and got together after graduation. In between, some family matters of the male and female protagonists led to misunderstandings and separation, and the female protagonist went abroad.

Many years later, the two met again, and then they kept meeting each other in this way or that way. Later, the misunderstandings were slowly resolved and the two were together again.

"This joke is a bit old!"

Feng Jing clicked on the comments and found that many netizens had the same idea as hers, complaining that the joke was too old-fashioned.

But after all, she was a young actress that she liked very much recently, so she followed the topic below and clicked on a few short videos about this movie, trying to piece together the plot.

Wei Mian watched a few of them and found that the heroine was indeed good-looking. The director also knew what the audience wanted to see, so he gave close-ups in several shots.

This allowed Wei Mian to see the situation on the man's face more clearly, but also made her completely lose interest in watching.

"Uh, I think it would be better for you to pursue someone else, like that female supporting role. I think she's pretty good."

Wei Mian suggested.

"No, Han Lulu is not as pretty as Yu Can!"

Wei Mian rolled his eyes and said, "I'm afraid your goddess will fall from grace soon."

"No way, my goddess said that if she had a boyfriend, she would announce it to her fans immediately—"

Having said that, Feng Jing paused, thinking of some of Wei Mian's skills, and turned to stare at her.

Wei Mian met her gaze and nodded.

! !

Feng Jing was shocked, "Yes! Who!"

Since Wei Mian said that he wanted to collapse the relationship, it was definitely not a normal relationship. After all, the entertainment industry is still very tolerant of celebrities falling in love and getting married.

Even a few years ago, when a popular young actor announced his marriage at the height of his popularity, the comment with the most likes was "Congratulations, brother". There were definitely some people who were crazy enough to not allow their idols to get married, but they were much fewer.

But Wei Mian was talking about the collapse of the house, the collapse of the house!

In Feng Jing's mind, people like Mou Fan who went in and operated the sewing machine were the ones whose house collapsed!

"I don't know who it is. He has a family. You, the goddess, know three things."

Feng Jing burst into tears when she heard Zhi San Dang San, "No way! I finally became a fan of a female celebrity, why is she like this!"

Wei Mian clicked her tongue twice and went back to her seat to read. In the afternoon she would have the class on Marxism-Leninism, which she hated the most. In order to avoid falling asleep in class, she decided to take a nap in advance!

But Feng Jing didn't intend to let Wei Mian sleep. She was sad enough and ran to Wei Mian and muttered to herself.

"I still don't quite believe it. How about you calculate it in detail?"

Wei Mian shook his head.

"Come on, come on? I'll treat you to a chicken skeleton from the place near the school gate. What do you think?"

Wei Mian paused in shaking his head, wavering shamefully.

A new chicken skeleton shop has opened at the school gate. It’s different from the fried ones in the past and it’s so delicious!

Of course, there are many people who share the same views as Wei Mian, so the chicken skeleton shop at the school gate is always full, and the line is five or six meters long.

Wei Mian was too lazy to waste time queuing, so he kept eyeing them with envy.

Feng Jing had a firm grasp on Wei Mian's point, and she had no choice but to give in.

"I want two!"

"make a deal!"

Wei Mian got up from the bed and sat down at the table. "Tell me, what do you want to know?"

Feng Jing quickly moved a stool over, with a flattering look on her face, "When did she start dating that guy? Was she forced by him? Or was it true love? Does his wife know about it—"

"stop!"

Wei Mian interrupted her with a look of disgust, "Do you know her birth date?"

Feng Jing froze for a moment and said weakly, "Should I check?"

"What's posted online can't be true. Her birth date and horoscope must be kept secret. Otherwise, if she meets an expert, they can calculate her entire life in a matter of minutes. If she's exploited by a competitor, she won't have any secrets left."

Wei Mian asked Feng Jing to find some photos of her without makeup on the Internet.

"She moved her face."

"No, that's impossible!"

Feng Jing was surprised. You know, Yu Can has always maintained a natural beauty image online. How could she have had plastic surgery?

Even when some netizens noticed that she looked different from her previous photos, Yu Can's team kept making excuses by saying it was just a difference in makeup and styling.

As we all know, makeup and styling can have a huge impact on a person. After all, makeup has become one of the four major magics in Asia.

Soon, Feng Jing found several photos of Yu Can before her debut on the Internet, most of which were from her high school and college days.

In the photo taken in high school, her Matar hair covered half of her face, and she had heavy smoky makeup on, looking like a bad girl. It was not at all like Yu Can.

This photo was also found in a post that slandered her, but Yu Can's team denied that the photo was of her.

"It's not certain if this photo is her. The netizen who posted it said it was her, but Yu Can's team said it wasn't her."

Feng Jing opened the photo and showed it to Wei Mian.

Wei Mian just glanced at her and said, "It's her."

Feng Jing: “!!”

Is it that awesome?

Wei Mian's eyes swept across several photos taken before his debut, among which there was a very clear frontal photo.

Wei Mian sneered at the photo. There were vertical lines under his eyes, some blue and black, bloodshot eyes, and white of the eyeballs could be seen around them. He looked like an evil person.

Wei Mian could tell from her current face, and he wanted to see the previous photos just to confirm.

She had heard Feng Jing say before that this circle was indeed like this. As long as they didn't show it in front of others, all kinds of things would be said in private.

"It won't be long before you, a goddess, are going to be sewing on a sewing machine, so unfollowing me now is like cutting your losses in time."

"Step on a sewing machine?!"

Feng Jing's already round eyes widened even wider, full of astonishment.

Feng Jing was about to ask more questions when Hu Yanyan and Chen Yuan came back together. Wei Mian said "at most a year" and went back to bed.

Leaving Feng Jing alone in the mess, what does "one year at most" mean? Does it mean that she will have to go in jail for a maximum of one year or spend one year in prison?

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After hearing the flight attendant's reminder, Wang Junbo stood up and took down his luggage, and then helped the aunt next to him to take it down, and then got off the plane with everyone else.

In addition to this backpack, he also checked in a suitcase, so he went to the side with the others to wait for the luggage to come out.

Wang Junbo turned on his mobile phone as soon as he got off the plane. He found his mother's number while walking and called her.

"beep--"

Before the call was connected, Wang Junbo bumped into a man in a black robe, knocking him off balance.