In short, Shen Yun's pigtail was in the hands of others, and he was powerless to resist and could only defend himself.
If Zhao Lang only had pictures, she could distort the truth or refuse to admit it. But now that Photoshop is so advanced, it may not cause any waves.
There happened to be a video, so I'm afraid there must be a backup somewhere other than his phone.
Calling the police is of little use; they'll just arrest the person and lock him up for a while.
If you want to live a clean life in this world, you have to give money to others and let them take advantage of you.
There is no solution to this situation, and this danger is difficult to avoid.
Shen Yun's mind was blank for a long time before he got up from the bed and took a shower.
The original owner was such a scoundrel that he almost made her, who was usually cheerful, become autistic.
Shen Yun lay back on the bed, feeling a little tired. He left a night light on and squinted his eyes. He didn't know how much time had passed, and he seemed to be asleep but not asleep.
The dream was brief, neither real nor imaginary. She vaguely saw the original owner jump sadly and fall into the abyss.
His heart was twisted tightly together, and Shen Yun curled up in pain like a baby.
But in a moment, the unbearable feeling suddenly disappeared, and the person who was about to wake up with trembling eyelashes fell asleep again.
In summer, the sun rises especially early.
People who like morning jogging start exercising as early as when the sun is dim.
Enjoy a new day.
After Chen Yun had a good sleep, he didn't feel better, but worse.
Perhaps it was because of the continuous dreams, she had dreamed of the scene of the original owner jumping down more than once.
Chen Yun seriously considered whether he should burn some paper or ask a master to take a look.
If this continues, her yang energy will soon dissipate.
I took a bite of breakfast and couldn't swallow it because it was tasteless.
“Don’t you like it?” Mrs. Shen noticed that she only took a bite of steak and chewed it in her mouth for a long time.
Shen Yun forced himself to cheer up, "Maybe I ate too much last night and didn't digest it, so I don't feel hungry."
In order to prevent her parents from noticing her changes, she hurriedly drank a bowl of porridge and ran out using the excuse of being late for work.
Father Shen looked at him thoughtfully, recalling what happened last night and analyzing the situation with his wife, “Is it because I don’t agree with the boy from the Jiang family, and she is unhappy?”
It seems that she has a good impression of that boy.
But after what he said last night, she was relieved and didn't lose her temper. Was it different after one night?
Mrs. Shen shook her head. It didn't mean her daughter liked Jiang Huaian. Maybe there were other things that were not going well for her.
"I'll ask Awang to take care of you later and see if you're unhappy at work."
Speaking of work, Father Shen’s face darkened, “What’s so good about the entertainment industry? Everyone is running in one after another.”
Mrs. Shen ignored him and ate breakfast leisurely.
The morning rush hour is extremely congested, especially when you see a rear-end collision on the road.
Chen Yun arrived at the company on time.
According to what I said last time, the grand social match lasted for one day and two nights, and today the two parties have not yet finalized the format of the social match.
But Brother Zhao has already taken it to heart.
We hired a vocal teacher, an acting teacher, and a dance teacher.
It is a delusion to create an all-round artist in just a few days.
The pressure is on your head, and you have to train to the limit.
In the morning, Fu An saw Shen Yun and greeted him with a smile.
Qin Chuanmu's smile was very forced.
Chen Yun was canceled from his live broadcast work and had to undergo high-intensity daily training.
"What's wrong with you two? Each of you looks uglier than the other."
After not seeing each other for a day, the two handsome guys looked much more haggard.
Fu An had experience, which was fine, as he had dance, singing, and acting. For him, it was just a matter of expending some energy.
Qin Chuanmu is different. He only knows the basics and only sings in his own tune, which makes the vocal teacher so angry that his throat is almost hoarse.
torture.
A severe blow to the body, mind and spirit.
"Teacher Shen, it's great that you're here." Qin Chuanmu had asked Zhao Donglai privately, and Chen Yun was also a person who knew nothing and relied solely on his looks.
With her, it’s not shameful to be scolded together.
Before they could chat for a few minutes, Zhao Donglai walked in with a serious face.
The practice room temporarily vacated for the three of them is about to usher in a new round of devilish training.
"You three are the face of our company. You will soon be participating in an unprecedented friendly competition. I hope you will give it your all!"
"Competition first, friendship second!"
Zhao Donglai is not the kind of person who would run away. Since he has agreed to it, he will not be the kind of person who runs away at the critical moment.
I would rather die on the battlefield.
Shen Yun pursed his lips, looking as if he was about to smile.
It seems that Brother Zhao was very excited and even said something as impolite as "first place in the competition".
Zhao Donglai caught her expression and immediately called her out, "Chen Yun, especially you, stop laughing and talking nonsense all day long. I'm going to give you special training in the next few days."
"Got it! I will do my best to do better." Chen Yun stood up straight, feeling that he had to fight hard for Brother Zhao's face.
What if the blind cat happens to catch a dead mouse and catches a little rabbit, and they win?
Zhao Donglai was very satisfied with her attitude. Apart from anything else, she never failed to perform well in critical situations.
Not long after, Shen Yun finally understood why their expressions were so grim.
The first class in the morning is performance class.
Give each person a piece of paper and ask the three to perform according to the script.
After the three people finished their performance, the teacher analyzed each person's emotional skills, role analysis, and basic lines one by one.
The three of them stood in a row like elementary school students.
He chattered all morning, and when it came time to act, he started cursing like a dog.
During the lunch break, Chen Yun lay on the table and complained to Brother Zhao with a pale face, "I think there are no students who cannot be taught, only teachers who cannot teach."
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