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"Look at me?" Lu Wanwan touched his face: "Is there money on my face?"

Han Jingmo: "..."

Lu Wanwan's face changed: "Or is my eyes swollen again?"

Han Jingmo: "..."

Lu Wanwan blinked hard, with thick eyelashes and big eyes blinking: "Can you still see the swelling now?"

Han Jingmo smiled: "Much better."

"That's good." Lu Wanwan was relieved.

However, the next second, Han Jingmo said again: "Just now it was swollen like Mount Everest, and now it's swollen like the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau."

...

Fuck!

Lu Wanwan wailed and covered her face with her hands: "I'm going to touch up my makeup first, you sit here for a while, I have something to tell you!"

After finishing her makeup, Lu Wanwan walked back confidently. Han Jingmo was sitting and reading the script. Song Chi stood next to him, staring at his phone, his mouth opening and closing, as if he was reading the words on the screen.

When Lu Wanwan approached, Song Chi had already finished reading, put away his phone, smiled at her, and walked away.

"Where is she going?" Lu Wanwan asked.

"Nothing." Han Jingmo didn't even raise his head and asked, "Do you have something to say to me?"

"I just saw two good articles on WeChat, sharing them with you."

Han Jingmo paused while flipping through the script, then turned the page as if nothing had happened, picked up his phone, opened WeChat, and had several unread messages, two of which were from Lu Wanwan.

Clicking on them, they were two public account articles shared.

[Buddha once said that people with poisonous mouths must be very bitter in their hearts.]

[He was originally a famous minister, but because he couldn't speak well, he ended up in such a tragic end... Trump would be silent after reading it, and Putin would want to cry after reading it! 】

Han Jingmo: "..."

Turning her head to look at Lu Wanwan, she smiled with bright eyes: "The article is well written, I suggest you take a look."

Han Jingmo withdrew her gaze lightly, her slender fingers tapping on the screen, and it was unknown what she was writing.

Lu Wanwan sat back in her seat, clicked on the chat page with Ye Jingming, went over the words of rejection in her mind, added some modified words, and finally expressed her sincere birthday wishes to him. After

reading it carefully twice, she was deeply impressed by her own literary talent.

The message was sent to Ye Jingming, and he soon received his reply, saying that he was very sorry and strongly hoped that they would have the opportunity to get together in the future.

Lu Wanwan was thinking about how to reply, but at this time he received a message from Han Jingmo. He was surprised. They were sitting next to each other, so why were they still talking on WeChat?

When he clicked on it, he found that it was also a public account article.

[Mr. Lu Xun once said that people with low IQ must be very happy in their hearts.]

[Because of her low IQ, she played a good hand badly and spent the rest of her life in such a miserable way... Men will be silent after reading it, and women will want to cry after reading it!]

Lu Wanwan: "..."

This suffocating counterattack makes people want to greet his grandfather urgently.

Han Jingmo said faintly: "The article is well written. I suggest you take a look."

... Does

this sound familiar?

Oh, she just said it.

Lu Wanwan forced out an awkward but polite smile: "Let's read it together."

Han Jingmo didn't comment, just said: "No need to reply to him."

"Who?" Lu Wanwan was stunned for a moment before she realized that he was talking about Ye Jingming, and her eyes widened: "You peeked at my text messages?"

Han Jingmo glanced at her with indifferent eyes: "You read it out loud."

...

This is very embarrassing.

Lu Wanwan smiled awkwardly: "I have this habit sometimes, I misunderstood you."

"Have you read the fan fiction I sent to you?" Han Jingmo asked casually.

Lu Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and her smile was embarrassed: "Have you read it?"

"No, Gu Qiaobei sent it to me and said it was a pornographic novel."

...

Lu Wanwan fell silent.

The air was mysteriously quiet.

After a while, she blinked her watery eyes and asked, "So, Qiao Qiao read this article?"

Han Jingmo glanced at her and said, "Surprised?"

"More than surprised, I'm shocked!" Lu Wanwan almost wanted to cry, "Do you understand how shameful and angry you feel when your idol sees this kind of thing about you?"

Han Jingmo sneered, "I don't understand."

Lu Wanwan said coldly, "Still laughing? If you were me, would you still laugh?"

Han Jingmo frowned, "Do you care so much about his opinion?"

"If you have someone you like, you will care too."

"Really?" Han Jingmo looked her up and down, trying to understand what she meant, and suddenly came to his senses: "People you like? You and him?"

Lu Wanwan said proudly: "He is my favorite idol."

Han Jingmo sneered, with undisguised mockery in his eyes.

Lu Wanwan understood his look and immediately exploded: "What do you mean by that? Do you want me to go to the hospital and see an ophthalmologist? You dare to mock me? Are you mocking me or my idol?"

"I was only mocking you at first, but now I'm mocking your idol as well."

...

Lu Wanwan almost wanted to hit him. She stood up in front of him, looking down on him with great dominance: "Classmate Han Jingmo, I must teach you a lesson today. Respecting each other's idols is the most basic social etiquette. You can say that I'm not good, but you can't say that my idol is not good. Do you understand?"

Han Jingmo raised his eyes, looked at her lazily, and said lazily: "From this angle, you really..."

"What do you think?" Lu Wanwan deliberately retracted her chin, trying to make her face look smaller.

Seeing this, Han Jingmo raised the corner of his mouth with a very slight arc: "It's not ugly."

"Of course, this is a look that can stand the test of time." Lu Wanwan was complacent, but then she remembered the purpose of standing up. Her face turned serious and she said in a serious tone: "Do you remember what I just said? You are not allowed to mock my idol."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a commotion not far away. She turned around and saw that it was Li Weiqian and her agent talking to Zheng Tailin.

From the looks of it, the conversation was not pleasant. Zheng Tailin looked extremely impatient, but no one dared to watch.

Lu Wanwan was far away and could not hear the details. She could only hear a few words.

"What happened?" Lu Wanwan tilted her ear and listened hard.

"Read your script, don't worry about it." Han Jingmo took her hand and asked her to sit down.

But the gossip soul in Lu Wanwan's body has been activated, and she is extremely curious.

Fortunately, Song Chi came back and sent her first-hand information.

It turned out that Li Weiqian's agent got her another play, and wanted her to quit two plays at the same time.

But Zheng Tailin disagreed. If Li Weiqian quit the play, it would be too late and she would definitely abuse the substitute, which would greatly reduce the quality of the play.

The agent relied on the financial sponsor behind Li Weiqian and Zheng Tailin to sneer a few times, but Zheng Tailin refused to listen and said firmly that if the play was quit, the female lead would be replaced immediately.

Song Chi finished speaking these without taking a breath, and his eyes turned, and he saw Han Jingmo holding Lu Wanwan's hand. He was shocked and looked at Han Jingmo in astonishment.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows, forgetting to let go.

Lu Wanwan was too absorbed in gossip to notice this, and had no idea that Han Jingmo had held her hand and then let go.

When it was almost time to finish work, Han Jingmo had just finished filming, and before he could even reach the rest area, he was stopped by Li Weiqian on the way.

[Author's side note]: Tomorrow is not very busy, I think I can update more!