Of course, as an excellent successor of socialism, Lu Wanwan must save water, so she lied to Lu Guanghan: The director asked me to shoot a movie, bye.

After that, she acted out her role, pretending to be crazy and busy, and no longer responded to Lu Guanghan's messages.

In the afternoon.

Lu Wanwan had just finished shooting a scene when her mobile phone received a push notification. It was Han Jingmo who posted on Weibo.

Lu Wanwan couldn't wait to click it and was shocked.

The content of Han Jingmo's Weibo post was actually related to her!

He posted the photo they took at noon, and wrote: Do you think you can avoid that meal by voting? She said she would treat me to a meal a month ago, but she never did. Please help me urge her.

Lu Wanwan was confused. Did she say she would treat him to a meal a month ago? How come I don't have any impression of him at all?

After being confused, she was filled with joy. The feeling of happiness of being named by her male god made her want to go to heaven.

Although this Weibo was posted just a few minutes ago, it has already received hundreds of thousands of likes and tens of thousands of reposts and comments -

HJM is my favorite: What the hell did I see! I finally posted on Weibo after half a month. To be honest, did you forget your Weibo password?

My avatar is my husband: What's rare is that I actually took a selfie this time! He is still so handsome that he can't even close his legs. I have fainted!

Han Han Yisheng Tui: Mom, this is the guy. I love him forever!

Wan Wan Xiang Rou Wan: Oh my god, a photo with us Wan Wan, the first public photo. I want the original photo without watermark!

Wanwanwanwan: Those haters who say Lu Wanwan is hyping up the popularity, please open your titanium alloy dog ​​eyes and look carefully. They are friends. How can voting for a friend be considered as hype?

You have a little green head: And she asked to invite her to dinner a month ago, which means she has known each other for at least a month. She also worked together in the last drama, so she must be more familiar with each other in private.

Mo Se Ru Hua: Don't forget the business, help urge her to eat, Lu Wanwan, Han Jingmo invited you to dinner. This topic should be posted quickly.

...

Lu Wanwan suddenly realized that Han Jingmo said not to spread the photos at noon because he wanted to post them on Weibo. He wanted to help her explain the voting incident in the morning, which directly showed that she was not hyping up or hyping up the popularity, because they are really friends.

How can the Korean beauty be so nice!

Lu Wanwan was so moved.

He flipped down a few pages and saw some special comments.

Cuttlefish Ball: Oh my god, the official is giving out sweets! These two are so good-looking! Wanwan smiled so happily that I wanted to laugh when I saw her. Although Hanhan didn’t smile, the affection in his eyes couldn’t lie. The feeling of CP was overwhelming. What’s the point of eating? Just pay with sex! The kind that pressed on the bed and did it hard!

Get up and do it: Why were you so rough upstairs? How can you do it only on the bed? The bathroom, the floor, the sofa are all fine.

Your moral integrity is gone: Oh my god, you are too dirty! I want to get off! I am still the purest. I only plan to write 100,000 words of erotic fiction...

Come on and have fun: Go and write it! Hungry and thirsty, knocking on the bowl to wait for food!

Lu Wanwan: "..."

With a calm cough, Lu Wanwan exited the comment area, clicked on the photo, zoomed in, and stared at Han Jingmo's eyes carefully for three minutes.

Affection? Is there? Why didn't she see it?

Putting away the phone, Lu Wanwan jumped in front of Han Jingmo, smiling: "Thank you."

Han Jingmo looked up at him, but before he opened his mouth, Song Chi said first: "You should respond too."

"Let me think about how to respond." Lu Wanwan frowned and thought hard.

Han Jingmo looked at Song Chi, and Song Chi was very discerning and silently stepped back.

Lu Wanwan thought for a while, opened Weibo again, and found that in just a short while, there were tens of thousands of message notifications in the notification column.

Some of them were from Han Jingmo's fans who tagged her and asked her to treat them to a meal. The

rest were all negative comments. After taking a quick look, I found that they were from fans of Han Jingmo and Li Weiqian. When they saw Han Jingmo post a photo of the two of them, they went crazy and joined forces with Li Weiqian's brainless fans to curse her.

It was even worse than the cursing at noon. All kinds of dirty words were hurled out. If there was a cursing competition, these people would definitely win first place.

Lu Wanwan was stunned: "This..."

"More people are cursing?" Han Jingmo seemed to have expected it.

"Well, it seems that you haven't achieved your goal of whitewashing me." Lu Wanwan sighed.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows: "Just let them curse you."

Lu Wanwan blinked, and blinked again. What the hell? Just now she was moved to praise him, but now it suddenly took a sharp turn...

After staring at him with resentment for a while, Lu Wanwan sighed resignedly: "As long as you like it."

Even if she was scolded by thousands of people, as long as she could make the beautiful Han smile, what would this scolding matter?

"As long as I like it?" Han Jingmo repeated, with a little doubt.

"Yes." Lu Wanwan lowered her head and forwarded his Weibo, with the words: Voluntarily punish three more times, the place is up to you.

Han Jingmo nodded: "Then let's go to dinner tonight." Lu

Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he tried hard not to let his joy be too obvious: "Where do you want to go?"

Han Jingmo gave the name of a restaurant.

Lu Wanwan nodded immediately: "I'll make an appointment."

She skipped away, her steps even more cheerful. Lu Wanwan thought, fortunately she is not an emperor, otherwise she must be a tyrant, handing over the country to Han Meiren, the kind of tyrant who pleases him.

After making an appointment at the restaurant, Lu Wanwan looked at her watch every ten seconds, lamenting how time passed so slowly.

Han Jingmo went to film, and Song Chi wandered around aimlessly. Seeing that Lu Wanwan looked absent-minded and couldn't even read the script, he guessed that she was influenced by the black fans, so he comforted her: "Although the online insults are more vicious and more unpleasant, but..."

She couldn't say the rest of the words. If Han Han hadn't posted that Weibo, the insults wouldn't have become as foul as they are now, with all the smoky air.

"Go on." Lu Wanwan was still thinking about dinner tonight. Seeing her stop, she urged her.

"Don't be too sad. Han Han might be in a bad mood, so..." Although Han Jingmo was the artist she was responsible for taking care of, Song Chi couldn't say such excuses.

"Bad mood?" Lu Wanwan grasped the key point: "What's going on?"

"I don't know. He smashed the computer last night." Song Chi shuddered in fear: "You know, Sister Lin Wei praised him for his good self-control, but I don't know why he even smashed the computer last night. You can see how angry he was."

Lu Wanwan frowned. She was still on "sick leave" yesterday and didn't come to the crew. I don't know what happened.

"Then I didn't notice it today. It feels quite normal." Lu Wanwan asked again.

"Maybe he adjusted himself. I don't know if he was holding it in his heart." Song Chi shook his head. At first, he seemed to be playing games, and then he suddenly got angry. Sigh.