After being eavesdropped on by the entire entertainment industry, I became famous

Chapter 17 He is arrogant, you are really bad!

Peng Bailan asked herself.

Is it because Wen Jiu is no longer willing to help him like before?
  She thought as she walked away.

There was a small hole in front of her, but she didn't see it. She staggered and fell to the ground, and the sweet potatoes in the basket fell to the ground.

"Xiaojiu...help me, I can't leave."

Wen Jiu turned around and Peng Bailan fell to the ground.

Peng Bailan said: "I really sprained my foot and it hurts a lot."

Wen Jiu walked over and looked down at her ankle. This time her ankle was swollen.

[Oh, it turns out it’s really twisted. Want me to help you? ]
  Peng Bailan looked at Wen Jiu expectantly, wanting to hear her say, "Okay."

But: [It’s impossible to help you. ]
  Wen Jiu turned around and left.

Peng Bailan wanted to get up, but the pain in her ankle was unbearable. She looked at Wen Jiu's leaving figure and anxiously grabbed a handful of grass and threw it out.

"Wen Jiu!"

no respond.

"Wen Jiu!"

Still no response.

"Why are you helping him but not me!" Peng Bailan shouted in an imageless manner, her expression seemed to have collapsed.

The rain was so heavy that the water vapor rising all around formed a white mist.

Wen Jiu turned around and stood looking at her, his eyes still without any emotion.

Peng Bailan supported the ground with one hand. Her originally delicate curly hair was now wet and falling on her chest. Her expression was hysterical and extremely embarrassed.

Her embarrassment and Wen Jiu's indifference are two extremes.

She touched the water on her face and complained loudly: "In the winter two years ago, you and your parents didn't get along. You lived with me and you had stomachache in the middle of the night. I sent you to the hospital! I took care of you. I've been with you all night and you've forgotten? Why are you helping Jiang Lan now but not me!"

After hearing this.

Wen Jiu put down her backpack, then approached Peng Bailan and looked at her condescendingly, water droplets sliding down the bridge of her nose.

"Jiang Lan, he is just arrogant, you are really bad."

There was no warmth in her voice either.

Wen Jiu knelt down, held Peng Bailan's chin with one hand, put it close to her ear, and whispered: "If I didn't miss my old feelings, I would have exposed everything you have done. Also, what did I do to you before? , you should know it well. Wen Jiu doesn’t owe you anything.”

The rain was so loud that netizens could only see Wen Jiu's mouth opening and closing, and then Peng Bailan's face turned ashen.

After saying that, Wen Jiu stood up and carried the basket on his back again, leaving behind the injured Peng Bailan.

Netizens watched as Peng Bailan kept trying to get up, and finally walked slowly towards the yard with a basket on her back.

Barrage:

[Wen Jiu said that Peng Bailan is really bad. What does this mean? 】

[One thing to say is that Jiang Lanzui is quite indebted. After two years of debut, he has offended many people in the industry. 】

[Is no one curious about what Wen Jiu said to Peng Bailan? 】

[Going crazy, my brain is about to explode. Why does Wen Jiu always leave riddles for people? Is she the Riddler? 】

[How can a person who can be recognized as a bad person by Wen Jiu be so kind? 】

When Wen Jiu returned to the yard, everyone had already returned. Seeing that Wen Jiu was soaked all over, Meng Guangyi asked: "Wen Jiu, where is Xiaolan? Isn't she with you?"

Wen Jiu put down the backpack and said, "Back there."

Meng Guangyi rushed out in a hurry, and then carried Peng Bailan back.

Meng Guangyi said to everyone: "Xiaolan sprained her foot. Is there any medicine?"

Feng Jinfang handed over a bottle of safflower oil and said, "The director gave it to me."

Meng Guangyi took it and rubbed Peng Bailan's legs.

Guo Qing said: "Wen Jiu, Xiao Peng is injured, why don't you care about her? Fortunately, you were still best friends before."

He was not seeking justice for Peng Bailan, but wanted to add fuel to the fire and let netizens scold Wen Jiu.

Feng Jinfang also said: "Wen Jiu, what you are doing is too much. The most important quality in life is kindness!"

Wen Jiu said, "You don't know me," she paused: "After understanding me, I will find that I am really not kind."

Her words silenced everyone.

Speechless.

But she didn't care and looked for a charger to charge her phone.

Barrage:

[To be honest, her mental state is so stable, I envy her. 】

[+1, there is a kind of stability that does not care about the life and death of everyone. 】

[How can I live like her who doesn’t care about worldly views? 】

[One thing to say, at least she is honest. 】

While charging her mobile phone, Wen Jiu looked at the fruits of everyone's work and said, "Our group won, and the ingredients for the evening belong to Peng Bailan."

Peng Bailan: "..."

She really knew how to tie Q, and this fat man really spared no effort to feed her!

In order to avoid the rain, no one else carried sweet potatoes back. Only Wen Jiu and Peng Bailan carried sweet potatoes back. Judging from the rain, it probably won't stop. This task will be put on hold. Wen Jiu and the others will win as a team.

Wen Jiu opened WeChat and found that none of the messages she sent about borrowing money had been answered.

Wen opened a dialog box at nine o'clock and sent a tentative "hello", and a red exclamation point appeared.

[Damn, if you don’t want to borrow money, you won’t lend money. Why are you deleting people? ]
  Everyone:?
  Borrow money?

Wen Jiu sent messages to others, and as expected, these people deleted her.

[Are all people in the entertainment industry so poor? We don’t even have 300,000 yuan. The economy is declining too fast! ]
  Everyone:...

Is it possible that no one is willing to lend it to you?
  Peng Bailan suddenly asked: "Wen Jiu, why did you borrow the money?"

Wen Jiu looked at her doubtfully.

Peng Bailan shook her phone and said, "You sent me a message." Meng Guangyi glanced at WeChat and said, "You also sent me a message."

Wen Jiu frowned and looked at his phone, then clicked, and finally looked up and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, it was a group message. I didn't delete your WeChat messages before, but they have been deleted now."

Meng Guangyi, Peng Bailan: "..."

Barrage:

[The native language of these two is Wuyu. 】

[The main theme is frankness. 】

[Is this the legendary straight shot? 】

Meng Guangyi: "Why are you borrowing money?"

Peng Bailan: "Yes, Xiaojiu... If you have any difficulties, just tell us and we can lend you money."

Wen Jiu said: "No need."

"Don't feel embarrassed...we will definitely help you."

"Yes, we will help you."

Wen Jiu stared at the two people, and then said: "I borrow money to find a male model, will you help me?"

Peng Bailan and Meng Guangyi looked at each other.

Gu Feng's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he heard.

[You are stupid! Not to mention, with 300,000 yuan, you can find at least ten male models, right? Tall, short, fat or thin, well... I have quite a variety of aesthetics. ]
  Everyone became more and more silent.

Gu Feng said: "Wen Jiu, girls should stop making such jokes. It's not good for your image."

Guo Qing responded: "Her image is at rock bottom, it doesn't matter."

Wen Jiu: [Yeah, just like your 6 centimeters, how could it be shorter? Maybe it can still bear 6 centimeters? ]
  Guo Qing glared at her fiercely.

Others also heard it and invariably made small movements to hide their expressions of laughter.

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