The host is stunned by his own beauty again

Chapter 70 Blackened actor, you are sick (11)

Su Qingqing frowned, thought seriously, and asked, "Then do I rely on my acting skills or my appearance?"

"Naturally, it depends on acting skills. The actor and actress awards are all based on acting skills. You are not good-looking but you have good acting skills. You still have a chance to win the award. The point is that you are good-looking, and the chances are even greater. gone."

Su Qingqing thought for a while, and finally made up her mind.

"do not want!"

Wang Ping was half dead with anger: "Why?"

Everyone didn't understand, for so long in the entertainment industry, this was the first time I saw someone insisting that he wanted to be a vase and didn't want to rely on acting skills for a living.

All of a sudden, they all looked at her.

Wondering, why exactly is this.

Su Qingqing brushed her hair, and leaned back: "I am so good-looking, but I still rely on my acting skills. Doesn't this mean that I have grown this face for nothing, and I have lost my face for nothing?"

Everyone was startled.

When Wang Ping heard this, she narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

Su Qingqing lifted her beautiful chin slightly.

She is right, she is not afraid.

The reason is very straightforward and strong.

"This... so it's decided?" Someone said.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit weird, and quietly exited.

Once she left, Wang Ping could no longer maintain her demeanor.

"I don't care. I'm your manager. I know what's best for you. You must listen to me."

Su Qingqing did not admit defeat in the matter of relying on her face but relying on her acting skills.

"Sister Ping, when you signed me, you told me that my face was born to be in the entertainment industry."

"I……"

Wang Ping walked around a few times angrily.

Also gradually calmed down.

When did you find out that your artist cared so much about her face?
But that's fine.

If it was before, she would just keep her head down and keep silent.

"Okay, then let's rely on our face to eat, and be a vase!"

Wang Ping said with a firm heart.

Su Qingqing nodded in satisfaction, opened the door and left.

Xiaolan trots over in confusion.

"Sister Ping, how could you agree to let..."

This is not Sister Ping's style at all.

Wang Ping looked at the direction where Su Qingqing was leaving: "It's okay, when the time comes, pack her up and put her in the crew. If she doesn't perform well, someone will take care of her."

Sister Ping evoked a heinous smile.

—

on the sofa.

The man's bony left hand held the mobile phone, and there was a little orange fire in his left hand. The man stretched out his long hand and flicked the cigarette ash deftly.

On the phone page is still the scarf that I reposted - um, pretty?
After thinking about it, Li Bai still didn't press the delete button.

A mocking sneer spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The mobile phone was thrown on the table casually, and after a distance, it stopped.

The only cell phone light in the room also went out after five seconds.

The room was plunged into complete darkness.

—

Su Qingqing spent the past half month at ease.

Wang Ping called and ended her happy life.

Star Entertainment Company.

Su Qingqing was very cooperative.

"Sister Ping, what do you want from me?"

Wang Ping raised her head from a pile of documents and glanced at Su Qingqing: "Of course there is something wrong. Can I find you if I'm fine?"

"No."

Su Qingqing has no heart and no lungs, and she is not tired of living.

Wang Ping gritted her teeth angrily, stood up and walked in front of her: "The organizer of this year's Scarf Star Night sent you an invitation letter, and you will ask Xiao Lanling to prepare for you later, don't run around."

　All these activities and so on are all caused by the author's personal chaos. Everyone reads the novel, and it's over if they are happy.

　　Ps: ticket ying ying ying ying ying
　　
　
(End of this chapter)