Cultivating In The Entertainment Industry

"Lin Zijian, why, why can't I meet you earlier? Why should I go through so many things, love hard, and then get hurt so badly?"

Lin Zijian's heart became more and more distressed.

He held Jiang Yuan and said softly, "Xiaoyuan, you are drunk."

"Oh, I'm drunk, otherwise, you wouldn't hold me, would you?"

"Xiaoyuan..."

Jiang Yuan held Lin Zijian's face with both hands, letting his eyes fall straight into her own.

She was a bit drunk and said seriously, "Lin Zijian! As long as you say a word and stay, I will definitely stay! Just one sentence!"

Lin Zijian frowned and sighed lightly.

"Xiaoyuan, I don’t deserve you. I was married, you see, during the day, my son came to make trouble. Also, I’m just a poor painter. Don’t think the Lin family is good, but that’s all My disciple Kang's. I only have my daily salary as a teacher, and the paintings I sell occasionally. I..."

Jiang Yuan didn't want to listen to him anymore, so she kissed his mouth directly...

After knowing what was happening in that room, Lin Rui was taken aback, and then quickly withdrew his consciousness.

She let go of her spiritual consciousness and enveloped the entire Lin family, originally intending to protect her family.

But after seeing that picture, she suddenly felt a little frustrated, and immediately cut off her spiritual consciousness.

Qibao teased with a smile on his face, "Yoyo, Master, why is your face red."

"No, you are dazzled!"

"To be honest, Master, you should have seen others double repair, right? It's not such a big reaction, right?"

Lin Rui twitched his eyebrows.

But there was silence.

As Qibao was talking, he suddenly felt something wrong, and then he saw Lin Rui's expression on his face become more weird, and finally said in surprise, "Fuck! Master, you really haven't seen Shuangxiu! Oh my god, you need to know you They are all a thousand or a hundred years old, not really a high school student of seventeen or eighteen."

"Shut up!" Lin Rui was furious, "I'm only a few hundred years old, and the thousand years in a coma are not counted!"

But people who are hundreds of years old, even if they have never eaten pork, should have seen a pig run away...

The last sentence was slandered by Qibao's belly, and he dared not say it.

Well, after all, his master's fingertips are already jumping with electric sparks.

Lin Rui didn't hack him at all.

Because Qibao's desire for survival was particularly strong, he turned off the topic and asked Lin Rui to send red envelopes to the WeChat group.

He said, "Master, Ouyang Qian and the others have always been responsible for their work. You, the boss of the New Year, shouldn't give people a red envelope.

Lin Rui thought about it, that's right.

So she turned around, and in her team, she sent out red envelopes of 100,000 yuan.

Ouyang Qian: Kneel down and thank the boss!

Zheng Yi: Kneel down and thank the boss!

Fu Yunzhi: Kneel and thank the boss!

Grid: Kneel and thank the boss!

Brother Luo: Hey, I was in there too, hahahaha, I grabbed the most! Thank you, Xiao Rui~

Lin Rui: Oh, forget that you are also in the group.

Brother Luo:...

Luo Huacheng turned around and complained to Yunze crying.

After Yunze heard it, he directly transferred 200,000 yuan to Lin Rui with his mobile phone.

Lin Rui:?

Yunze: ^_^ I'm worried that you don't have enough red envelopes.

Lin Rui: Oh.

Lin Rui thought, Ah Xing is caring. Although she has made some money now, she loses quickly because she always goes to antique shops.

She didn't feel what was wrong with spending Yunze's money like this.

Lin Rui also sent a red envelope to my brothers and sisters.

Of course, not this cruel. A total of only 10,000 yuan red envelopes were issued.