Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

The sun came in from the window and hit the bed. The girl next to the bed heard the door opening, so she turned her head naturally.

She was still a little bit unconvinced on her face, and the tears from the corners of her eyes had not yet been wiped away.

It was a bit different from the arrogant and arrogant appearance in the past.

Only after she came back to her senses, she regained the expressionless look she had used to, as if nothing had happened, and went to the bathroom without saying a word.

Several photographers whispered and communicated with each other.

"I didn't expect Zhao Lingling to be like this in private!"

"When she was crying, she was really a fairy crying, this face is really punchy."

"I have a hunch that this issue will explode!"

Su Xiaowei looked at the photography teacher who was excitedly communicating in front of her, and the smile on her face could no longer be maintained.

She managed to squeeze a smile, but there was a clear anger in her eyes.

"Teachers, let's continue shooting."

The reason why a few photographers were invited to the dormitory was named "photographing the mental journey of popular players."

Su Xiaowei was prepared for this.

She first took out a well-wrapped photo album from her suitcase and opened the photo album, which contained photos of her since childhood.

Su Xiaowei will tell you what he has prepared for his resignation. When he was a child, his family was poor, his academic performance was good, he was sensible, and he was very filial when he grew up...

After she started talking, she found that several photographers were a little absent-minded.

Su Xiaowei's "knowledgeable, mature and sensible" smile disappeared little by little, saying that in the end he didn't know what he was talking about.

At this moment, the bathroom door opened.

Several photographers immediately focused their lenses on the person who had just come out of the bathroom.

Ye Chuijin still had a blank expression on her face, a look of contempt for everything, and she was madly blowing herself to the system.

She didn't speak, and several photographers couldn't help asking: "Xiaowei was telling our story just now. We don't seem to have heard of Lingling's past."

After the photographer finished asking, he saw that the woman in front of him was still expressionless: "There is no past."

What happened? I want to tell them the story about how she beat half of the desert sand in the desert three thousand years ago with one to five, and now it has become a bare saline soil with no grass. Let’s think about it with them. She will go through the story of the people on earth in the future?

Being irritable to immortals, seeing gods killing gods, seeing Buddhas killing Buddhas, is just a gangster.

The photographers didn't care at all to see her being so cruel and ruthless, and they still pointed the camera at her.

"At the beginning, everyone filled out their own ambitions. We saw that Lingling's ambition was to make money. Can Lingling talk about making money?"

"Not why, make money to buy things."

When it comes to this, she is very positive.

After all, the mansion has become a tourist attraction, and she wants to earn more money to buy her Youxianshan back!

The place where she was meditating was littered with stones. Wouldn't it be ashamed to throw it out? Ah? Don't be ashamed!

The ambitious and grumpy Shangxian thought so.

Several photographers: "..."

Can! upright! This is Zhao Lingling.

The photographer's interview was over. Su Xiaowei personally sent them away. When she turned her head, the smile on Su Xiaowei's face disappeared.

"Don't be proud of you!" Su Xiao gritted his teeth and said to her: "I've seen many people who only have one face like you, and there is no one who can go for a long time!"

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