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Chapter 8 (3000 comments(2/2)

He was wearing white-washed clothes, handsome and gentle, and when he approached her, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to put his hands and feet.

Biluo disdains contact with mortals the most, even if this person saves her, it won’t work.

So she raised her hand and knocked over the medicine bowl, "No need to waste this skill, I won't drink medicine."

But she didn't know that the scholar's family was poor and asking a doctor to prescribe medicine had already spent most of his savings.

He also sprinkled all the medicine juice on the scholar's clothes with the remaining warmth.

The scholar lowered his head, his expression was cramped—

This is the best clothes he can take out.

If it is dirty, he can only wear patched clothes in front of the girl.

The scholar's face turned red, and he looked at Bi Luo and his lips moved.

After a while of silence, he squatted down gently and cleaned up the fragments of the medicine bowl on the floor.

"Are the girl worried about the bitterness of the medicine? Good medicine is bitter, I will go and take the medicine later, and then go to the market to buy you some sweet mouths. You are seriously injured now, and you will not be cured if you don't take medicine."

"Why save me?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you after my injury heals!"

The scholar's answer was simple, "The girl is so beautiful, she doesn't look like a bad person."

The blue and cold smiles.

Mortals are so vulgar, they only value a sacred body.

But in the following relationship, Biluo gradually discovered that this scholar was different from the mortals she had met before.

He is gentle and kind, and is as handsome as jade. His family is poor and looks useless, but he can carve beautiful wooden hairpins and wooden hangers to give to Biluo...

He was not flattering, did not deliberately show his kindness, and was afraid that she would be bored and would tell her stories...

——He was full of himself.

"Crack, very good, this scene has passed." Director Zhang's voice came.

Ning Meng was wearing a coarse cloth clothes and half lying on the bed. Hearing Director Zhang's voice, she wanted to get off the bed.

"I'll help you." The actor who plays the scholar said warmly.

Ning Meng glanced at him and saw that his earlobes were slightly red, a little shy and cramped, so she politely declined, "No need."

She finished filming her scene today, and Ning Meng went to the backstage to change clothes and remove makeup.

When she walked back to the crew, Director Zhang waved to her, "I'm planning to send someone to call you."

"What's wrong with Director Zhang?"

Ning Meng walked over with a smile.

I probably guessed what Director Zhang was going to ask.

Director Zhang asked: "How did you handle that matter in Tong Han?"

His voice was very gentle, after all, Ning Meng's performance has been outstanding in the past few days.

She is particularly worried when it comes to acting.

...Apart from the fact that Tong Han and Tong is a bit bad.

Ning Meng smiled and said, "I'm doing my business, Director Zhang, don't worry."

*

"Bang." The phone flew out of Tong Han's eyes and hit the wall directly. After rebounding, it fell on the floor, and the screen with the film stuck to the membrane broke into pieces.

"Bitch!"

Tong Han shouted in a sharp voice.

His expression was a bit ferocious.

The assistant heard the movement and trotted into the bedroom.

Seeing the expression on Tong Han's face clearly, the assistant couldn't help swallowing.

"Tong, Sister Tong Han..."

Tong Han turned his head and glared at her fiercely, "Shut up."

"Damn it, call Sister Xiao and tell her that Zhao Qingyun didn't help me get Rou Shang's advertising contract. Do you see if there is any way she can do it?"

"Ah? Oh oh oh okay." The assistant was stunned.

Didn’t Rou Shang, a domestic cosmetics advertising contract, compensate Tong Han for the wronged that day?

Why are you changing your mind now?

But Rou Shang is one of the best cosmetic brands in China.

Without the help of the backend, its advertising endorsement is not something that Tong Han can get, a third-tier actress.
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