"Huh?" Jiang qingyin's eyelashes moved.
The staff then showed Jiang qingfei the high profile video of Luo Qiao that had been edited by netizens.
Noticing Jiang qingyin's expression, she said in a nervous voice, " "The number of viewers here was very good at the beginning! No one was willing to go to Luo Qiao's place, but later on, the creative ideas at Luo Qiao's place seemed to have become more interesting, especially after the interaction between Luo Zelan and Ming Siran appeared in the later stages. The number of viewers at her place suddenly increased dramatically, so we'll go to Luo Qiao's place."
The staff member licked his lips and did not continue.
Jiang qingyin looked at her cell phone. In the video, Luo Qiao's back was covered in blood. Her detective style was enough to keep people in suspense. Towards the end, her interactions with the men and her punishment methods were even more exciting.
As the night wind blew, Jiang qingyin's slightly wet hair fell and touched her face. It was a little cold.
The staff member looked at her and comforted her softly, " "Sister Qinglin, you did a great job. The internet is full of praises for you, but it's all because of Hanhan."
Jiang qingyin looked up with a gentle smile in her eyes. "It's just because I ran into Luo Qiao, right?"
Although the woman didn't say anything and didn't even show any emotion, the female staff could feel that she was angry. She quickly said, " "Sister Qinglin, Wanwan."
Jiang qingyin patted her shoulder and comforted her with a smile, " "Alright, you can go and do your things."
The staff member looked at her worriedly, took the towel, and didn't say anything.
Jiang qingyin walked forward alone with her cell phone in her hand. It was late at night, and the screen of her cell phone was shining. Half of her face was covered by her hair, and her emotions could not be seen clearly.
Around them, the staff were still busy.
The video on the phone just happened to play the scene where Luo Zelan stuffed Luo Qiao into Ming Siran's arms.
The man caressed Luo Qiao's face lazily, then lowered his head and leaned in to kiss her.
Jiang qingyin stopped in her tracks.
In front of them, a person who looked like a Junior Assistant was holding a phone and screaming in a low voice.
"You mean Luo Qiao and Ming Siran?"
yeah, they're so sweet. They're such a good match. They're so good-looking.
hahaha, I like them too, but I think it's better not to say it. After all, it's a variety show on the other side, and it's not good for the team to hear it.
The assistant quickly nodded and put away her phone, but she still couldn't suppress her excitement. She whispered to her companion, " Papa Ming's eyes are so doting. I'm so envious of sister Qiao!
sigh, which woman wouldn't envy sister Qiao? she's beautiful, rich, and has a handsome boyfriend.
The two of them walked out of the shadows and bumped into Jiang qingyin.
The two of them, who had been talking excitedly just now, stiffened and hurriedly said, " "Miss Jiang."
Jiang qingyin raised her eyes.
Her eyes were dark and emotionless. A chill suddenly rose behind the two.
For some reason, he felt that the woman's current appearance was a little scary.
However, this feeling only lasted for a moment. Jiang qingyin's lips soon curved up, and her eyes were filled with a smile."You've worked hard."
The two staff members came back to their senses and quickly said, " it's not hard, it's not hard. Miss Jiang, it's been a long day of recording.
Jiang qingyin smiled at them. Although it was night time, the woman's snow-white skin and exquisite face were still dazzling.
The two of them greeted each other and walked past her. They couldn't help but exclaim softly, " "Miss Jiang, you're so nice. You're always so gentle. I thought she heard what we said and would teach us a lesson, Yingluo!"
how could that be? everyone who has interacted with miss Jiang praised her for being easy to get along with. I've never seen her lose her temper. Don't worry.
……
Their conversation went further and further away.
Standing in the shadows, Jiang qingyin's smile slowly disappeared. She lowered her eyes to look at her phone. The screen was still showing the scene of Ming Siran gently rubbing the tip of the woman's nose. The man was looking at her with a gentle gaze. He was full of love and affection. She could almost feel it through the screen.
She slowly pursed her lips and held her breath. Her knuckles were white from gripping the phone so hard.
After a long while, Jiang qingyin closed his eyes, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.
Her voice was low and gentle, but it made people shudder. Zhenzhen, when Luo Qiao is recording tomorrow, do something for me, Zhenzhen.
The woman's sneer was gradually swallowed by the night, and the only thing one could feel was the bone-chilling coldness.
……
Because it was a thriller detective game, it needed a certain plot to facilitate the netizens 'reasoning.
The next day, Luo Qiao began recording the plot.
In the middle of the journey, Ming Siran had some company matters to attend to and had left first, leaving Luo Qiao and the others behind.
After changing into the blood-stained white dress and putting on her makeup, Luo Qiao began her shoot.
She walked into the filming room. The lighting was dim and the atmosphere was a little depressing. Luo Qiao acted out the scene according to the script.
The comments:
[ to be honest, my sister Qiao's acting skills are not bad. ]
[ if it wasn't for that cyberbullying incident, my sister Qiao would have won countless awards with her acting skills. ]
[ I still can't compare to miss Qinghan, hehehe. ]
【？？Qinglin's fan in front, why are you here in daddy Luo's live broadcast room to find a sense of existence? [ do you also think that your host's variety show is not good? ]
[ stop quarreling and read the plot carefully! ]
With Luo Qiao's excellent performance and the BGM that had played up the atmosphere well, the netizens in front of the screen were gradually brought into the scene and followed the protagonist's emotional ups and downs.
Soon, there was only one last scene left to perform.
Luo Qiao adjusted herself and was about to start when the room suddenly turned dark.
She was stunned. Just as she was about to speak, a very soft chuckle suddenly entered her ears.
That extremely familiar, slimy, and terrifying feeling, like a venomous snake slithering across her skin, made her head explode, and her brain buzzed.
……
"What's going on?" the director frowned.
Just as he was about to ask, a hair-raising scream suddenly rang out. The woman's voice was shrill and tragic."Go away! Go away!"
In the living room, the staff member was shocked.
On the side, Luo Zelan, who had been sitting on the sofa with a cold expression, suddenly had a change in expression. He immediately got up and strode toward the shooting room.
Han Jin and Wu Xia had also heard the scream.
"It's Qiaoqiao!" Wu Xia's pupils constricted.
The living room instantly became chaotic, and in the midst of the noise, everyone rushed towards the small room.
Luo Zelan was the first to reach the door. He kicked the door open, and when the light came in and he saw what was inside the room, his cold, handsome face suddenly darkened.
Luo Qiao was curled up in the corner of the wall, trembling all over. Her hair was disheveled and she looked like she was on the verge of collapse.
She covered her ears with her hands and mumbled, " "Go away, Yingluo, go away, Yingluo."