Chapter 600 - Look who's here to fetch you

Regarding Meng Ying's various mistakes today, the passers-by who had a good impression of her were a little at a loss for words.

[ I feel like Meng Ying's condition is a little bad today ... ]

[ forgive me for coming up with a conspiracy theory, but was it the director who asked her to perform a little worse so that she could stand out from Luo Qiao? ]

[ are the comments in front retarded? ] [ What do you mean she's not in a good state? it's obvious that she's not capable enough to be crushed by Luo Qiao! ]

[ where's the person who previously said that this was Meng Ying's home ground and was waiting for Meng Ying to beat Luo Qiao up? Now, let's see who's the one beating up who? [ huh? ]

On the screen, Luo Qiao exuded the aura of a rich lady. She held the dice cup lightly, her eyes bright and moving, exquisitely made to every inch of her body.

Next to her, Meng Ying did not put on any makeup at all. Even if some netizens thought that she was genuine and unpretentious and brought her own filter, the difference between the two of them was still visible to the naked eye when compared to the bright and beautiful Luo Qiao.

Meng Ying's lips were dark. Everything else aside, he had lost to Luo Qiao in terms of complexion and temperament. She had never lost to anyone in terms of facial features and temperament. She stood there in her sports attire, looking ashen and dirty.

Even if other female celebrities were to dress up, it would still be a cruel comparison to Luo Qiao, not to mention Meng Ying, who appeared on camera without any makeup.

He was simply looking for abuse.

Meng Ying had originally wanted to be praised as a goddess without makeup for her strong learning ability, but he didn't expect to be crushed by Luo Qiao in all aspects.

……

The show was filmed for an entire day, and by the time it was over, the sky was almost dark.

Luo Qiao had provided enough explosive points and topics of conversation, and with her status, not only were there many staff members who liked her surrounding her at the end of the show, the director even chatted with her happily, expressing his desire to continue working with her.

Luo Qiao listened to him half-heartedly and said with a faint smile, " "Our company's artistes will have to rely on you in the future."

"You're too kind, President Luo," the director quickly replied.

Beside them, Meng Ying only had his manager by his side. Compared to the liveliness at Luo Qiao's side, Meng Ying's side was much more deserted.

She picked up her phone with a cold face and scrolled through Weibo.

At this time, there was already news on Weibo.#Luo Qiao's godlike learning ability #was at the top of the hot search. Meng Ying clicked on it and the first hot topic was the various highlights of Luo Qiao. He clicked on the comments and unsurprisingly, it was full of surprise and praise.

Meng Ying looked at the first hot comment:

[ f * ck, I thought Meng Ying was already very powerful, but the real God is Luo Qiao?? ]

The comments below were filled with surprised comments that Luo Qiao was so much better than her.

She had completely become a stepping stone.

Meng Ying's expression was ugly, and he directly turned off the phone.

……

In front of them, Luo Qiao glanced at her watch. The director, who was standing beside her, understood what she was thinking and immediately said, " "It's getting late, I won't keep you any longer."

Luo Qiao nodded. Just as she was about to leave with her boys, one of her brothers 'eyes suddenly lit up. "Hey, President Luo, look who's here to pick you up!"

Startled, Luo Qiao looked up and saw the car door close. A tall and slender Man was walking towards her.

At this time, the sky was a little dark, and the figure seemed to be hazy. Ming Siran was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with one hand in his trouser pocket. He walked over from the front, his posture lazy, noble and natural.

The female staff around them couldn't help but scream.

When Luo Qiao saw who it was, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but smile.