Nightmare Attack

"Doctor"

The fat man started to tremble again, he said in a very small voice, as if to remind Jiang Cheng.

But as the waist was severely pinched, he immediately closed his mouth again.

Jiang Cheng's meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Then the fat man was a little relieved, since he could see the abnormality of Director Li, let alone Jiang Cheng.

I'm afraid he has already figured out how to get out.

"How did Chen Yao die?" Jiang Cheng said for the second time.

Director Li raised his head, the face under the sunglasses actually made them feel strange. After a while, the hoarse voice sounded again: "She hanged herself."

"suicide?"

The woman nodded, "Yes."

To be honest, the fat man didn't believe much about the woman in front of him. He even doubted whether the woman was Director Li.

Chen Yao's name may be true. It was the girl who turned into a female ghost after death, but the fat man pursed his lips, and the cold sweat slid down his neck and wet his clothes.

Who can confirm that the woman in front of me is not Chen Yao?

She may be a ghost.

The fat man's subconscious reaction was to use the camera that Jiang Cheng straddled him to test, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he met Jiang Cheng's gaze that wanted to kill.

The fat man was agitated, and put his hand down again.

When the fat man looked again, Jiang Cheng's expression remained as usual.

The latter looked at the woman, his mouth tightened, as if waiting for the other person to speak.

"Chen Yao is a freshman in Grade 09," the woman said slowly.

The hoarse voices are very substituting, and they immediately brought the two into the era that belonged to them.

"I am a year older than her, and I am considered her senior sister."

"I was the host of the welcome party that year, and she had a show at the party, so we met."

"She is very beautiful and can sing and dance. She shines in the welcome party and attracts the attention of many people. I can see that she has a good temperament and is more talented in ballet, so I suggested that she switch to a ballet major. ."

She paused and explained: "When she first came to school, she reported modern dance."

"Dance Department I?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Well," the woman nodded, and then remained silent for a while, before continuing, "This is also the last decision I regretted in my life."

Her voice was low and her lips showed a strange curvature.

Personally sending his love rival to his fiancé's side, the fat man couldn't help thinking, this woman's heart is really big.

Of course, he never dared to say such things.

The face also followed the woman, filled with righteous indignation.

"It was okay at the beginning. I was right. Her attainments in classical ballet are much higher than those in modern dance. In just one month, her figure, shape and footsteps have reached a high level."

She continued, "Even my fiancé praised this girl a lot, and some teachers even said privately that Chen Yao was born for classical ballet."

"The freshmen of Grade 09 are very lucky. They caught up with the anniversary celebration of the school not half a year before they enrolled. Not only will all the teachers and students of the school be there, but also some alumni with identities, even some stars, the bosses of film and television companies, Producers will be invited to participate."

"You may not understand that for those of us who study art, the importance of networking opportunities is even higher than our own business level."

"Some good seedlings who have spent their entire lives pursuing the limits of art are unknown until they die because they have no chance."

Jiang Cheng nodded and said with a sad expression: "I know more or less about the entertainment industry. The cruelty there is to eat people without spitting out bones. If you go in alone, you may look back in a few years, even he himself recognizes it. I can't help myself."

The woman raised her head and looked at Jiang Cheng as if her gaze had changed, "Have you been in this circle before?"

The fat man squeezed Jiang Cheng's sweat in his heart, and asked her to stop talking, and she had to interrupt. This is all right. If you can't answer, it may take a few days before the bodies of both of you will smell.

No, it's good here, the corpse won't stink.

At best, it just disappears for no reason.

"Almost," Jiang Cheng straightened his waist and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt with one hand, looking extremely calm.

The fat man was agitated, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

"I was our top card in the night game," Jiang Cheng nodded very formally, "Do you know the top card, it means that after the guests click on me, they won't look at anyone else again."

In the next second, Jiang Cheng slowly stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist upwards, facing the woman in front of him, with a solemn expression that made the fat man feel like he was a normal person.

The fat man was stunned, his mouth was shaking. He didn't understand what medicine Jiang Cheng had taken wrong. From here on, the style of painting suddenly became enthusiastic.

Until Jiang Cheng yelled the next sentence--

"They said that apart from being expensive, I have nothing wrong with me!"

Fatty: ""

The woman also seemed to be a little confused by Jiang Cheng's strange remarks, and it took a long time to react, and the first time she reacted, she separated from Jiang Cheng.

"Mr. Hao Hao," the woman showed an embarrassed expression in front of the two for the first time, "we are not talking about the same thing, we are art workers, you are not, you are"

"I'm also an artist," Jiang Cheng yelled dissatisfiedly, "I am still doing both arts and sports!"

Fatty: "Shen, Te, Art, Body, Double Cultivation"

"Mr. Hao Hao," the woman took a deep breath, so wide that even the mask had changed a little, "Anyway, we are different."

"It's okay," Jiang Cheng said, "I just know what's going on."

The woman felt that Jiang Cheng could not reach a unity on this issue, so she had to change back to the previous topic, but as she continued to talk down, the fat man gradually felt a little different.

The weird aura surrounding the woman seemed to be weakened a lot, and the woman's body movements became more coordinated, without the puppet-like feeling at the beginning.

He seemed to suddenly realize something, and immediately looked at Jiang Cheng.

Compared with before, Jiang Cheng is no different. He should talk to women from time to time, as if he is very interested.

But Fatty's eyes were very good, and he found a gleam of light on Jiang Cheng's forehead, who nodded from time to time.

It was a drop of sweat, slowly sliding down along the corner of the eye.

In just less than 1 minute, a lot of sweat appeared on Jiang Cheng's head out of thin air~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It is no exaggeration to describe it as profusely sweating.

"Because Chen Yao is making rapid progress, the school is going to choose her to perform on stage," the woman gritted her teeth. "It was a solo opportunity, very rare."

"Then what?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Hearing that the woman raised her head abruptly, through the sunglasses, she seemed to be able to feel the gloomy gaze from those eyes, "But she gave up, she said that she hopes to find a partner to be with her!"

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