The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

A group of people surrounded by the center were filming well, while Ling Qingxuan was seriously thinking about salary.

Uncle Guo smiled and said: "150 a day, three days temporarily."

This is higher than the salary of the dragon set, and can buy a few more breads, Ling Qingxuan nodded in agreement.

"What's your name, miss?"

"Ling You."

"Okay, then you come with me, pay attention to control the intensity during the fight, and don't really hurt anyone."

She didn't use much force, mainly because they couldn't help but fight.

[...] Fortunately, the host held back the words, otherwise the job just arrived might be gone.

Having a general understanding of the itinerary and location, Uncle Guo left a phone call for her.

"We don't make many appearances today, you can take a look at it first, and I will send you a time tomorrow."

"Row."

Ling Qingxuan looked aside, those who specialized in martial arts had been trained for many years, and were indeed different from those ordinary people.

When work was almost over, Ling Qingxuan went to the dressing room. After looking in the mirror, she finally knew why zz kept urging her to wash her face.

As the plot required, her face was covered with ashes and her hairstyle was messy, but her clear eyes were particularly attractive.

"There are some people who really think that they can take a fancy to themselves if they look good, but they can't even act a trick drama well."

A sarcastic voice came from the side, and Aya Qingxuan looked sideways.

That girl is also dressed like a dragon. She seems to be a maid from a certain family. She is clean, but her appearance is not very good.

Ling Qingxuan sat down and looked at her, "I look good."

"you……"

"Thank you for the compliment."

She looks better than you, but she won, and she didn't come to compare her acting skills.

There are always people who are jealous of the beauty of this seat.

[...] Host, it's good to be low-key.

The girl snorted and muttered that she was sick.

Ling Qingxuan took off her make-up in front of the mirror, revealing her splendid appearance, her eyes were bright and moving under her curved eyebrows, her red lips were wanton, like a noble rose, under the bridge of her tall nose, it was inviolable.

It looks a bit like a royal lady.

"Hey, she's so pretty, do you know her?"

"I don't know. I just joined the group. You go up and ask for a call."

Several boys walked in and chatted around Ling Qingxuan.

The girl before said yin and yang strangely: "I'm really blinded by lard, this is the trick that beat you before."

"Ah? Is it her?"

A few people backed away in an instant, the place where they had just been beaten still hurts, it was too sturdy, and they didn't dare to mess with it.

Aya Qingxuan got up and put on her little bunny backpack.

Taking a step forward, the boys instantly gave way to her.

"See you tomorrow." Ling Qingxuan's tone was indifferent, as if speaking into the air.

After buying the bread and going to the bus stop, Aya Qingxuan took down the rabbit backpack.

Carrying such a cute thing on his back is too bad for his image.

[...Otherwise, the host wants to carry bears, tigers, leopards, etc.? 】

feasible.

[Host, please be a girl. 】

The bell rang, and as soon as she connected, there was a loud voice shouting, "Miss, are you off work? Do you want me to pick you up?"

Ling Qingxuan removed the phone, it was her best friend Tian Dou's call.

Pick her up?

The image of Tiandou riding a bicycle and shouting appeared in his mind, Ling Qingxuan said coldly: "No, I'm almost there."

"Don't, there is Luo Xian's commercial performance today, let's watch it together, shall we!"

"No, goodbye."

Aya Qingxuan hung up the phone and went to the bus stop.

Tiandou made several calls over there, and Aya Qingxuan directly set the mute.

Tiandou is her best friend and roommate, and she is also a big star chaser. More than half of her monthly salary is used to contribute to her idol. Currently, her favorite idol is Luo Xian.

As soon as he met him, he turned into a crazy maniac.

If Ling Qingxuan came with her tonight, she would definitely be grabbed, pulled and howled by her.

A painful experience from the original owner.

At this point, there are a lot of people on the bus, and Ling Qingxuan is standing holding onto the pole.

Feeling a faint smell of strangeness, she looked back, and a boy was wearing a sweater, his hat lowered, and a mask and sunglasses.

There is no sun at night, this guy has done a good job of sun protection.

Look at the man in the two seats behind him, who also wears a mask, keeps typing something on his mobile phone, and looks at the boy with malicious intent from time to time.

The car stopped, the boy got out of the car quickly with his hands in his pockets, the two men hurriedly followed and bumped into Aya Qingxuan, the chain on his clothes hooked into the rabbit's backpack behind him.

Hearing a tear, the little girl's face was covered with frost.

This is the bag that Tiandou lent her.

Find that person to settle accounts!

The door was closed with only a gap left, but she flashed out like a ghost. The driver rubbed his eyes, almost thinking his eyes were broken.

...

The boy walked quickly, as if he knew that there was someone behind him, and after turning left and right, he stuck to the wall in the dark.

"Where are the people? Are we lost?"

"More than a dozen fans are waiting for his whereabouts. This deal is done. We don't have to go out and find things for a few months. Let's look for it carefully."

Listening to their panicked steps, the boy's breath gradually eased and he remained silent.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly came from his ears. The boy was startled and looked sideways. Under the backlight, the little girl was wearing sneakers and bent over to pick up her mobile phone.

Okay, this bag is broken even below.

It was just this sound that made the two people who had just gone away quickly look towards this direction.

"Shhh!" The boy's fingers were clearly articulated under the shadows, extra slender, and stuck to the mask, wanting Ling Qingxuan to pay attention.

"What kind of sound, isn't it hiding over there?"

"Go and have a look."

Just when the boy was hesitating whether to run to the other side, the little girl suddenly said, "Here, just right, come here."

Her ethereal voice echoed in the dark environment, the boy covered his forehead and wanted to run, but the two of them blocked them.

"You can find someone, send the address quickly."

The two entered a message on the phone, raised their eyes again, and said to the cold little girl, "Get out of the way."

"Compensation." Ling Qingxuan showed them the scratched rabbit backpack.

The two big men frowned, "What kind of shit?"

zz, you see, they don't take the initiative at all, they can only do it themselves.

[Host, pay attention to the scale. 】

To understanding.

The two people's attention was still on the boy, but they didn't want the little girl to approach silently, so they quickly hit one, holding the cute and cute rabbit backpack with a serious look.

"You ripped my bag when you got off the bus, pay for it, cash."

The man looked terrified, and now the idol's bodyguard is still looking for a reason to beat him?

In order not to be beaten again, one of his big men hesitated and said, "No, no cash, can I use Alipay?"

"Row."

(Alipay successfully received 100 yuan.)

The mechanical sound was so abrupt that night, the boys didn't even know what their expressions looked like under the mask.

The man trembled and said, "Enough, enough?"