In short, I feel that Qingwu's ability to say such things is obviously because he has never been severely beaten by this society.

Even Mary Sue can say "have the guts to contradict me". Jian Jian thinks that she probably hasn't played yet, but Jian Jian doesn't know her as well, so she smiled slightly:
"I was wrong before, don't take offense, Miss Qing."

In the company before because of Jiang Chen's matter, I have already said too modestly. At this time, it is enough to say sorry. To put it simply, Hearing this, he snorted coldly:
"You, a young artist without a manager, how did you manage to take on the show? Did you sleep with me?"

This was a bit too much, and the fake smile on Jian Yan's face also faded a lot, she looked at Qing Wu lightly: "Sister Qing, have you drank too much?"

"I'll say that even if I drink too much." Qingwu's face turned cold: "I don't need to be polite to you, a little-known little artist, you can do something to sleep with, and don't let others say it? "

In short, there is no smile on his face:

"Which eye of yours saw me sleeping with you? Huh?"

"I still need to look? Do you understand that people divide things into groups? Who in the circle doesn't know what kind of goods Yao Le is? But she is old and decrepit, so she can't be sold at a good price. She started as a pimp Did you do business? Who introduced you to?" The disdain on Qingwu's face was thicker than the powder on her face.

If it is said that Qingwu's slander against him can make Jian Yan endure, then after the name of 'Yao Le' is said from Qing Wu's mouth, Jian Yan has no intention of enduring it any longer.

Yao Le used to rely on her own color to gain a position. I know this in a nutshell, but no one except Yao Le has the right to say that she has done something wrong. After all, she is selling herself. Using this method to get what she wants, As long as she thinks it's worth it, no one else has the position to criticize it.

Qingwu's words were too harsh, in short, he didn't intend to bear it any longer:

"Where is Sister Qing's house?"

Unexpectedly, Jian Yanzhi suddenly asked such a question, Qingwu froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting, I just think you must be from Dunhuang, otherwise why are there so many murals?"

Alcohol can indeed affect a person's ability to respond. When Qingwu realized what this sentence meant, he continued to say in short:
"Everyone has their own way of life, who are you? Why do you judge other people's lives from above? Just because you have received more awards? How many more movies have you made? Or because you have tens of thousands more fans on Weibo? ? I see three percent of the truth but make up seventy percent of the story to satisfy my dirty thoughts, then please be kind to yourself and don't dirty other people's ears by telling it.”

It's probably been a long time since I've heard anyone talk to me like this, and Qingwu didn't realize it for a while:
"Are you talking to me?"

"Otherwise? Could it be that there are ghosts here?" Jian Yanzhi snorted softly and pointed to the mirror next to him: "Sister Qing, if I remember correctly, Yao Le is the same age as you, right? What are you? Take a good look in the mirror, don't wait until one day your benefactor says you are old and poor, and you can't react, then talk about yourself. "

In short, he was almost out of anger, and he didn't want to continue talking with her, since he wasn't an opponent, it wasn't interesting, but when he turned to leave, Qingwu grabbed her arm.

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