MTL - Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival-Chapter 1

"She deserves the wine you handed me too!"

The girl's voice is quite sweet, she sounds like a spoiled eldest lady who has not been polished by society.

The soul and the container were finally joined together, Song Jianzhi happily welcomed the new life, as soon as he opened his eyes, there was a man and a woman standing in front of him, and the banquet guests who served as the background board behind them also looked inexplicable look at himself.

What's the matter with this being the focus as soon as you pass through it?

Isn't there a novice area to receive information and organize thoughts?

Song Jianzhi was in a bad mood. She happened to be holding a champagne glass in her hand. Seeing that she had just taken it from the man in front of her, she subconsciously brought it to her lips to moisten her throat, soothing it. Take some tension.

The man in the suit and leather shoes in front of him froze, looked at her in disbelief, and roared, "Song Jianzhi! What are you doing!"

Very good, my name is Song Jianzhi.

Song Jianzhi looked innocently at this good-looking but bad-tempered man. After thinking that it was better to be subtle when she first arrived, she smiled and said:

"Sooth your throat."

Wait, this voice seems to be the pampered lady just now?

Although these words were spoken calmly and her voice was sweet and soft, Song Jianzhi heard it right away.

Is this glass of wine in my hand grabbed halfway?

Song Jianzhi felt a rush of heat in her heart, and she patted her chest in confusion. For the first time, she found herself so competitive, and when she heard that this thing was stolen, her heart sank.

Seeing the man staring at him nervously, Song Jianzhi kept smiling, and at the same time called out confidently from the bottom of his heart as written in the second employment tutorial:

"System, who am I and where am I and what should I do? Please enable the beginner guide, thank you."

A sweet customer service girl immediately replied to her:

"The system is being installed, the progress is 2%, please wait patiently and be patient."

Song Jianzhi:…

Song Jianzhi's smile gradually disappeared.

The man said: "Mingxu, listen to my explanation, I, Wei Xiao, swear to God, I really don't know that Song Jianzhi will return to China today."

The man was decisive and loud, as if his name was synonymous with honesty.

Oh, is this the fragrance of the Shura field?

But at this time, the one in the Shura field was himself who had not loaded the system and had not received the script, Song Jianzhi panicked.

She felt so young, pitiful and helpless, she didn't dare to make a sound, and she couldn't help but sip champagne to suppress her shock.

Wei Xiao's eyebrows jumped fiercely: "Stop drinking!"

"...OK."

Song Jianzhi was very puzzled, why all the words came to her lips, but when she thought about it, she had to have questions and answers, it was too difficult for her now.

Don't drink, don't drink.

Wei Xiao choked, his eyebrows twitched a few times, and he quickly said to Mingxu: "Mingxu, don't be angry, I'll bring you a glass of champagne-"

"No need." The woman's voice was like jade, cold and pleasant.

Song Jianzhi's gaze fell on the woman in front of him.

But before Song Jianzhi could take a closer look, Mingxu turned around, "Your business has nothing to do with me."

She has light brown eyes, clear and clean.

Ming Xu turned to leave, her black dress was open-back, the fabric collapsed on the waist, and a pair of exquisite butterfly bones stood on the snow-white back.

Song Jianzhi looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze and stood awkwardly with Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao's face was ugly, he wanted to say something but stopped talking.

Song Jianzhi blinked and asked.

Wei Xiao remembered that her family could not afford to be provoked, and roared again: "Follow me."

He turned around and left first, as if he expected to keep up.

Song Jianzhi saw that everyone around her was looking at her and whispering, she didn't want to be watched as a monkey, and thought about it—

She left in a different direction.

Are you kidding me, I'm afraid that it will collapse, and I'm still with acquaintances?

It’s better to find a place to hang out and wait until the system is installed.

Song Jianzhi calmly walked out of the banquet hall, stepping on a pair of ten-centimeter stiletto heels. She had never worn such high shoes, but she walked very easily at this time. Not afraid of sprained feet at all.

She walked out and looked around. The stairs in front of her went down to an open-air swimming pool, and many people were walking there.

At a glance, Mingxu, who had just left, was standing there, talking to a man who was a head shorter than her.

Song Jianzhi desperately wanted the contact information of a beautiful sister, but the Shura field just now tied her like a dog chain, and now I am afraid that I will not be rejected to death, I can only comfort myself There is ample time.

Hang on, we can win.

She slightly lifted the hem of her white dress and walked to a small hidden garden beside her.

There is a bench for people to rest in the small garden, she chose one and sat down, her hands resting on her knees, and she was caught off guard by three or four diamond-encrusted bracelets and pigeon eggs on her hands The ring was startled.

Song Jianzhi took a deep breath.

She liked to look at these jewelry in her previous life. For some unknown reason, these styles are familiar to her, just like this dove egg ring, I can't remember which queen wore it in her own world, but it appeared in It shines at the auction house.

There is a limited number of three bracelets in the world, and I wear two on my body.

Song Jianzhi: I thought I was just a jewelry display stand, but I didn't think I should offer them.

Song Jianzhi was overwhelmed by the joy of sudden wealth, and even the slow installation of the system was not so unbearable for a while.

If it weren't for the underworld's re-employment plan, how could she have won such a small world and such a wealthy net worth.

Don't you see the ghosts who shake to the end of the world and the endless horror stories are crying?

She said lovingly in the bottom of her heart: "System, take your time, we are not in a hurry."

The system with the installation progress of 23% received the attention of the host, and moved back by one percentage point to 22%.

Song Jianzhi: ?

The voice of the customer service girl appeared in time: "The host's body index is abnormal, it is not suitable for installing the system, and the installation is interrupted. The system installation process will automatically resume after the body index returns.

Song Jianzhi said with an expressionless face, "Then what does it mean to go backward? Has it been attacked?"

The customer service girl played a section of audience laughter sound effect in Song Jianzhi's mind, adding a later stage to Song Jianzhi's complaints.

Song Jianzhi became even more angry, and it took several seconds for her to react. Saying this, she was in a state of health.

What went wrong?

Is too rich a disease?

Song Jianzhi pondered, the cool night breeze gently blowing on her body, blowing away a bit of the heat, it was very comfortable—

Will it still be hot in such a thin sleeveless dress?

Song Jianzhi was shocked, and the answer in her heart was about to come out.

"Song Jianzhi! Didn't I tell you to come with me!"

A furious Wei Xiao emerged from the small garden, "What are you mad at, get out of here with me!"

Song Jianzhi was alert: "Where are you going?"

Wei Xiao glanced at her lightly, and mocked: "Damn, your trick succeeded, you drank the wine I handed Mingxu, now I must be responsible for you, you are satisfied Bar?"

Song Jianzhi blushed, partly because of the fire in her body, partly because of his shameless behavior.

Song Jianzhi had a lot of dirty words in her heart, but she knew that getting away was the most important thing, and her reply was concise and clear: "Not satisfied, get out."

He was about to leave first, but there was a stagger under his feet.

"Are you still angry? Oh, don't you want me to be close to you?" Wei Xiao said nonchalantly, reaching out and holding Song Jianzhi's wrist tightly and dragging her away, "Come on, medicine The effect is about to strike, if you don’t want to make a fool of yourself, just go to the hotel with me.”

"If it wasn't for your sister's sake, I wouldn't want to give you this face."

Song Jianzhi: Knock in! Did you show me face by sleeping me with reluctance!

Song Jianzhi doesn't want to care about the character design, and it will collapse, and she can't just let herself be ruined.

She struggled with all her might, but the heat surging in her body made her limbs weak, Wei Xiao dragged her out regardless, still pulling hatred in her mouth:

"Hurry up, it's better not to let Mingxu see."

The tone is very casual, as if it doesn't matter if you are seen.

Song Jianzhi: "You really love Ming Xu."

Wei Xiao looked back at her and saw that her face was flushed, her already good face became more gorgeous, and her tone slowed down: "Mingxu will be my wife, don't be obsessed with it, Forget me tonight."

Song Jianzhi: I can't forget my brother, you've got a lot of hatred.

Song Jianzhi had been dragged outside while speaking, and the big iron gate of this mansion was in front of her eyes. The banquet was coming to an end, and many people in front of the door saw this scene. I don’t know who passed by and muttered:

"Looking at Miss Song's blushing, she took Wei Xiao."

"Look how happy she is."

I laughed? !

Song Jianzhi was almost furious, she fainted and showed them on the spot, she was all weak, twisted her waist desperately to find a familiar face in the crowd, or hoped that someone who knew her would stop her Wei Xiao.

But everyone who saw her smiled politely at her, and even gave her an encouraging look.

Song Jianzhi: Who will save me.jpg

She rubbed her eyes, only to see that it was Mingxu.

Love rival save my life!

Ming Xu held a small banquet bag in his hand and was about to leave when he met Wei Xiao and the willful and spoiled Miss Song at the door.

Miss Song squinted her face, Wei Xiao's face was a little unnatural, but he quickly disappeared, and he greeted himself with a condescending expression: "Mingxu, Song Jianzhi is drunk, I take her back."

Ming Xu didn't even look at them, nodded politely, and turned to leave.

In the end, one hand grabbed the corner of the banquet bag, and a soft voice came from my ear: "Mingxu."

She looked back and saw that it was Miss Song with blurred eyes.

Song Jianzhi seized the chance and shouted with all her strength, "Mingxu."

But after the sound came out, she realized that it was not much bigger than a kitten whimpering.

The woman in front of her who was half a head taller than herself turned back, her jaw was clean, and her light brown eyes looked at her: "Miss Song?"

Wei Xiao brushed off Song Jianzhi's hand on the banquet bag, frowned and said, "I don't allow you to trouble Mingxu."

Song Jianzhi: Stupid idiot! Damn scumbag!

Mingxu has withdrawn his sight, and is about to leave.

Song Jianzhi didn't have time to continue scolding Wei Xiao in her heart. She bit the tip of her tongue, raised all her strength, broke away from Wei Xiao's control, and threw herself on Ming Xu.

Bite the tip of her tongue to wake her up, but it was also painful. Song Jianzhi was so sore that her eyes were full of tears, and she hugged Mingxu's waist with both hands for fear that she would leave.

She looked up at Mingxu, and continued to cry for help with the whimper of a kitten, trying to arouse the love of her beautiful sister:

"Help me...I'm not going with him..."

Ming Xu lowered his eyes, looking at Song Jianzhi's eyes that were more moist and clear because of tears, and the eyelashes were half wet, like a little animal who was bullied badly.

It has a feminine and charming style.

Ming Xu did not speak for a while.

Over there, Wei Xiao looked at his licking dog and the goddess hugging each other, his face was gloomy, and he said irritably: "Song Jianzhi, stop making trouble!"

Song Jianzhi ignored him.

Just when Song Jianzhi couldn't resist the urge to rub against her pretty sister, she heard the woman who was hugging her waist and unwilling to let go ask her:

"Then you want to come with me?"

The author has something to say:Ming Xu to Song Jianzhi: come with me

Author to Reader: Stay?