MTL - I Ship My Adversary X Me-Chapter 16

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The great probability of my life is to build bridges and build roads. Fukuzawa and the people benefit the people. I will save the party and the country for the progress of mankind. Only then can I find a pair of surprise CPs in this life.

On the first day of the pit, the second day of lock, the water is low in sugar and there is actually hammered sugar. One cooks its own self-produced music, and the other cooks into a madness-like sugar-making, flood-filling, duck-feeding, eating and eating. No one can be eaten without anyone.

Sugar? Sugar? If you don't exist, you are not jealous or not, the sugar is there, you can't come or go.

Look at them, love so deep, love so strong.

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If I am the one who is self-proclaimed, I will go to the court door to demonstrate the death to force the woman to marry on the spot, immediately, immediately.

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Unfortunately, it is one of the cooking of the truth.

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The warning of the sugar has been sent to the ICU for rescue, and the sober guardian is very desperate.

Gu Yiliang, this natural straight hair microblogging time, absolutely did not think so much ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

I want to rush into his room and take his collar to make him awake!

You open your eyes and look at the big environment! If you are like "the true love" of "showing love", it will be an accident!

If you open up the big environment, don't say it, in case the fans believe it, accept it, and bless, when we want to announce the romance, what can we do?

No, I mean, when we each announce their respective romances!

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I unconsciously rubbed my chest, unconsciously and constantly refreshed Gu Yiliang's Weibo homepage, and then opened his self-portrait, and looked at the huge, clear-handed faintly revealed from his fingers. Signature, from the heart of the ground, deeply felt that it is over.

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The comments from his first two microblogs are still a joyful laughter from the nobles. It’s so lively. After the two microblogs, there’s a dead silence. It’s been ten minutes. There are only two or three hundred passers-by messages and sellers. Small advertisement for yellow tablets.

I can imagine that the VIPs have come out of the interactive microblog of thanking the fans, and they have taken a photo of them, looking at my irritated face and seeing the idol in the next second. I sent a "fan welfare", full of thoughts of spiritual comfort, excited to open a big picture to save and carefully look at the face, but saw a hateful name in the hands of the idol -

Gu Yiliang's Weibo is like a box of whole chocolates for fans. You never know if the next one will be shi or sugar.

238.

It’s been ten minutes.

Yesterday, the nobles who were still making the black materials for Wei Yan did not speak. The matter was too bizarre and unbelievable.

Yesterday, I still gave Gu Yi a cool black water. The beautiful words did not speak, and I watched the development of the situation and did not move.

The fans who came to see the class were also embarrassed, and the atmosphere did not dare to go out. Even the women’s army were like a group, and they did not see the movement.

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In the first ten minutes, the girl’s words exploded.

I looked at the wedding screen with a beautiful screen and a beautiful filter, a marriage certificate, a wedding scene map from P, and a well-known wedding greeting.

- Suck a bite of sugar and switch back to the owner to continue despair.

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I closed my eyes and made three deep breaths. In order to calm down my despair, I calmly forwarded the photo of Weibo:

#澜诀#What is your favorite dialogue? [大笑][大笑]@澜诀剧组V@作者梁亮//@顾依凉Liam:

Then I watched Blue V turn my Weibo and @了 several other starring.

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Unexpectedly, I attracted a wave of discussion about the original powder. I answered the questions carefully, praised the selection of the crew, questioned the performance of my acting skills, and successfully shifted my sight.

The fans in the commentary reposted, and they sighed with sighs, "What is it, it was the propaganda arranged by the crew." "I can't help myself when I look at my family." I help the crew to label the heat and roar my own idol. Sheng Shimei.

I smiled comfortably.

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As for the self-portrait of the mirror, this question is too difficult. I can't find a solution. I give up the answer, let the fate decide how to stay in this fragile little life.

I laughed and took tears.

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I felt sleepy and unsettled. I dreamed that the mobile phone continued to vibrate continuously. I saw that it was all reminder that Gu Yiliang sent a new Weibo.

Woke up five times.

244.

I sat in the dressing room without any fun, and the makeup artist patted and beat on the face. The shock of the phone was a surprise.

"Meng sister asked you why you don't return to WeChat," Xiao Chen sat behind me, fanning the wind with one hand and looking at the phone with one hand. "She said that the company has received a cooperation with a live broadcast platform, and the announcement has been sent out. You and Gu Ge will open an hour of live broadcast at 9 o'clock tonight, chat with fans, and promote new dramas. * Set up and sell them..."

He questioned the mobile phone and showed it to me: "Brotherhood? How is this sold?

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God opens your eyes! Save me in the fire!

I grabbed his cell phone and scared the makeup artist to draw my eyebrows into the corner.

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I have a little bit of microblogging interaction with Gu Yiliang for two days. #澜诀# Still hot search this morning, the company smelled the smell of traffic and quickly arranged it.

This is really great!

With the propaganda of the company, the rot was sold to the bright side. Everyone knows that it is a play. The idol fans of the company have their own needs and win-win results.

I can also put the pot of yesterday's mobile phone case on the company.

It also allows me to eat my own food and sugar without any psychological burden.

perfect!

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The spirit was full of enthusiasm and took a whole day of drama, even the director looked at me with amazement, and praised me for being good, let me continue.

Look, what is multi-win.

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Near nine o'clock, when I finished modeling and looking for Gu Yiliang, he had already opened the live broadcast software and debugged the beauty filter.

He was dressed casually, his hair was slightly caught, and he looked very casual and eye-catching. When I saw it, I turned to smile at me.

The three-point relatives in the laughter are gentle and the remaining ninety are warm.

Ah, although I know that it is a play, but when I see his smile, I still have some small embarrassment and embarrassment.

Absolutely not shy.

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I settled my mind, sat down beside him, and took a look at the screen: "The beauty is too much."

He looked at me and looked at me in the camera. The comparison looked at it and lowered the big eye one down: "So?"

"Not bad," I nodded. "Is this filter too exposed?"

"Then change one." He changed a few filters and saw that I nodded again and decided.

I was a bit confused by his attitude towards listening to my command.

He is, is he going to take the favor?

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There was still a little while at nine o'clock. He fixed the phone on the coffee table and looked at the angle where we could both shoot in. I chatted with me casually: "What is your dinner in the shed?"

"The whole crew is the same," I leaned back on the sofa and slid my hair at the camera. "The last scene was delayed, I didn't come and eat."

He glanced at me and frowned slightly: "You come to adjust the angle, I will give you something to eat."

"Oh..." I couldn't stop it. Seeing that he got up and ran out, he took two sandwiches back and gave it to me.

"Thank you, thank you." I caught the two sandwiches and placed them on the coffee table.

He sat back next to me and stuffed the sandwich into my hand again: "Eat."

I looked at him with a sigh of relief: "There is still five minutes to start broadcasting..."

He can't refute and say, "That's what to eat while broadcasting."

He is, is it going to change to the general route?

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Anyway, it’s good, keep it.

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At nine o'clock, the broadcast was started. The audience poured into the live room like a flood. The nobles and the beautiful women, the women's army that must have a place to gather together, and the music, the comment area frantically brushed the screen, a voice of love and peace.

I was biting a sandwich in a small mouth, and I was told by Gu Yiliang.

He smiled and said hello to the fans, and then reached over my shoulder.

Hey, is it so straightforward?

Thinking about it for a while to control the scene, I took the sandwich, I smiled at the screen, and heard him pick up: "--This is my good buddy, good brother, guardian."

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A sandwich caught my breath.

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Do you understand the "brotherhood" that the company requires? ! what? !