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Chapter 415 I'm going to die, I'm going to die

Author: Baishang Prawn Rice

Chapter 415 I'm going to die, I'm going to die

Xiangjiang, Stanley.

A long time ago, Stanley was just a small fishing village in a remote countryside, and tigers often appeared.

In the 1970s, this area was favored by wealthy businessmen and foreigners, and countless luxurious villas rose from the ground.

night.

The sunset burns, bright red like blood, overwhelming the clear sky, and the sea breeze comes out, making it humid and stuffy.

Sea-surrounding park by the sea.

The family of three dressed properly snuggled up to take a walk. The little boy was tired of running and sweating profusely, stretching out his hands: Mom, water."

"Slow down." The woman has a pampered state of elegance, moist and smooth skin, and a slim figure. She stroked the hem of the skirt covering her shoes with her hands and opened a bottle of mineral water: "You're tired of running."

"Not tired." The little boy sipped water and showed off: "I participated in the baseball team at school, and the teacher told us to practice more."

"At that time, represent the school and go to the UK to compete."

"It's really excellent." The woman touched her son's head: "When the time comes, my mother will take her grandfather, grandma, grandma, and grandma to watch your competition."

"Okay." The little boy drank water in big gulps.

"Hello..." The voice was intermittent and speechless. A gray-red hand reached out and said hard: "No bottle, give it to me...can't?"

"Who are you?" the woman screamed and hugged her son: "I'm so dirty, I'm close to my child, what should I do if I get infected with germs?"

"What do you want to do?"

The woman is so beautiful.

The beggar in front of her was dirty, and she was as thin as a bone.

The little boy's head was buried in his mother's arms and looked carefully with his eyes.

The woman's hair was disheveled, her clothes were worn, she had slippers under her feet, her ankles were exposed, she was so skinny that she lowered her head in her scary face, her voice was hoarse, and she said fearfully: "There is no germs, I...I..."

"What's wrong with me? You are so unspeakable." The woman hugged her son and accused her. Seeing that the woman didn't say anything, she was cautious and held the water bottle on her toes: "Aquarius is right, you want to give it to you, hurry up and leave."

"Thanks……"

"Mom, she is so pitiful." In her arms, the little boy's eyes were pure and he said innocently: "Mom, why don't she wear pants? Let's help her, okay?"

"Okay." The woman spoke gently, opened the small sachet, touched the money, thought about it, took out all of it, and said, "Well, I see you are feeling uncomfortable, I'll give you this little money, go and have a medical treatment."

"I..." The woman had difficulty speaking. She raised her head, her messy hair was separated, her face was pale, her eyebrows were faint, and she squeezed with a smile: "I... don't...I want this..."

Pointing at the bottle.

He bent down hard, picked up the bottle, and smiled and said to the little boy, "Thank you... Thank you..."

"What's wrong?" The man came over and protected his wife and children, with fierce eyes. He looked over and looked stunned. He shouted in disbelief: "Thirteen Niang."

"What Thirteen Girl?" The woman frowned. This beggar looked so familiar.

"Lan Jieying."

"I'm not..." The woman's voice was quick: "You have recognized the wrong person."

He was staggering and panicked.

"She is Lan Jieying." The woman recognized her and looked surprised: "Why is she like this? I remember she was very beautiful at that time."

"And, she is not a star, why did she become a beggar?"

"Who knows?" The man felt depressed. Lan Jieying was his idol.

then.

I saved money to buy her poster myself and didn't have breakfast for a week.

The beauty in her prime has become what she is now.

Looking at Lan Jieying's thin figure, the man sighed: "In life, no one will come to the future."

The darkness swallowed the last afterglow.

The sky was dim and the street lights were lit one by one, and Lan Jieying walked to the entrance of the alley.

here.

The street lights are gone, and they can only be illuminated by the dim lights in the distance.

She was used to it, and she stepped on rotten vegetables and sewage, and mice were chirping in the gutter.

Her mind was a little confused and she was not normal from time to time when she twisted the small bag with both hands.

Walked a part of the road.

There was someone in front of her, and she habitually lowered her head, kept silent, and walked into the darkness.

"Lan Gu."

He Guanchang called: "Lan Gu, wait."

Seeing that Lan Jieying didn't say anything, He Guanchang shouted loudly: "Lan Jieying, I, He Guanchang."

"Master He..." Lan Jieying recognized the person, subconsciously tidied up her clothes, and tucked her hair, making it sticky, and the nails were black.

Lan Jieying was stunned, her body hunched over and said nothing.

"Lan Gu, that's how it is, Mr. Han from the mainland." He Guanchang frowned and sighed in his heart.

before.

Lan Jieying is so beautiful, it is a beautiful rose.

The woman in front of her was like a beggar, with a short stature and no meat, and her hair was numb. She sighed: "Lan Gu, Mr. Han wants to invite you to film in the mainland."

Filming.

Lan Jieying was stunned and shook her head: "I...I can't..."

"Lan Gu, this is your chance." He Guanchang advised: "Mr. Han is one of the best directors in the mainland. If you follow him to the mainland, your life will be much better than now."

"I can't... OK..." Lan Jieying's face was hidden in her hair, and her voice was difficult: "I... have no hope..."

"Lan Gu, if you don't try, how can you know it won't work?" He Guanchang said in a heavy tone: "It's better than picking up garbage now. Moreover, Mr. Han came this time, he wanted to help the actors in Xiangjiang and make a living. If you go this time, you are going to make a breakthrough for the actors in Xiangjiang."

It would be fine if I didn't say it.

Lan Jieying's face changed drastically, she lowered her head and carried the bottle without saying a word.

Stumbling.

Escape to the room.

Close the door, leaning against the cold iron door, and sitting on the ground.

The house is very small, without a lamp, there is only one candle, and the wax oil fills the canned bottle body.

Lan Jieying looked at the darkness in a daze: "I can't... I can't..."

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"ah……"

"I can't do it anymore."

In the bedroom.

The bedside lamp was light blue and the light was dim. Han Qiao smiled with a smile on his lips: "Miss Zhang, you have some problems."

Xiao Zhang was so embarrassed that he was dying.

Fuck.

Han Qiao was simply perverted, chilly, and had no sense of security at all. Her voice was scared: "Han...Mr. Han...is it OK?"

"It's almost done."

Han Qiao picked up tools and cut her hair, which was not that simple.

Two fingers pinched the hair, and the silver-white scissors rubbed it with a click.

The soft and slightly curly hair fell down.

Cut your hair clean and shave your beard, which is very troublesome.

Xiao Zhang's face is very thin, but her cheeks are particularly plump.

The face shape is water droplets, and this face shape has a deep beard.

Han Qiao picked up the ointment for white-shaved beard with his fingers: "Miss Zhang, your upper lip is too thin, hold on and don't move around."

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He Guanchang was stunned and immediately said, "Okay, but the press conference is a bit late, so please contact the actor for time."

“It’s OK before 4 o’clock.”

Baodao press conference, 6:30 pm.

"Mr. He, please trouble you."

"No trouble, this is a good thing for Jiahe to have a face."

Jiahe has been so glorious for so many years, He Guanchang hung up the phone.

The glory of Jiahe.

Are you going back?

(End of this chapter)