After Exchanging Shadows

Chapter iv

Feng Tang Tang looked at Mo Mo's face as if he had just taken a pesticide and asked, “Nguyen Nguyen, is it bad? ”

“No.” Momo endured that disgusting feeling and gracefully swallowed the durian stewed chicken soup. Spring breeze smiled on his face: “It's delicious. ”

Why don't you go get some pesticides and kill yourself?

Feng Tang Tang was relieved: “That's good. Though you like durian and durian stewed chicken, this time I asked someone to stew it. I'm also afraid the technique will change and the stew won't suit your taste. Fine, as long as you feel good. ”

Min Mo looked at Feng Tang Tang. In order not to make her suspicious, he sipped a few more random sips, which put the soup spoon back in the bowl.

Feng Tang Tang's eyes were crystal clear and looked at her eagerly and squeezed the soup spoon's hand.

Mo: “...”

I couldn't help but sip it on my scalp again.

Feng Tang Tang still looks at her.

Mo: “...”

Though it was difficult, the ink took up the soup bowl and drank it as if it was a really wonderful soup.

Feng Tang Tang's face satisfied.

Mo Mo's expression was calm and his heart was grumpy again. But she knew that this little sugar assistant had no idea. It was entirely out of the best of intentions, and the face of the good socialist girl couldn't bear to be scolded, so Mo transferred all this grumpy brain to Nguyen Nightingale.

If his body had not been somehow replaced with Nguyen Nightingale, he would not have suffered so much.

And Nguyen Nightingale loves her most hateful durian.

Nguyen also loves the wonders of the dark culinary world of durian stewed chicken.

Nguyen Mo directly imagined Nguyen Nightshade as a durian, who knew that the Nguyen Durian in his mind winked, and he knew how to make a scene. Nguyen Mo shocked him with goose bumps, under double aversion, Nguyen Nightshade successfully climbed to the black list of Nguyen Mo.

“Sugar sugar.” I think I looked for the ink and said, "Is my phone still there? Was it broken in the fire? ”

“Yes, yes, I was about to give it back to you.” Feng Tangtang handed her Nguyen Nightshang's cell phone, which she kept in her bag, to Xinmo: “When you and Xiao were found rescued by the fire brigade, the surface appeared not to have suffered any obvious injuries, and the phone was almost fine. I helped you fill up the battery, which is that this corner was a little kowtow. ”

Feng Tang Tang pointed the broken part to Mo.

Mo picked up the phone and looked at it. “It's okay. I'll buy a new one later. I'll use this first. ”

She stopped talking, her eyes cooled, Nguyen Nightshang's phone didn't set the password and she unlocked it easily.

The first time you get your phone is when you go online and watch the big news stories.

Otherwise, online news of the hotel's fire is everywhere, deliberate arson, terrorist attacks, and so on. The number of casualties currently counted is 23 confirmed dead and 287 hospitalized injured, many of whom were actually trampled in chaos.

Because the hotel was holding a press conference, and when Momo arrived after the Red Sky, attracting a large number of journalists and fans, and a few stars went to the show, the entertainment industry completely turned over.

Min Mo wanted to see the reaction on Weibo. Who knew that Nguyen Nightshang did not save her account. Min Mo had to enter one of her own small numbers. She found that there were five topics in the popular topic of Weibo related to this matter. Min Mo alone accounted for three.

Gao Gao hung the top topic: # The press conference suddenly burst into flames and the National Goddess is suspected of being ruined! #

Mo: “...”

Which one of you eyes saw me ruin my face!

The second hottest topic is: # Goddess Hang on! The goddess doesn't cry! Tonight we are all the family of the Goddess of Goddess! #

Mo: “...”

Who are you?

Which one of you is my family!

However, it is heartening to note that her latest film, "Spring Wind Once Upon a Time", also took advantage of this heat to the popular topic No. 4. Various old news stories, film and television works, speculative analysis on the Internet are like frying pans. Even years of old graves have been dug up by Internet friends, and the heat festivals have climbed.

The craziest fan, of course.

There are so many red people in the entertainment industry. Almost every one of them has an exclusive certification microblog. Mo Mo is a rare star who doesn't have a personal microblog. Although her company built her a common number, managed by a company assistant, specializing in the latest developments in Express Ink, and a large and small support group set up for her by a strong fan corps, it was not Ink himself and could not accommodate the fanaticism of her fans.

So a bunch of crazy fans rushed into the company's public account, or were concerned about asking what was happening to Min Mo, leaving a message commenting on Ji Fu Ping An, or questioning why the company had not released the relevant information, hiding it until when, or cursing the company for not giving Min Mo the protection he deserved.

And of course, there were a lot of people there who kept leaving messages to the company's public account saying, "I don't want to know anything else! I just wanted to ask if my goddess really ruined her face! Wait online! ”

Countless people up below.

Mo: “...”

Min Mo clicked on her friend Weibo, who looked relatively close within a few circles, and found that their latest comments on Weibo were full of water to ask her news. These people were probably greeted by Lu Qingming. None of them said anything to her for the time being, but each expressed the hope that Min Mo would be all right. The number of comments forwarded below their Weibo saw the wind buoyancy, and the threshold was broken.

If you have friends in circles, you naturally have enemies who die in circles.

Shen Qiang and other Weibo were completely captured overnight by the fans of Ink. Shen Qiang never sent out any Weibo related to Ink. The latest Weibo is an elegant selfie of her afternoon, with black tea, bright sunshine, accompanied by constant acidity that made Ink irritate her teeth and choke her words: “Just want to be a quiet woman. ”

Sumo had to be nauseous and open Shen Xiao's comments. The message from his fans was either: "Quiet woman! Do you know what's happening to my goddess? ”

“No, my goddess is in trouble. You just want to be a quiet woman. Do you have a conscience?" ”

“Oh! Quiet woman! Get out of here!”

Shen Qiao, don't be a strong fan after another day, her fans are naturally also very big. At first glance, Shen Qiang's other microblogs were seized instantly, so she poured in to join the war. Fans on both sides strangled their heads in Shen Qiang's other microblogs and were eager to rush into the screen to do one.

Shen Qing and all the other fans responded: "Huh! All we know is that your goddess has ruined her face! ”

“Oh! All we know is that your goddess has ruined her face! ”

“Oh! All we know is that your goddess has ruined her face! ”

Mo: “...”

This sentence has succeeded in attacking her with demonic penetration.

She turned off Weibo and turned to brush the world.

The gossip and entertainment section of the world has covered one building after another about her, powdering her, hacking her, messing up a pot of porridge, discussing the unprecedented heat. In one of the tallest buildings, her fans are strangling with other fans.

She watched a few pages upset, and she actually saw a post about the Nguyen Nightshade movie review. This is an old post from that time, and probably Nguyen Nightingale's fans were there, so he topped the post.

“Nguyen Nguyen?” Feng Tang Tang watched Mo watch the phone, brush the web page, watch the news, the expression on his face, although it didn't change much, but the aura was especially scary, his heart had been frightened several times.

“Nothing, just see what the internet says about it.” Mo smiled and put the phone down: “It's boring. ”

Feng Tang clapped his hands: “Are you bored? How about another bowl of soup? ”

Mo: “...”

Nguyen Nightingale over there has already seen everything on the tablet that Lu Qingming gave her.

She knew the redness of the ink, but this was the first time she felt the redness of the ink from the bottom of her heart, and after this, the world seemed to be filled with ink for a while.

And nobody knew she was in the hotel.

Nobody discussed her.

It was true that she was angry, but she was relieved to see that the ink was so red and purple.

The corner of Nguyen's mouth was slightly ticked.

Lu Qingming put away the tablet of Nguyen Nightshang and looked at her and said: “Just look at these stories, you don't have to be affected by them, you don't have to worry about any disfigurement, let them talk. The more they say, the better it will be for us, and the more sympathy they will earn. When the time is right, the company will send you an announcement to show up again, and naturally it will be a new round of discussion. ”

Nguyen Nightingale said that he was indeed a high-ranking agent of vampire nature, and that he had a set of tools to play with.

She pretended to be cold and icy, and said indifferently, "I know. It's just boring. ”

Lu Qingming nodded satisfactorily: "Ming Mo, I know you've been doing well in this regard. I'm relieved. ”

Nguyen Nightshade did not speak and his eyes were faint.

It's natural to pretend to be a complete set.