Sure enough, some people want to die and turn the topic to gossip.

"Maybe you misunderstood it." The blacker the drawing, the higher the means.

Gu Qianmeng said, darkening his eyes again. "What I can do is to work hard and write better scripts in return for everyone..."

Before the sound stopped, Gu Qianmeng's mobile phone suddenly shook.

First she was stunned, then she went on to say, "The script is, according to the line of youth literature..."

The mobile phone continued to shake, Gu Qianmeng was a little distracted, because she secretly saw that it was Qiye calling.

A pair of big hands appeared when we changed from hesitating...