I Rely on Cultivating Immortals To Spread All Over the World

Chapter 611



Chapter 611

The shooting scene of this meeting is also just indoors, with elders sitting on it.

Nanyue stood in the middle of the hall with firm and clear eyes. It was really a play that didn't feel like kneeling later. How hard it was to accept.

Wu Xiaodie walks into such an antique scene, and her momentum changes a little with her steps. When she takes her seat directly above, the whole person seems to have changed into the high gate mistress written in the script.

She glanced at Nanyue faintly. Instead of half appreciation, she was more disgusted.

Such a girl, after entering the entertainment industry, still doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. It's just to let her taste the dangers of people's hearts, smooth those edges and corners, and know what kind of people can't be provoked.

At the moment, she didn't forget her young self. She had such a time.

But it is precisely because we have not forgotten that we are more disgusted with such people.

Just as I hated myself.

The play hasn't started yet, but both of them seem to be in a state. Nie Zihan found a great angle. When he saw it, he couldn't help shouting: "wonderful!"

Ni Jiaming, who is sitting next to him, has seen his mother's previous TV movies, but it's still the first time to watch them on the spot.

This meeting was slightly stunned. After being shouted by Nie Zihan, he returned to God and was ashamed.

Her acting skills are really worthless in front of her mother.

After being ashamed, Ni Jiaming soon comforted herself. Since her mother has come up with ten success forces, it will certainly make South Vietnam unable to take over the play.

And it's a random period. It doesn't take five minutes to recite the lines.

Just now she didn't expect that she would think about it carefully and found that uncle Yin would pick this play, which should not be just an accident.

This meeting also opened a machine to shoot here. Obviously, it cooperated to make a fool of South Vietnam.

No matter whether she can receive the play or not, just watching South Vietnam kneeling like this is enough to make her angry!

Ni Jiaming thought that his body and mind were much more comfortable, holding his chin to see Nanyue.

Nanyue did not take care of Ni Jiaming, but looked at the black butterfly sitting above, and then suddenly smiled.

"Not everyone can stand my kneeling."

“?” Suddenly she heard a voice ringing in her ear. Wu Xiaodie was slightly stunned. She kept looking at South Vietnam and didn't see South Vietnam open her mouth. But the voice was indeed South Vietnam's.

She turned to see others, but found that they all looked as usual and didn't seem to hear anything.

Sure enough, South Vietnam is unusual!

Wu Xiaodie looked at South Vietnam again, and her eyes showed some anger. She was completely sure. On the stage of last year's draft finals, her daughter suddenly lost her voice. It was the ghost of South Vietnam!

There are two days before the boot, the daughter fell that fall, but also with her relationship.

South Vietnam finally showed its anger, but it smiled with leisure, and the light in its eyes flowed, vaguely showing some provocation.

Because the machine is tilted to the two people above, it can just see their faces and eyes clearly.

When Yan Yi saw it, he was stunned subconsciously. It was unclear whether they had entered the play or were still outside the play.

Just as he was about to start shouting, he saw an amazing picture on the monitor——

For some reason, Wu Xiaodie began to sweat on her forehead and tremble all over.

On the other side, South Vietnam has stretched out both hands and slightly lifted the skirt of the costume, ready to kneel down.

"Wait -" Wu Xiaodie stood up on the table with sweat dripping on her smooth forehead, "don't shoot, don't kneel."


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