The scumbag movie queen who relied on the paparazzi to get to the top 19

"Zhang Yanran?"

Xihe put down his chopsticks and picked up Cheng Qian's cell phone.

This is a live broadcast platform. Zhang Yanran is live broadcasting in a white dress, with a fairy air, and all the words below are "Ah, fairy sister", "so beautiful, so beautiful"... The number of fans has reached hundreds of thousands.

Not only do you steal the spotlight, but you also start a live broadcast?

You must know that the live broadcast industry is not that new now. It will take two years and the rise of digital animation festivals to really boom the industry. Now most celebrities are clinging to their status and are unwilling to lower their worth to do live broadcasts.

Xihe frowned. Although she could understand, she still found it strange.

This powerful intuition allowed her to avoid countless risks. Xihe decided: "Check it out and see what happened to Zhang Yanran?"

The dog squirmed and opened his eyes helplessly: "What's the matter? What's the fuss about?"

Why do people like live broadcasts? It’s none of your business!

Xihe ignored it, put the phone back into Cheng Qian's hand, and smiled slightly: "Eat, eat."

Cheng Qian:......

She took his phone of course and stuffed it back again. How could this woman be so arrogant?

The restaurant was noisy, everyone was eating, and there were people walking on the street. Xihe was a little slow in eating. When she finished eating, Cheng Qian also finished her meal, and she got up to pay the bill.

"Two copies, right? 68."

The landlady said.

Xihe stared, wondering where to share? When I turned around and saw Cheng Qian, I resigned myself to paying two portions.

People were coming and going on the street. Xihe wandered into a fruit shop and stopped in front of the watermelon stand, not knowing which one to choose. The proprietress came over and patted a few round black watermelons neatly: "This one is sweet!"

When I got it to the cashier, I served it to her directly.

Looking at the big watermelon, remembering that there was no refrigerator at home, Xihe could only ask the boss to cut it in half.

"Take it!"

He turned around and handed it to Cheng Qian, who was following behind him not too far away.

Cheng Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, took it, and shamelessly asked the boss for two spoons.

At night, the street finally became cooler. The two of them walked through the market holding half a watermelon and came downstairs where Xihe lived. They had just finished eating the watermelon and there were no trash cans around. Xihe handed it to Cheng Qian: "Throw away the trash can. "

Cheng Qian put one hand in his pocket and took the watermelon rind with the other, watching her go upstairs.

Turn around and leave.

Walking along the alley to the road, Cheng Qian was about to throw away the watermelon rind when he saw the dogs looking for something to eat.

Cheng Qian thought for a second, then threw it away very coolly.

boom,

Ouch——

The dog howled and turned around, saw Cheng Qian running over with new hatred and old hatred, grinning, barking, barking, barking,

Cheng Qian turned around and ran away.

One person and one dog started a tug-of-war again.

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"The power of faith?"

Xi Heben stopped wiping his hair with his hand.

"right!"

Gouzi flipped through the display and muttered: "Your feeling is correct. The woman was indeed reborn, but in addition to being reborn, she also got a memory that can collect beliefs. I don't know the specific carrier, but Faith… you know.”

Of course Xihe knew that this thing was more of a belief than a kind of mental power.

For example, princes, generals, and great men who have made great contributions and are famous throughout the ages can not only gain faith but also receive countless merits. There are also some people who have paid silently and are not known to everyone, and they have received merits.

Merit is something more advanced than belief.

And the difference between faith and belief is like the difference between true God and false God.