Chapter 223 So My Tea Appreciation Ability Is So Weak

One word awakens the dreamer.

Who doesn't care about their looks?

All entertainers, all boys and girls, people who love beauty... No one wants to be photographed ugly in front of the camera, and he doesn't want to be mentioned about his ugly side.

What's more, the necessity of talking about people behind their backs is already open to question.

The barrage had questioned Xia Bohe's fact that she had no friends just now, but was instantly reversed by such a reminder.

Especially when Zhen Shasha didn't seem to comprehend it, and when she was photographed with an unhappy face because she was blocked, the bullet screen exploded.

【Oh my God, I'm really too tender! Seeing this, I realized that Zhen Shasha was very rude! On the other hand, the little beauty, she speaks very decently and protects her classmates very much. 】

[I just thought it was strange that she was disfigured, and she was still talking about it in front of the camera, talking shit! Is Zhen Shasha low in emotional intelligence, or is she not good at everyday life? 】

[Comparing my heart to my heart, if I have acne, I don’t like being talked about behind my back that I am ugly, let alone disfigured? ? 】

[If I turn into a pig-headed face, and my classmates talk about how ugly and pitiful I am on variety shows, and if so many people see me, I will dig out three rooms and one living room with my toes in embarrassment! 】

[I was wrong, I just said that National Sister is not suitable to be friends in reality. I kneel! I was slapped in the face! A friend like her, give me a dozen! 】

[Hey, Sister Sasha, as a fan, it's hard for me to help you out. Why do you want to do this? 】

[Suffocation, it turns out that my ability to appreciate tea is so weak. 】

Looking at these bullet screens, Ke Youbin breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly gave a thumbs up.

Meanwhile, Li Qiang, Zhen Shasha's manager, turned pale anxiously, "Mr. Ke, Shasha and Miss Xia are both Chongyi's own, so there's no need for the two fans to pinch each other."

Ke Youbin's peachy eyes flashed, "Fighting? You mean your 10 million fans and my 60,000 fans? Oh, now, the fans who just became 150,000 are fighting against each other? Heh."

The corner of Li Qiang's mouth twitched.

Most of those who scolded Sasha on the barrage were passers-by.

With her inappropriate behavior, not only did she fail to win fans from passers-by, but she also pushed all fans of passers-by to Xia Bohe, a newcomer!

Back and forth, the bullet screen is now full of words to be friends with the national sister...

asphyxia.

Taking advantage of the gap between packing up after dinner, Li Qiang secretly called Zhen Shasha to the corner, "Sister, don't fight with others, let's do our own thing. Come according to the plan."

Zhen Shasha took a peek at the barrage, and realized that she was too impatient and superfluous.

She gritted her teeth, "Got it."

But when she was about to return to the camera, she was blocked by the long legs of a photographer who was wrapped airtightly. She was about to avoid it, but the other party sneered and hummed in her ears.

Zhen Shasha: "?!"

How dare a little photographer do this? !

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And in the double-storey red-tiled house in the suburbs of Nancheng, You Xinji, who had just been asked to water the flowers and plants, quickly glanced at the grandmother who was on the recliner and was about to close her eyes for a nap, and tiptoed out, not forgetting to secretly put her phone bring.

"I don't know what's going on. Sister Sasha should be able to suppress her limelight, so let her see how powerful she is?"

You Xinji covered her masked face, feeling a little burning again.

Her face was swollen the second day after she came to Nancheng, probably because she was allergic to insect bites, but grandma said that she had an evil wind entering her body, and there were toxins in her body, and now it just broke out.

In the past few days, she applied herbal medicine on her face and drank the extremely bitter traditional Chinese medicine three times a day, but she still didn't feel better.

Grandma told her not to look at her phone, otherwise her face would not be cured.

You Xinji sighed, wondering whether she should go back to Jiangcheng to see a professional doctor, because grandma is not reliable at all.

While thinking about it, she finally reached the area with the strongest signal, and finally successfully logged into the video website and clicked on "The Farmland Is A Little Sweet".

'Do you know You Xinji? I heard that she has a terrible thing on her face...it seems to have a mole, and her face is swollen...'

You Xinji: "???"