He Is Warmer Than Time

Gu Jingxing was thinking of excuses with a guilty conscience, and the person under him closed his eyes again. He was probably too tired. He suddenly sighed. This girl is talking in sleep.

Quickly got up, took the quilt and walked out of the room.

If this ignites the fire, you can only digest it by yourself, so let's forget it, or let it go.

At night, in Jiang's house, Jiang Feng's right hand holding a cigarette trembled slightly, as if he looked up at Du Juan in disbelief: "You...what did you say?"

Du Juan looked solemnly: "Shao Tuan has decided to let Song Ran play Fan Lihua."

Jiang Feng slammed the cigarette in his hand: "No...impossible, did you hear it wrong?"

Du Juan was a little apprehensive: "It should...should not go wrong."

Jiang Feng took a cigarette out of the cigarette pack again, lit it tremblingly, and took a sip: "How is it possible? How is it possible? Shao Tuan clearly said that he wanted me to act, and he also clearly said that it was only from attendance. He chose, how can he be unbelievable, I have been working for him for 22 years, and he turned around and betrayed me? Is it true that he only listens to new people laughing, but how can I hear old people cry? How could he treat me this way? "

"Sister Feng, let's forget it this time. We still have a chance in the future. It's not that Song Ran can fly into the sky as Fan Lihua, and it's not that you don't play Fan Lihua and the rivers are going downhill. We still have a chance. She is steady..."

Jiang Feng smashed the teacup beside him, and the crackling sound made Du Juan silent immediately.

Jiang Feng spit out smoke rings, his face was a little unclear, and there was endless hatred in his voice: "I entered the art troupe at the age of twelve. I entered the earliest. What Ruan Qing and Yang Ke, including Li Lan, have not yet entered. At least half of the credit for the brilliance of this cultural troupe is for me. Now, I don’t even give me a role that I want to play. Aren’t they bullying?”

Du Juan only promised: "Yes... But... this is the end of the matter."

Jiang Feng stood up suddenly: "No, I'm going to ask Shao Tuan to make sure."

Du Juan grabbed her: "Sister Feng, you have to think clearly, Shao Tuan doesn't like you like this."

Jiang Feng rushed out regardless, "If you don't ask, I can't swallow this breath."

Jiang Fengchong rushed downstairs and asked the driver to drive her to Shao Tuan's house. Du Juan couldn't hold her in any way, so she could only go to Shao Tuan's house with her.

At 9:30 p.m., Jiang Feng's car stopped in front of Shao Tuan's house. The car was turned off and the door opened. When a babysitter came out to take a look, the loud voice echoed in the yard: "So it's Xiaofeng."

"Is Shao Tuan asleep?"

"Well, I just fell asleep, what's the matter, can I talk about it tomorrow?"

Jiang Feng has completely lost her mind. Seeing the nanny stop her, she only feels that everyone is bullying her and doesn't put her in their eyes. She coldly said: "You start me up, you want to stop me. Now? I have something to talk to Shao Tuan."

The nanny suddenly became anxious: "Shao Tuan is asleep, Xiaofeng, don't be like this."

Jiang Feng raised his voice and screamed: "Even you are deceiving me? Which onion are you counting? Get out of me!"

Du Juan was frightened and wanted to reach out to her, but Jiang Feng pushed her away: "Which side are you standing? Who are you helping?"

She was crazy, she could not compare to a newcomer who had been in the art troupe for less than a year.

Thinking of her Jiang Feng, she joined the art troupe at the age of twelve, and she played the lead role after seven years of hard work, and she worked hard for twenty-two years, why? Can't even compare to a newcomer?