Chapter 702

Even with Lin Fengtian's feedback, can this play be cut off?

How is it possible?

In the general plot, slap in the face is attractive.

How could it be cut off.

Yan Bingqing's unscrupulous means, she is to understand.

Muxi was so distressed that she only shed tears. She felt a little guilty and felt that it was her own fault. If it wasn't for her, she wouldn't have a grudge with Yan Bingqing.

Ding Ning hurriedly went up and covered with the concealer powder Yan Bingqing's palm print, which was just swollen and red, swollen. She looked at it and felt it hurt.

Gu Xingze stood and watched, his face as cold as dead water.

He slightly wants to step forward, but his eyes are dim, then he goes back to where he was, and he pinches his fist to death.

Lin Fengtian stamped his feet severely, and once again told Yun Shishi, "you must not be distracted this time! Fight for one, OK? "

Cloud poetry nodded.

She knew that Lin Fengtian was worried about her, for fear that she would not be able to cross one, and would have to be slapped more.

The actors are in place.

……

"Hona, long time no see." Cloud poetry stood in place with back hand, eyes smiling, pure face as if years are well.

"Yin Xiachun, why are you back?"

Yan Bingqing enters the role, looks at her with unbelievable eyes, and presses her step by step, almost bleakly saying, "what are you doing back?"

"Can't I come back?" Yunshishi's eyes widened with some consternation. She was puzzled by Yan Bingqing's hostility to linhona. "This is my home. If I don't come back, where can I go?"

"Pa --"

Yan Bingqing slapped her in the face again, or in the same position. The power of this time is even more powerful than that one slap. It's like pouring all over your anger!

She hates!

She hated the pride of yunshishi!

At the thought of being humiliated like her before, Yan Bingqing would like to tear her face to pieces as soon as he saw her light face!

Therefore, there is no need to brew more emotions, and anger will be displayed incisively and vividly.

The power of this slap made yunshishi almost unable to stand up, and her body was shaking. She slapped her hands and one ear was buzzing. At one time, her ears were ringing!

She managed to stand still and raised her head with her face covered. However, she saw Yan Bingqing staring at her directly, but she didn't read her lines for a long time.

For a long time, she suddenly stamped her feet and turned around embarrassed, making a face at Lin Fengtian: "director, I forgot my words."

……

There was a dead silence.

Gu Xingze, in particular, was almost intolerant to the extreme. A handsome face was full of anger, and the cold breath came from him.

This time, all eyes can see clearly.

Yan Bingqing, clearly on purpose.

With this play, it's clear that he wants to put some rules on the new man.

Yang Mi sits on one side, and it's her turn for the next play. But because this play keeps coming back, it's too late for her to go on the stage, and her makeup is mended and mended.

She also saw that Yan Bingqing had ulterior motives.

This is the way she used to teach new people. She didn't miss it.

Lin Fengtian sits in front of the monitor and looks through the lens at the motionless cloud poetry standing in the field.

She stood expressionless in place, eyes very light, very light.

The face is pale and colorless, the other half of the cheek is red and ready to shed blood, and the five finger mark is highlighted again.

The burning pain reminds her of how much Yan Bingqing's strength is.