Chapter 491

Tao Xianxian led Li Qingzhuo in quickly.

Li Qingzhuo was confused. He didn't expect to appear backstage in the Spring Festival Gala one day. It was a magical experience.

The number of people in the rest room gradually decreased, and the rest were immersed in a tense atmosphere. No one had the leisure to pay attention to the mirror.

Zheng Qing saw Li Qingzhuo sitting lazily and suddenly straightened his back.

Mingjing handed the thermos cup to Li Qingzhuo: "first, take it to test the ingredients in the water and issue a paper report. Second, call the police, investigate and monitor the scene. Third, block the information before the results come out."

She looked up at Li Qingzhuo: "lawyer Li, please."

Li Qingzhuo suddenly realized something, and his expression became solemn: "please rest assured, Miss ran, I will deal with this matter."

Tao Xianxian also reacted at this time, staring at the water cup in Li Qingzhuo's hand: "how can this..."

How did miss find out? This is terrible.

Li Qingzhuo went over and made a phone call. He returned and said, "I've contacted the police and I'm on my way."

Zheng Qing snapped the eyebrow pencil: "let me know who did it. I peeled her skin."

At 8:30, the staff came in to remind Mingjing that it was time to wait.

The staff glanced at Li Qingzhuo and felt that the man was green eyed and dressed in suits. At first glance, he was not an ordinary person, so he couldn't help looking more.

The bright mirror Shi ran got up and stroked the skirt. Under the light, the silver lines embroidered on the skirt glowed like the silver waves of moonlight on the sea.

When waiting, Deng Yang secretly approached the mirror with a small face as pale as snow: "sister, I'm a little nervous."

The mirror touched his hand. It was cold.

"My sister teaches you a Scripture. You recite it in your heart. Over time, you won't be nervous."

Deng Yang has a studious face.

The mirror noticed a line of sight, raised his head and met it unexpectedly.

The other party smiled calmly, his lips opened and closed, and the mirror understood the lip language.

He said, "come on."

The appearance time of Qu Feitai is at 9:30, separated by a sketch from the program of Spiegel.

He was wearing a red leather coat, black trousers and boots tied to his lower legs, which made his legs more straight and slender. He dressed up very cool.

The soft hair has been combed into a middle part, which has a bit of Hong Kong style. It also shows that the jaw lines are smooth, firm and full of hormones.

His face was painted with stage makeup, with a slight hook at the end of his eyes and a few star sequins, which reflected his eyes as deep as the sea.

He didn't know how many people were watching him.

She doesn't know how many people are watching her.

Two people across the sea of people, is how many people's eyes, equal scenery.

At nine o'clock sharp, the mirror stepped on the stage.

Hundreds of millions of viewers in front of the TV, whether playing mobile phones, playing mahjong or playing in downtown blocks, all look at the screen at this moment.

——Ah, ah, there is really a mirror. Killing people by virtue of their beauty is amazing.

——Did you make up? I always feel different from the usual mirror. I have a decisive temperament. It seems that I will be killed in the next moment... Relying on the United States to commit murder.

——The skirt on my wife is really beautiful. Go with the same style of a treasure.

——The voice is excellent, the enunciation is clear, and it is stronger than the actors. It seems that it has its own reverberation, which is simply audio-visual enjoyment.

——Well said. Did she write the manuscript herself? The literary talent is amazing.

Old lady Bo listened to the voice and subconsciously grabbed Bo Lianye's arm.

Bo Lianye looked at old lady Bo in surprise: "grandma, what's the matter?"

The thin old lady frowned and murmured, "this voice..."

"What happened to the sound?"

Mrs. Bo shook her head until the end of the program. She asked, "what's her name?"

Thin lotus leaf pursed her lips. She didn't understand why grandma asked the mirror alone. She felt uncomfortable at the bottom of her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.

"Her name is Mingjing." Bo YuXun whispered.

Old lady Bo murmured, "Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a platform. She has a fate with my Buddha."

Bo Lianye and Bo YuXun looked at old lady Bo in shock at the same time.

Bo YuXun unconsciously took a smile on his face, "mother, why do you say this?"

Mrs. Bo shook her head and turned a string of Buddha beads between her fingers, which she had worn on her body for more than 30 years.

In a detention center in Jiangzhou, Zhao Zhen, Li Jiaojiao and Ren Jiajia mingled with a group of female prisoners and watched the Spring Festival Gala.

When the mirror came out, all the female prisoners couldn't help sighing.

Zhao Zhen stared at the perfect face in the TV with a gloomy face. Her fingernails pulled the palm of her hand, and she didn't feel it when it was bleeding.

She lived in prison, and she appeared brightly on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, receiving everyone's worship and envy.

For what?

At this moment, strong reluctance and resentment hit her brain and made her chest rise and fall rapidly.

"Vomit" a mouthful of blood gushed out and fell to the ground in Li Jiaojiao's frightened sight.

Mingjing, you and I are sworn against each other.

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A ward in Jiangzhou.

The sound of breaking up and breaking things came. The nurse on duty watched the Spring Festival Gala on the flat side, and Tucao aside: "404 of the patients make complaints about it again. I don't think she should be in the Department of nephrology. It's time to go to the psychiatric department. It's strange to live long enough to live long."

Another nurse on duty tilted her mouth and pointed to the beautiful girl on the tablet: "jealousy makes people crazy."

What kind of patient 404 is, the whole building has been spread.

The culprit who slandered Mingjing should be serving her sentence in prison at the moment if she didn't rely on the advantages of minors and got a terminal illness.

The next bed has been discharged, and Zhu Xiangxiang is the only one left in the ward.

Her beautiful hair has gradually fallen off because of chemotherapy, and a large number of her hair has been caught. Her face is pale and haggard, her eyes are tired and vicious, and her generous patient clothes make her look like a wandering ghost.

Zhu Xiangxiang grabbed the bench and smashed it at the TV. The TV screen suddenly spent, and the girl's beautiful face on the screen became distorted.

Zhu Xiangxiang laughed like a madman.

——

After Huaiqing fell to the ground, Bo Yujiang went up and kicked her. Her strength didn't recover much. The strength of this foot was not enough, which was almost like scratching.

Bo Yujiang looked at the clock on the wall and the time came to eight o'clock.

Bo Yujiang didn't stay much and stumbled away from Bo's house.

After Bo Yujiang left, Huaiqing suddenly sat up, rubbed her back neck, turned out her mobile phone and dialed a phone.

"Officer Li, the man has left."

Bo Yujiang left Bo's house and walked for a long time before she came to the street. She rushed into the road. A rushing car almost hit her. She fell down on the zebra crossing. The driver shouted, "don't you want to die? Hurry to reincarnate."

Bo Yujiang got up, shook his hand and showed a dagger between his fingers.

When she came to the driver's seat, the dagger suddenly approached the driver's neck. The driver stared in horror. In front of her eyes were a pair of calm and excessive eyes of a woman.

"Get out of the way."

The driver quickly raised his hands and obediently climbed to the co pilot.

Bo Yujiang opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. He threatened the driver with a dagger in his right hand and the steering wheel in his left hand. The car rushed into the traffic flow.

Not far away, a black car calmly followed behind the car, always keeping a short distance.

Bo Yujiang has only one crazy idea in his mind at the moment.

She's going to destroy Bo's family and Bo YuXun.

The car passes through the downtown area. Tonight is new year's Eve. There are colorful lights and neon lights everywhere in the streets, but few people are seen. The streets are not desolate.

The car suddenly stopped, the driver's eyes turned, and then a faint light saw the words of the family courtyard of Huaqing University.

The woman next to suddenly got out of the car and stumbled into the community.

The driver shivered, his fingers trembled, took out his mobile phone and shivered to dial 110.

He suddenly hung up. No, it's better to have one more thing than one less thing. Anyway, he has no loss. If he provokes the police, he won't want to go home tonight.

On New Year's Eve, he wanted to spend it with his family.

Thinking like this, the driver can only admit bad luck and restart the car to leave.

The family home is very quiet. Every family stays at home to watch the Spring Festival Gala, or they get together to play mahjong. They don't see anyone all the way.

Thin jade ginger clapped the door of a house.

The door opened and a man in a white sweater appeared at the door. On the bridge of his nose, Phnom Penh glasses made the man more gentle and elegant.

Seeing the woman standing at the door, Liu Xiangyue frowned, "ah Jiang?"