Chapter 1127: V Is a Tearful Bag Ghost (7)

This scares people, and there is no room for scare.

He Cheng's fame in the V world is probably a super-first-class god.

He dubbed a drama song, and the drama song became popular with that work.

Many people are speculating, some people guess that He Cheng is a rich man who is not bad for money, and some people guess that Cheng Hao is a senior local government official.

Only such a strong identity can support Hecheng's strong and indifferent momentum......

Greatly! I'm going to turn black on you!

[Passerby 1242 has been removed from the room]

Cheng Hao: "Even though it's black, it doesn't matter, I'm not bad at it anyway." ”

He Chengda, who gave you the courage to treat fans like this? Liang Jingru?

Cheng Hao: "Who is Liang Jingru?" Why did I have the courage to give her? ”

Liang Jingru is singing "Courage", He Chengda, you are really cute.

[Passerby 1332 has been banned for 10 minutes]

Cheng Hao: "Sorry, I don't accept any diss. ”

……

This is simply a large-scale powder and depowdering scene.

Xia Ling remembers Cheng Hao in the plot, who is an actor with status and is also very kind to fans.

But now, is the man who scolds fans when he disagrees, drags cool and lets himself go, is it really Cheng Hao?

Cheng Hao is at home and controls the field.

All those who dared to disss him and complain on the public frequency were banned and cleaned up in one minute.

Mourning and stealth, knowing that Cheng Hao has such a temper.

They played in this PIA theater bar, and the establishment of this first guild was not originally intended to make money.

casually Cheng Hao controlled the field for ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, the original number of people in the [Street of Trouble] was more than 7,000, but now it has become more than 5,000.

Many fans of the glass heart were turned black by Cheng Hao's banned fans, and directly took off the vest of [Troublemaking Street], claiming that they would never return to their fans in this life.

In such a large-scale depowdering scene, Xia Ling really saw it.

Fifteen minutes later, the public frequency was quiet again.

Xia Ling's existence was finally remembered.

[Mourning]: "Sister, because of you, our guild is really a river of blood, let's go, let's take a scene together." ”

He laughed and teased, [Stealth] echoed:

"Pikachu, let's see your true strength!"

These two people are simply living treasures, and the originally somewhat cold atmosphere was soothed by their gags.

Xia Ling smiled, and she smiled: "Okay, I'll do my best." ”

[Funeral]: "Quick, He Cheng, other girls are coming to you, then hurry up and pick a book, let's have fun." ”

Sitting behind the computer, the man held the mouse and glanced at the scripts he liked.

He leaned back in his seat, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Listening to the girl's smiling words, Cheng Hao could feel that his ears were very keen, and when the girl spoke, he would spontaneously capture her voice.

It's rare to hear such a comfortable voice, not high, not low, not pretentious, just right.

Recently, his spirit has been particularly bad, but the more uncomfortable he has been in the habit he has developed in the army, the more he can't sleep.

Otherwise, why wouldn't he be sleeping at three or four o'clock now?

In the PIA drama bar, the scripts of [He Cheng] are all supernatural thriller ghost stories.

What kind of feelings, Cheng Hao can't look down on it.

With a smile on his thin lips, Cheng Hao took some provocation and chose the one in the folder, which he put in the innermost.

"One Night Terror"

Anyone who really likes the supernatural will know a magazine called "Strange Stories".

10 more, 2 more ~

(End of chapter)