"Tsk, tsk, some people want to chase Long Ze, so let's chase them openly and honestly. None of us will laugh at them. But if you chase Long Ze, just chase Long Ze. If you use us as backers, then there will be a few people who step on you.
What do you mean? Do you think we are easy to bully?" Fan Ying, the third female lead, was unhappy, folded her arms and snorted coldly.
As soon as Fan Ying spoke, the second female lead who was in contact with Long Ze also spoke. She and Zhang Feiyue rolled their eyes, looked at Long Ze with a half-smile, and said deliberately in a long voice: "Oh...
Long Ze, what should I do? I only have my own ideas when I get along with you, I want to take advantage of you."
"No, I didn't tell you what you meant. Why are you reacting so loudly?" Zhang Feiyue stared at Fan Ying, his momentum not weak at all.
In this drama, except for the heroine, she dares to mess with everyone else. Because their traffic resources are similar, no one is worse than the other.
Fan Ying laughed angrily when Zhang Feiyue said this. She clapped gently and said to Zhang Feiyue: "Oh, yes, our reaction is great. What about you? If you don't feel guilty, what does your reaction mean?"
"I...I...I just want you to know that I'm not talking about you! Don't use me for the intrigues in the entertainment industry, it's useless!" Zhang Feiyue raised his voice.
Sometimes the more guilty a person is, the louder the sound will be. Zhan Fengling also knows this. She looked at Zhang Feiyue, shook her head slightly, and at the same time looked at Long Ze.
There is a smile in the corner of Zhan Fengling's eyes, and there is a sentence written on his face: Look, the place where you are is the Shura Field.
It was a feeling of schadenfreude.
Long Ze's eyes flashed and he blinked at Zhan Fengling, his face saying: Okay, now I'll drag you into jumping into the pit with me.
Zhan Fengling opened his eyes wide and puffed out his cheeks.
Don't, good senior, don't cause trouble for her by doing nothing.
But Long Ze has already thought about it. He needs a shield now, and Zhan Feng Chime is very suitable.
"Everyone, please stop arguing. It's inappropriate to argue over me." Long Ze smiled, looked at Fan Ying, and then at Zhang Feiyue. There was a gentle light between his brows, which was particularly charming.
Zhang Feiyue liked him originally, but now that he saw this look, his eyes twinkled, and his eyes were full of obsession with him.
"Long Ze, I didn't quarrel. I... I just want to ask you if you want to think about it?" Zhang Feiyue asked.
"I'm sorry." Long Ze bowed like an elegant gentleman, "I can't accept your kindness."
"Why?" Zhang Feiyue's eyes turned red.
Wasn't she clear enough? Wasn't that enough?
Generally male artists would accept it, especially since she is a girl.
"Are you stupid? People will accept what you say?" Fan Ying couldn't help laughing sarcastically. She shook her head and said, "I've seen pretentious and unintelligent people, but this is the first time I've seen you like this. That's right.
It seems like you don’t have any brains at all. People have made it clear. If you don’t accept it, why are you still asking so many reasons? Why, do you think your face doesn’t hurt enough and you have to be slapped hard to wake you up?
"
When Zhang Feiyue heard this, her face turned red with anger, the same color as pig liver. She gritted her teeth tightly, turned her head, clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice: "Fan Ying, are you sincere?"
Are you looking for trouble? I'm talking to Long Ze, what's the matter with you? You must make trouble for me, do you want to treat me as my rival?"