Hitting Up The Big Leagues with a Tea Personality

223 It turns out that my tea-appraising ability is so weak (1)

His words woke him up from his dream.

Who didn’t care about their appearance?

As long as it was an artiste, as long as it was a young boy or girl, as long as it was a person who loved beauty ... No one wanted to be photographed in an ugly state in front of the camera, and no one wanted to be mentioned about their ugly side.

Moreover, the necessity of discussing people behind their backs was open to discussion.

The bullet comments that doubted that Xia Bo had no friends in reality were instantly reversed by this reminder.

Especially when Zhen Shasha, who seemed to have not understood what was going on, was captured on camera with an unhappy expression on her face. When the video was played, the bullet screen exploded.

[ Oh my God, I’m too inexperienced! ] When I saw this, I realized that Zhen Shasha was very rude! [ on the other hand, the little beauty speaks very well and is very protective of her classmates. ]

[ I thought it was strange just now. She was disfigured, but she was still talking about it in front of the camera. What the hell was she talking about?! [ does Zhen Shasha have a low EQ or a bad character? ]

[ put yourself in my shoes. Even if I had pimples, I wouldn’t like people talking behind my back about how ugly I am, let alone disfigured?? ]

[ if I had a pig’s face and my classmates were still talking about how ugly and pitiful I was on variety shows, and so many people saw me, I would be so embarrassed that I would use my toes to dig out a three-bedroom apartment! ]

[ I was wrong. I actually said that the National sister is not suitable to be friends in real life. I’ll kneel! I was slapped in the face! [ give me a dozen friends like her! ]

[ sigh, sister Shasha, as a fan, it’s hard for me to help you. [ why are you doing this? ]

[ I’m suffocating. I didn’t know that my tea appreciation ability was so weak. ]

Looking at the comments, ke youbin heaved a sigh of relief and secretly gave a thumbs up.

Beside them, Zhen Shasha’s manager, Li Qiang, turned pale with anxiety. Mrs. Ke, Shasha and miss Xia are both on chongyi’s side. There’s no need to let their fans fight each other.

Ke youbin’s peach blossom eyes flickered. You mean your 10 million fans and my 60 thousand fans? Oh, now, it had just become a battle between 150000 fans? Oh.”

Li Qiang’s mouth twitched.

Most of the people who scolded Shasha were passersby.

Not only did she fail to win some random fans for herself, but she also pushed them all to the newbie Xia Bo!

Back and forth, the bullet screen was now full of words about wanting to be friends with the National sister ...

Suffocating.

While packing up after dinner, Li Qiang secretly called Zhen Shasha to a corner, “sister, don’t get into a conflict with others. Let’s do our own thing. Let’s follow the plan.”

Zhen Shasha peeked at the bullet screen and realized that she had been too anxious and overdone it.

She gritted her teeth. I know.

But just as she was about to return to the camera, she was blocked by the long legs of a photographer who was wrapped up tightly. She was about to avoid him, but the other party sneered and hummed in her ears.

Zhen Shasha was confused.

How dare a small-time photographer do this?

*

In the red-roofed double-story house in the suburbs of Nancheng, you xinxuan, who had just been asked to water the flowers and plants, quickly glanced at her grandmother, who was lying on the recliner and about to close her eyes to take a nap. She tiptoed out, not forgetting to secretly bring her phone along.

“I wonder how it is. Senior Shasha should be able to suppress her and show her some power, right?”

You xintong covered her face that was covered with a mask and felt that it was burning.

Her face was swollen on the second day of her arrival in South City. She was probably allergic to insects, but her grandmother said that it was an evil wind that entered her body and that there was poison in her body. Now, it was just an outbreak.

For the past few days, she had applied herbal medicine on her face and drank three meals of bitter Chinese medicine every day, but she still did not feel any better.

Her grandmother told her not to look at her phone, or else her face would not be cured.

You xintong sighed and thought that she should go back to Jiang city to find a professional doctor. Grandma was not reliable at all.

While she was thinking, she finally reached the area with the strongest signal and successfully logged into the video website, clicking into ” farmland is a little sweet.

“Do you know you Xinfeng? I heard that she had something scary on her face ... I think she has a mole on her face, and it’s all swollen ...’

You xintong: “??? ”