Cannon Fodder Fake Master Was Stunned After Being Reborn

"Last time regrets, this time I will stand to the end!"

"Don't worry every year, we will always be your backing~"

Looking through the comments one by one, Jian Xingsui looked at it and saw the sincere comfort and encouragement of some fans. His nose suddenly became sour, and his heart was hot. He never thought that one day he could get the support of others. And love, just feel ashamed.

Wang Meican said next to him, "So do you understand, if you lose the election, if you don't work hard, you will fail many people's hearts."

Jian Xingsui's eyes gradually firmed, he nodded: "I will work hard!"

Wang Meican showed a satisfied smile.

Who knows, I heard Jian Xingsui say in the next second: "I have to find my trumpet, and then vote for myself."

"..."

The broker fell silent.

Wang Meican felt that the child might be a little weak, so he had no choice but to say: "The difference between this vote and the two votes is not much, I think you can edit a Weibo, and then send it out. In the first place, it is to send a selfie to the fans. As a benefit, and secondly, it is more beneficial to brush up on the popularity.”

Jian Xingsui was sitting on the sofa, her whole body froze when she heard the selfie.

Wang Meican asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Jian Xingsui replied with some embarrassment: "I... I'm not very good at taking selfies."

Wang Meican felt that as an artist, he must have some skills, so he said, "Then why don't you just take a picture here and let me see."

Of course, Jian Xingsui would not let the agent lose face, so in front of Wang Meican, he picked up his mobile phone and opened the front camera, and then compared with the camera with his hands.

Wang Meican: "..."

She answered with Jian Xingsui's questioning eyes, "Let's put it this way, I stopped using this gesture ten years ago."

Jian Xingsui wanted to cry without tears.

The two were talking, and Fu Jinxiao, who happened to be upstairs after the meeting, came back. The actor was wearing a more casual black uniform today, which was different from what he wore on the show before. The actor who was wearing privately was usually a famous brand. High-definition, black sweater close-fitting, light coffee-colored windbreaker makes people look a little more elegant and easy-going, hair is not styled, but has a unique sexy and handsome.

Fu Jinxiao came in and said, "Finished?"

Wang Meican saw that this man had a kung fu and said, "Suisui can't take selfies. I want him to post a selfie on Weibo, but he's not very good. I'm trying to find a photographer."

Fu Jinxiao glanced at the restrained child on the sofa.

Jian Xingsui was embarrassed in front of her idol, even more ashamed, her face was stained with a blush, and she looked at Fu Jinxiao with a pitiful look in her eyes.

Fu Jinxiao raised his eyebrows, leaning on the sofa to look at him in his spare time: "Do you want to take a selfie?"

Jian Xingsui replied softly.

"Come on, let me take pictures for you." Fu Jinxiao reached out and asked him for a cell phone.

Jian Xingsui was stunned.

Fu Jinxiao half bent over and smiled: "Don't believe me?"

Jian Xingsui quickly shook his head: "No, no!"

He just didn't expect that one day, Fu Jinxiao would actually take a picture of him, it was like a dream, unbelievable.

Fu Jinxiao took over the phone, looked at Jian Xingsui again and said, "You can't sit still, you need to pose for photos."

Jian Xingsui stretched out her hand stiffly, and compared her again.

The corners of Fu Jinxiao's mouth rose involuntarily. He found that Jian Xingsui was simply a treasure boy. Every time he met, no matter what he did, he could make himself feel happy.

When Jian Xingsui met Fu Jinxiao's smiling eyes, she was also embarrassed and put down her hands crampedly, at a loss.

Fu Jinxiao knew that he was nervous, so he put down his phone and walked in front of him, and began to straighten his posture in person. The man's wide palm was warm, he held Jian Xingsui's arm to let him put it down, and took the book from the table next to him. The book let Jian Xingsui open it and straighten his hand, so the distance between the two of them is very close, so close that Jian Xingsui can smell Fu Jinxiao's good-smelling body fragrance, which is leisurely and elegant.

His heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and his whole body was a little stiff. Let Fu Jinxiao approach him to pose for him, and his head seemed to have crashed and could not operate.

Fu Jinxiao's voice resounded from his ears again: "Jian Xingsui."

Jian Xingsui was stunned for a moment, then returned to his senses, and then asked Ai Ai, "Mr. Fu?"

"Okay, you." Fu Jinxiao half-joked: "It's the first time I've worked as a cameraman for someone else. I've already worked here for you. Do you still have time to wander?"

Jian Xingsui blushed and explained angrily, "No, I didn't mean to..."

Poor little poor.

The sunlight outside the building fell on the inside of the house, and the young man sitting on the chair was covered with a golden afterglow on his shoulders. When watching, there will be a sense of his whole world, the beginning of love and love.

Fu Jinxiao said, "Smile."

Jian Xingsui looked at him with a shy smile.

The "click" of the mobile phone fell, recording the first photo in Fenghua Entertainment's office in the late afternoon, and also the first commemorative photo that Jian Xingsui, as a Fenghua artist, was left with.

After the photo was taken, Fu Jinxiao glanced at the photo in his hand, shy and timid, very handsome, no one would be tempted to look at it, this photo can't be said to be bad, it's simply too good, I'm afraid it will trigger Come out hot.