"Do you know? A few years ago, Sanye took us back from Japan on his own flight. After I got off the plane, I kept thinking, I went to the same school, even the same major, the same academic qualifications, the same age, my family is not very poor, and I am not shameful, but why, he only has you in his eyes? Later, he was sure that you really have a special relationship, and I often wondered, if I was better than you, even a little bit, would he let him look at me more?... Three years ago, I just went to the TV station for an internship, and finally had the opportunity to interview him alone, but when you passed, his whole thoughts were on you again... Later, when he was having dinner, he invited me to go upstairs for a visit alone, I knew, but it was all to anger you. You fainted outside the hotel, and he ran out immediately..."

After a pause, his eyes were lost for a moment, and he became firm again:

"Anyway, I just want to see if I am more dazzling than you in this industry, will he look at me more? Even if I can never replace you and can never become the person around him for a lifetime. I also want to tell him that I am much better than you, and the woman he likes, but that's the case."

Speaking of this, the sound suddenly became cooler several times:

"...So, sorry, Shu Ge, yes, it's me who reported you. But so what, I'm telling the truth, this is what you told me in person. You have been stimulated to be hospitalized and have lost your memory because of your brother's death. I didn't slander you. Even if you talk to the judges, you can't change this fact. You were hospitalized three years ago and have often gone to Nie's psychological studio in recent years. I sent people to find out the evidence and submitted it to the judges. In your case, I don't think it's suitable to continue to stay in the press, and it's even less suitable to be shortlisted for the Golden Magpie Award."

Shu Ge stood there and couldn't speak for a moment.

I don’t know if it’s anger, or I sigh that Lu Xiaomian’s thoughts about Fu Nanting can be hidden for so long and so deep.

Over the years, there have been many women who have been making trouble with him for Fu Nanting.

He is sharp and unruly, and everything is written on his face like a warm and singular.

First suppress and then raise, soft outside and dangerous inside, as if relaxed and swaying.

Lu Xiaomian, however, was like a rusty blunt knife that looked inconspicuous, but it made people even more unpredictable.

When cutting the flesh, it doesn’t hurt, but it’s a little bit, and it’s always continuous.

Perhaps when Lu Xiaomian saw Fu Nanting, she began to regard herself as an imaginary enemy.

After several years of growth and sprouting, the name Fu Nanting has probably become Lu Xiaomian's obsession.

So her lifelong dream is to surpass herself everywhere.

And she actually regarded Lu Xiaomian as an old classmate, and told her about her privacy of amnesia.

People have long regarded themselves as competitors and wish they could stomp themselves to death eight hundred times a day.

"As an old classmate, my suggestion is that you voluntarily withdraw from the Golden Que Award, so that you may be able to protect your face in front of the judges," Lu Xiaomian said, so she stopped going around in circles, and whispered softly: "If you insist on fighting with me, then I am afraid that you will lose your memory when you have mental problems and have no memory. I know that the Third Master can cover it up for you, but Shu Ge, you and I are all in the media, and we all know that it is an information world, which can be hidden for a while, and if it is passed on to the outside world, you may not even be able to do the anchor."
Chapter completed!