Bai Youcheng looked gray and whispered: "What the story is said is good. Does it mean that my business is impossible?"

Liao Xuebing lit a cigarette and laughed and said, "***, your thoughts are too simple, how can you be effective if you ask for a visa? It's just for peace of mind. If worshiping Buddha is useful, I will burn incense every day to bless me to make a fortune."

Although Bai Youcheng is not Murong Lanluo's idol, the first time I saw the legendary big star with my own eyes, I was always a little excited. On the stage, Bai Youcheng was charming, or affectionate and charming. Every song and every movie made fans excited and crazy. The big star at the moment was dejected, like a plague-headed chicken, pulling his head and losing all his colors.

Seeing that he was so depressed, Liao Xuebing couldn't bear to pour cold water on him again and thought to himself: "Isn't it just for a girl to ask for feelings? Looking at this man's expression, it seems like he gave his true love but could not get rewards. How could he be in a state of disgrace? It's incredible."

"Mr. Bai, I think you are not only lucky, but also have the peach blossom disaster. If you can escape, it would be easy to talk." Lao Liao finally couldn't help but vent his breath, just like fooling the principal.

Bai Youcheng thought, "You can tell that a group of second-rate female entertainment stars are pestering me to sacrifice themselves all day long. What is this not a peach blossom disaster? But what he said makes sense. If those chicken waves stay away from me, I'm afraid my dear will not be so indifferent to me." Hope rekindled in his heart and asked, "Sir, is there anything else besides this?"

Liao Xuebing said: "I guess the way you pursue is incorrect. Maybe the flowers you fly are not her favorite variety, and it is more likely that she hates others destroying flowers and plants. Or the diamond ring you gave is not big enough and she looks down on it. In short, you have not figured out her real ideas and have not entered her world." A sentence added to your heart: "If you pursue the right path, will you still be rejected? I'm afraid that the two of you will be walking around the streets at this time."

Bai Youcheng took a deep breath, picked up the Longjing tea that the Zhike Monk had just given him and took a sip, and said, "Sir, you are right!" The previous few words said, but the last sentence that really touched Bai Youcheng's heartstrings was the last sentence: "You haven't entered her world." Closed your eyes and murmured, "Yes, she always refuses me thousands of miles away. I always don't understand what she is thinking. Being with her is like a person from two worlds, but I still can't help but want to get close to her."

This guy easily immersed in his emotions, muttered to himself, opened his eyes and saw the bodyguard staring at him with a worried look on his face, and waved his hand: "You go out first, I have something to say to this gentleman."

Liao Xuebing was originally a weird person. He thought this guy was very appetizing, so he said, "You can see that you are a rich man who has never experienced much hard work. To be honest, people like your family don't have to worry about food and clothing, so they naturally don't have to be too sensitive to others. Over time, they become habits and become self-righteous and ignore others' feelings. For example, if you are a hard-working employee who has to survive every day when he lives on his boss's face, then he will definitely practice a kind of thing.

The skills of lower-class civilians: observing the expressions, the boss's eyes, actions, and tone, all have special significance in his opinion. You can also guess whether the boss is in a good or bad mood today, and then formulate how to please the boss." He said in his heart: "I think I can make a living as a salesman and make a living by selling love secrets. There is a principal in front and a fool in the back. The principal has made thousands of dollars. If this guy is too helpless, he will cheat him into tens of thousands of dollars as pocket money."

Bai Youcheng was so dull that he was still confused when he said this, and he said in a daze: "This...so what?"

Murong Lanluo found that the teacher was so handsome that he was so handsome that he shook his hand and said, "Teacher, he is the male star who starred in "Goddess City". Don't you know him?"

Bai Youcheng gently shook his hair. This action was both free and natural, and it also had a charm. In the popular words of young people, it was called "cool". Liao Xuebing was stunned: This person has the temperament of being obsessed with every move, no wonder Chen Younian liked him so much.

Bai Youcheng said: "I seem to understand. Are you saying that I can't get the idea for picking up girls?"

"I'm so stupid. If I have a student like you, I have to kill you. I mean, when you don't have any crisis, you don't have to look at other people's faces, but others look at your faces. So I have developed a habit and always take it for granted when dealing with people. I think it's like that, and I think it's like that. I'm most taboo when pursuing girls."

Bai Youcheng bounced off the chair: "Yes! After hearing what you said, I seem to think so. I am so stupid. No wonder she gave her caviar that day. She ignored me for several days. Actually, I personally like to eat caviar... Sir, I want to start over, I want to start over and pursue her again. Can you teach me?"

"I have a question, you are handsome, handsome, handsome, and rich, young and rich, why can't you catch a girl?"

"Actually, this question is not difficult to answer. I am a star. Fans club has tens of thousands of members, and 80% are women. My charm is not a problem, but the girl I want to pursue is the most perfect woman in the world. Countless people regard her as a goddess, and I am one of them. I don't know how to touch her heart at all."

"What's her name?"

"Murong Bingyu."

Snow! It’s this little boy who looks down on people! What’s the point of being this woman? Look left and right and look nothing except that she has a good face. Is it worthy of being so in love?

Murong Lanluo's heart was full of gossip: the scandal between two super male and female celebrities will be the national headlines as soon as they were told, and they will probably be qualified to show off to Sister Zhihui.

"Xiao Lanluo, let's go out to buy candied haws." Liao Xuebing felt that Bai Youcheng had a bad vision in addition to being a flower-loving maniac.

"Sir, let's go later, you haven't finished your words yet."

"By the way, as a big star, why don't anyone see you slipped out? Go back quickly, otherwise paparazzi will follow you."

"I put on makeup and only let a bodyguard follow me. I changed several cars before I arrived at Dingming Temple. Since we met you, it means we are destined to be. The Buddha said that sincerity will make you feel good. You must teach me how to win Murong Bingyu's heart."

"Sincere, sin." Liao Xuebing said: "Your six senses are not pure, and it is useless to say more."

"Sir, you must have never seen how beautiful Murong Bingyu is, right? There is a charity dinner at the synagogue on the 60th floor of Bandung Building at 10 o'clock in the evening. Miss Bingyu will also attend. I will take you there. If you see it, please give me some advice, right?"

Liao Xuebing was about to shake his head, but Murong Lanluo was already shouting: "There is a charity dinner attended by Murong Bingyu? It's great, teacher, let's go too?"

Bai Youcheng smiled and said, "I have several invitations, but it's useless to keep them. Let's go together? There are also a lot of free sprinklers and food, as well as antiques and art auctions, which are very fun."

Murong Lanluo rubbed against Lao Liao, his chest tightly pressed against his arm, raised his face and showed a pitiful expression and said coquettishly: "Teacher, I want to go... OK..." His voice was extremely coquettish, Lao Liao had no choice but to surrender and said: "Okay, then go, you don't have to make money anyway."

Bai Youcheng suddenly pointed at him and shouted, "You, you, you are the rogue who hugged Miss Bingyu in the concert that day? Why do I say that you always look familiar with me?"

After the Bingyu Ruchao concert was made into a video and spread it to the Internet, the most popular one was the "middle-aged" uncle who was favored by the goddess. Murong Bingyu's loyal fans called him a rogue and regarded him as a public enemy. Bai Youcheng has been pursuing Murong Bingyu, so why didn't he know about this? Seeing Lao Liao's helpless expression, he finally remembered it.

"Hey! The teacher is not a scoundrel!" Murong Lanluo said fiercely.

"Oh, I've seen many people scolding on the Internet, and I'm used to it and say the wrong thing. For some reason, every time I approach Miss Bingyu, I feel ashamed of her elegant, luxurious and pure aura, and I feel ashamed of her and can't say anything. Only you can contact Miss Bingyu so generously and naturally. It's amazing. How much courage does it take! I even think that you are my idol."

Damn, I was like a suicide squad. Lao Liao received a few compliments and said complacently: "Actually, I have a nickname called Love Saint. Don't worry, I have decided on your business. Have you seen it? This is my little girlfriend I just fucked." He reached out and put his hand around Murong Lanluo's waist.

Murong Lanluo was both ashamed and angry, and broke away with him hard: "Who is your girlfriend!"

Bai Youcheng was shocked and said, "Sir, your girlfriend is so beautiful. I really envy you."

Liao Xuebing pulled Murong Lanluo over and hugged him: "I invited her to have a meal when I was visiting the temple fair just now, so she promised to be my girlfriend. How about it? It's enough to prove my identity as a love saint?"

Murong Lanluo couldn't get rid of it, so he stopped fighting. He leaned softly into his arms, his eyes rolling around and didn't know what to think.
Chapter completed!