Bai Yangyang is the helmsman of the Bai family and is also the girlfriend of Zhan Ye.

There shouldn't be a shortage of money.

Bai Yangyang shook his head and tore off the mask, "It's okay."

Zhang Rou was stunned for a moment, smelled the mask, with a faint fruity smell, no inferior flavor, and was very good.

Zhang Rou's family is average, and it is already very laborious to be able to help her learn and perform.

Because of this, she spent a lot of energy on studying.

As a result, he ignored the maintenance in life and was ridiculed by his roommates a lot. Later, Zhang Rou made a decision to start learning maintenance and gained a little understanding of skin care products.

This smells like...her face mask?

The mask she used was very effective and the price was average.

Before, she was in the dormitory, and she was embarrassed to take it out.

Because hers is the cheapest.

Everyone else is big-name luxury goods.

"You are different from others." Zhang Rou sighed.

Bai Yangyang had a facial mask on his face, and his expression was not visible, and his voice was mixed with a smile: "Where is it unusual?"

"That's right, ordinary daughters use very expensive things..."

"The expensive ones are not necessarily good, but the ones that suit you are the best."

"Ha, expensive things are not necessarily good, but good things are necessarily expensive."

The sarcasm fell, and Consin walked in with a sarcasm.

"Bai Yangyang, I heard before that you are from the countryside, so you should be willing to use these things now, right?"

"After all, I came from the countryside. No matter how much money I have, I still can't get on the table!"

Bai Yangyang leaned in his position and raised his eyes lightly: "Born of beauty, you don't need too many skin care products."

She paused, took off her mask, and gently stroked the essence in her palm: "Miss Kang, you should know a lot about these, right?"

Consin has a black face: "..."

"After all, the foundation is so bad. If you don't take good care of your skin, how can you put it on the table?"

The bright mockery fell into Kang Xing's ears, and Kang Xing's angry face changed: "Bai Yangyang, are you deliberately mocking me?"

Bai Yangyang quickly flashed a hint of crampage: "You're smart, you can hear it."

After saying that, she got up and went to the bathroom.

Consin stood there, his face blushed with anger.

Bai Yangyang's words are so ugly!

She looks good, but her skin is not good, so she spends a lot of effort on maintenance.

In order to show that I am naturally beautiful, I often say that I don’t use cosmetics, and even the same thing I said before participating in the competition.

Now, Bai Yangyang has exposed this matter, and I feel so uncomfortable.

Zhang Rou silently picked up the toiletries and went to the bathroom.

Bai Yangyang stood in front of the mirror and wiped his cheeks carefully.

Zhang Rou came over and said, "Yangyang, your words are so cruel that Kang Xing is so angry that his face is dark."

Bai Yangyang tugged the corners of his mouth, is this a poisonous tongue?

"Take a good shower, I'll go back first."

Bai Yangyang returned to the dormitory, and Lu Huan came back.

Consin sat on the bed with a straight face, and Lu Huan lowered his head to write lyrics.

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes and saw that it was Bai Yangyang: "I heard that you and Zhang Rou are in the acting troupe. How do you feel on the first day?"

"It's pretty good, where are you?"

Lu Huan likes singing more, but this time he still chose a vocal class.

"This time I plan to use my original works to participate in the rematch, so..." Lu Huan pointed to the lyrics book in his hand: "I'm writing lyrics."

Bai Yangyang leaned over and took a look at the lyrics.

Lu Huan is a typical talented player, and he is very good at making words and sentences.

Simple lyrics, as if they contain infinite energy, come in an instant.

Bai Yangyang swept the lap: "Come on the rematch."

When Kang Xing heard this, he thought Bai Yangyang was talking to him: "Bai Yangyang, why are you pretending? Lu Huan entered the finals, and you will sit in the audience and applaud?"

They are all competitors, as for cheering them up?

Bai Yangyang's eyes were deep and he looked at Kang Xing: "I won't sit in the audience and applaud, but you can."

Consin: "…"

Bai Yangyang retreated and went to bed to rest.

Consin spat hard and left with toiletries.

In the next week, Bai Yangyang devoted almost all his time to rehearsals.

On the eve of the rematch.

Inside the yo entertainment office.

All the information of Bai Yangyang was placed in front of Feng Shuo: "Mr. Feng, Miss Bai is indeed the daughter of that person. It is said that she is good at forbearance and cruel and ruthless, and sent Bai Zhenghuai to prison."

Feng Shuo looked through the information and looked cold: "Yes."

"Ms. Bai grew up in Crescent Spring Village before, and Miss Mo has passed away for many years."

Feng Shuo's eyes drooped, "I understand."

"According to the current investigation, it seems that Miss Mo did not marry voluntarily..."

"Okay, you go down first."

Feng Shuo interrupted him and waved his hand.

The assistant dared not speak anymore and left.

Feng Shuo sat at the table and looked down and could see all the information about Bai Yangyang.

He rubbed the face on the information, and there was a bit of trance in front of him.

I don't know how long it took, but the knock on the door sounded.

Feng Shuo picked up the information and put it in the drawer, and said loudly: "Come in."

Old Mrs. Feng came in with a cane, her eyes full of displeasure.

Feng Shuo immediately stood up: "Mom, why are you here?"

"Do you still know me, my mother?"

Old Mrs. Feng snorted with a calm face: "I thought you didn't have a mother!"

Her son is good everywhere, he works all day long, just like a working machine.

Feng Shuo sat down with the old lady: "Mom, you know, it's a critical period recently, and I need work."

Old Mrs. Feng shouted lightly: "Okay, I'm here to find you. I'm not listening to your nonsense. I want to ask you, how have you considered my suggestion before?"

Feng Shuo was over fifty years old, but he was not married yet.

This incident has always been a thorn in Old Lady Feng's heart.

When Feng Shuo heard this, his face moved slightly: "Mom, this is pretty good in front of the tomb. I never thought about getting married."

"Why didn't Ye Cui wait for you for many years? You don't want to be with her?"

"Mom, when did you believe those rumors? Ye Cui and I are friends, and we have no relationship beyond our friends."

He also knew the rumors about the market.

He didn't deny it because he felt that no one would believe such words.

But I never thought that my own mother believed it.

Old Mrs. Feng frowned: "Then what you mean is, do you don't like Ye Cui?"

“We are friends.”

Feng Shuo said in a gentle voice.

"Okay, okay, I understand, you're still struggling with the past."

Old Mrs. Feng said in a deep voice: "I can see that you always say you want to start over, but in fact, you are still thinking about that person."

The mother and son knew who that person was.

Feng Shuo pursed his lips unnaturally: "Mom, you really think too much."

"Why am I thinking too much? Feng Shuo, you are fifty years old. You can't keep going like this. As I said, starting a family and starting a business earlier will also reassure me, will it be successful?"

Feng Shuo did not move at all.

Seeing that this move was useless, Old Mrs. Feng was almost crying. She took out a towel from somewhere and wiped the corners of her eyes: "Wuwuwu, now I am old, you are starting to disobey, it's because I'm not worthy..."

Feng Shuo: "..."

It's a pity that his old mother doesn't become an actor.

"Mom, stop making trouble. I'm so old, so it's not interesting to get married. That's it."

Feng Shuo interrupted the old lady's performance and flatly refused the request for marriage.
Chapter completed!