Entertainment’s Villainess Lost Her Memories!

Sure enough, the netizen made a animated picture of her weird twist and hideous expression in the sneaker competition. Jiang Zheng's "Ugly Picture" is an instant airborne hot search. Never seen any popular female star can relax so freely and fearlessly, especially a female devil like Jiang Zheng. GIFs were widely forwarded, and all kinds of traffic, trembling, robbery, and jokes all appeared.

Han Yi beat his chest, he should listen to Jiang Ran's words and drag Jiang Zheng home to rest.

Jiang Zheng was a little helpless, "This class of netizens is too strict. I think it's OK. It's not ugly."

Fortunately, the idol filter of her fans is unusually thick, and they can see the difference from this animated picture. She ran to her Weibo and blew up rainbow farts.

#Exquisite sister has become a ghost sister, inexplicably cute.

#No one found that Zhengzheng's waist strength is particularly good? The spring waist can be so beautiful.

#The blind eye said that my wife is ugly.

#我正姐 turned the tide and won the game, you keyboard guys can only beep.

#Ugly nm. You run a try!

How much does #zheng give us the most perfect side? Does anyone know how much she has done behind her back? No one is perfect. She is scolded by you just by running harder. You really have no heart.

Not only fans spoke for her, but many passersby also turned fans because of Jiang Zheng's very grounded performance and sincere professionalism. Jiang Zheng's Weibo fans have visibly increased a lot.

Heizi were not convinced, and began to imitate Jiang Zheng's ugly expressions and actions, trying to cause a trend of ridicule on the entire network. As a result, their waists couldn't bend at all... They were even more unconvinced, and began to gather more people to imitate. However, there are only a handful of people who can truly imitate Jiang Zheng's spring waist.

Suddenly this incident changed from mocking Jiang Zheng to strangely: I am proud, I am proud, and I am as refined as Demon Jiang. I can play as I want, lower waist elastic, side waist elastic, jumping and bending elastic, rolling and bending elastic, playing while walking, playing everywhere, and constantly...the evolution videos of various spring waists emerge endlessly, and this event is finally performed. It became a national waist strength competition.

Later, it was said that many people forcibly imitated the lower back, and the orthopedics department of the hospital admitted many patients who had flashed back during this period.

In other words, Demon Jiang indirectly contributed revenue to the hospital...

Sunspots: "???"

Jiang Zheng: "Oh."

Han Yi: "Hahahahaha." God's **** turn!

Although "Star Sports Games" only has one day of competition time, it has attracted great attention due to the rich and interesting content based on the national culture and the sincere performance of the stars. In addition, the invited guests are highly topical and online at the same time. The number of viewers exceeded two million at one time, and the number of barrages exceeded 500,000 by the end of the show. Contributed a lot of interesting topics to the hot search list of the day.

After the game, the director invited the guests to have a meal to celebrate. Jiang Zheng never participated in such occasions, so he declined him. Ji Muye had no time to catch a plane, so he asked the director for leave. When this matter spread to the other guests, they naturally thought there was a grudge between the two, and it was too embarrassing to meet each other.

Jiang Zheng raised his foot and walked towards the parking lot, followed by Han Yi. Suddenly a person walked out from the side and stood in front of her.

The person who came was He Xiao. He bowed at ninety degrees first, and then couldn't open his mouth nervously.

Jiang Zheng was a little confused, with soft light in Shuibo Yingying's eyes, "What's the matter?"

He Xiao blinked. Who said Teacher Jiang was the incarnation of terror and the endorsement of the devil? Her dumb expression is so cute, and there is still inevitable tenderness in her eyes.

"I wrote a few demos, can you please give me some suggestions?" He finished nervously, and instantly felt whether he was too courageous and daring to send a song to Jiang Zheng.

The most widely circulated story of Jiang Zheng's horror is that there used to be a younger singer named Wu Xu who wrote a song and asked her to comment, but she only listened to the first ten seconds and caused people to smash the player. Wu Xu, the poor boy, was so angry that his depression relapsed and disappeared for many years. Now he should curse Jiang Zheng in a circle in a certain mental hospital.

Jiang Zheng said, "Where?"

When He Xiao heard this, he was so excited, he quickly took out his phone from his pocket: "Can you add my WeChat?"

Han Yi didn't know whether to admire He Xiao's bravery or his ignorance.

This guy should be the first person to dare to ask Jiang Zheng for WeChat.

Jiang Zheng nodded, "Okay!" She lowered her head and took out the phone, and found that the screen was locked, the password was forgotten, and fortunately there was a fingerprint.

He Xiao tremblingly added Jiang Zheng's WeChat and vowed to go to the temple to burn incense tomorrow, pray to Teacher Jiang, and wish her a long life, a hundred years and a long life.

When He Xiao's mouth could not close together, Han Yi couldn't help but said, "Why don't you have this time to advise He Xiao?" The heart is greedy. Jiang Zheng has helped many people before, but really remembers that she is too good. Up. Human nature is unpredictable, and people in the entertainment industry are even more unpredictable.

Jiang Zheng smiled bitterly, "I think I have no one on WeChat, so I just thought..."

Han Yi was stunned. indeed. Jiang Zheng has been on the road forever over the years, wishing to split into two halves. She has no friends, only the strong woman mother and big boss brother who are busier than her at home. As an agent, he always put Jiang Zheng's work first, and he rarely cared about her inner world. And she adheres to the principle of being cautious in words and deeds, and never chats with others. WeChat is almost idle.

Not far away, in a car. Ji Muye quietly watched this scene.

Jing Mini frowned, saying that Jiang Zheng never interacted with people in her circle outside of work. She doesn't take the initiative to make friends, and naturally no one dares to take the initiative to ask for her phone number and WeChat. She broke the rules she had set. Could it be that... She couldn't help but gossiping: "So Jiang Zheng likes little milk dogs."

Ji Muye glanced at her, "You are also very ill with the brain tonic."

Jing Mini shrugged, she really wanted to ask when Ji Muye was going to peek at Jiang Zheng here, but the atmosphere in the carriage was a bit strange, she didn't dare to open her mouth to ask.

Although Ji Muye blamed Jing Mini for being whimsical, he couldn't help but follow her thoughts and think: No wonder Jiang Zheng disliked him for being old! !

At this point in his mind, he retracted his gaze, restored his indifferent appearance, and ordered the driver to detour out of the parking lot.

As soon as Jiang Zheng got into the car, he heard the sound of wheels rushing on the ground not far away, and then two cars appeared in front of her, blocking her way.

Han Yi saw the license plate numbers of the two cars and immediately raised his forehead.

Jiang Ran and Chen Jinjiao got out of the car at the same time. One was as cold as a mountain and the other was as deserted as ice. The mother and son looked at each other, and immediately looked away at Jiang Zheng.

Jiang Zheng hurried down and said with a surprised expression: "Why are you all here?"

The face of the polar iceberg melted suddenly, and Jiang Ran smiled and said, "Brother picks you up from get off work."

Gaoshan Xueding's face immediately bloomed, and Chen Jin said softly: "Mom will take you home!"

Han Yi: "..." Gee, a thousand-year wonder.

Jiang Zheng said.

Chen Jinjiao gave her son a white look, "Your house is unoccupied all year round. It looks coldly like a haunted house, and Zhengzheng can't live in it!"

Jiang Ran backhanded, "It seems that you often go home with you. Living with me, at least I can promise to go home and eat with her every night. Can you guarantee it?"

Chen Jinjiao was choked by her son, and she sneered, "Zheng Zheng grew up eating her aunt's meal, are you going to give her some takeaway?"

After the divorce, aunt Chen Meiting came to her sister Chen Jinjiao's house to take care of the Jiang brothers and sisters who had lost their lives since childhood. Jiang Zheng's relationship with her aunt can be said to be better than with her mother.

Seeing the mother and son quarreling, Jiang Zheng hurriedly stepped forward to hold one in his arm and chuckled: "I want to eat my aunt's meal, but I also want to see my mother and brother every day."

At the end of her speech, her little eyes were pitiful and helpless, with a little grievance.

Chen Jinjiao felt a sudden pain in her heart. She did take too little care of Jiang Zheng.

Jiang Ran pursed his lips, although his sister said soft words to him after losing his memory, which made him feel sour, astringent and happy.

Finally, Jiang Zheng suggested that she go home and live with her brother. It is rare that she has two weeks of rest, and the family of three gathers for a few days for fun.

Chen Jinjiao, her tenderness is not soft, but arrogant. She glanced at her son, "I'm afraid your brother won't be able to let go of his great career."

Jiang Ran smiled, "I'm sorry, I took time off. I don't have to go to the company for two weeks. After that, Zhengzheng needs me at any time, and I will be there anytime."

Chen Jinjiao twitched her lips, "It seems that our mother and child are of the same mind, and I also took leave."

Han Yi followed to Cengfan.

When a few people arrived home, Chen Meiting, auntie Chen Meiting, saw Jiang Zheng and cried in her arms, saying that she was obviously sick and was forced to participate in the show by the hateful capitalists. She was flying on a swing and stepping on a bamboo pole again on TV. It was so pitiful.

Jiang Zheng couldn't laugh or cry, "Auntie, I am the evil capitalist myself." She opened her own studio, became her own boss, and carried herself out.

Chen Meiting was stunned, wiping her tears, and suddenly crying louder, "If you are short of money, Auntie has it here, and I will give it to you."

She thought that Jiang Zheng had lost money by opening his studio, so she had to take the sick to work.

Jiang Zheng shook his head quickly and denied that he was short of money.

Chen Meiting choked and stared at Han Yi.

Han Yi was choked by these two resentful eyes and almost knelt down and cried out injustice. Is Nima trying to fight for Ji Muye? !

Fortunately, the pot was dripping, and Chen Meiting quickly wiped away his tears and lifted the lid of the pot. Han Yi escaped temporarily.

Sitting tremblingly at the table, I found a table full of vegetables on it. Five people, ten dishes and two soups.

Chen Jinjiao and Jiang Ran scrambled to pick Jiang Zheng with vegetables, and soon the small bowl in front of her rose.

Chen Meiting wanted to pick up the dishes but was a step late. She hurriedly filled a bowl of chicken soup and put it in front of Jiang Zheng.

Jiang Zheng ate four or five mouthfuls, but Han Yi didn't say a word.

She took nine or ten mouthfuls, Han Yi held her lips together.

When Jiang Zheng was about to shake off his arms and start eating, Han Yi finally couldn't help but said, "That, Zhengzheng, or else, would you eat less?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his aunt Chen Meiting knocked on Han Yi's forehead with a chestnut, "Heh. I guessed it was you this week!"

Before Han Yi had time to grumble, Jiang Ran said coldly, "My sister is the best looking even if she is fatter."

Chen Jinjiao slowly put down her chopsticks, "Zhengzheng retreat!"

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