Why Hasn't The Man Come To Kill Me/C12 Smiling Depression Online Black 12
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C12 Smiling Depression Online Black 12

[Mission: Jing Mo]

Mission 1: Become a Silver Screen King in five years (Completed)

[Mission 2 refreshed: Against Bai Zi (Not Completed)]

After listening to the System say a few words and creating the mission panel in front of him, it disappeared before Jing Mo could say anything.

Looking at the refreshed mission, Jing Mo raised his eyebrows. It made sense. The antagonists and cannon fodder were just to serve as a foil to the main character.

He turned off the mission panel, turned around, and went into the bathroom.

At this moment, the Internet had completely exploded.

Although most of Bai Zi's fans were his mother's fans and sister's fans, there were also some young girlfriend fans. Coincidentally, the younger girlfriend fans were not very rational. After seeing the live broadcast of today's variety show, they directly went to kill Jing Mo's fan.

The little girl was only 17 years old. However, the fans had already slaughtered all the fans on Weibo. There were also all kinds of people who ate melons. The comments below and the information in private messages were as ugly as they could be. It was simply unbearable to look at.

The group of fans who had yet to lose their fans completely did not dare to meet Bai Zi's fans, so the comments were completely one-sided.

That night, the little girl was scolded and cried. She didn't dare to open Weibo again.

At this moment, in reality, Jing Mo had just finished bathing and hadn't even blown his hair when someone knocked on the door.

Jing Mo had a white towel around his neck. He quickly wiped his hair that was still dripping with water. As he walked to the door, he opened the door and saw the director outside.

He didn't need to think to know why the director was looking for him.

Jing Mo opened the door and said, "Director, if you have something to say, come in and say it." Both of them were men, so they didn't say anything to avoid arousing suspicion.

The director walked into the room.

He sat on the sofa. It was only then that Jing Mo realized that the director still had a document in his hand.

When the director saw Jing Mo sit down, he finally spoke. He did not beat around the bush and directly stated his intention. "Take a look at this contract. If you don't have any objections, just sign it."

This kind of attitude did not treat Jing Mo as a partner or an actor at all. It was full of impatience and disdain.

Jing Mo smiled. He did not care about the director's attitude. He picked up the contract and flipped it open. His lowered eyes gradually darkened as time passed. When he finished reading, Jing Mo's smile became gentler and gentler.

After closing the contract, Jing Mo looked at the director opposite him. "You mean you want me to create a conflict with Bai Zi and then leave from this program?"

Although the system had allowed him to oppose Bai Zi, it was all because it was a mission. However, the director's actions made his heart sink. No wonder the original owner had a smile depression.

The director frowned and nodded. "Hurry up and sign it. You just need to leave in anger in tomorrow's live broadcast. We'll still give you the money to sign for one episode."

Jing Mo smiled and didn't reply. One minute later, he lowered his head and signed his name.

After sending the director away, Jing Mo completely lost interest in wiping his hair. He laid in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the red and green night scenery outside. He showed a rare tiredness and numbness on his face.

However, before he could sit for a few minutes, the knocking on the door sounded again.

This made Jing Mo sigh with emotion. Did he activate some strange attribute? Why were there so many people looking for him?

Just as he got up and was about to walk over to open the door, he seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Who is it?"

The knocking stopped, and ten seconds later, the crisp and aggrieved voice of the youth rang out.

"Brother Jing, it's me."

Jing Mo paused for a few minutes, then walked over. He did not open the door, but said: "You can leave. I think the fans are right about what happened during the day."

"I'm a cancer in the entertainment industry. It's better to stay away from you. Otherwise, the few remaining fans of mine might be scared away by your fans."

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