Song Jingwan became even more confused, and called An Ruoyao in a daze.
"Hello? Jingwan, Happy New Year!" An Ruoyao's voice was a little lively, obviously in a good mood for the New Year.
Song Jingwan pursed her lips, "Yaoyao, tell me first what you said just now."
"What's the matter? Jingwan, stop pretending, I've already found out, it's no fun to pretend anymore," An Ruoyao warned a little unhappy.
Song Jingwan took a deep breath, and she could tell that An Ruoyao's words did not seem to be fake.
can she? heroine
She neither auditioned nor participated in any activities, and she didn't even leak photos. Official announcement
If she is really the heroine, why doesn't she, the client, know anything
For some reason, Song Jingwan panicked, feeling that something bad was about to happen.
"Okay, let me make a joke with you~" Song Jingwan had a smile in her voice, but her expression was indifferent in reality, she said softly: "But when did you see it? I haven't received the notice yet !"
No matter what, let's know the ins and outs first.
An Ruoyao snorted softly, "I knew it, Jing Wan, you're so bad! I won't fight you, I'm not interested in acting. Wait a minute, I'll send you the link, by the way, if you I've become a big star, remember to ask for my idol's autograph!"
Song Jingwan agreed, and the two hung up the phone after saying New Year's greetings to each other.
Ding-
After hanging up, the link over there was shared.
Looking at this link, Song Jingwan was silent for two seconds before clicking in.
For almost an instant, Song Jingwan was stunned.
She couldn't see the accompanying text at all, her eyes were wide open, her pupils constricted, and she was staring at the photo with a smile like a flower.
The girl above is wearing a flying fairy bun and a peach pink skirt, smiling at the camera. The temperament is clear and beautiful, and the eyes are clean.
The most important thing is that the girl in costume has the same face as hers!
Song Jingwan's whole body was cold, and her clenched teeth creaked. A small face was pale, and even his fingers were trembling slightly.
She doesn't remember taking pictures like this, and she didn't go to the so-called audition.
Where did the photo come from? Who are the people inside? Why do you look exactly like her!
"Wanwan, what are you looking at? My mother called you several times and you didn't respond."
"ah!"
As soon as a hand painted with red nail polish landed on Song Jingwan's shoulder, she screamed and jumped up as if she was frightened.
Zhou Manli was also frightened, and quickly reached out to touch her forehead, but felt cold sweat on her hand.
"Wanwan, are you sick? Why are you sweating so much!"
"I...I'm fine..."
Song Jingwan clutched the phone tightly in her hand, with her back behind her back, smiling uglier than crying.
For some reason, her sixth sense told her that the photos must not be seen by Zhou Manli.
"Are you okay? Mom sees your complexion is so bad, are you sick?" Zhou Manli worried, "Why don't you go to the hospital? What if—"
"Mom! I'm fine," Song Jingwan pulled her lips, "Just now in the class group, someone played a prank and posted a scary picture, which scared me."
Zhou Manli looked at her face carefully, she was indeed in shock.
She believed it for a while, and said angrily: "What's the matter with your classmates? What should I do if they send out such messy photos during the Chinese New Year and scare people?!"