"I'm so laughing! Six thousand box office haha!"

"I want to show you a Japanese fan, but it seems that there is no chance!"

"My hornet's nest is ready! I can't poke it anymore!"

"Idol Age is so good! I don't even watch martial arts movies!"

"It's time to get a break, everyone will go and rate the Idol Times."

He Ya's "Idol Age" score actually reached 9.7.

The score of "Haven" is only a dismal 2.7.

The gap is simply one in the sky and one in the ground.

Wang Han played with his cell phone.

The data in the background is extremely bleak.

Dingdang sat aside in depressed state, and McGee couldn't sit still at this time.

"Old Tie, you seem to have hit the iron plate."

"Brother Han, why don't you go and communicate with them?" asked an employee.

Wang Han held a cigarette in his mouth, "Communicate? Communicate with a hammer! Do I need to communicate with that kind of garbage?"

Unexpectedly, Su Qi's phone call also came.

"What's wrong?" Wang Han answered the phone.

"Did you mess with someone?" Su Qi asked.

Wang Han said distractedly, "It's okay, a little garbage."

"I know several friends from this industry who can help you talk." Su Qi said again.

Wang Han smiled and said, "No, the winner is the one who laughs to the end."

Hang up the phone.

Wang Han stretched.
Chapter completed!