I'm A Baller

"Your classmate's movie is so beautiful."

The gentle girl said lightly, but Jian Jian couldn't tell what her emotions were.

He Miaomiao finally pulled her eyes from Wang Yan's body and glanced over. She saw a big sister, Wang Haiou, a Loli, Lang Jinmai, and a dirty commoner from the western region, Hu Ji.

She suddenly felt a little irritated.

The short-haired girl's eyes lingered on Zhang Jin, Zi Tao, and Wang Yan. She was nodding while drooling.

"Yeah, yeah, it looks very useful... eh? That female lead looks like you! She's so pretty!"

"How is she pretty?"

The Sissy Boy curled his lips in disgust and interrupted her.

"How can she compare to our Princess Miaomiao with that weak b*tch face of hers?"

Miss He hadn't noticed that Fu Yushi's face had bumped into hers before. Fu Yushi was wearing makeup, so she couldn't see the details clearly from a distance. Now that her friend had reminded her, she finally took a closer look.

She turned her head, and their eyes met.

A subtle hostility instantly spread from the bottom of her heart.

"That's strange. Why does she feel a little familiar?"

He Miaomiao muttered softly.

The sissy was quick-witted. "You look at yourself in the mirror every day. It doesn't look familiar!"

He Miaomiao shook her head. She could clearly sense that the familiar feeling did not come from bumping into her face.

She should have seen it somewhere before.

She had this feeling, but she could not recall it no matter how hard she tried.

If she were to ask Wang Yan, she was sure that Brother Wang Yan would be shocked -- the Ironhorse Glacier had entered the dream!

In the dream, the two of you had not only met before, you might even have pinched each other.

Of course, Wang Yan woke up early and didn't know what happened after that. In any case, there was still a story.

He Miaomiao observed carefully for a while and was puzzled. Soon, she was attracted by the discussion between a pervert and a pervert.

"Cannon, which boy do you think is the sexiest?"

"Of course it's Zhang Jin! That muscle, that line, that suit... Slurp!"

"Blind! Zhang Jin's personality is very gentle. Don't believe those acting in the movies. Zi Tao is the prettiest, funnier, and more handsome."

As a man, the gun barrel curled his lips to show that I was very delicate and professional. "Hmph! You don't know how to look at men at all. Look at those dark circles under your eyes. It's a classic case of kidney deficiency caused by excessive indulgence. Crush him? Hmph, who knows who's doing the work!"

"..."

The short-haired girl's head was full of black lines as she opened her mouth without any mercy. "You're just a patient. Do you have the ability to do the work?"

He Miaomiao listened to their discussion and silently mocked in her heart.

Do you know how to look at men?

Do you know what is the best?

What suit-wearing thug Wuli Tao? None of them are better than my fruit prince!

"Hmph hmph!"

He Miaomiao snorted twice with a sense of presence.

The moment He Miaomiao's smug expression appeared, the rest of the girls immediately felt it and started to ridicule her one by one.

"Look at how pretty you are!"

"I heard that you're not even your man yet?"

"I'm not lacking in money or ability. When I look for a girlfriend, I look for someone obedient. What's the use of just being pretty?"

"Your classmates are very nice, but can you flirt with them?"

"We know that we can't, so we don't miss him at all. Do you think that you're good at it, but in the end?"

"There's still a long way to go, little comrade. You still need to work hard..."

After a few sentences, the young lady's mood instantly turned ugly.

"It's my birthday today. Why are you guys here?"

They said in unison, "To look at the handsome guys!"

The young lady was furious. "Okay! I'll let you guys take a good look at them when we eat later!"

"Hehehe..."

The three sisters looked at each other and laughed evilly.

Fifteen minutes later, the film was finished. Miss He immediately called the food truck parked outside the street and waved her hand. "Wang Yan!"

Director Wang looked at the newly shot and was very satisfied. When he heard the shout, he immediately returned to reality.

F*ck!

There was still a big problem here.

Even though he was actually trembling, when he turned his head, Young Master Wang quickly revealed a pleasantly surprised and brilliant smile.

"Miao Miao, you're here?"

Fu Yishi was looking at the camera in front of the monitor. There was still a dead Na Wu hanging on her body. When she heard Wang Yan's greeting, shua!

The frequency was completely synchronized, and they all turned their heads in unison.

Miss He silently muttered in her heart, 'those are just two small actors, servant girls!'

Then, she greeted Wang Yan with a blossoming smile. "I brought you a dining car. Is it time for you to eat?"

"Let's go out and eat. I'll treat you. Leave the dining car for the production team."

Wang Yan put on his cap and was about to leave.

What a joke!

If the Big Princess and the Little Princess were to gather together, wouldn't that be like a comet crashing into earth?

Would it be worth it if they got into a fight and got covered in Aunt's blood?

Moreover, if they got into a conversation, Fu Yushi and Na Wu would find out that the last-minute change in the filming plan was because he had to return to Star City to celebrate He Miaomiao's birthday.

Yes, the dog meat hotpot was arranged!

The young master nimbly leaped out with two steps and left Fu Yushi and Na Wu behind.

They were currently on the set. As actors, they couldn't treat Wang Yan as casually as they usually did. They had to maintain the director's authority, so they didn't dare to stop or ask him.

Brother Wang Yan heaved a sigh of relief. When he approached He Miaomiao, he wanted to coax her away.

In the end...

Miss He waved her hand grandly. "No need! I've invited an executive chef from a five-star hotel, a western-style chef, and a sushi chef. The ingredients on the car are complete, so you won't be able to eat anything better anywhere. Besides, don't delay your filming. Let's do it here!"

I'm not afraid of being delayed.

Wang Yan opened his mouth, but he couldn't find the opportunity to actually say this.

He Miaomiao smiled and turned her gaze to Zi Tao and Zhang Jin. She asked Wang Yan, "Aren't you going to introduce your actors to me?"

Ah?

The corners of the young master's mouth twitched as if he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Miss He gave a faint smile, and then gently glanced at Fu Yushi and Na Wu.

"Why? Is it inconvenient to do so?"

What kind of question is this?

Which eye of yours can tell that it's convenient?

Fu Yushi suddenly walked over.

Usually, Fu Yushi was the one who was most unlikely to stand out in such matters. The normal ranking for who would be most likely to step forward to confront him was as follows --

Lu Yuanyuan, Lin Weiwei, Na Wu, the b*tch, Wang Xue, Liu Li, Fu Yushi.

The Little Princess was ranked last, so she was actually very timid.

But today, for whatever reason, she actually took the initiative.

She walked slowly to Wang Yan's side, her eyes locked on He Miaomiao's face, and her usual cold voice softened by eight degrees.

"Director Wang, is your friend here to visit? Do you need my help?"

Help?

Your use of words is really interesting.

Sparks were popping out of your eyes. Do you think I didn't see it?

"No need..."

The young master was about to use his authority as a director to kick them out and prepare for the next scene, but He <iaomiao couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Okay, okay! How should I address you, Miss? My name is He Miaomiao. I'm Wang Yan's classmate and creditor."

Very good. It was typical of He Miaomiao's style.

It was the kind of feeling that couldn't be understood even if one used their power to oppress others.

The word creditor immediately probed Fu Yushi. She responded affectionately, "My name is Fu Yushi, ah! So you're He Miaomiao, little sister? I've heard Wang Wang's girlfriend mention it before..."

"Oh right, Liu Li and I are best friends who basically share the same bed. We wear the same dress and use the same toothbrush."

"..."

Wang Yan subconsciously pressed down on his cap, with it almost covering his nose.

On the other side, He Miaomiao's three friends began to look at each other. They could all feel a storm approaching.