Public opinion still has an impact on work, and Zhong Jiuyin's announcement was suspended two times.
However, she didn't care and told the lawyer all the evidence left by the original owner, including what Yan Cheng found, and then began to prepare to join the group "The New Students of the Jianghu".
She can be half as peaceful as she doesn't read online comments. In addition, there is a handsome man who cares about her day and night, so her mood is quite stable.
Yan Cheng had a cold face and a concerned heart. He believed that she was very fragile in spirit and called her across the country when she had time.
Especially at night, I seemed to want to ensure that she was calm when she fell asleep and would not have random thoughts, so she was so choked that she rolled her eyes and had to continue chatting.
For example, on the first night of joining the group.
It was still in the afternoon when Yan Cheng called her during the break during the filming period and asked her about her feelings about joining the crew to film.
"It's not bad, everyone is friendly."
I just kept looking at her, and some people muttered to her in the corner.
Yan Cheng paid attention to her expression and said, "Then let's film the movies well, don't read online comments, leave everything to your agent and lawyer."
"No need, I'm not her." She Yun Danfeng gently pointed out the fact that she and the original owner were not the same person. Anyway, Yan Cheng always thought she had a split personality.
"I also sent a message to the fan club in the afternoon. They like me very much."
It was under the guidance of the second couple to calm the emotions of the fans and told them that the facts would be made public soon. Only then did the fans know the psychology of the fans best. At least in the mess on the Internet, her fans' speeches were less anxious, most of them.
Select Close the wheat and wait.
Yan Cheng also had a headache when treating her and "her", so he tried to follow her statement: "Did you contact you from the company? Where are Guo Mingli and Feng Qing?"
"Not even. Feng Qing hasn't been pointed out yet, and no one thinks she is related to this matter. But it's almost-"
"I made up their transactions twice before. Judging from the last test of Guo Mingli, Feng Qing should have given him a lot of money. Isn't it said that there is a trace of transactions? As long as there is a trace of that money left a trace of it?
, Guo Mingli will be investigated. Once investigated, Feng Qing will be bitten out. I don’t think Guo Mingli will bite her to death and not expose her.”
She spoke casually, leaning against the bedside to flip through books.
The new bedside reading material was seen two-thirds, which was the climax of the story.
In the page I turned to, the male and female protagonists could not get out of the snow and ice. They were about to die. The male protagonist began to tell his love for the female protagonist, and then the two of them...what... to keep warm...
"Does the company know what she does?" Yan Cheng asked without an answer and called her, "Hey? Zhong Jiuyin?"
"Ah?" Zhong Jiuyin was absent-minded, and her attention was barely pulled from the bunch of easy-to-understand but eye-catching words, "What did you say?"
Yan Cheng: "…What are you doing?"
"No," she simply put the book on the quilt and asked him intently, "When will you be back?"
Yan Cheng was quiet for two seconds: "Didn't you say it before? I'll come back for three days during the night banquet. Why did you ask about this again?"
He didn't say anything in his words or question, but just asked lightly, as if the gust of wind could blow away the words.
Zhong Jiuyin magically connected his thoughts, fell next to the book, lowered his voice and said, "I miss you a little."
Yan Cheng's voice was even lighter: "What do you want me to do?"
"It's hard to say what happened later, right?"
Yan Cheng: "..."
The sound on the other side of the phone seemed to be half-breathing and being transmitted to Siberia. The ice was very cold and could be felt from a distance.
Zhong Jiuyin was distracted and whispered: "I have had too many worries recently, so I want to relax. I still have to think about you after thinking about it. You have succeeded, and it is you who I think about day and night."
"Have you gone to the oil pressing factory to drink oil?" Yan Cheng's voice was unpredictable, "Don't learn verbally to harass people."
"Why don't you believe it all in your heart? There are so many messy things. I feel very uncomfortable. I'm just waiting for you to come back to comfort me."
Yan Cheng sneered.
It is not a serious comfort to be uncomfortable or not.
"If you feel uncomfortable, take medicine. By the way, should I check again?"
Zhong Jiuyin curled her lips and her voice returned to the usual volume of her speech: "I don't know, I'm not going out to work on other things recently. I'll just wait for you to come back to talk about it."
She just threw the task on him, but Yan Cheng didn't feel any trouble at all, and his words became gentle.
"Well, then wait for me to come back."
He paused and said, "Don't feel uncomfortable. You said it's not 'she'. No matter what happens, you will no longer be as isolated as 'she'."
She could both make jokes and serious discussions, but she didn't know what to say if she comforted her gently.
Zhong Jiuyin put her face on the quilt, listening to the breathing on the other side of the phone, suddenly she felt that this night was so quiet.
It was so quiet that she could hear her heartbeat clearly and could feel the emotional message that Yan Cheng was conveying.
You can also find a smother in the corner of your mind more clearly.
She is indeed a little uncomfortable, but it is not because of the company's inaction or the isolation, but because of her self-doubt over the past few days.
The setting of the amnesia sound in the previous show shocked her, making her begin to doubt her memory.
When Feng Qing's set of rumors came out, she was really thinking for a moment: Could it be that what they said is true? The notes left by the original owner were just subjective wrong perceptions?
She couldn't see clearly whether the matter was true or false.
But after she was quiet, she just said lazily: "I really miss you a little now."
A lazy tone, serious content. Yan Cheng, who was thousands of miles away, listened to the sound in his ears and looked up at the shaking flames in the crew's fireplace. His heart seemed to be surrounded by warm water, and he beating and trembling with circles of ripples.
"I'm thinking of you too," he said softly.
…
Perhaps the call last night had a special effect, and Qian Yu brought good news the next day.
"Guo Mingli's account has been investigated and Feng Qing has been summoned to take the transcript."
Zhong Jiuyin is still practicing the movement of holding sword flowers with one hand, and the prop sword is dancing to the point of being full of vigor.
"It's a little faster than I thought. Guo Mingli didn't expect me to report a car accident together? People who do bad things are prone to being impatient and uncareful. I called him before but reminded him."
"Oh, it may be that their dog bites the dog too fast. After all, they are just trying to target me. No one looks down on each other. It is normal to betray each other when they encounter danger."
The sword flower was pulled up, and the sword body was sheathed. Her whole set of movement was smooth and smooth. After a click, she asked, "Have you contacted the company?"
Qian Yu: "I came here to tell you this. Because Lu Yishan was also called to take a record, the company learned from her that the impact of your report on the case was not very big on the company, so I took the initiative to contact him.
I said I wanted you to withdraw the lawsuit."
"As long as you withdraw the lawsuit, the company will help you with public relations immediately, and you can get the results you want."
"What are the results you want?" Zhong Jiuyin was more interested in this sentence. "If Feng Qing was suppressed, she committed suicide by committing depression through the center of the earth? Can they do it?"