Chapter 986 My face hurts and I continue to blow up the scene!
Author: Qing Qian
Chapter 986 My face hurts and I continue to blow up the scene!
Qin Zhiyue’s fans: “…”
Si Fuqing’s anti-fan: “…”
In the past three years, due to the rise of Qin Zhiyue, Si Fuqing's black fans have become active again.
The favorite words of the anti-fans are "Isn't Si Fuqing very capable? Why has there been no news at all in the past three years?" to attack Mu Si.
Once the fans explain, the anti-fans will take advantage of the victory and continue to ridicule them.
But as soon as Si Fuqing came back, he slapped them hard in the face again.
The anti-fans couldn't swallow this breath and joined Qin Zhiyue's fans in suppressing Si Fuqing and Mu Si.
[Who is being slapped in the face? The official ended up getting slapped in the face personally. Doesn’t it feel good? 】
[Qin Zhiyue doesn’t really think that he is Si Fuqing when he debuts under the name of “Little Si Fuqing”, right? Your vision is just a small piece of domestic entertainment, and you have the ability to dominate the entire international entertainment industry.
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[It’s easy to laugh, brothers and sisters. In fact, there are many celebrities who have touched Cilan. Lan doesn’t have time to refute the rumors one by one, let alone care about them. Qin Zhiyue, you are unlucky. You were caught by Lan as soon as you sent out the press release.
,What kind of bad luck is this?】
[I have a bold guess that Lan took action so quickly because Qin Zhi stepped on Si Fuqing. Si Fuqing was Lan's spokesperson, so of course Lan would defend him.]
[Who’s bad at touching porcelain? I have to touch porcelain with you, Sister Si? Are you dumbfounded? 】
[One advantage of Fan Qingqing’s baby is that you can watch these people who are jumping up and down getting slapped in the face in seconds, which is extremely comfortable for career fans. 】
As soon as Lan's rumor-refuting post was posted on Weibo, it instantly became a hot topic.
#LAN,QinZhiyue#
#青志宇,fake#
In the past three years when Si Fuqing has been absent, Qin Zhiyue has indeed been a top celebrity for a long time. The media and marketing accounts also like to use her famous name to earn traffic. Two hot searches are followed by the word "explosion".
The popularity is too high, more and more netizens are clicking in, and the hot searches cannot be suppressed.
Qin Zhiyue's studio team was suddenly in chaos, and his manager Ruan Chengfang's eyes went dark.
She pressed one hand on the table and held her mobile phone in the other, roaring: "What's going on? Why would Lan headquarters clarify so quickly at this time?!"
Ruan Chengfang, like Ming Jing, knew that with Qin Zhiyue's status, it was impossible to borrow a haute couture dress designed by the Right Hand of God.
This is a product designed by a designer who has always imitated the style of God's right hand. Many celebrities at home and abroad have used it to gain popularity.
Ruan Chengfang's original plan, if it had not been exposed, would have allowed Qin Zhiyue to advance in the field of fashion, so that he could be endorsed by top international luxury brands in the future.
If it is exposed, Qin Zhiyue will also gain enough popularity and traffic. When the time comes, he will come out to apologize and reap the second wave of traffic.
Kill two birds with one stone.
But Ruan Chengfang's only miscalculation was that Lan clarified it almost instantly, not even giving them time to increase the heat.
She had clearly investigated Qi Lan's attitude towards this matter, and either she didn't bother to take care of it at all, or it would take more than ten days.
How could it be so fast this time?!
"Ruan, Sister Ruan...but, it may be like what is said on the Internet." The new media publicity stuttered, "Si, Si Fuqing is Lan's spokesperson, that's why Lan ended up so quickly."
"How can a spokesperson who hasn't appeared for three years and is just a spokesperson for a brand owned by Lan be so important?" Ruan Chengfang didn't believe this speculation at all. She gritted her teeth, "This time we were unlucky. We immediately cleaned up the square and put the hot searches
Withdraw it for me even if you pay more!"
The new media publicity immediately responded and began to contact various departments to remove the hot search.
"Why isn't it better yet?" Looking at the hot searches, Ruan Chengfang became a little impatient, "Netizens have no memory and will forget it after a while."
"Sister Ruan, we can't withdraw it!" New Media Propaganda said anxiously, "I just contacted the other party and they said that someone is adding money to increase the popularity of hot searches."
"What?" Ruan Chengfang was shocked and angry, "Who? Which family? Don't want to be in the entertainment industry anymore?!"
In the past three years, Jiusheng Entertainment has grown into the largest entertainment company in the Daxia Empire, and can be called an entertainment empire.
Which team dares to go against Jiusheng Entertainment without considering its own identity?
The new media publicity was so anxious that they almost cried: "Sister Ruan, we really can't withdraw, the square can't be cleaned up, and the pedestrian traffic in Zhiyue is starting to collapse."
"Continue to withdraw!" Ruan Chengfang suppressed his anger, "Find out who is going against me!"
"Crack!"
Ruan Chengfang put her cell phone on the table. Still angry, a voice slowly came from outside the door.
"How is our house?"
Ruan Chengfang turned around suddenly and saw Sang Yanqing looking at her with a smile. Her pupils suddenly shrank: "Sang, Yan, Qing!"
"Bah bang bang -" Sang Yanqing clapped her hands and her smile deepened, "I just want to see why you don't let me continue in this entertainment industry? You have such great skills, do you have it?"
"Sang Yanqing!" Ruan Chengfang was extremely angry, "What do you mean? Do you have to break up with me?"
"Tearing up your skin? Do you have the nerve?" Sang Yan laughed loudly, "I'm going to put it this way, as long as you guys touch each other, we will make it impossible for you to stay in the entertainment industry."
Ruan Chengfang's expression changed, and she looked stern but said: "Sang Yanqing, do you know what you are talking about?"
"I always keep my word. I tolerated you before because Qingqing didn't come back." Sang Yan said calmly, "Now that she's back, I don't have to endure it anymore. Ruan Chengfang, you and I are classmates, you should know that I
character.”
Of course Ruan Chengfang knew.
Sang Yanqing was able to become the number one agent because of her thunderous skills.
There is no script that she cannot get, and there is no endorsement that she cannot chew off.
"Okay, Sang Yanqing, how are you?" Ruan Chengfang's voice was almost squeezed out from between her teeth, "Don't be proud, whoever laughs first to the end is the winner."
"Okay." Sang Yanqing raised his eyebrows, "Then I'll wait and see. I'll remove your hot search first."
She left slowly under Ruan Chengfang's murderous eyes.
"Sister Ruan." The manager's assistant called, "The hot search cannot be removed. There is no other way. We released an apology statement in advance, stating that Zhi Yue had no knowledge, and the fans have already believed it."
"Okay, that's enough." Ruan Chengfang breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll take advantage of this moment to torture my fans. I'm going to announce a new endorsement soon, which can just increase sales."
Qin Zhiyue is still following the path of a traffic star, and fan base is the most important thing.
"The company has also conducted emergency public relations." The agent's assistant added, "Someone will continue to follow up. The company means to finish recording the variety show "Single Will Go to Hell" first."
Ruan Chengfang nodded, very satisfied: "Well, I know that Teacher Mu Qing will soon be on the program set. His agent and I have already reached an agreement and we will let him and Zhi Yue become CPs."
Mu Qing also debuted in the C position as the first place in the "Youth" draft, and also lost a lot of votes to the second place.
Fans often refer to Xie Yu as "a broken C-position debut", but there is an insurmountable gap between Mu Qing and Xie Yu.
Jiusheng Entertainment is good at cultivating such popular celebrities, and they have established a firm foothold in the entertainment industry by constantly sucking blood and being top-notch.
After the call ended, Ruan Chengfang's tense nerves relaxed.
She pondered for a long time and sent a text message to Qin Zhiyue.
[Zhiyue, when you get up tomorrow morning, remember to apologize to Si Fuqing. Make good use of her hot spot. If you lower your posture and she continues to oppress you, it's her fault.
I will find a way to create an image of you as a victim, and you can seize the opportunity yourself.】
**
Qin Zhiyue did not see this text message because there was no signal where the guests were at this moment. Only the director and camera crew had small signal transmitters and receivers.
She clicked on her phone with no signal irritably and slowly exhaled.
In the end, she had no choice but to throw her phone aside, get into her sleeping bag and start sleeping.
The night was already dark, and a violent storm suddenly came at this moment, plunging the whole world into darkness.
A thunder fell and exploded on the roof of the tent. Odelia woke up from her dream, her face turned slightly pale.
She didn't wake up completely, her consciousness was still obscured and her body was shaking constantly.
That happened a long, long time ago, so long ago that she was still a baby, so she shouldn't have any memories.
But it was also a thunderstorm day, and she lost her mother forever.
After that, she couldn't bear the roar of thunder, not because she was afraid of such weather, but because such weather would make her recall old memories over and over again.
Maybe there was too much movement, which alerted Raphael in the tent next door.
"What's wrong?" Raphael rushed out and knocked on the tent door first, "Are you okay?"
Seeing that there was no response, but the tent was shaking violently, he frowned and pressed the door handle with his hand.
With a "click", the door lock broke, and Raphael pushed the door in.
In the tent, Ogelia huddled into a small ball. She leaned in the corner, her body trembling constantly?
"Aoao?" Raphael carefully stretched out his hand and held her shoulders, "Are you afraid? Wake up quickly!"
Odelia was shocked for a moment, her eyelashes trembled, and finally she opened her eyes.
She looked at the person in front of her blankly, her thoughts still not turning back for a while.
The man's brows were frowning, and white lightning fell, reflecting on his handsome face, dyeing his eyebrows silvery white, exuding a sharp aura.
As the Duke of the Principality of Muston, Raphael has always been very courageous, otherwise he would not be able to guard the entire Principality.
"It's okay, everything is okay." Raphael remembered that Fred had talked to him about Odelia's fear of thunder. He patted her back and comforted her, "Everything is over.
It’s just that the weather is bad tonight and you can’t see the stars in the sky.”
He used the power of the evolver to anchor the tent and block out all thunder and rain sounds.
Ogelia gradually calmed down. She tilted her head and suddenly said: "Our ancestors have actually always had a fairy tale. In fact, it is not a fairy tale anymore. It is a real thing."
A long time ago, when there was no such thing as an evolver, the most powerful ancestor of the Lotbar family was called the head of the devil.
Raphael raised his eyebrows: "Swan Lake?"
This is a well-known fairy tale.
"Well." Ogelia held her chin and said lightly, "My father liked the Black Swan Princess in this story very much, so he gave me the same name, but it seems that the name does not have a very good meaning, otherwise I would
Why don’t you have a mother?"
Raphael was silent for a moment: "Neither do I. In fact, I'm used to it. Just take a nap and you'll be fine when you get up tomorrow."
It rained heavily in the middle of the night, so he sat in the tent and stayed with Odelia for so long.
In the latter part of the night, she fell into a deep sleep.
Raphael helped her lift the quilt and muttered: "It really looks like a black swan."
He stood up politely, exited the tent, and reset the door lock.
**
The next day, morning.
It clears up after the rain and the sun shines brightly.
Si Fuqing stretched and climbed out of the sleeping bag.
At this time, a glass of honey water was handed to her lips by a slender hand.
"Come here, I'm going to recharge my batteries." Si Fuqing finished drinking the honey water and started to cheat, "Hurry up and let me recharge my batteries."
"Huh?" Yu Xiheng leaned down, "Why are you acting coquettishly all of a sudden?"
She hugged his neck, nestled her whole body in his arms, and rubbed her head against his chest: "The big human-shaped bear, so comfortable!"
Yu Xiheng hummed and held her hand: "My hands are indeed very cold."
The sun rose, and the sunlight shone in through the windows, dyeing the tent red gold.
Si Fuqing asked: "What time is it?"
"Eight o'clock." Yu Xiheng lowered his head and looked at the time. "Everyone else is also up. If we don't go, the director will come and call us."
"Okay." Si Fuqing stretched out his hand and rubbed it again, "Let me hold you for a while and then we'll leave."
"Yes." Yu Xiheng also hugged her and tightened his arms.
He also enjoys this rare quiet time, where we can watch the sunrise and sunset together.
There is no war, no killing, no blood and death.
He finally waited.
Outside.
"Everyone, get up quickly, the sun is shining on your butts!" Director Qi shouted with a loudspeaker, "Mr. Yun from Yunshang came to our place today. Our tents were all provided by Yunshang. We must express our gratitude.
"
Upon hearing this, the celebrity guests pricked up their ears and became interested.
Raphael yawned and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing here?"
Yuan Mingchi shrugged: "He was too busy to participate in the show, so he could only come over and hang out. He was already very jealous at that time."
"Oh." Raphael snorted, "You deserve it."
At this time, the assistant director led another group of photographers to pick up Langxuan from the entrance of the desert island.
"Mr. Yun, welcome!" the assistant director was very enthusiastic. "Thank you very much, Mr. Yun, for providing us with accommodation facilities!"
【The CEO on the cloud! So handsome!】
[The program team is really awesome, they invited a lot of handsome guys and beauties! 】
[Appearance is really the least worth mentioning thing about them, strength is the king! 】
"Qingqing is my little sister." Lang Xuan said calmly, "otherwise, why would I give you the newest tent?"
He is also a businessman and does not engage in loss-making business.
good morning~
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The extra story will complete some of the stories between Odelia and Kuchiki Akira~