The next morning, Ruan Qi opened Weibo, and tens of thousands of messages flooded in, making her palms numb.
#林剑阮撒# The topic has been on the hot search all night. Lin Jian’s fans are very angry. They all think that Ruan Qi deliberately bought this hot search in order to gain Lin Jian’s popularity.
Many irrational fans went to Ruan Qi's Weibo and cursed. Ruan Qi's fans were small and could not quarrel with them, so they could only be suppressed and beaten by Lin Jian's fans.
Ruan Qi casually opened a few private messages scolding her, and when she saw the words involving family members, her eyes gradually darkened.
Baby Damai made breakfast and walked in with dried clothes.
It twisted its big head and glanced at Ruan Qi, who was looking at the phone, and the screen on its chest flashed.
"Dad, you are in a bad mood." Baby Damai said in a milky voice.
Ruan Qi put down her cell phone, looked at it with her chin propped up, and said with a smile, "Yes, someone scolded my mother."
"Dad's mother is grandma." Baby Damai threw the clothes on the bed, and the robot hand clicked "哐哐哐" on the display screen a few times, "What little kid doesn't want to live! I'll give him a multi-colored thunder bomb!"<
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Ruan Qi: "There's no need for colorful thunderbolts. Damai, come here, I have a task for you."
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Ruan Qi arrived at the set on time at 8:30 in the morning.
As she walked in, the crew all looked at her strangely.
"These stupid people," Bai Li sat cross-legged in the system and sneered, "it seems that no matter which plane you are in, there will be some people who follow the wind and rain, without any judgment at all."
Ruan Qi looked as normal and went straight to the dressing room to put on makeup.
Not long after, Lin Jian came.
He greets everyone gently and is considerate and polite in everything.
Ruan Qi opened her eyes and watched him walk into the dressing room through the mirror.
"Good morning, Xiao Ruan." Lin Jian greeted her cordially, as if the things online didn't exist.
Ruan Qi's peach blossom eyes flickered and she smiled sweetly.
"Good morning, Teacher Lin."
Lin Jian observed her expression calmly.
"Xiao Ruan," he took advantage of the makeup artist to go out to get something, and approached Ruan Qi with an apology on his face, "I'm sorry for what happened last night. I apologize to you for my fans."
The white glass in the system spurted out a mouthful of water.
"Holy crap! Put all the mistakes on the fans?! Why is this guy so thick-skinned?!"
Ruan Qi's expression remained unchanged, and she smiled sweetly and said: "Teacher Lin, there is no need to apologize. Don't do anything wrong, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. I'm fine~"
Lin Jian smiled softly. He slowly turned his head and looked vaguely at the assistant standing at the door.
The assistant lowered his hand and made an 'ok' gesture.
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Ruan Qi's role was quite heavy today and she didn't take a break until noon.
As soon as the director shouted "cut", Shen Wenqian walked over with a sullen face.
"What's wrong, Brother Shen?" Ruan Qi asked.
Shen Wenqian didn't say anything, but pulled her aside and gave her a bottle of mineral water.
"An hour ago, a marketing account posted a photo of you two chatting in the dressing room on Weibo. The topic #林jian阮柒# also rushed to the second hot search. Lin Jian's fans were very angry and went crazy on Weibo Square. Calling you a hot star."
Ruan Qi took out her phone, clicked on the hot search and looked around.
Sure enough, everyone was scolding her.
Shen Wenqian: "Lin Jian has more than 20 million fans, and his fighting power is off the charts. Xiaoqi, why don't you let the public relations department take action?"
Ruan Qi said nothing, she looked at the time.
11:40 p.m.
The little girl raised a sweet smile: "Brother Shen, in twenty minutes, I will show you a slap in the face~"