Chapter 207
The other party was silent for a few seconds: "Li, what a ghost!" After saying that, he picked up Su Qianyan and ran away. ;
Almost at the same time, reporters carrying cannons poured out of the back door. A great escape was staged under the night.
This was the first time she took the initiative to hug herself, and she hugged her so tightly. Hehehe, it was also the first time she said she loved her emotionally. It was equivalent to saying she loved her. As Liang Xinyi ran, sweet bubbles bubbled in her heart.
However, I don’t mind if my exclusive thing is kissed by someone without me knowing.
Yes, I mind very much!
So my heart was sweet and sour.
Sour and sweet.
It was such a taste that it was hard to describe, and in the end it just turned into a deep sigh.
Forgiveness can be done reluctantly, but punishment must be doubled!
In the car? In the bathtub? On the table? field? Pool?
It seems that I have tried them all, so I have to try something new this time. Liang Xinyi began to rack her brains and think hard.
At this time, Su Qianyan was pulled away by her, and she felt an inexplicable chill in her body. She naively thought it was the cold wind at night that invaded her body. If she knew that her sweetheart was having such filthy thoughts at this time, she would regret hugging her so tightly just now.
Liang Xinyi ran out of breath and suddenly stopped. Her eyes lit up and she took out her mobile phone: "Buy me two round-trip tickets for Qianqian and me. Where is the farthest we can fly to?"
"Africa? What the hell is that place? What if I meet the minister? Cross out 2333 and forget it, let's go to France. There's a lot of time on the road."
Liang Xinyi's anger disappeared after hanging up the phone.
At this time, the two of them had gone around to where they parked their car and got into the car. Liang Xinyi said, "Let's go to the airport."
Su Qianyan: "?"
“You don’t need to bring your luggage, just take a walk around the airport and come back.”
Su Qianyan: "???"
Su Qianyan is about to face the "president's revenge" at an altitude of tens of thousands of feet, and the situation of the other client is also particularly bad.
As Tang Yu's agent, he is really one of the best.
First of all, she was not surprised that Tang Yu was also a member of the same group, but she never wanted this matter to be exposed. In the entertainment industry and fan culture, it's okay to add some lace attributes, but if you get caught, it's really a dead end.
However, the reason why he is called a golden agent is not for nothing. She has a lot of tricks to deal with various public relations crises.
He recruited his own powerful public relations operation team to work overtime to analyze the loopholes in this photo. Then hire navy troops to prepare for a counterattack.
These are all easy to solve, but what is difficult to solve is the child with a stubborn mind.
"I don't want to explain, what happened if we just really kissed?" Tang Yu's expression remained unchanged, but his heart felt sour. The only evidence that they had a moment of tenderness was this photo. As soon as it happened, she felt abnormally happy. It would be better if my humble, secret feelings never see the light of day. Now the whole world knew she was loved, and that made her happy.
Looking at the words and expressions, you can tell that this child may not be aware of the negative impact of this incident at all.
"You just want to explain it on Weibo and you won't do it?"
Tang Yu shook his head stubbornly.
He laughed angrily, but his mind was thinking about how to convince her.
Tang Yu is no better than the current traffic florets, who can be shaped and shaped by the company in any way. Xinhuayi obviously favored her and gave her the best resources. That means she has someone behind her, which means she can be herself to the fullest extent.
This is actually a paradox. Do you want to be a celebrity however you want? She has an entire team behind her, and her job is at stake. If you don't cooperate alone, several people will take the blame for you.
I haven't seen any celebrities over the years, some who have no ability but prefer to act like celebrities, some who are arrogant because of their ability, and some who have high emotional intelligence but are hypocritical. The reason why she was willing to pick up Tang Yu was because she didn't have any of this mess. She thinks this new guy is good, like a breath of fresh air.
It doesn't make sense that what I valued about her at first is now disliked. But asking her to be herself or asking her not to be herself seems wrong.
The two are at a stalemate. Tang Yu's new assistant Xiaoye knocked on the door and came in: "Sister, when will the draft be released?"
He looked at Xiaoye and suddenly asked: "Xiaoye, I heard that you are getting married soon?"
Xiaoye suddenly sweated on his forehead. Before the battle, the old witch Aunt Amy actually asked her this, was she going to drag her into sacrificial vessels?
With a pleasant smile, he said: "Why do you have such an expression? I'm just asking. I heard that your fiancé and you are from the same hometown?"
Xiaoye said awkwardly: "Yes, we came to Beijing together."
He nodded, lit a cigarette and held it in his hand. The curve of his lips looked full of interest: "Getting married is a good thing. Has the house been sold?"
"How can I afford it? I bought it in my hometown." Xiaoye just finished speaking and said in surprise: "You two are in Beijing, so there is no point in buying a house in your hometown."
"It's useless, but I can't afford it. Even the house in my hometown was bought with a loan, and I have to pay the monthly payment every month." What medicine is Aunt Amy selling in the gourd?
"We have to add the cost of renting a house in Beijing for you two." He shook his head in surprise and sighed: "It's difficult. The lives of non-local children like you in our studio are very stressful."
"Hehe, hehe" Xiaoye felt that her aunt's brain must have been screwed. A person who doesn't even look at others when they faint would care about her suffering?
Throwing away the cigarette, he turned to Tang Yu and said sadly: "Just because of your willfulness, the children from out of town in our studio have to drink the northwest wind! They are already under so much pressure, can you bear it?"
Tang Yu:
Leaflets:
Later, they simply called more than ten people from the studio to beg Tang Yu. Tang Yu had never seen this formation before, and was immediately confused.
Later, he came up with a big move: "Don't be too selfish, Xiao Yu. Even if you don't care about these friends of yours who are crying for food, don't you even care about your sister's reputation? She is a teacher, a role model for others, and she is not at odds with her sister. Isn’t Queen Fan a lesson about the love between Lun and others?”
Speaking of Su Qianyan, Tang Yu's expression changed. Mentioning Fan Qin again, thinking that she was driven to commit suicide by public opinion, made my heart freeze instantly.
As soon as he saw her expression, he immediately handed over her mobile phone.
Tang Yu lowered his head, his fair and delicate face shrouded in dark clouds, too quiet.
She wrote and published it according to the manuscript given to her by the planner. After finishing the sentence, I was stunned, my eyes were blank, and I didn't know what I was thinking.
He breathed a sigh of relief and announced that Tang Yu's tuba would be managed by the studio from now on. So he took Tang Yu's phone over and secretly changed the password.
The group of people had some thoughts, and perhaps regarded what they did to Tang Yu this time as handling a public relations crisis. Before everyone even waited outside the door, they started discussing where to eat.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Xiaoye looked at Tang Yu, "Xiaoyu, are you in a bad mood?" she asked worriedly. She has been like this since she posted on Weibo just now. It was as if he had suffered a huge blow and his soul had come out of its shell.
After a while, Tang Yu shook his head: "It's okay, you can go out. I want to be quiet."
"Actually, sister, the confiscation of your Weibo account is for your own good. You don't know how many celebrities now have reputational crises because they impulsively post things they shouldn't." She thought Tang Yu was unhappy because his account was confiscated.
Tang Yu shook his head.
"What do you want to eat? I'll bring you food by the way."
"I'm not hungry." Tang Yu said quietly.
"Then I'll buy it first and eat it when you're hungry." Xiaoye is a senior celebrity assistant and is very good at analyzing people's expressions and emotions.
Tang Yu usually feels like a porcelain doll, with almost no expression on his face when not acting.
Quiet and introverted.
But compared with the silence now, the difference is huge. She always feels something is wrong now. She seems to be too calm.
Xiaoye went out worriedly, wanting to buy takeout as quickly as possible, and then come back quickly to see what was going on with her.
She guessed that maybe she was scared because the photo was widely circulated? Or are you afraid of being scolded by the woman in the photo? Oh, by the way, she has also seen that woman, she is her sister, although she is not related by blood.
In fact, in the entertainment industry, let alone Lily love, it is not surprising that they are real sisters. It seems that she needs to understand her thoughts well in order to help her relieve her emotions. The way she looked just now was actually quite scary.
The room was extremely quiet. Under the noon sun, Tang Yu's face seemed transparent and his lips were bloodless.
When she was in the orphanage, she was once locked in the studio by a caregiver and almost forcibly molested. She was terrified and deeply traumatized. When the dean led people to rescue her, there were many people at the door.
Some were watching, some were gloating, and those who were usually jealous of her beauty had a contemptuous smile on their lips. Although on the surface he seems to be pretending to care, in fact he is extremely indifferent. Later, they started talking loudly about the safety issues of the orphanage, and everyone blamed the director for finding temporary caregivers through irregular channels. Everyone cares only about themselves.
The biggest victim of this incident could only tremble in the corner, forgotten by everyone.
She was rescued by the Su family. Since the couple was away from the country all year round, they paid for her to be sent to an orphanage. Many people think she is special and are not willing to make friends with her. But there were also some people who regarded her as friends, but later they were adopted one after another, left one after another, and had no contact with her again. She was sad every time her friends passed away. Picking up the iron railing at the gate of the orphanage, I looked out and saw them wearing new clothes and being picked up by their new parents. Every silent farewell was a moderate sadness, and gradually became numb. So much so that I decided not to make friends at all, lest I be destined to be alone in the end.
She has no parents and no friends. She longed to be loved, lots and lots of love, so she became a star. But later she knew that this love could not fill the vacancy in her heart. She is still the one standing behind the iron fence, watching others receive love and enjoying love. There seemed to be a holy halo around them, which made her so greedy that she couldn't look away.
That is the love of others.
She also knew that those who liked her only liked the person they imagined, not who they really were at all. That is also other people's love and has nothing to do with her.
No one cares about her, no one loves her. They only care about themselves and only invest in emotions with those who love them.
It wasn't until just now, when that photo came out, that she had the illusion that "love did exist." At the moment when he kissed her, maybe she liked her, even if it was only for a moment, it was enough. What's more, it has been recorded and frozen forever, and has been proven by the whole world that it existed and was not one's own illusion.
then
This was also killed. It's like killing the only possibility and hope of being loved.
She walked to the window and looked out at the bustling crowd, feeling like she was isolated on an island.
She remembered someone who would encourage her when she was feeling down and give her the best advice. But that person is no longer here either. Disappeared to save her.
Maybe he is destined to be the lone star of the evil spirits?
Can you really fight for your life?
The author has something to say: Many readers have left messages. Of course, many readers have mentioned it to me before. I know they are all sincerely for my own good, but I choose to remain the same. So today I’m going to talk about why I always swear
I know it's better to update silently, and always promise that I will update at a certain time. If there are sudden changes and I can't update, I will naturally get scolded. Of course I know.
But if I send it out, do you know that I am putting pressure on myself?
Including what 100 comments are enough, how many overlord votes are required to update those dark histories. The original intention is nothing else. I just hope that I can continue to do more under the pressure of public opinion supervision.
My intention was never to trick people, nor was it my intention to be fat.
Until now, I still swear, still get scolded, still still. . Yes, I could obviously protect myself wisely, but I chose the path that might bring me infamy.
Because the path of amateur writing is too difficult. It might be difficult for me to go well on my own. The high workload every day makes me breathless. If I don’t motivate myself, I may really have to stop writing and give up writing completely.
This is the origin of my "looking for scolding".
So the day before yesterday, I reposted an article by Pu Shu in my circle of friends, because we are very similar in many ways. For example, we don’t care that much about the things that the world values, but we foolishly pursue the things that we care about.
It's like there is a road full of money and glory, and a road full of thorns. Which one do you choose? Smart people will of course choose the first option. But the "idiot" will choose the second option, because even if it is hard, it is the harbor of one's soul, a way to make oneself comfortable, and gain the recognition and companionship of close people. For these, what if the hard work is not proportional to the income? I am willing to persist.
In the future, I will still swear that I may still be scolded for not being able to complete it. Because of this, I will lose readers and have a bad reputation.
However, if this can push me to keep updated better and resist procrastination, I am willing to be a "fool" as long as it is possible.
Speaking of which, except for Monday’s accident in the manuscript box, this week has almost completed daily updates. Although getting up at 4:30 every day is almost masochistic.
So nothing is difficult in this world, it just depends on whether you are willing to push yourself.
The above are the inner thoughts of a true fool Qiqi. It's up to you whether you agree or not.
It needs to be reminded that the two days on the weekend are the time for updating the official account's ambiguous articles. It depends on Zhu Xin's mood these two days, and whether he writes "The President's Revenge" in the next chapter also depends on his mood. 166 reading network
