When Song Yunran was broadcasting live, Qin Ke had just received the audition script for "Jianghu Road" from the producer of "Happy Birthday", and it was still the same as the previous life, with a few thin sheets of paper for the second male lead.
Before parting, the producer muttered: "Mr. Xiao Song seems to have a live interview today. I hope he can promote our movie more."
Qin Ke didn't care about it at the time. After getting into the taxi, he thought about it for a while, finally put on his earphones, and clicked on the live broadcast address he found on the Internet.
Then as soon as he entered, he saw Song Yunran, who was fully armed and dressed like a president, said something that a president should not say in front of hundreds of thousands of live broadcast netizens.
The host asked puzzledly: "It sounds like Xiao Song doesn't like this actor very much, can I ask why you don't like him?"
Song Yunran spoke righteously: "Because he has corrupt morals."
In an instant, Song Yunran's face was densely covered by the bullet screen in the live broadcast room.
You don't need to look to know that they are all scolding him for talking nonsense.
Qin Ke turned off the live broadcast, feeling speechless.
He suspects that Song Yunran is born with a heartless heart, and only for this reason, after mocking the male lead in "The Love Equation" in public, he continued to live broadcast carelessly, not afraid of revealing his coordinates and being blocked by other fans at the door A severe beating.
And why did Song Yunran know that the leading actor and director of "Equation of Love" are unreliable
Could it be that he is really the same as himself...
But Qin Ke has always kept a low profile since his rebirth, for fear of accidentally telling what will happen in the future and being regarded as insane. If Song Yunran was indeed reborn, wouldn't he worry about accidents
The more Qin Ke thought about it, the more he felt that this was unreasonable.
But when he thought about it again, with Song Yunran's personality, it seemed that this possibility was not impossible.
"Young man, here we are." The taxi driver interrupted his thoughts.
Qin Ke came back to his senses, paid the fare and stood downstairs at his own house, but did not go up for a long time.
The house he lives in is an old community, sharing a garden with several residential buildings next door. He simply sat on a bench in the garden and opened Weibo.
The male protagonist of "Love Formula" is Chu Xiaochen, who is extremely popular and has countless fans.
As soon as Song Yunran's live broadcast remarks came out, it immediately aroused huge resentment in the fan circle. In less than half an hour, many local fighting fans in Yan City called on everyone to take action on Chaochao, and they immediately gathered to Galaxy Entertainment asked for an explanation.
Qin Ke rubbed the center of his eyebrows, feeling a little headache.
Chu Xiaochen has never announced the news of his marriage to the outside world. If Song Yunran meets fans face-to-face, the news of his hidden marriage will be exposed. Once everyone gets excited at the scene, no one can predict what will happen extreme event.
After all, he has known each other for two lifetimes, and he really doesn't want to see Song Yunran appear on the social news.
Qin Ke clicked on the communication records of the previous few days, copied Song Yunran's number to WeChat, and clicked to add friends.
After waiting for a few minutes, there was no response from the other side. He turned on the live broadcast and took a look. The person involved was completely unaware that a new storm had been born, and was still trying to figure out the domineering temperament of the president in front of the camera.
For a moment, Qin Ke felt that the pretending Xiao Song always looked very untidy.
But after a moment of silence, he still went upstairs to get a helmet, then went to the parking shed downstairs, and rode a black motorcycle.
In the night, the motorcycle roared a few times, and drove into the traffic flow as long as the star river.
Seven o'clock in the evening, Galaxy Entertainment.
Song Yunran returned to the CEO's office and said goodbye to the netizens who passionately insulted him in front of the screen.
As soon as Shi Lin and the others left, he rushed to Assistant Tang, as if claiming credit: "How was my performance tonight?"
Assistant Tang looked sad: "The company Weibo comment area is occupied by Chu Xiaochen's fans."
"Huh? Oops, I didn't expect this."
Song Yunran took Assistant Tang's mobile phone, glanced at it and found that he couldn't see clearly, and then remembered that there was still a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Oh, return the glasses to you first, remember to prepare a pair of flat glasses for me in advance next time, I almost fell when I went downstairs."
Assistant Tang took the glasses and returned to the world with clear vision, and the elite aura was also lost.
He cleared his throat and asked solemnly: "Mr. Song, why did you..."
A rush of bells interrupted Assistant Tang's soulful questioning.
Song Yunran returned the phone: "Shi Lin is calling."
Assistant Tang took his mobile phone, and his face turned pale within half a minute after listening to it.
He walked quickly to the window and carefully opened the shutter a crack.
"What's the matter?" Song Yunran followed curiously and looked outside, "My God, why are there so many people?"
Assistant Tang hung up the phone: "They are all fans of Chu Xiaochen, and they came here to ask you to apologize."
Xinghe has no tradition of working overtime without incident. It is already past the off-duty time, not to mention the young and strong employees, even the guard who can't hold Fang Zhou alone has gone home.
The enemy roughly estimated that there were at least ten people, while the own side only had himself and President Xiao Song.
Assistant Tang looked at Song Yunran: "Shi Lin didn't encounter any trouble when he went out, they should have come here by you alone."
Song Yunran was stunned: "You mean, you go first and I'll come second?"
"Of course not!" Assistant Tang said, "Doesn't the company have a back door? You can wait for me there, and I'll go out and drive over to pick you up. If this doesn't work, we'll call the police."
Song Yunran looked at Assistant Tang's eager expression, and deeply suspected that this person had already rehearsed in his heart the scene of bravely rescuing the boss in the chaotic army. He pursed his lips and said, "Then why didn't we call the police first?" It was not easy to ask, I can only nod in agreement.
Having made up his mind, Assistant Tang went downstairs in high spirits.
Song Yunran picked up his mobile phone and stood in front of the window to observe for a while. Sure enough, after Assistant Tang went downstairs, he was dragged and interrogated by fans rushing up, and then safely got into the car parked downstairs.
With a sigh of relief, he went downstairs and walked around to the back door of the company.
Before opening the door, Song Yunran heard a voice from outside: "OK, the front and rear doors are all blocked, I don't believe he can escape by jumping out of the window."
Song Yunran thought speechlessly, Assistant Tang, I think your chance to perform is probably gone.
Although the situation was not good, Song Yunran was not very nervous.
It's not that he hasn't been blocked by fans in his previous life. Although the situation this time is quite special, he still has a mobile phone, no matter how bad he is, he can call the police directly, and he can always be rescued.
It's just that the picture is a bit embarrassing.
Song Yunran gave a "tsk" in displeasure. If he had known earlier, he would have left "Equation of Love" alone and let them die on their own.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, the voice outside was suddenly excited: "I heard something moving inside the door!"
Song Yunran's nerves trembled violently.
Immediately afterwards, a female voice knocked on the door and asked, "Is there anyone? Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"
Song Yunran: "..."
If you have something to say, don't ask it like a ghost is asking for your life.
He uncontrollably thought of some scary scenes, subconsciously retreated into the corner of the wall, and tapped the screen with his fingertips to call the police. At this moment, an unfamiliar number called in, and the sudden ringing sounded like a midnight bell, scaring him. Got the call.
The knock on the door that was close at hand suddenly became more intense.
Song Yunran picked up the phone in a broken jar: "Hello?"
"It's me, Qin Ke." The voice on the other end of the phone sounded quite calm, "Can I come out now?"
Song Yunran: "Probably not. There are people waiting at the front door and the back door. Assistant Tang said that he took a detour and drove to pick me up. I guess he won't come back at all. Liar, I shouldn't believe his nonsense."
The voice sounded quite aggrieved.
Qin Ke laughed: "Then you open the back door, and I'll pick you up."
Song Yunran was startled: "You didn't lie to me, did you?"
"I'm not going to lie to you." Qin Ke said, "But you should act quickly. If there are more and more servants, I can't guarantee it."
Song Yunran put down his phone in a daze, and heard someone outside calling the people at the front door to come and gather.
He took a deep breath, exhausted a father's last trust in his son, and opened the door nervously.
However, what greeted him were the fans outside who were caught off guard, and the movement of them swarming after they reacted.
"Song Yunran, why do you mock us, Chenchen!"
"Does anyone know you? You just talk nonsense on the Internet. It's amazing to be rich!"
"You are not allowed to leave today without apologizing!"
Song Yunran's head buzzed, and he roared angrily in his heart, Qin Ke, you are an unfilial son!
Just when he was in a dilemma, a motorcycle burst out from nowhere.
In the blink of an eye, Song Yunran didn't have time to think about it, he pushed away the fans and ran over in a 100-meter sprint.
When one person and one car were about to collide, the motorcycle stopped steadily in front of him.
The other party was wearing a helmet, and Song Yunran couldn't see his face clearly, so he could only stare at the pair of dark pupils, guessing that it should be Qin Ke.
Qin Ke threw another helmet to him: "Come up quickly."
Song Yunran's movements became extremely agile. He resolutely sat on the back seat of the motorcycle, hugged Qin Ke's waist with one hand, and quickly put the helmet on his head with the other hand.
Then he felt his body shake violently, and the motorcycle had already sped out, leaving the group of fans far behind.
It took a long time for the fans who stayed in place to react.
Song Yunran ran away, got on a man's motorcycle and ran away in front of everyone.
This scene happened so suddenly that after several minutes, the scene at that time was still playing repeatedly in everyone's mind.
From the moment Song Yunran opened the door, to the time when he was shivering in the middle with a terrified face, and then a mysterious motorcyclist who couldn't see his face clearly but must have long legs anyway, and finally Song Yunran ran away without hesitation as if eloping. He rushed towards the other party, hugged the man's waist tightly and walked away under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Someone patted the cheek: "No, why am I still thinking about that scene."
The other person nodded like a wandering soul: "Who isn't. Doesn't he have the guts to scold us, Chenchen? Isn't he a president, and he is not afraid of being laughed at when he runs away?"
It's okay if you don't think about it, but once you think about it, you feel more and more angry and speechless about what happened tonight.
And... a trace that no one dared to admit, but which everyone felt vaguely...
Good to eat.