Ji Ning looked at the clothes on his body, then realized something belatedly, and quickly buttoned them up with his back to him.
… But actually it doesn’t seem to be a big deal, because I have a warm layer underneath.
Ji Shiyan looked to the side. Fortunately, the staff were busy with their own things and no one noticed them.
The girl tightened her belt again, then stood up calmly: "Let's go to the next game."
He glanced at her earlobe and saw that it was still uncontrollably red. He raised his hand and touched the back of his ear, which was also hot.
Maybe we will become similar if we are together for a long time, he comforted himself in this way.
For the next half month, Ji Ning immersed himself in the crew almost entirely. Three of the four scripts were shot, leaving only one.
When she returned to the hotel that day, she opened the door and found an unknown creature lying on the bed. She almost called the police.
The unknown creature with a black mask turned over and waved at her: "I brought you some egg yolk pastry from school, don't be too touched."
Ji Ning was silent for a long time, staring at the box in the corner: "Why did you come here suddenly?"
Song Yu took off her mask and said, "Mom misses you, so I came to see you, baby."
"… "
She calmly accepted Song Yu's second attack and changed her shoes at the door: "Do you have my room card?"
"Yeah, I asked Nuonuo for it. I said I wanted to give you a surprise, so I didn't ask her to tell you."
Ji Ning nodded: "Is the road being repaired in front of my house again?"
"No, this time it was renovation work upstairs. Damn, they started drilling with electric drills at 6:30 in the morning. I wanted to rush up and drill their brains out..." Song Yu realized something was wrong and stopped talking in time, "No, I came to see you because I missed you. It's not because I can't live at home anymore."
This guy rarely speaks the truth. Although he is just eating and staying for free, at least he can accompany her.
She didn't argue with Song Yu about the reason, she packed her clothes and said, "I'm going to take a shower first, and we'll talk when I come out."
"Okay."
Just as Ji Ning took out clothes from the closet, Song Yu suddenly turned over and tensed up: "Fuck!"
"What's wrong?"
"What's this? Is Chong Fei crazy?" Song Yu ran barefoot to Ji Ning and handed her the phone. "Look what she sent?!"
In order to obtain first-hand information to dispel rumors in a timely manner, Song Yu followed Chong Fei on her second account. The moment she refreshed her Weibo just now, she found that Chong Fei had posted a very strange Weibo.
Post it at 9pm tonight, be careful not to post it to Han Mi and Tao Xiang's super chat, the words can be modified, but the pictures should be good-looking: Han Mi and Tao Xiang showed off their bodies on the red carpet last night, sisters arm in arm in backless dresses, their bodies are very good-looking. Ji Ning also wore similar styles, and the difference was immediately obvious. As former friends, the two have not interacted with Ji Ning for a long time, wearing the same style but avoiding questions related to Ji Ning, the reason is thought-provoking.
"Don't move, I'll take a screenshot."
Song Yu had a keen sense of smell, and quickly took screenshots and recorded videos. When he clicked on it again, he found that Chong Fei had deleted the Weibo post.
The direction of this type of copy is very clear, and is usually issued by the team to marketing accounts to set the pace.
Like some advertisements, the part before the colon is the title. Obviously, the title needs to be deleted because many key points are contained in it and the team can be easily exposed.
Ji Ning pursed his lips and sat on the edge of the bed.
"This is too much information." Song Yu was still in shock. "Zhong Fei has more than one black account under her guise. She also has other marketing accounts. And those marketing accounts belong to Han Mi and Tao Xiang. Otherwise, they wouldn't specifically remind you not to post to the wrong super chat."
"Other teams will definitely not come to praise them. Only our own team will praise one and then spend money to praise ourselves."
At this time, some intermittent things connected in Ji Ning's mind.
The black accounts started with "Fireworks Island", which was most active when it was broadcast. Chong Fei even went so far as to look for all the mistakes of Ji Ning in the drama frame by frame.
She didn't know why people were still paying close attention to her despite such a bad show, but once she connected it with Han Tao and the two who quit the show, everything seemed to become clear...
Song Yu also expressed her guess in disbelief: "Is your black account maintained by Han Mi and Tao Xiang?"
"Do you still remember the video of Sun He?" Song Yu counted on his fingers, "Han Mi and Tao Xiang - exactly five words."
How could she not remember.
But how could she have imagined that it would be Han Mi and Tao Xiang.
During that period when we first entered the circle, we supported each other. Although the friendship was not unforgettable, it was also memorable.
They had shared weal and woe, and gone through dark times together, but those understandings one day became tools for them to hurt her - they knew she loved acting, so they said she used cutouts and a stand-in; they knew she didn't like marketing, so they said she was bundling traffic for hype; they clearly knew she was low-key, yet they still secretly guided her to seek the limelight.
Even today's press release was prepared to imply that the two men were distancing themselves from her and direct the fire at her.
Only when you understand each other can you know which knife is more deadly.
Her former comrades-in-arms had long been distorted by jealousy and interests, but they still stood on the high platform of infinite glory, trying to use the hands of others to drag her down with them.
Everything seems so beautiful on the surface. They act with delicate makeup on and maintain a flawless persona in front of the camera. How could fans know that beneath their support and cheers, there is such a soul hidden.
Chong Fei’s deleted blog post seemed to have become a hot topic, but she had no time to care about it.
There's a knock at the door.
"Ji Shiyan is here?" Song Yu dodged and hid in the toilet. "You guys chat, I'll stay away for now."
Ji Ning opened the door, and Song Yu's guess was correct, it was indeed Ji Shiyan.
The man looked at her for a while: "Do you understand?"
She knew he was talking about Chong Fei and nodded.
After thinking for a while, Ji Ning asked him: "Do you feel... sure?"
"Sure."
"Filming the fireworks island was when your black account first came out. At that time, the public opinion was against the two people who had terminated their contracts temporarily. They happened to act in a money-making drama for the pay, which gave them more room for criticism. There are only a few passers-by who read entertainment news. If someone's attention is distracted, they will forget the previous one. Black and white need to be contrasted. If you are black, they will follow suit and be white."
In terms of motivation, it is established.
"I have also been looking for the team that maintains the account, but the information is often inconsistent," the man said, "If two teams work together, they can match up."
Ji Ning closed his eyes. He had a lot to say, but in the end it all came down to a sigh.
It just feels absurd.
It's ridiculous.
The man held her in his arms, leaned against her side and said, "It's okay. The case of Heihao will be heard in court soon."
"You will never have anything to do with them again. They can never touch you again."
Ji Ning rested his forehead against his shoulder and felt much more at ease when he smelled the familiar scent on him.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to have someone you can rely on and depend on.
Even if there are winds and waves ahead, you firmly believe that it can protect you and reach your destination safely.
The atmosphere was brewing just right when the bathroom door suddenly opened and Song Yu rushed out.
Ji Shiyan turned around: "..."
"Sorry," Song Yu laughed awkwardly, "I forgot I didn't lock the door, and I slipped when I leaned against it."
"How about I go in again?" Song Yu said sincerely, "I will remember to lock the door this time."
…
In the end, Song Yu was not allowed to go in again because Ji Shiyan found that there was someone in the room and returned to his room after a while.
Ji Ning took a long bath and figured it out.
The world is in turmoil, all for the pursuit of profit.
The truth may occasionally be wrapped in lies, but time will prove who is right.
Song Yu didn't sleep until very late that day. When Ji Ning got up at 2 a.m. to go to the bathroom, he saw her holding her phone: "What are you doing?"
"You go to sleep," Song Yu was quite excited. "Sister Lemon, I and some passers-by are destroying their super topic. They are so rubbish that they can't even control the comments of their own super topic."
"… "
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Chong Fei's case was about to go to trial, and before the trial, Ji Ning had an appointment with the lawyer for a meeting.
The meeting place was a private room in a coffee shop. Ji Shiyan walked her there and went in with her.
The two arrived more than half an hour early. Ji Ning looked at the time and asked, "Does this lawyer usually arrive early?"
"No, he always comes on time."
"Is that so?" Ji Ning pondered and opened his phone, "Then what can we do now?"
The man stood by the cabinet and smiled: "What do you want?"
She didn't know, so she stood up to adjust the air conditioner next to the cabinet, but her arm pressed on the light switch, turning off several lights in the room.
She turned off the two layers of lights, leaving only a layer of old yellow furnishings. The tables, chairs and benches were all worn out, and the scene looked inexplicably enchanting.
Ji Ning was a little at a loss at first. He turned around to look for the switch and was about to press it back, but he turned sideways and bumped into his chin.
The man groaned and turned off the last light.
She seemed to hear the door being locked.
"What are you doing... Ugh..."
Before she could ask, she was carried to the cabinet with one hand. With her feet hanging in the air, she leaned forward as a matter of course, and the man also lowered his head and leaned over.
She never dreamed that Ji Shiyan would kiss her at this time.
But the man's lips had already covered her, and his warm breath was transmitted between her teeth. She wanted to hide, but her chin was lifted up again.
She didn't know when her back hit the wall, and he swallowed her sobs and voices. He rolled his tongue over her lower lip and pried open her teeth tenderly. She had no strength left, so she let him sweep away the last bit of oxygen, his fingertips softly tickling her back.
It sounded like someone was knocking on the door outside, and it shouldn't be an illusion because I was kissed unconscious.
Ji Ning tilted his head and was finally able to take a deep breath. He looked towards the source of the sound, but before he could open his mouth, his arm was grabbed and put back on his shoulder.
Ji Shiyan supported himself on the edge of the cabinet, leaned over and kissed her lips again, his unclear voice carrying an obscure hoarseness.
The man pinched her earlobe and warned her unhappily—
"Focus."
The author has something to say: As expected of Ji Shiyan, a very dedicated man
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