Lin Leyang immediately canceled the like, and then held the phone and shouted, "It's so miserable, Brother Ji, I really didn't mean it, what should I do now?"
Ji Mian wiped her face and said helplessly, "Quickly send a Weibo to clarify, saying that your hand slipped, and by the way, express support for Miao Muqing."
Clarification is okay, why support Miao Muqing? Lin Leyang was very reluctant, but he didn't dare to say it, so he said euphemistically, "I'll make a draft first, and I'll go back and let the public relations department help me to see if it's suitable for me. Brother Ji, I have such a big reaction, will it seem like there's nothing here? Three hundred taels of silver?"
In addition, Miao Muqing has been quite a black person since her debut, and every once in a while, someone rips her, either scolding her for her sloppy style, or scolding her for playing big names, or scolding her for suppressing newcomers, and saying that she The superior once slept through the entire crew, just like a bus. I have never seen her stand up and respond to such dirty remarks, and this time it must be treated coldly. If I endorse her, maybe I will be scolded by netizens. Why can she look down on others, but others have to hold her stinky feet
Thinking of this, Lin Leyang was even more unwilling to speak for Miao Muqing, but he had to listen to Brother Ji's orders. His boss felt uncomfortable, but he still had to hold a hearty smile on his face, and his mind was twisted, and he suddenly realized that he had walked into a misunderstanding
Brother Ji said that all the emotional problems were caused by him, is that really true? But what has Ji Ge been doing recently? He dismissed Xiaoyu against his wishes, and nearly drove Pengxin away, and now he has deprived Pengxin of his right to work and his endorsement, putting his every move under his control. He euphemistically claims to be good for him, but in fact it severely restricts his freedom.
Now, every scene he shoots, every step he takes, and even every word he says is prescribed by Brother Ji, and if he is a little dissatisfied or resisted, it will become an expression of inferiority!
The more Lin Leyang thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and then regretted his clumsiness. If he had figured out these truths earlier, he would have told Brother Ji righteously that day that he was not defending his "ridiculous" self-esteem at all, but freedom! Brother Ji has to control everything, should he be at his mercy like a puppet? He is poor, he has no background, but he is also human! He has the right to decide what to do and what to say!
The more Lin Leyang thought about it, the more angry he became. He still felt that this relationship was unfair. Brother Ji pretended to be good for him on the surface, but in fact he didn't treat him as an equal individual at all. What "You just need to concentrate on filming, and I will pave all the way for you", how beautiful is this? But when you think about it, it's not like that at all!
Lin Leyang was afraid that his angry expression would be seen by Brother Ji, so he could only bury his head in editing Weibo, but he wrote and deleted it, and he didn't finish it for several minutes.
Ji Mian originally wanted to take him out for a quiet meal, but now he was in no mood, "Forget it," he showed an impatient look for the first time, "No need to clarify, you can deal with it however you want, just I have to remind you that this public opinion war is a bit strange, and it is very likely that the wind will reverse."
How to reverse? Miao Muqing was used to being black, and she had never seen her come forward to clarify. What's more, there is no so-called favor in the entertainment industry. Except for Xiao Jiashu, who would stand up and speak for Miao Muqing? Director Luo, Brother Heng, and even Brother Ji, didn't respond
Lin Leyang dismissed Weibo disapprovingly, but he didn't post a word after all.
Ji Mian took out a cigarette and smoked it silently.
"Brother Ji, you promised me to quit smoking." Lin Leyang helped him with a bowl of soup and said with concern, "You have been smoking more recently than in the past, which is not good for your health. Shall I buy you an electronic cigarette?"
Ji Mian stared at him for a while, and suddenly asked, "Le Yang, do you think I'm too lenient?"
"How could it be? Brother Ji, you are also doing it for my own good. After all, you are here. You eat more salt than I eat rice. With you, I can avoid a lot of detours." Lin Leyang looked directly at her boyfriend with a sincere expression.
"Heh..." Ji Mian smiled in a low voice and didn't speak again.
The smoke in the private room was very choking, and it seemed that even the food had changed.
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Miao Muqing is indeed a black physique. Because she is particularly daring to work hard, many big directors like to find her to cooperate, and she is good at drilling camps, which blocks many people's way invisibly, so every once in a while, sunspot blacks her on a large scale, but never Instead of knocking her down, it made her soar upward and travel thousands of miles.
From the eighteenth line to the super line, it took her only three years, and the sunspots made great contributions. Since then, there has been a new term in the entertainment industry - black and red, and when it is black, it becomes red.
But this time, Miao Muqing is unwilling to remain silent any more. She wants to return all the slander she has suffered, and let the general public know that some people are accustomed to keeping silent not because of their guilty conscience, but because of their upright conduct. Not timid.
But the timing of clarification must also be grasped. It cannot be too early or too late. If it is too early, it will not have enough influence. If it is too late, the popularity will pass, and no one will care. It has to be in time for the high tide. Fortunately, Miao Muqing's black fans are very powerful. When she got the photos she deliberately released, she began to revel. She maintained the number one popularity on the Internet for three consecutive days, and also caused Xiao Jiashu to be scolded badly.
In the president's office, slender Yu and Huang Meixuan sandwiched Xiao Ershao in the middle, preparing for a severe criticism.
"Look at these remarks on the Internet. They can tell the flowers when there is no shadow! Now you know the price of helping others to get ahead? Luo Dao, Shi Tingheng, and Ji Mian are all open, where is there a place for you to speak? ?" Huang Meixuan took a few photos on the coffee table, "Can you explain what's going on with these photos?"
Xiao Jiashu didn't look at the photos, but hurriedly defended Ji Mian, "Brother Ji never responds to anything on Weibo. He only posts work-related Weibo. It's normal that he doesn't speak up."
"Take a good look at the photos, don't worry about Ji Mian's success?" Huang Meixuan reached out and grabbed his ear.
Xiu Changyu quickly blocked him and persuaded him, "Speak well, don't scare him."
Huang Meixuan was going crazy and could only scratch her hair. President Xiu, you can't do this even if you love Wujiwu! You just like to help Xiaoshu clean up the mess
Xiao Jiashu just glanced at the photo, then froze. When he was young, he knelt beside a battered sports car with a dazed face. A dilapidated body lay in his arms. Several foreign policemen pulled up the cordon, and many passersby watched from a distance. . Auto parts and blood were scattered everywhere, and the scene was very tragic. It was the scene of He Yi rushing to the scene of the car accident when he was 16 years old to collect the body. I don't know who took the picture and sent it back to China.
He suddenly became dumb, not because he couldn't explain clearly, but because he was too sad to speak.
Seeing that he was covering his face, Huang Meixuan seemed very ashamed, and couldn't help worrying, "Have you really hit someone to death while racing abroad?"
As soon as she finished speaking, someone from the public relations department called in, saying that a certain big V broke the news that Xiao Jiashu was taking drugs abroad, racing cars, and killing someone. Now even the photos have been posted, asking President Xiu what to do. The photos of the dead person were taken very clearly. Not only did Xiao Jiashu and the police appear in front of the camera, but even the corpses on the ground were conspicuous. To make matters worse, his face at the time was very immature, and at first glance he was underage.
How to punish juvenile delinquency has always been one of the most concerned social issues for Chinese people in recent years. As soon as the news came out, it would undoubtedly arouse widespread concern among the public. This incident is really not small, not to smear Xiao Jiashu, but to trample him to death!
But the problem is that he just debuted, who would have such a big hostility towards him
Huang Meixuan's cold sweat broke down, but slender Yu remained indifferent. He patted Xiao Jiashu on the shoulder and said softly, "Xiaoshu, leave this matter to me. Don't say it if you don't want to. Uncle believes you won't do those things."
"Thank you Uncle Xiu..." How could Xiao Jiashu bear to let the elders suffer for him? Just as he was about to tell him about the past, another phone call came in. The other party was the CEO of Chanyue Hot Spring Resort Hotel, claiming that Xiao Jiashu had flawed moral qualities and they would give up cooperation with him.
"I've already released the news, how can you go back on it? Even if you go back, you can't make such a statement! You're going down the drain..." Huang Meixuan was about to complain when he hung up the phone impatiently. Opening the Weibo, the cancellation letter of Chanyue Hot Spring Resort Hotel has been widely reprinted by netizens.
That's the big brother's hotel. Did Big Brother mean to make such a statement? What's more, even this storm was planned by Big Brother? Does he want to drive himself into the abyss and can't compete with him for the family property? Xiao Jiashu knew that he shouldn't, but he couldn't help but think so.
A few pictures of catching wind and shadows could not hit him at all, but in the end, he completely lost his fighting spirit. Now he just wants to find a place to hide himself, not to see anything, not to listen to anything.
Xue Miao immediately called slender Yu, he patted Xiao Jiashu on the shoulder and went outside to answer. Huang Meixuan also took his mobile phone to contact people, just wanting to suppress these black materials as soon as possible. Xiao Jiashu slipped away quietly while they were not paying attention, and climbed down the stairs one block at a time. When he reached the twenty-sixth floor, he finally couldn't hold on. He sat down on the ground, buried his head in his arms, silently. weeping.
Maybe he shouldn't come back, and shouldn't delusional love from his father and elder brother. They are a family, and they and their mother are redundant. Without those extravagant hopes, there would be no current despair.
The phone kept vibrating, there were Xue Miao's phone, there were assistants, and even Miao Muqing's, but there was no father or eldest brother. Xiao Jiashu waited quietly for a while, and finally turned off the phone.