After seeing the content of this Weibo post, Qin Qingzhuo's brain, which had just been a little sleepy, instantly woke up.
—Declaration of war.
Chestnut is a very accurate word, he thought.
Jiang Ji's Weibo post directly pushed Shi Yao and Camiyun to opposite sides where they were irreconcilable, leaving no room for them at all.
Jiang Ji locked the car, walked over from behind, raised his hand and put his arm around his shoulders: "Why don't you go in?"
Qin Qingzhuo handed him the phone screen and asked, "You were holding your phone at the door of the ward before, and you were sending this?"
Jiang Ji glanced at the content on the screen and said, "Hmm," "There are so many comments."
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Having said that, he didn't click on the comments. Instead, he looked at the bottom of the screen and said, "Teacher Qin, you don't even follow me."
He took the phone from Qin Qingzhuo, touched the screen with his thumb, and clicked the "follow back" button. The two accounts became "follow each other", and Jiang Ji returned the phone to Qin Qingzhuo.
Qin Qingzhuo took the phone, said nothing, and just looked at him.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ji said innocently, "Don't you want to pay attention to me?"
"Go to your room and pack your things first." Qin Qingzhuo sighed.
The two walked to Jiang Ji's room. Jiang Ji was packing his things while Qin Qingzhuo was leaning on the desk and reading Weibo.
As soon as this Weibo post was published, public opinion quickly fermented, and various voices were heard.
"That's a lot of information. This means that the match between Rough Cloud and City Collapse was shady. I was wondering how "The Endless Night" could lose!"
"This director is such a jerk. He actually threatened someone else's family to sign the contract. Is it because he is an orphan?"
"So the negative information was leaked by this director. It's really disgusting."
"The production team needs to change the director immediately, otherwise I don't want to watch this show for even a minute longer."
"Brother, you are so good at scolding me. I love to hear more of you."
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To be fair, Jiang Ji made this recording public at the right time.
If it had happened two days ago, when all kinds of rumors were rampant, public opinion would have been in chaos and it would have been hard to say who would have the upper hand.
But after Jiang Bei accepted that interview, many people knew that Jiang Ji had picked up a sick little girl and kept her by his side. In this situation of reverse public opinion, the release of this recording seemed to be timely, but...
Jiang Ji packed up his things and walked towards Qin Qingzhuo.
Seeing Qin Qingzhuo looking at his phone with a frown on his face, he raised his hand and pinched Qin Qingzhuo's face: "The review is not good?"
"No," Qin Qingzhuo put down his phone and looked at him, "The comments are going well."
"Shouldn't you be happy?" Jiang Ji held his waist, carried him to the desk, leaned over and kissed his slightly frowned brows, then moved down along the bridge of his nose, touched the tip of his nose, and gently sucked his lips.
In the past, when he did this, Qin Qingzhuo would respond quickly, and the two would quickly kiss each other. But this time, Qin Qingzhuo seemed a little absent-minded, neither responding nor closing his eyes, just letting Jiang Ji kiss him again and again.