The reporters who followed Ling Lang to the scene were also stunned when they saw this person who appeared later.
This man is none other than the editor-in-chief of the newspaper where he works. It is said that he was also a good news grabber when he was young.
The editor-in-chief was a little fat, and Miss Qiao stared at him desperately, as if to confirm whether he was that person or not, and her face became more and more ugly.
The editor-in-chief walked up to the stage, nodded to Miss Qiao and the audience respectively, then sat down and began to introduce herself.
"I am the editor-in-chief of the entertainment section of Hushuo Morning News. Sixteen years ago, I worked as a reporter at the same newspaper, mainly responsible for tracking, secretly filming, and excavating the privacy of artists, which is commonly known as paparazzi..."
"He lied! He's a liar!" interrupted Miss Qiao sharply, "don't believe him!"
The editor-in-chief ignored her and continued to say, "Although I generally have a bad relationship with artists in my profession, I also have several friends in the circle in private, and Miss Qiao is one of them."
When the reporters in the audience heard this, they even stopped the hand of the dark shutter for half a shot. The editor-in-chief and the heroine of this incident still have such a relationship, so why was it robbed by the rival entertainment newspaper? Headlines
"Of course, paparazzi and artists can come together mainly because of their usefulness to each other. My purpose is to get more entertainment news through Miss Qiao, and Miss Qiao wants to increase the chance of exposure in the media through me."
"After Ms. Qiao's debut, more than 80% of the important news was first reported by this newspaper. This is because every time I can get inside information, I rushed to the scene as soon as possible."
"In return, I also tried my best to fight for Miss Qiao's space. In addition, Miss Qiao herself has a good appearance and excellent acting skills, and she quickly emerged among the newcomers."
When Miss Qiao heard this, her face was gloomy and uncertain. It was obviously a compliment, but she didn't see her happy at all.
The editor-in-chief continued, "When Miss Qiao starred in "The Mermaid's Spell", she was already a well-known young actress at the time. At this time, my job content is not only to continue to expose Miss Qiao's positive news, but also to cover her up. Negative news, that is…”
He took a deep breath. "She has a long-term underground relationship with a married person."
"Nonsense!" Everyone could see Miss Qiao's panic at the moment. Contrary to her behavior, the editor-in-chief calmly took out an envelope from her arms, and the contents inside looked very thick.
"Although you ordered me to destroy the evidence, unfortunately, I have the habit of keeping records of my work. If you continue to question me, I will also consider publishing these photos."
As soon as the editor-in-chief's words came out, the reporters in the audience were very excited. He introduced the male protagonist's identity so vaguely that they all smelled a strong smell of gossip.
But Miss Qiao seemed to realize this, and she really had to shut her mouth and say nothing.
Without her interruption, the editor-in-chief was able to go on smoothly. "But due to Miss Qiao's negligence, the husband's spouse was suspicious. In order to divert the other party's attention, Miss Qiao must create the illusion that she has a scandal."
As soon as Ling Lang returned to the venue, he caught up with this scene, "So, Miss Qiao took advantage of the teacher Ling Lang Ling who was working with him at the time, and under the pretense of being drunk, let me, who had been lying in ambush at the door of the hotel for a long time, take ambiguous photos, that is, The one that Miss Qiao showed to everyone just now. This point, Miss Qiao's agent back then can also testify."
The editor-in-chief's words caused an uproar at the scene. Miss Qiao, who was sitting on the stage, had a sullen face, but this time she didn't say anything to refute.
"This photo was originally expected to be published in the newspaper the next morning, but due to..." The editor-in-chief paused for a while, as if he was considering his words, "The reason that the seniors explained earlier, this man-made news was reported by Mr. Ling. The sponsor, that is, Mr. Mo, stopped it, and it was not made public."
"So is it also Mr. Mo's order to block Miss Qiao?" A reporter immediately asked.
"No," the editor-in-chief quickly denied, "in fact, the man's wife has already obtained evidence of their relationship, and she herself is a very influential figure in the industry. At her request, Miss Qiao's economic company forcibly All public activities of Miss Qiao have been terminated, and this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Mo."
Hearing this, the reporters became even more curious, and they all speculated who the second pair of male and female protagonists was involved in the incident. Even Miss Qiao herself was shocked. It was the first time she heard the truth, which was very different from her guess. .
"Given that I was also an insider of Miss Qiao's third party, and even played the role of an accomplice, the man's wife also put pressure on me through the newspaper. I was in danger of losing my job, and it was only with the help of Mr. Mo. I was able to stay and take up the position of editor-in-chief today.”
The editor-in-chief stood up and said, "I know that what I said here today will have a bad impact on me and the reputation of the newspaper, and it will offend the parties involved, but I must tell the truth. , not only to repay a favor, but also to repay the innocent."
Ling Lang listened silently at the end of the crowd. Every time he was sitting in that position and being watched by others, this was the first time he was watching others' every move from the audience. He has always known that Mr. Mo has done a lot for him, but he just learned today that Mr. Mo has done much more for him than he knows.
The editor-in-chief stood up and bowed deeply to the live broadcast below the stage, "Here I am, I officially resign from the post of editor-in-chief of Hushuo Morning News Entertainment Edition, thank you for taking care of me for a long time, and all my personal behavior and remarks. , have nothing to do with this newspaper, thank you all."
The reporter of the morning paper was dumbfounded. How could he suddenly resign while talking about his boss? He watched the editor-in-chief walk down the stage.
When the reporter turned around, he saw two uniformed police officers walked through the crowd to the rostrum, handcuffing a pair of bright handcuffs to Miss Qiao's wrist in full view.
"Ms. Qiao XX, now I suspect that you have something to do with the explosion of Hushuo Film and Television City on July 14, please come with us."
Everyone was stunned by the ups and downs of the plot, but Miss Qiao, as if she had expected this scene long ago, did not argue, did not struggle, stood up obediently, and walked out under the direction of the police.
When they passed by Ling Lang, their eyes met, and there were complex emotions in her eyes that Ling Lang could not understand.
"Trust me, I really wanted to blow you up that day," Ling Lang's body was shocked, her voice was not loud, and the scene was noisy, only the nearest few people could hear it.
"It's a pity..." Her resentful eyes fell on Feng Hao, and she took it back after a while, and threw it forward leisurely.
"I always thought it was you who ruined my life, but I didn't expect that in the end, I would suffer the consequences."
After saying this, she left without looking back, followed by a swarm of reporters.
The agent rushed over, grabbed Ling Lang and Feng Hao, and left, "What are you two doing here, can you leave in a while?"
Ling Lang was yanked back by him and pulled back to his primordial spirit, and the stomach pain that he had been neglecting all along swept up again, causing him to take a deep breath and frown.
Of course, this little action didn't escape Feng Hao's eyes, and he was immediately held back by Feng Hao.
"Didn't have breakfast?" he asked succinctly.
Ling Lang hesitated and nodded.
"How did I tell you yesterday?" He said sternly.
"...Something happened and I forgot."
Feng Hao also guessed what his accident was referring to, and only instructed his agent, "Go to the nearby pharmacy to buy some medicine, and I will take him upstairs to find a room to rest."
The manager looked at Ling Lang's face, and he didn't even have the usual aura. He was actually sulking at Feng Hao, and seeing that the hotel door was surrounded by reporters, he had no choice but to accept this plan.
"You guys go up there and wait for me, be careful not to be tracked to know?"
Feng Hao nodded, "I will pay attention."
Ling Lang and Feng Hao waited in the corridor for their assistants before they arrived with the room card. Feng Hao looked around the room and found only various drinks and instant noodles.
"Please go buy something to eat," Feng Hao explained to his assistant.
"Oh, well, what do you want?" the assistant asked.
"Good things to digest, porridge, etc.," he said while pouring a cup of hot water for Ling Lang.
The assistant ran away in a hurry, and finally there were only the two of them left in the room. After Ling Lang drank some water, his expression finally calmed down.
"No matter what happens, you will have to give me breakfast in the future," Ling Lang could tell Feng Hao was a little angry. In the past, Feng Hao would only use such a tone to him when he disobeyed the other party's orders.
Ling Lang didn't dare to make a sound for a long time, and there was a moment of silence in the room.
After a long time, Feng Hao came over, took the cup in his hand, and rubbed his hair with the other hand, "Does it still hurt?"
Ling Lang thought about it for a while, then answered the question, "You don't answer my call."
Feng Hao was delighted to hear that, "I'm busy running around looking for someone."
"I thought you were angry."
"Why should I be angry? Because of that report? Didn't you just clarify before the media that half of the news was fake?"
Ling Lang raised his eyes and stared at him with pitch-black eyes, "Because that news is still half true."
Feng Hao sat down beside him, "So, you want to tell me that you have been taken care of in the true sense?"
"No, it's just that this is too unreasonable to say, it's really hard to believe."
"As long as you say it, I will believe it."
Ling Lang lowered his head, "I didn't expect you to know Mr. Mo too. Do you have that kind of relationship with him too?"
Feng Hao stared at him with teasing in his eyes, "What kind of relationship?"
"That's it..." Ling Lang was at a loss for words. He didn't know how to describe the relationship between himself and Mr. Mo, and he couldn't imagine what the same relationship would be like between Feng Hao and Mr. Mo.
"He is my benefactor," Ling Lang said finally.
"You said it just now."
"And a very important person in my life."
Feng Hao listened carefully.
"I've known him for so long, and there's only been one dispute about Miss Qiao."
Ling Lang recalled the past, "After the candid filming incident, Mr. Mo forbade me to continue communicating with Miss Qiao. I thought he was interfering with my freedom of interpersonal communication, but I didn't know until today that he was just protecting me from being used."
"He protected me meticulously, and even a little paparazzi approached me, but I misunderstood him. I have always regretted not being able to thank him in person. In fact, thinking about it, maybe I owe him an apology."
Feng Hao smiled when he heard this, "I'm really jealous when you hear that he is so important to you."
"Sometimes I have the illusion that you are the same person as him, because you are really similar to him in some ways."
"For example?" Feng Hao asked calmly.
"Sometimes it's gentle, now it's tough, but to me, it's just as important."
"If you say," Feng Hao made the ending slightly longer, and finally couldn't help laughing at his own question, "I fell into the river at the same time as him, which one do you save?"
Ling Lang was actually thinking about this issue seriously. After thinking about it for a long time, he shook his head, "It's not the same, Mr. Mo is so kind to me, I would rather sacrifice my life to save him ashore."
"what about me?"
Ling Lang looked at him and said word by word, "I would like to die with you."
He took Feng Hao's hand and knelt down in front of him, "I'm sorry, I've been hiding from you about Mr. Mo."
Feng Hao looked at him tenderly, "But I've been hiding it from you."
Ling Lang shook his head again, "You don't need to tell me everything, but I shouldn't have reservations about you. I didn't admit it to you, although it can be said that it was because I and Mr. Mo were innocent, but this It's just self-deception. I don't say it because I'm guilty, and I'm afraid you know my past."
Feng Hao stroked his cheek, "Then you have no reservations about me now?"
Ling Lang nodded.
Feng Hao smiled, "Since you are so frank, I will also share a secret of mine with you." He leaned down and pressed it to Ling Lang's ear, "I am..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Hao's expression changed, and he slammed his fist towards him. Ling Lang felt a sudden pain in the corner of his mouth, and Feng Hao was knocked down on the carpet.