Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

thirty eight:

Yan Qingchi noticed that he had just looked at the computer, walked over and looked at it, and found that the computer was full of woman-style curses. He looked at the magazine on the table. The cover on it was Jiang Moyu, but he had been scratched and covered with insulting text.

Yan Qingchi took a quiet breath and exhaled again. He didn't quite understand why the woman in front of him had such a big hatred for Jiang Moyu. He looked at the poster on the wall, which was similar to Jiang Mo's age Man, smiling very smartly, next to Long Fei Feng Wu's sign: Lin Ke.

He thought that the fans who follow the stars are like what he saw on Weibo before, and every day he enthusiastically called for his idols, counting the advantages of them, and he wanted to be a better person. No I think there are such fans.

However, this is no longer important, Yan Qingchi thought, people have also been found, the police also reported, the rest is waiting for the police to come.

He exhaled slowly and said to Jiang Moyu, "I'll go to your assistant."

Jiang Mo nodded.

Yan Qingchi went out and opened the door, and saw that the director was neatly neat from the director to the field, even because there were so many people, and some people were still on the stairs.

Wang Xianghai and Liu Ai saw Yan Qingchi come out and immediately went up to him and asked, "What's going on."

Yan Qingchi gave way, "You two go in."

Then he looked at the others, "Let's go away, it's fine."

Then he closed the door again.

He pointed Wang Xianghai and Liu Ai in the direction of the bedroom. Without entering, he sat down on the sofa. After the initial anger and fright passed, Yan Qingchi finally calmed down at this moment, but he was still a little bit scared. He reached out and touched it, trying to take out something to relieve it, but he touched his pockets. could not find it.

"What are you looking for?"

Yan Qingchi looked up and saw Jiang Moxie walking towards his side.

"Did you bring any food?" He asked.

Jiang Moyu turned it over, took out a few sugars that had been given to him, and handed them to him.

Yan Qingchi ripped the sugar paper and put it in his mouth, biting "quackly".

Jiang Mojiu sat down beside him.

"Today, thank you," he said.

"You're welcome, even if Ji Sixing is there, I can't watch him hurt."

"Your reaction is fast and keen."

"So what?" Yan Qingchi looked back at him.

Jiang Mo smiled smirkly, "You can ask Guan Mei to report you a competitive variety show."

Yan Qingchi also laughed and did not speak.

"But why are you so sure of her? You haven't thought about it, maybe you found the wrong person? Or she just accidentally knocked it off."

"She accidentally knocked her off, and she would have a surprised process, such as peering out or stubbing directly in place, rather than hiding behind in the morning. If I found the wrong thing, I knocked on the door for so long, and then rashly When entering her house, normal people will feel fear. The first reaction is to protect themselves, not to rush people out of the net. The reason why she will come out of the bedroom after I enter, even without any self-protection tools, is because of her Knowing that we are not gangsters, but because she just came to the door because of her recent move, she will come out directly after we enter and keep driving us out. "

"I didn't expect you to have a quick mind and a quick mind.

Yan Qingchi didn't speak, but just tore a piece of sugar paper in silence and continued to eat sugar.

Jiang Mo thought for a moment, and slowly said, "Is this the first time you have encountered such a thing?"

Yan Qingchi turned to look at him, Jiang Mo smiled, "This is not the first time."

Yanqingchi was a little surprised now.

"This kind of opposition to black is called black. The existence of black is not like you, disgusting you, making rumors, or even cursing you. Most of the black is actually jumping on the Internet. Scolding you will pass, after all, everyone In their own lives, students have to go to school, adults have to work, and they do n’t have that much time to be true to you. But there are also some blacks that will bring this malice to reality and will make some radical actions. I was almost once before I was smashed by something. At that time, I was a little bit embarrassed. I would be angry, angry, and feel unreasonable. Later I got used to it. "

"But how did these blacks come about? Why do they hate you so much?"

"It's like fans like you because of your face, your acting skills, your figure, your talent, the words you say and the things you do, the same goes for black. Some are unexplainable, they are I do n’t like your eyes. Some are because your idols are with you at the same time. They are homes, so you hate you because of the competitive relationship between you. Take this woman, Lin Ke and I are about the same age, only However, Lin Ke has always been popular, and the film nominated for the Jin Gui Award is the best resource he has encountered in recent years, so she will hope that Lin Ke wins the award to gilt herself. After all, you In order to obtain resources, there must always be something that is better than others, such as high popularity, excellent ratings, strong box office ability, or superb acting skills. Lin Ke has no top three, only acting skills are good, So his fans hope he can win the prize, but he didn't, so his resources this year have not been very good. So, I won the prize and formed a competitive relationship with him, his fans will also think that if there is no Me, that This award is of Forestry, and he will take this as a new starting point to reach greater heights. "

"So is it just the two of you who are nominated for the Golden Gui Award?"

"of course not."

"Then why do they think so, why can't it be that even if you can't win the prize, other people won the prize and still can't get Lin Ke?"

Jiang Mo sneered, "You must not have chased the stars?"

Yan Qingchi nodded, "I don't have that time."

"So you don't know that in the eyes of fans, your idol is the best. It is worthy of being recognized and liked by the world, and it is worth having the best of everything."

Yan Qingchi looked at him and said nothing.

Jiang Moyan sighed slightly, "Being an idol is a very happy thing, because you know that so many people like you and support you unconditionally; but also, being an idol is also a lot of people Helpless things, you will see too much, some things, why do you think? Why is it necessary to do this? You do not understand what it means, but these things will continue to happen. Take her He said, "Jiang Mo raised his chin to the bedroom." Do you think I hate her now? I don't even know her name, what do I hate. Am I angry? Of course I am angry, but more of helplessness and weakness. A good person, why bear a crime of deliberate killing for this kind of thing. Is it good for her to die? Will she become richer and happier because of my death? The two of us are actually rooted. And the other person is just a stranger. "

Yan Qingchi didn't speak. He lowered his head and wanted to eat another piece of sugar, but before he encountered it, Jiang Mozhi had picked it up to help him tear the sugar paper, squeeze the sugar out of the sugar paper, and put it in his palm.

"But you don't need to worry." Jiang Mowen Wen said: "You will not encounter these things, I will not let you encounter them."

Yan Qingchi heard the words and looked at him for a while, but raised his lips, "Jiang Moyu, you look down on me too much."

He said, "It's that you won't encounter this kind of thing again today, and even if it happens, I won't let you go wrong."

His eyes were very dark, with a faint smile, but with firmness, Jiang Mo looked at it, but for some reason he was a bit lost.

Jiang Moxie quickly responded, and lowered his eyes unnaturally. "This time it was an accident, but thank you anyway."

"what did you say?"

"I said thank you."

"Okay, from now on, whatever I say, you can only say right, right, dear, you are right!" Yan Qingchi said quickly.

Jiang Motuo did not expect that he would suddenly kill a return carbine in this area, and he cried and laughed for a while, and finally laughed out, "You are really ..."

"Smart and resourceful," Yan Qingchi said.

Jiang Moyu didn't speak, just thinking in his heart, a little cute.

After chatting for a while, the two people have been somewhat depressed from the beginning and finally eased up. Jiang Mo walked out of the room, explained the situation to the director, and calmed down the others. The director saw this kind of thing, fearing that he was in a bad mood, and offered to let him rest for a long time, but Jiang Moji refused, and just said that everything should continue.

The police came late and asked Jiang Moxie and Yan Qingchi some questions. After recording their confession, they took them away.

Yan Qingchi watched Jiang Moxie and Zhao Xie start filming again, but felt that everything just now seemed like a dream.

Su Nuan quietly drew to his side, poked him, Yan Qingchi turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"

"You just reacted so fast and handsome!" Su Nuan praised.

Yan Qingchi smiled.

Su Nu asked him, "Are you not injured?"

"No."

"That's good." She bent her eyes. "Yan Qingchi, you're taking off."

"what?"

"You saved Jiang Moyu, Jiang Moyu's personality will definitely help you, and with him to help you, you are not far from red."

Yan Qingchi had to continue to smile, he could vaguely feel that when he came out again, some crew members looked at him with surprise, doubt, and some envy. He didn't understand why he was envious then, now he finally knows.

They didn't know their relationship with Jiang Moyu, but once this happened, Jiang Moyu had the most justified explanation for all his care in the future—the grace of life-saving cannot be overstated.

"By the way, which company are you from?" Su Nuan asked.

"South Orange."

"Ah?" Su Nuan couldn't believe it. "You are really the son of the heavens. You saved Jiang Moyu. Not to mention, or Nan Nan's artist. Jiang Moyu is Nan Nan's elder brother. He wants to fly you in minutes. , Yan Qingchi, you really want to take off. "

Yan Qingchi heard that the Tao was not the son of Tian Xuan, or else there could not be so many people, so he chose to wear this book himself. He looked at Su Nuan, "How about you? Which company are you from?"

"Guang Yu's," Su Nuan answered generously, "when you become popular in the future, don't forget me."

"it is good."

Su Nuan smiled softly and didn't talk anymore.