Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

thirty-nine:

Jiang Mozhi had been filming until 10 o'clock in the evening before finishing work, and Yan Qingchi waited until 10 o'clock in the evening. Wang Dao saw him so dedicated, and deliberately adjusted his play the next day so that he could go back tonight and have a good rest. Jiang Mozhi took the love and left with his assistant. Before leaving, he also took away Yanqing Pond.

Everyone unconsciously looked at the Yanqing Pond that had left with Jiang Moyu, and secretly said that it was estimated that he was about to soar, which was good luck for heaven.

Jiang Mochi asked Yan Qingchi's assistant to return to the hotel first, and Wang Xianghai drove him and Yan Qingchi to another hotel. Liu Ai, as his assistant, also followed.

"What is this?"

"Wait until you talk."

Yan Qingchi didn't say anything when he saw him, so he didn't ask any more, and started to scan Weibo on the Internet. This swipe scared the mobile phone out. The first place in the hot search turned out to be [Jiang Mo Yan Yanchi].

He opened it a little bit, and it took some effort to finally understand the situation. When he and Jiang Mozhi were in that dark powder room, some fans quietly came to visit the class, and posted a video of Jiang Mozhi almost smashed into a flower pot On Weibo, and @ 了 剧组 and 南 橙 娱乐, asked the crew and the company to give a reasonable answer.

As soon as the video was sent out, the small fan houses of Jiang Mozhi blew up. A wave went to the "lost" official blog to tear the crew, and asked the crew what was going on? Can't you use snacks in the field? Did something happen to the crew? Don't know if this situation is likely to die?

The other wave was to tear the South Orange official blog and ask them what the company thinks? Have you paid much attention to the safety of the artist's life? What about the broker? Why haven't I seen the agent in the video? Is the assistant dead? Why is the response so slow?

On weekdays, calling passionately means that my brother has worked hard. My brother is really a wonderful gentle little fairy. He instantly transformed into a cub guardian, from the company's unresponsibility to the company ’s daily responsibility, to the company ’s daily consumption. Always use Jiang Mo 宸 to bring new people, and finally began to brush up on the topic # 问 南 橙 重视 江 默 宸 #, # 请 南 橙 尊重 江 江 默 宸 #.

Yan Qingchi couldn't help crying when she saw this. If the fans knew that Jiang Moyan was the boss behind Nan Orange, I don't know what the expression was. He thought about it, and thought that fans would probably start brushing # 请 江 默 宸 爱惜 羽 #, ## 江 默 宸 不 自 降 逼 格 # and the like.

He silently looked at the people around him, just happened to be arrested by Jiang Moyu, Yan Qingchi simply looked at him generously, "Your fans hope Nancheng can take you seriously and respect you."

Jiang Mo smiled helplessly, "normal." He said, "Fans can only see things on the bright side, many things they can't see, so they don't know, so they can only strive for their idols from their own perspective. Rights and interests. Although the method is simple and rude, the starting point is good, especially this time, they are really scared. "

Yan Qingchi continued to look down and saw that after the first rage, some fans began to ask who saved the brother in the video? This problem was quickly enlarged, and then someone went to the official Wei of Lost, and pulled out of Yanqing Pond.

Although Yan Qingchi's Weibo account and password are known to both Guan Mei and assistant He Fei, they have always been operating on their own, and the content is very simple. They are some scenery and daily notes. The chapter went to a section that was edited in Jiang Moyu's room that night: Today's moon is a bit round. The picture is a moon.

Soon, this Weibo was occupied by Jiang Mohan's fans, who imitated his words and wrote: Today's little brother is a bit handsome. Thank you, brother, for your handsome gesture today.

"Thank you, my little brother, for throwing Jiang Moyu at the critical moment, to give my little brother a heart."

"Well, my elder brother is so handsome. If it wasn't for the elder brother being on the set today, our elder brother would be injured. Trash company, don't do anything, # 南 橙 有人 人 吗? No! #."

Yan Qingchi remembered that when he tweeted the last two days, his comments were still ten digits, and there were already thousands of comments.

The video reposting and commenting of Jiang Mochi that he threw at Jiang has long been easy. Although the blogger was later deleted the video by private message, this does not prevent Yan Qingchi from being mentioned in the comments and repostings.

Immediately afterwards, the climax of the event came. Jiang Mozhi personally thanked Weibo, and Yan Qingchi replied shyly. The two of them interlinked, and the search for [江 默 宸 燕 清池] was hot searched, and quickly reached first.

Yan Qingchi looked at the display on the mobile phone. Jiang Mo 宸 v: Accidents are always inevitable. Crouching tigers and hidden dragons are in the lucky crew. Thanks to today ’s handsome little hero @ 燕 清池, I ’m fine, thank you for your concern. The picture is a picture of the two of them when they were talking to the crew one day. The picture was taken very well. Both of them were very clear. He looked at Jiang Moyan, smiling slightly, and the color was gentle.

Then he saw the first comment of Yan Qingchi v, "No need to use it, it's just a conditioned reflex. Thank you for taking care of the crew, I learned a lot, and I will continue to work hard [shy]. "

Yan Qingchi looked at Jiang Moyan, "I remember I didn't post Weibo."

"It's arranged by Guan Mei. My Weibo is also arranged by the agent directly."

Yanqing Pond was a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Jiang Mo explained to him patiently, "This video is an accident. I didn't expect it to be transmitted. Since someone posted it, then we must strive for the maximum benefit. With this incident, this video, I will help you in the future, which is reasonable, do you understand? "

Yan Qingchi nodded, "So hot search?"

"Of course it was bought, but with more people searching, he really became a hot search."

Yan Qingchi leaned his head back and leaned back, "You are really too tired to live."

"Any living person is not tired." Jiang Moyan looked at him, "I feel tired?"

Yan Qingchi sighed.

Jiang Moyu also leaned on the cushion and bumped into his shoulder. "Rest assured, I won't let you worry, you just need to act well, and you don't need to care about the rest."

"Thank you so much."

"No guest ..." Jiang Moji said halfway, and suddenly responded, "What did you say?"

"I am really xi ..." Yan Qingchi's words of thanks were almost coming to her mouth, and then she finally realized that she accepted them in an instant, "I said this is what you should!"

Jiang Mo snorted coldly.

Yan Qingchi asked him, "What should you say now?"

Jiang Moyan didn't speak.

"It's not past 24 o'clock. Will you follow the rules of the game, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Moyan was speechless, "Yes, yes, yes, yes."

"A few sentences left?"

Jiang Moyi looked at Xiao Liu and Wang who were trying to weaken their sense of existence, leaned close to Yan Qingchi's ear, and lowered his voice, "Dear, you are right."

Yan Qingchi was satisfied. "It's almost the same."

"You just wait. It's best in this life that you always remember not to say thank you to me." Jiang Moxuan said that he was not used to his villain's aspirations.

Yan Qingchi wasn't afraid of him. "Okay, let's ride the donkey to check the accounts and walk around."

Xiao Wang finally parked his car in a hotel, and several mermaids entered.

Jiang Mozhen walked through the VIP channel and went directly into the elevator. Yanqing Pond was a little surprised. "Aren't you going to get your room card?"

Jiang Mozhi digged out of his wallet, took out a card, and shook it.

"What is this operation?"

"My hotel, I have exclusive suites."

Yan Qingchi thought about it, "Every city?"

"if not."

"envy."

Jiang Moji passed the gold card in his hand and said, "No, here you are."

"Do you need to pay it back?"

"Anyway, you can only open a room with me when you take it, no longer needed."

"How do you know I won't use it to open a room with others?" Yan Qingchi provoked.

Jiang Mo smiled, "Take my card to open my room with others in our hotel? Boy, play with fire?"

Yan Qingchi laughed at his last three words, "Don't play." He refused.

With a "ding", the elevator opened.

When Yan Qingchi came out of the elevator, he was directly facing a room. He swiped his card, opened the door, and turned on the lights, and saw that the room was very wide, low-key and luxurious.

Jiang Moji closed the door and asked him, "Is it okay?"

"Good."

Then Jiang Moyu pulled him from behind, turned the person around, faced himself, and asked him, "Why play with fire?"

Yan Qingchi leaned against the wall, shaking his head slightly, "Don't play."

"Don't think about it?"

"Mr. Jiang closed the road, Qiu Mingshan's road has been closed for a long time. Why do you forget this thing forever, people are not old yet, memory fades first."

"It's been so long, it's time to unblock it."

Yan Qingchi shook his head. "Mr. Jiang, adults need to be responsible for their own words. What about those who don't care about my body? Now you, the driver, can't get on my luxury car."

"Luxury car?" Jiang Moji didn't hold back a smile, "Did you not forget to praise yourself at this time?"

"I just state the facts. Am I a luxury car? Others don't know, don't you know?"

Jiang Mosong was speechless. He recalled his driving time and had to say that it was very satisfying.

"Really not driving?"

"not open?"

"Don't regret it?"

Yan Qingchi thought about it, "unless I am a driver today."

"Juvenile, you are not playing with fire, you are igniting."

"It also depends on whether you can burn the fire."

Then, Yan Qingchi was carried by Jiang Moyu and thrown into bed.

It's probably because I haven't been on the road for a long time. This time, Jiang Moji used extra time, and Yan Qingchi laughed at him. "I Jiang Moji is death. Jump from here, Plato, not on the road, or on board your death Luxury cars.-Really sweet! "

"Take a break, Plato needs love, do we both have this thing?"

"No and it didn't delay you on the road. If I have, I'm afraid I will die on this mountain road."

Jiang Mo smirked and patted his face. "Rest assured, it's not as easy for you to die on the mountain road as you lively."

"Relax," Yan Qingchi smiled, "If I die, I will pull you together."

"Since you and I are still so sophisticated, we might as well go for another round."

Then it was a long round.

Yan Qingchi waited for him to come down from the mountain, got out of the car door, and lifted the quilt without saying a word, "I'm going to take a shower, the mountain road will be closed, and you will be safe."

Jiang Moyu also lifted the quilt. "I'll go with you."

"No," Yan Qingchi squinted at him, "Who knows if you will come to the bathroom again, you have no credibility with me, understand?"

"Is it so miserable?" Jiang Moyan struggling to death.

Yan Qingchi sneered, "What should you say now?"

Jiang Moyi looked at his watch. "It's past zero."

"So what?" Yan Qingchi glared at him.

Jiang Moyao couldn't but obey, "Yes, yes, yes, dear, you are right."

"It's pretty much the same."