The evil people call me green tea, I make money by selling swords

Jiang Wan couldn't hear clearly what the fans were arguing about, but she only knew that they were very angry.

The raindrops hit the shed, crackling and making a harsh sound. Everyone chatted one after another, and the atmosphere was awkward. The crowd outside the fence was noisy and mixed. From time to time, a few curse words broke out, and they almost got into a fight. The security guards couldn't stop them. live.

It turns out that the power-on ceremony is like this...

Not fun at all.

Jiang Wan regretted coming to participate.

Jiang Yi brought over a stool and asked her to sit down for a while. Before she could finish her words, she was caught by the staff and worked as a coolie to move things.

Jiang Wan took out her mobile phone. Zheng Yuanyuan was sandwiched between several screenwriters, chatting politely with the management. In such crowded situations, Jiang Wan would always be a coward unless he was paying money, but Zheng Yuanyuan, as Jiang Wan's manager, You have to help Jiang Wan look familiar.

It's just that the management's attitude is indifferent, and there is even a sense of resentment.

Zheng Yuanyuan suddenly understood and glanced at her secretly. Jiang Wan immediately lowered her head and pretended to look at her phone.

All the entries about Lu Zheng on the hot search list have been removed, as if nothing happened. Even the occasional mention of Lu Zheng in the comments of Jiang Wan's entry was flooded with accusations and comments from Lu Zheng's fans.

Creation Gravity doesn't care about her Jiang Wan, but it cares a lot about the reputation of Lu Zheng, the cash cow.

Jiang Wan scrolled through the latest square news. The initial insults faded away. Now many people were at the best brain hospital in Aite Kyoto, requesting that Gao Zijun's father be scheduled for surgery as soon as possible.

As long as Gao Zijun's father wakes up and identifies the person who beat him, that is what netizens believe is the pretty boy hired by Jiang Wan, Jiang Yi.

Then this matter is simple!

Some people also helped ask if there were any witnesses nearby who saw the incident on the night of the incident.

Things were developing as Jiang Wan expected, and it was almost time.

Jiang Wan forwarded Gao Zijun's blog post and edited her tea talk in the copy box, trying to maximize the fire of public opinion.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so several staff members moved in the main camera, which was covered with a big red cloth, the corners of which were wet by the rain and turned deep red.

The heavy rain made everything troublesome. The dampness of the rain was mixed with the smell of earth. The management looked unhappy. The director team thought they thought it was troublesome in rainy days, so they had to smooth things over. It seems like our show is going to be a big hit!”

This roundtable was pale and feeble, because the employer only felt a lump in his throat when he saw Jiang Wan remembering that dinner party.

"Move a little further, facing the stage, right in front of you, right, right, that's it!"

"Move those plates to the side and bring the incense burner over."

"It's almost time, light the incense candles."

The staff was busy setting up the venue, and Jiang Wan was left aside. No one cared about her to keep quiet. She was almost finished writing the copy.

"Creators, please come and take a seat. We will be burning incense and worshiping from all directions. We need to take off our hats and sunglasses."

The people around him gathered together sparsely, and Jiang Wan had no choice but to save the copy in the draft box.

The management and producers burned incense first, and the leading actors all stood back, leaving a large space in front of them. Jiang Wan stood on the edge of the awning, with the wind wrapped in rain, all of which fell on her back. The cold air ran down my back.

It's really hard to suffer.

Jiang Wan looked depressed and squeezed next to Lu Zheng.

"Cough cough!"

Lu Zheng's manager, Sister Qiao, coughed twice, her eyes flew to Jiang Wan like knives, and she cursed, "Little bitch."

Jiang Wan suddenly wanted to tease her, so her expression changed, she was weak and boneless, and she pressed her temples against Lu Zheng's body as if they were about to fall.

"Oh, brother Lu Zheng, I suddenly feel dizzy..."

Sister Qiao’s eyes were as wide as bells!
Even Zhou Xu and Tan Beibei who were standing next to them stretched their heads and looked over with gossipy expressions on their faces.

Lu Zheng knew that she was ill again.

He reached out and picked up Jiang Wan's collar, forcing her to stand up straight. His eyes were dark, and he clearly hated and despised her, but he still wanted to cooperate with her acting. "If you don't feel well, just lean on me."

Jiang Wan winked at Sister Qiao and leaned on Lu Zheng's shoulder with a smile.

"Depend on!"

Wu Qiao was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to bite Jiang Wan, the little devil, to death!

The crowd of fans behind him suddenly became agitated, and a sharp and angry curse suddenly emerged from the noise.

"Jiang Wan, go to hell!"

Immediately afterwards there was a burst of exclamation!
"Fuck!"

"what!"

"OMG!!!"

Jiang Wan turned her head to look, but before she could see clearly, someone suddenly rushed toward her, and the next second, she fell into that person's warm arms. There was a muffled "bang" sound!
Immediately afterwards, there was another overwhelming exclamation.

"Fuck!!!"

"Who?!"

"There! Capture her!"

Jiang Wan's heart skipped a beat as she got out of the man's arms. Several staff members rushed over to help Jiang Yi. Sister Qiao screamed again and again, and a group of people surrounded Lu Zheng with cheers. Afterwards, they realized Zheng Yuanyuan squeezed in and was scared to death!
"How are you, Jiang Wan?"

Zheng Yuanyuan's voice was trembling, with a look of fear on her face.

"What...how is it?"

Jiang Wan didn't even know what happened!

Zheng Yuanyuan squeezed in, looked at Jiang Wan carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay to be okay."

Her murmur was covered by the director's shout, "Ambulance! Call for an ambulance. Where are the medical staff on site? Come here quickly!"

"what happened?"

Jiang Wan was pushed to the side. She pulled Zheng Yuanyuan with confused eyes, "Who is hurt?"

"It seems to be Lu Zheng, I don't know. I was chatting at the time, and I looked over when I heard someone shouting."

The scene was in chaos. The big bosses from the management hurriedly hid in the back. There was also chaos outside the fence. Several fans and security guards held down a person and were arguing about something.

Lu Zheng's manager was yelling, as if it was something serious, and the medical staff rushed in to look for Lu Zheng.

Fortunately, medical care was arranged on site today. I was afraid someone might slip and fall on a rainy day, but unexpectedly it came in handy.

"Please spread out and let the air circulate."

As soon as the medical staff rushed to Lu Zheng's side, they heard him say anxiously, "I'm fine. You go and see that boy."

Jiang Wan was wondering, when had Lu Zheng ever been so anxious?

The crowd finally dispersed. Jiang Wan squeezed in and saw Jiang Yi, whose face was extremely pale and frowning, sitting on the chair where she had just been.

The medical staff carefully took off his shirt, and Jiang Wan noticed that his back was covered in bruises, and there was a deep gash on his shoulder blade, with blood pouring out!

Jiang Wan was dumbfounded and stunned, but only two words came out of her mouth.

"Fuck!"