Chart Topper Queen

Jiang Mu took people out of the training base.

He sent a message to his agent, and Shi Shiran hung up the phone regardless of the other party's eagerness to jump. He has spare masks, glasses and hats in his car. He handed things into Abe's hands.

"...Will it be discovered?" Aibe took off the hat that belonged to him.

She cried a lot and was "hijacked" into the car for a long time before she could react.

"Don't be nervous." The man held the steering wheel with one hand and tilted his head slightly, exposing the skin from his chin to his Adam's apple. The neon lights were shining through the car window, which was indescribably sexy. He twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, "If you are found, you can pretend you don't know each other. You can do public relations without being photographed together. Even if you are photographed together, you can still buy photos."

"..."

"I can afford it."

This kind of tone of "I earn so much money just to be self-willed when I want to be self-willed", his agent is afraid that he will be angry with three crow's feet.

Encountering a long red light on the road, Jiang Mu stepped on the brakes, "The existence of the media is not a ferocious beast, but a bridge between you and the public. Don't treat it as an enemy. You imagine it as infinitely terrifying, no To avoid it is to fight it, then it will really eat you. Why don't you think about it, if it is your partner, how will you negotiate with it?"

"Mr. Jiang, is this privately opening a small stove for me?"

"No charge."

She didn't appreciate it at all, and whispered, "I hate wiggly men the most."

"Exactly, I don't need you to like it either." The man replied simply, and suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a set of pictures diagonally ahead. It was a billboard on the LED screen on the building, which happened to be playing the performance and competition of "Beautiful Girl ick".

Ai Bei followed his line of sight and saw it too.

Looking at it from an oblique angle, there are only colorful color blocks, and the specific content cannot be clearly seen. But even if there are only color blocks, the costumes and scenes of which scene can be inferred from the color composition, especially for the parties involved.

The green light came on, the car drove past the billboard, and the girls in the picture were sweating with enthusiasm, looking youthful. One of the girls' movements is relatively poor in terms of rhythm and strength, and is quite conspicuous in the neat team. It's just that her appearance overshadowed this flaw, and when people saw her at first glance, they didn't think of her strength.

Ai Bei was fascinated when he suddenly felt the car stop and the person in the driver's seat said, "Get off."

The place where the billboard is located is an old shopping mall with not many people. There are several milk tea and dessert shops across the street. It is a little deserted during the non-holiday and non-fake time. The two entered a dessert shop wearing masks and hats. The shop has a relatively private corner, and potted plants are placed on the semi-blocked wall, which can block the sight of others.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Don't you want to watch it, let you watch it for a while."

Jiang Mu went to the front desk to order, and not long after, he returned with a wooden tray filled with all kinds of tempting desserts. These temptations were presented to Aibe naked.

"I can't eat it," she said weakly.

During the competition, each contestant has strict requirements on her weight. She is not one of those who are not easy to gain weight. In order not to waste time on losing weight, a proper diet is necessary.

"What are you dieting for? It's to come on stage in the best shape possible."

But obviously, her emotional state has fallen to the bottom. It doesn't matter whether she is an inch fat or not, and people who can't even be happy themselves, how to use performances to bring happiness to others.

"..."

The atmosphere fell silent when she mentioned the topic related to the stage. She lowered her head slightly, and the potential resistance in her voice emerged again, "Why do you care so much. Whether I eat or not, whether I am in a good mood or not, it has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Mu looked at her for a while, then suddenly said, "Did you know that when I first debuted, I had an experience similar to yours?"

"What... status?"

He said lightly: "Depression."

"..."

"Mild." He took a sip of the sweet and sour juice, his expression soothed, "But I don't quite believe it. It's not up to me how I want to fill in that test question. It's not difficult for me to fill in a serious one."

"Jiang Mu!" She whispered.

"Be quiet, don't get caught."

The voices of the two fell silent together, and the discussions at the next table became much clearer. Two young girls in their twenties, one of them probably saw the billboard on the opposite building, and said casually: "Why is it a good night video again, every time I pass by here, I see her, she dances so fast. It's normal, why is it so hot?"

"Because it's cute, Yan is justice!" The girl sitting across from her immediately said.

"That's right, she looks really good-looking."

"Yeah! To be honest, I didn't care much about her at first, but so many people scolded her on the Internet, so I paid attention to her. It's her face fan."

"I can't do it, I still prefer strong people. Have you seen that video? A sister in class B cried. Good night Zhou comforted her for a long time. It's not bad, but then, she actually let Nan Joe went to teach that sister and sat down to drink water to rest. I looked at that sister and was dumbfounded. What is this operation?"

Maybe the billboard is in front, and the popularity of "ick beautiful girl" occupies the summer stall. There are not many people in the dessert shop, but there are always young girls in their teens and twenties. They always mention In this show, the name of Good Night Zhou is mentioned.

The style of painting in reality is completely different from the one on the Internet. Even people who don't like Good Night Zhou rarely slander her. At most, they say: "I prefer **** to Good Night Zhou."

Jiang Mu listened for a moment and was about to say something, but when he turned his head, he found that the person in front of him was in a daze. She broke her quit and started eating desserts. The mango pancake was bitten off, revealing snow-white cream and mangoes. A little white cream was on her lips, and she licked it unconsciously.

Good night Zhou certainly has fans. Even when she is pessimistic, she knows that there are people who support her, but the negative emotions brought by malice will always offset those positive emotions.

Compared to having fans supporting her, what is more surprising at the moment is the calm chat between the two.

One side likes her, the other doesn't like her, but she doesn't have the extreme face-breaking look on the Internet. She is just a small topic between ordinary girlfriends.

As Jiang Mu said, she is not a princess who is trapped in thorns, the world has another appearance.

The pair of girlfriends over there complained about the little black spots of Good Night Zhou, and the one who said that she was a fan laughed, "She has a little problem, but who knows, maybe she took the script."

"what?"

The other party said casually, "Don't you think? My sister's personality looks like it's operated by a company."

"You said so..."

"It was such a waste in the early stage, maybe she took the counterattack script." Fans wearing filters had a beautiful fantasy, and her best friend laughed at her dreaming.

And here, Ai Bei suddenly heard Jiang Mu let out a soft laugh, and she raised her eyes just into his eyes.

He asked her, "Do you want to take the counterattack script?"

Although he took someone out to relax for a while, Jiang Mu didn't think that would relieve her. He just hoped that she would not be too heavy in the process of treatment, taking seeing a doctor as a burden. He still encouraged Aibe to see a psychiatrist and tell the other party his basic situation.

The program team didn't do it too perfunctory in this regard. After all, there was a big event like jumping off a building and committing suicide. They hired a well-known local psychiatrist to sit in the town. At the same time, they encouraged players with high psychological pressure to ask questions. Mental illness” still has some unspeakable taboos, and not many people use this resource.

Before Ai Bei found a psychiatrist, Jiang Mu communicated with the psychiatrist. He was worried that the program team wanted to control the state of the contestants, and if she was found to be in serious condition, she would be eliminated from the competition. Then he'd be a disservice.

Knowing this, Ai Bei privately thanked the other party in his spare time: "Thank you, Teacher Jiang."

"Yeah." He rolled his eyelids lazily to look at her, "I'm very polite today." Before, he scolded Jiang Mu for sexual harassment.

She said bluntly: "Because you are acting more like a teacher today."

He looked at her carefully, "I think your face powder is right, your kindness is your character."

"Then my personality has collapsed, will Teacher Jiang break the news with the media?"

"Let's see if the money is enough."

The two talked nonsense back and forth, and Jiang Mu rushed to teach class A, "Stop talking, let's go."

"Jiang Mu." Ai Bei suddenly stopped him when he walked a few steps away. The person in front stopped, turned slightly sideways, half of his body was caged in the shadow, and the silhouette was as perfect as an advertising sign. He gave him a questioning look.

"I'll replace that video." She said, "Maybe I'll disappoint that girl, and in the next video, the protagonist is still Good Night Zhou."

It's just a different week's good night, a better her.

He didn't give much of a response, just a "cool" gesture like a thumbs up, and left.

So he didn't see it, monitoring the blind spot, the girl's lips smiled slightly, and Zhou Wan An during the low ebb was completely different.

Of course, Ai Bei knew that Jiang Mu had suffered from depression. She had read the information of every tutor and memorized them by heart. His illness is not as easy as he himself said, the cause is the pervasive illegitimate powder. The other party climbed in three times a week, either hiding in the closet or behind the sofa. Jiang Mu called the police at first, but after being provoked, he started fighting with the other party. The other party left him with wounds in the counterattack.

After his fans found out, they fought back furiously, slaughtered the whole family of illegitimate fans, and almost forced the other's parents to commit suicide.

He was always on the move, until that moment, shaking the industry he was in like never before. In times of peace, wars raged here, killing people with words. In the end, he couldn't even tell whether it was the illegitimate fan's bigger mistake or the greater impact he had on each other's life.

After Abe finished jumping off the building, he decided to start with him. Good night Zhou needs a reason, and Jiang Mu is her reason.

The original Good Night Zhou was indeed just a temporary emotional breakdown. After facing death, I never thought about dying again. The pinhole on Ai Bei's arm was not the other party's long-term behavior, it was just a tool for her to approach Jiang Mu.

Kind and good girls always die at the beginning of the game, but hypocrisy can survive for a long time.

Within two days, it arrived at the trend music festival that Ai Bei was invited to attend. Before the event, she reunited with the people from class A to rehearse the repertoire at that time several times. They were curious about her life in class C, and there were endless words surrounding her, and questions emerged one after another. For a while, it seemed like she was back when she was still the center of Class A.

The girls in class a have a tight schedule, not just a music festival, but when they get there, they are very busy with makeup and changing clothes. Many things can be reflected in these details. Several makeup artists put on makeup in order of ranking. When it was Abe's turn, there was not much time and the makeup was more sloppy. The outfits also changed, and the outfit that suited her best was taken away by another girl who also suited the style.

Fortunately, she didn't mind either.

The cheers from the audience came one after another, and everyone had fans who supported them. They held support cards and shouted excitedly.

"Nan Qiao! Qiao Qiao, we will always support you!"

"Tang Tang, you are the sweetest, eighteen flavors of sweetness!"

"Memphis, Feifei look here—"

"Good night Zhou -" In the cheering voice for Ai Bei, there was a sudden tearing scream, "Good night Zhou, why are you not dead yet, jump off the building!"

There was only a brief shout, and no one could be found afterwards. Only the others on the stage glanced at Ai Bei awkwardly, and Nan Qiao gave Ai Bei a reassuring look.

She worries about Abe's emotional breakdown, but the show goes on anyway.

Abe glanced in a certain direction.

After that, things went relatively smoothly until the climax of the dance song, when a strong light suddenly shone on the stage and shot straight into Ai Bei's eyes, causing her movements to pause for a moment, disrupting the rhythm.