Jiang MoChen took pictures until ten o'clock in the evening before finishing work, Yan QingChi also waited until ten o'clock in the evening. Seeing that he was so dedicated, Director Wang deliberately adjusted his play the next day to a later stage, so that he could go back tonight and have a good rest. Jiang MoChen took this love and left with his assistant. Before leaving, he took Yan QingChi away.
Everyone unconsciously looked at Yan QingChi who was leaving with Jiang MoChen. The secret path is estimated to be really going to rise, which is really good luck.
Jiang MoChen asked Yan QingChi's assistant to go back to the hotel first, and Wang Xianghai drove him and Yan QingChi to another hotel. Liu Ai, his assistant, also followed.
"What is this?"
"Wait until later."
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yan QingChi didn't ask any more, and started to scan Weibo on the Internet. With this scan, the phone almost dropped out of fright. The number one in the hot search turned out to be [Jiang MoChenYan QingChi].
He clicked it ignorantly, and it took some effort to finally figure out the situation. When he and Jiang MoChen were in that black powder room, a fan who came to visit the class quietly, Jiang MoChen was almost hit by a flowerpot. The video was posted on Weibo, and @The crew and NanCheng Entertainment, asking the crew and the company to give a reasonable answer.
As soon as the video was released, Jiang MoChen's fan house exploded. A wave went to the "Lost" official blog to tear up the crew and questioned the crew what was going on. Can't dim sum be used for field affairs? Is the crew responsible for what happened? Don't know if this situation might lead to death?
The other wave is to tear up the Nancheng official blog and ask them what the company thinks? Is there any importance to the life safety of artists? Where's the broker? Why haven't you seen the agent in the video? Is the assistant dead? Why is the reaction so slow?
Calling passionately on weekdays means that my brother has worked hard. My brother is really a wonderful gentle little fairy, who instantly transformed into a cub-protecting madman. From the company's unsatisfactory rebuke to the company's daily consumption Jiang MoChen , Always use Jiang MoChen to bring newcomers, and finally began to frantically brush the topic # Please South Orange to attach importance to Jiang MoChen#, # Please South Orange respect Jiang MoChen#.
Yan QingChi couldn't help but laugh or cry when he saw this. If fans knew that Jiang MoChen was the boss behind Nancheng, they probably didn't know what the expression was. He thought for a while and thought that fans would probably start to use #pleaseJiang MoChen Cherish the feather#, #please Jiang MoChen don't surrender # or something.
He silently looked at the people around him, and was caught by Jiang MoChen. Yan QingChi looked at him simply and generously, "Your fans hope Nancheng will value you and respect you."
Jiang MoChen smiled helplessly, "Normal." He said, "Fans can only see things on the bright side, and many things they can't see, so they don't know, so they can only work hard to be their idol from their own perspective. Fight for rights. Although the method is a bit simple and rude, the starting point is good, especially this time, they are probably really scared."
Yan QingChi continued to look down and saw that after the first violent rage, some fans started to ask who in the video saved his brother? This problem was quickly expanded, and then someone turned to the official account of "Lost" and picked out Yan QingChi.
Although Guan Mei and assistant He Fei knew Yan QingChi's Weibo account and password, they have always been operating by themselves. The content is very simple. They are all scenery and daily notes. The previous chapter was edited in Jiang MoChen's room that night: Today's moon is a bit round. The picture is a moon.
Soon, this Weibo was occupied by Jiang MoChen's fans. Fans imitated his words and wrote: Today's little brother is a little handsome. Thank you for your handsome action today.
"Thank you little brother for throwing Jiang MoChen down at this critical moment and showing your heart to him."
"Hey, my little brother is too handsome. If he weren't on the set today, our brother would have been injured. Trash company, don't do personnel affairs, #NanCheng is a human today? No! #."
Yan QingChi remembered that when he posted on Weibo two days ago, the comments were still ten digits, and there were already thousands of them by now.
The reposts and comments of the video he threw down Jiang MoChen had already easily broken 10,000. Although the blogger later deleted the video by private messages, this did not prevent Yan QingChi from being mentioned in the comments and reposts.
Immediately afterwards, the climax of the matter came. Jiang MoChen personally sent a Weibo thank you, Yan QingChi replied shyly, the two of them closed each other, and the term [Jiang MoChenYan QingChi] was in the hot search and quickly climbed to the No. One.
Yan QingChi looked at the display on the phone, Jiang MoChenv: Accidents are always inevitable. Fortunately, there is a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the crew. Thank you for today's handsome hero @Yan QingChi. I'm fine. Thank you for your concern. The picture is a picture of the two of them talking in the crew one day. The picture was taken very well, and both of them took it very clearly. He looked at Jiang MoChen with a slight smile, with a gentle color.
Then, he saw Yan QingChiv's first hot comment, "No need, it's just a conditioned reflex. Thank you Chen Ge for taking care of the crew. I have learned a lot and will continue to work hard [shy] in the future."
Yan QingChi looked at Jiang MoChen, "I remember I didn't post on Weibo."
"Guan Mei arranged it over there, my Weibo was also posted by the assistant directly by the agent."
Yan QingChi was a little confused.
Seeing this, Jiang MoChen explained to him patiently, "This video is an accident. I didn't expect it to be broadcast. Since someone posted it, then we must strive to maximize the benefits, so it is used to build momentum for you. Moreover, 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 if there are more people searching, he really becomes a hot search."
Yan QingChi raised his head and leaned back, "You are really tired of living."
"The living people are not tired." Jiang MoChen looked at him, "Is that tired?"
Yan QingChi sighed.
Jiang MoChen also leaned on the cushion and bumped his shoulder, "Don't worry, don't worry about it, you just have to act well, and you don't care about the rest."
"Thank you so much."
"No guest..." Jiang MoChen said halfway, and suddenly reacted, "What did you say?"
"I am that, it is really xi..." Yan QingChi almost reached his mouth with a word of thanks, and finally realized that he took it back in an instant, "I said this is what you should!"
Jiang MoChen snorted coldly.
Yan QingChi asked him, "What should you say now?"
Jiang MoChen did not speak.
"It's not over 24 o'clock. Will you follow the rules of the game, Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang MoChen was speechless, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."
"Are there half sentences?"
Jiang MoChen looked at Xiao Liu and Xiao Wang who were trying to weaken their sense of existence. He approached Yan QingChi's ear and said in a low voice: "Dear, you are right."
Yan QingChi is satisfied, "This is pretty much the same."
"Just wait, it's best that you always remember not to say thank you to me in this life." Jiang MoChen couldn't get used to his villainous look, and said.
Yan QingChi is not afraid of him, "Okay, we both rode on donkeys to check the accounts, and wait and see."
Xiao Wang finally parked his car at a hotel, and several people filed in.
Jiang MoChen took the VIP channel and directly entered the elevator. Yan QingChi was a little surprised, "Aren't you going to get the room card?"
Jiang MoChen dug out his wallet, took out a card, and shook it.
"What is this operation?"
"My hotel, I have an exclusive suite."
Yan QingChi thought for a while, "each city?"
"if not."
"envy."
Jiang MoChen passed the gold card on his hand, "No, here you are."
"Do you need to pay it back?"
"Anyway, you can only open a room with me if you take it, no more."
"How do you know that I will not use it to open a room with others?" Yan QingChi provocatively asked.
Jiang MoChen smiled, "Take my card to open my room with someone else in our hotel? Boy, do you play with fire?"
Yan QingChi was amused by his last three words, "Don't play." He refused.
With a "ding", the elevator opened.
Yan QingChi got out of the elevator and was directly facing a room. He swiped his card, opened the door, and turned on the light. He saw that the room was very wide, with luxury in a low key.
Jiang MoChen closed the door and asked him, "Is it okay?"
"Not bad."
Then, Jiang MoChen pulled him from behind, turned the person around, faced himself, and asked him, "Do you play with fire?"
Yan QingChi leaned against the wall and shook his head slightly, "Don't play."
"Don't think about it?"
"The road is closed, Mr. Jiang, and the road to Qiu Mingshan has long been closed. Why do you keep forgetting about this? People are not old yet, and their memories are dying."
"It's been so long, it's time to unblock it."
Yan QingChi shook his head, "Mr. Jiang, adults need to be responsible for what they say. What if they don't like my body? Now you, the driver, can't get on my luxury car."
"Luxury car?" Jiang MoChen couldn't help but smiled. "At this time, don't you forget to praise yourself?"
"I'm just stating the facts, whether I am a luxury car, others don't know, don't you know?"
Jiang MoChen was speechless. He recalled the time he had driven, but he had to say that it was really satisfying.
"Really don't drive?"
"not open?"
"Don't regret it?"
Yan QingChi thought for a while, "Unless I am a driver today."
"Young man, you are not playing with fire, you are setting off fire."
"It depends on whether you can burn this fire."
Then, Yan QingChi was picked up by Jiang MoChen and thrown on the bed.
Probably because it was not on the road for a long time. This time, Jiang MoChen took a very long time. Yan QingChi laughed at him, "I Jiang MoChen is dead. I jump from here, Plato, if I don't go on the road, I won't be on the road until I die. A luxury car.—It's so fragrant!"
"Let's rest, Plato needs love, do we have this thing?"
"No, it will not delay you on the road. If there is, I am afraid I will die on this mountain road."
Jiang MoChen smiled and patted his face, "Don't worry, just your vigor, it's not easy to die on the mountain road."
"Don't worry," Yan QingChi smiled, "If I die, I will pull you together."
"Since you and I are both so refined, why not have another round."
Then, it was another long round.
Yan QingChi waited for him to get down from the mountain, got out of the car door, and lifted the quilt apart, "I'm going to take a bath, and the mountain road is closed. You will be safe."
Jiang MoChen also lifted the quilt, "I will 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 MoChen was struggling to death.
Yan QingChi sneered, "What should you say now?"
Jiang MoChen looked at his watch, "It is past zero."
"So?" Yan QingChi stared at him.
Jiang MoChen couldn't, so he had to obey: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, dear, you are right."
"It's about the same."