0p0 Chapter 208: Frontal Tearing
Chapter 208: Frontal Tearing
Studio No. 7 in Jingshi is similar to the film and television park in Ningcheng. It has newly built antique-style sections, sections from the Republic of China and other periods, as well as modern and futuristic sections full of science fiction.
There are artists coming and going here every day, shooting commercials, music videos, or movies and TV series.
Paparazzi and star-chasing girls are there every day, more actively than punching in at work.
Xie Jiang and Qu Huan had not walked far when a large group of paparazzi and star-chasing girls suddenly appeared and surrounded them.
"I guess someone leaked your itinerary." Qu Hua instinctively grabbed Xie Jiang's arm, her pretty eyebrows furrowed, and her heart was filled with uneasiness.
A few days after the first episode of "Class B" ended, Xie Jiang seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth, with no news about him online or offline.
No matter how powerful the fans and paparazzi are, they can find out what endorsements she has signed, but they can never know on which day she will come to shoot the endorsement advertisement.
Paparazzi and fans were not allowed to enter the place where they got off the bus, and they would not encounter any people staking out on the route they took. So where did these paparazzi and fans come from?
"Someone notified them to come over." Xie Jiang read the message from the leading paparazzi, turned his head casually, and looked at the white nanny car in the parking lot.
Since Fang Ying is so free, let's find something for her to do.
"Could it be Fang Ying?" Qu Huan's eyes widened, her round black pupils like grapes, bright and shining, filled with the excitement of eating melon. "She and Cui Nanlu had a fight last night, and she dragged you into it."
"Hmm?" Xie Jiang pretended to be curious.
The third brother mentioned it last night, but she wasn't interested and didn't even look at the trending searches.
Hot searches are not as good-looking as the pretty brother.
Besides, female celebrities fight for endorsements or film and television resources, and men are the last ones to come.
It also depends on whether the man is worth fighting for.
"The Luo Han couple has recently contacted Fang Ying and Cui Nanlu about the luxury watch endorsement, and I heard it will be finalized soon." Qu Huan raised her eyebrows, showing her cute dimples on her cheeks, and smiled with glee.
Last night, Fang Ying's agent went crazy first, exposing that Cui Nanlu had contacted a divorce lawyer and mocking her for being old and ugly and about to become an abandoned woman.
Cui Nanlu released evidence that Fang Ying used her name to buy trending searches and spread rumors about Xie Jiang.
"The brand won't make a decision so quickly. They had a fight yesterday and both sides suffered losses." Xie Jiang couldn't help laughing. Her delicate eyebrows relaxed, and she was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her.
I just don’t know who will benefit in the end.
It hasn't been long since Xiao Yu and Luo Han were both imprisoned for their scandals. The more they like to quarrel online, the more afraid brands become.
Who knows if the newly signed spokesperson will be the next Luo Hanshuang.
Qu Huan blinked and was about to ask herself a lot of questions when seven or eight microphones came at her. The noise from the paparazzi and fans chattering at the same time was so deafening that it hurt her ears.
"Hammer God, did you know that Teacher Fang bought trending searches to spread rumors about you?"
"Teacher Xie, are you dating Chairman Xianyun?"
"Xie Jiang, someone broke the news that you brought Chairman Xianyun to meet his parents. Is it true that good things are coming?"
"Sister Jiang Jiang, are you dating Actor Song? Why did he help you remove the trending search?"
"Sister Jiang Jiang, are you three-timing? I heard that the top student Ling Yuncheng is being kept by you. Is that true?"
Xie Jiang suppressed her impatience and reached out to grab the paparazzi who asked her if she was supporting Ling Yuncheng. When she found out that he had actually started a live broadcast, her face instantly turned gloomy.
She acted so quickly that the paparazzi and fans who were asking questions and taking photos had no time to react before they heard a terrifying scream.
The surroundings fell silent, and the scene in the live broadcast room collapsed.
"Brother Yuncheng is tutoring Xu Chen. I'm sure everyone can still find traces of this online." Xie Jiang squeezed the paparazzi's shoulders, scanning the area with a sharp gaze, and taunted, "Fang Ying notified you to come and block me. Didn't she tell you in advance? I hate rumors the most."
If Fang Ying's husband in the address book had not yet entered the country, she would not have had the opportunity to jump around.
"I..." The paparazzi trembled with fear.
He did receive a message from Fang Ying's agent, and learned that Xie Jiang was coming to shoot an endorsement advertisement, so he gathered his colleagues and fans to block him.
"Don't try to quibble." Xie Jiang let go of him, took away the phone he was using for live streaming, and calmly turned the camera towards himself, a sarcastic arc rising at the corner of his lips. "Hello everyone, I'm Xie Jiang. I'm solemnly declaring that I'm not dating Song Mingheng, nor am I supporting Brother Yuncheng."
After she finished speaking, she put the phone back and the smile on her face disappeared. "Fang Ying, don't hide behind me and do these little tricks. You know me."
Guan Qingshu was completely doomed. As her mortal enemy, only if they died together would they justify their love and hatred for each other over the years.
The scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
This is a frontal attack.
"By the way, Chairman Xianyun and I did meet his parents, but we didn't date. He just temporarily picked me up to go out to dinner on behalf of my brother." Xie Jiang raised his eyelids and waved calmly, "I still have work to do, so please do as you please."
While everyone was still in shock, she grabbed Qu Huan's wrist, rushed out of the encirclement and entered the shooting area.
No one is allowed to enter the shooting area without an access card. It is not easy for sasaeng fans to sneak in, let alone ordinary fans.
"So handsome." Qu Hua's cheeks flushed with excitement, and her eyes, as clear as spring water, were full of admiration. "Sister Jiang Jiang, when we return to Ningcheng to film, can you teach me self-defense? I heard Ruyi and the others have been doing physical training."
Wen Yunxi, Gu Ruyi and others have been living in Xie Jiang's villa for training. Once their physical fitness reaches the standard, they will be able to learn self-defense.
"Sure." Xie Jiang was amused by her, and his depressed mood was swept away. "The flight has been rescheduled to 8 o'clock tonight. I have to meet Sister Chen from Chongxin after filming the commercial."
Sister Chen wanted to be her spokesperson, but she passed the matter to Sister Wu, and the two failed to reach an agreement.
Fang Ying and Cui Nanlu are quarreling again, and Sister Chen doesn't want to give the endorsement of the high-end women's clothing brand to anyone.
"I have to wait until filming starts before I go to Ningcheng. I have to appear on the second episode of 'Class B' tomorrow," Qu Hua muttered with a gloomy face. "The second episode is almost half a month away from the first, and this live broadcast is two days long. I guess Director Wang is also waiting to see what data we can get without you."
Xie Jiang raised his eyebrows and listened to her complaints quietly.
She brought Hou Zeyu, Song Feiyang and Bian Lan to appear on the show, but only signed a contract with the program crew for one episode. Sister Wu and Mr. Wang probably didn't reach an agreement, so they didn't renew the contract.
Qu Huan is a chatterbox.
The shooting area was about 50 meters away from Studio No. . She spoke quickly and intensively, pouring out all the gossips on the Internet and in the circle during this period.
"Last night, your cheap parents got into an argument while riding in an online ride-hailing service. The driver recorded the conversation and sold it to a marketing account. The leak was quickly deleted, but we've got the full version." Qu Hua covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "You and Mr. Zhou have finally met their parents, right?"
Although her parents' thinking process is different from that of normal people.
"It's like meeting my parents." Xie Jiang was both angry and amused. "You met them earlier than him. My parents are only my third brother and my second uncle and aunt."
Now there are two more aunts and a second grandfather.
My second grandfather has a bit of a masochistic tendency.
She broke up the family. He was angry for a few days but then he calmed down and insisted on recognizing her as his granddaughter.
"That's different, isn't it?" Qu Huan laughed for a moment, then covered her mouth with her hand and whispered, "Fang Ying is here today to shoot a perfume commercial. She's endorsing a high-end luxury brand, and Cui Nanlu will probably be here soon."
It's hard to comment on the fight between these two people using Xie Jiang as a raft.
If two top-tier stars want to fight, they can't do it head-on. What's the point of dragging others into it?
"Don't worry, you go up first. I'll go meet Fang Ying." Xie Jiang patted her shoulder and comforted her, "I'm not a pushover."
Qu Huan truly treated her as a friend, and she liked that very much.
"I'm waiting to see the revelations." Qu Huan smiled and waved, then called her assistant to jog into Studio No. 7.
Xie Jiang stood at the door and sent a message to Sister Wu. Fang Ying came over slowly with her assistant.
She silently calculated the distance, and when Fang Ying and her assistant came within five meters, she read their information, then pulled Wang Yao and turned inside.
The last time Fang Ying and her wealthy husband in the address book were checked, the maximum penalty for their crime was only administrative detention. The third son of the Jin family was taken away for investigation, and the red-marked part in the information doubled.
She frowned as she browsed the information, her pace unconsciously quickening.
Wang Yao followed with her bag on her back, panting, excited and expectant, her ears standing up higher than a rabbit's.
Fang Ying has news!