Yu Yi still went.

I took a day off with Xiao Wang, and relied on my previous friendship, he didn't ask anything, waved his hand, and approved.

She only has one property here, a single-family villa, on the outskirts of the city, remote and quiet, only a few people know about it, and if there is a funeral, it should be the best place.

Who would have thought that Yu Yi went home for the last time to attend his funeral.

Just thinking about it, I think it's ridiculous.

She lowered the brim of her hat and sighed helplessly.

The taxi slowly drove away from the city, the number on the taxi kept rising, and when it stopped at the door of the villa area, Yu Yi looked up, Rao was already mentally prepared, and he was also startled by the countless cameras in front of him.

After all, the rumors leaked out.

I don't know if someone did it on purpose, or if it was a mistake.

There was a commotion all around, and the reporters tried to squeeze in, but the security guards were sweating profusely, and they couldn't control the situation. Yu Yi paid for the car, casually dragged a female reporter with a microphone and an excited face, and asked in a throat:

"Hello, you're here for the funeral?"

The female reporter nodded perfunctorily, took a step forward with all her might, and provoked a series of scolding, she let out a long breath, seeing that she couldn't squeeze in, before she glanced at Yu Yi and said:

"You're a little star, right? Which company? Yu Yibing's funeral doesn't accept us to take pictures, and doesn't let strangers in, if you have a way, you can work hard, if you can take me in by the way, it would be better. ”

"I don't have any. ”

"Then it can't be helped. The female reporter pursed her lips and pointed to the side, "Go over there and cry, if you still can't get in later, I'll take a picture for you, and you ask your company to come to me when you come back." ”

Cry?

Yu Yi was stunned for a moment, turned his head and saw that there were really a few little stars dressed in black covering their faces beside them, but they were all dressed and had their own lighting equipment, and before a few tears had fallen, they couldn't wait to look at the camera, point out, and then continue shooting.

It is estimated that I can't wait for tomorrow, and one afternoon's work is enough for countless newsletters to be posted on the Internet, and with the heat, I will start a wave of people who respect their predecessors and do not forget their original intentions.

Her death really provided an opportunity for many people.

Yu Yi is both helpless and funny.

The noise ahead is not over, a group of cameras with cameras are crowded in the front, relying on people and horses to constantly impact the human wall set up by the security guards, and there are countless reporters chattering behind, everyone is crowding, everyone wants to be the first to rush in, so as to get the latest news.

The female reporter who chatted with Yu Yi for a few sentences was also the one who did not give in, pressing step by step, waving the microphone, and really stepped forward a lot, seeing that Yu Yi did not leave, she kindly pulled her.

Yu Yi was forced to get involved in the crowd, and he couldn't retreat if he wanted to.

There were dense microphones and camera equipment in front and back, and when she moved her arms, she could attract countless shouts and curses.

Fortunately, the door finally opened.

Even if the security guard was armed with a baton, he didn't dare to shoot at so many people, and there was a camera pointing at him, and the verbal warning had reached the limit. was pushed aside, and before he could wait, there was a burst of smoke and dust billowing in front of him, and then he looked at it, and there was still someone there.

Yu Yi followed behind the female reporter and asked curiously, "Do you know where her home is?"

"Of course, otherwise how to grab the news. The female reporter didn't look back, and ran fast with her high heels, "But Yu Yibing is well hidden, I followed her a few times before my peers, but I didn't find where her home was, and this is the news I just got yesterday." ”

Since you have chosen the profession of an artist, you must be prepared for not being able to keep your privacy, Yu Yi nodded silently, but her brows furrowed slightly.

Few people knew about her family, and they would never reveal the address unless there was really no way out.

So, who exactly?

Yu Yi followed the female reporter silently, her physical strength was surprisingly good, she ran out of a kilometer and was only slightly panting, the villa was not far ahead, the light-wood building, caged by plants in the center, revealed an indescribable desolation.

The door of the villa was open, and some people stood at the door and whispered, and when they caught a glimpse of so many long guns and short cannons rushing towards them, their faces changed.

A middle-aged woman stepped forward, blocked the door alone, and scolded:

"We don't accept photo interviews here, who asked you to come?"

She is not tall, short and fat, with an ordinary appearance, and her haggard face gives her a little more vicissitudes, but even so, the moment she stood up, all the reporters paused.

This is one of the most well-known brokers in the industry.

There are not many artists under her management, but most of them have become superstars in the end, and since Yu Yi's debut, she has given her countless help and support.

The relationship between them is more like relatives than cooperation.

Almost subconsciously, the moment he saw her, Yu Yi pressed the brim of his hat even lower, covering his reddened eyes.

She knew that even if she died, Wang Qiuhua would protect her.

No matter how strong the deterrent is, it only lasts for a short moment, the reporters glanced at each other, and a bold male reporter stepped forward and shouted at the top of his voice:

"You're not right, are you? We're all here, we can't just leave. ”

Wang Qiuhua looked at him coldly, "Which media are you from? I have already notified in advance and do not accept any form of interviews and photos, do you want to go against my Tianmen Media?"

The male reporter was stunned, raised his hand and covered the label on the microphone, Wang Qiuhua was in the way, they didn't even know who was coming to attend the funeral, wouldn't this trip be in vain.

finally entered the community, where were they willing to let go of such a big headline.

All of a sudden, the crowd was furious.

With the first reporter to step forward, everyone else followed.

Saying things that are not easy to understand, trying to cover up the crazy behavior in this way. They pressed step by step, and soon squeezed to the door, Wang Qiuhua did not give an inch, and stood alone in front of the door, but her figure was quickly drowned in the crowd. Yu Yi's eyes widened, if this doesn't work, she will be in danger, and if she continues to make trouble, she will offend all the media.

Even if she is a well-known agent in the circle, it will still be difficult to move an inch, and the company will punish her, everything she has accumulated over the years cannot be turned into a bubble because of Yu Yi, a dead person.

Yu Yi's eyes were terrifyingly red, as if she was about to drip blood, she desperately pushed through the crowd and rushed towards Wang Qiuhua.

She was going to tell her that it was okay, just let them in, and it didn't matter if they took pictures casually and turned the funeral into a farce. Her only hope is that this woman who sees her mother will not be hurt,

That's all.