Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Man Behind the Scenes
Jiaoao City, Dongshan, green pine and bamboo cypress community, a large living room with four bedrooms and two living rooms.
A middle-aged fat man who grew fat and was more than 180 pounds, but only 1.75 meters tall, sat in front of a computer and was looking at the computer screen excitedly.
"Hehe, what an unexpected gain!" the middle-aged fat man rubbed his hands, "I just wanted Liu Zixia and Xia Yue to have a bad reputation, but I didn't expect there to be such an unexpected gain." ”
Jingle bells!
At that moment, the phone next to the computer rang.
The middle-aged fat man glanced at it and pressed the connect button: "Hey, old Han, are you still satisfied with my masterpiece?"
A slightly cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "Jin Shitang, I spent money to let you black Liu Zixia, what are you doing to provoke Xia Yue?"
Golden Stone Hall!
It turns out that this fat man is the first mad dog on the Internet, Jin Shitang!
"Hahaha, what's this?" Jin Shitang laughed, "I'm not afraid to bite if there are more lice, and I'm not afraid to carry if I have more debts! It just so happened that I took over a commissioned task to discredit Xia Yue, so I did it together, how about it? Isn't it perfect?"
"Perfect your milk, milk!" The voice on the other side was furious, "I said that I had said two million, but now because you actually gave me an extraneous branch, you broke the contract first, and I can only pay you one million!"
"Han Junqing, how dare you?" Jin Shitang scolded angrily: "If you dare to owe me a million, believe it or not, I will post the content of your call with me on the Internet now?"
Han Junqing, is he the music production director of Wenxing Entertainment?
"You threaten me!" Han Junqing's voice turned cold.
"I'm just threatening you!" Jin Shitang said, "Not only will you threaten you, but you will have to come to me tomorrow, otherwise how can I fight? Aren't you known as the top music producer in the industry? Are you afraid of making songs live?"
"Hmph!" Han Junqing made a sound from his nose, "500,000! Give you 500,000 less, and you will be considered to buy me to help this time." ”
"Okay, 500,000 is 500,000!" Jin Shitang responded directly, 500,000 for the top musicians in the industry, composing songs on the spot, and helping him get through this difficulty, think about it, he didn't lose anything, didn't he?
Syllable!
The voice landed, and the phone hung up.
Looking at the interface of the phone hanging up, the anger on Jin Shitang's face disappeared, and he sneered: "I'll carry the infamy, you can't think of money, you really think I'm a philanthropist!"
After a few words of self-talk, Jin Shitang directly posted a Weibo: "@刘子夏@夏月, a word is a certainty, tomorrow at eight o'clock in the evening, see you or leave!"
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Sichuan Shu, Jincheng, Huadu Holiday Inn.
At the end of the day's shooting, Li Mengyi felt that the whole person was about to fall apart, and she now misses the days when she lived in Jinghua.
Li Mengyi, who was sitting on the sofa and rolled his eyes at the script, was just about to take a shower, when He Jingjing ran in with Tai Qingmei's tablet: "Yiyi, it's not good, something happened to your Liu Zixia." ”
Li Meng's heart tightened consciously, and said, "What's wrong?"
"This ...... You better see for yourself, I can't say a sentence or two. He Jingjing directly handed over the tablet in her hand, "Sister Siqi also knows, she is talking to Mr. Lang on the phone at this time." ”
Li Mengyi didn't speak, just took the tablet and looked at it carefully.
It has been two hours since Jin Shitang published Weibo and Liu Zixia posted a battle post, and a freelance media writer directly wrote a draft of the grievances between the two and posted it on Weibo.
also took an eye-catching title: "The Three-Angle Relationship between Jinshitang and Liu Zixia and Xia Yue"
Many people who don't know why eat melons, after reading this article, they understand what is going on.
"This Jinshi Hall is really a muddy!"
After reading this article, Li Mengyi's face turned red with anger, "Let's not talk about whether Zixia is really not original, Yueyue is still just a child, how can the popularity be involved in the child? No, I have to post a Weibo!"
A few days of getting along is enough for the two to call each other no longer with their surnames, but only to call the last two words.
This one by one, why can't you get the key points in Weibo?
Poor He Jingjing will not understand the thoughts of Li Mengyi, who is already a mother.
One by one, Liu Zixia said on Weibo that if he loses, he will quit the entertainment industry. ”
Out of the idea of caring for children with intellectual disabilities, He Jingjing reminded, "If you want me to say, Jin Shitang must have received someone's instructions, otherwise, how could he target Liu Zixia so much?"
Fools can see that this time Jin Shitang is deliberately targeting Liu Zixia and 'Xia Yue', and rubbing the heat is one thing, but thinking about the interest relationship behind is the point!
"I know it!" Cheng Siqi, who hung up the phone, walked in, "I called Lang Wenxing just now, and he said that he didn't expect Liu Zixia to have such a big reaction." ”
"That's because he doesn't understand Zixia. Li Mengyi's face was a little anxious now, "Yueyue is the lifeblood of the two of us, this matter has involved Yueyue, Zixia will definitely not let go of Jinshitang easily." ”
"What if you're not optimistic?"
Cheng Siqi's face was not very good-looking, "You look at the hot searches on Weibo and the comments on hot topics, people from all walks of life are involved, although they are all scolding Jin Shitang, but some people mention that they are not optimistic about Liu Zixia and 'Xia Yue'! ”
"No, I want to go back to Jinghua!" Li Mengyi also obviously thought of this, so he had to get up and pack his bags.
"Yiyi, you give me some reason!" At this time, only Cheng Siqi could suppress her, "What can you do even if you go back?"
"What should I do then?" Li Mengyi said eagerly, "Can you just just watch?"
Cheng Siqi said helplessly: "We can only wish Liu Zixia that this battle has been won!"
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Inadvertently, time always flies.
At seven o'clock the next night, Liu Zixia had just made dinner for Yueyue when the phone rang.
"Mengyi, is today's filming over?" Liu Zixia answered the phone and said.
"Today's scene is not very easy to shoot, and each one has been clicked many times. Li Mengyi's voice was a little tired, "Don't talk about me yet, how is Yueyue today?"
"Yueyue is very obedient today. Liu Zixia turned his head to look at Yueyue, who was happily pulling rice, smiled, and said, "Teacher Wang in kindergarten today, I also rewarded Yueyue with a big red flower!"
"Really?" Li Mengyi's voice was a little surprised, "Is it because of being good?"
"The little guy is today's star of labor!" Liu Zixia said with a smile, "Originally, Mr. Wang wanted to reward Yueyue with a notebook, but the little guy didn't say that the flowers were good-looking, and he wanted to give them to his mother, so he grabbed a flower." ”
"This little girl!" Li Mengyi chuckled twice, was silent for a while, and said, "By the way, you ...... today." Do you want to compete with Jinshitang?"
"Hmm. Liu Zixia snorted, "You know too?"
"Now it's spread all over the Internet, can I not know?" Li Mengyi complained, "You are too impulsive this time, if I am by your side......"
"How about you being by my side?" Liu Zixia pursed and said something that was not beaten, "It's better to let me be scolded myself!"
"Liu Zixia, you are really a weak soul!" Li Meng scolded and hung up the phone directly.
"This woman, is what I said wrong?" Liu Zixia scratched his head, a little incomprehensible.
To tell the truth, although Liu Zixia's emotional intelligence is not low, at least it is the first time to flirt with her sister, and she is still very idiotic in some places.
Ding dong!
At this time, the doorbell rang.
Liu Zixia opened the door, and a large group of people broke in outside: Lang Wenxing, Zhang Minghao, Bai Liansheng, Song Qingshan, Su Fatzi, Wang Yingying and Wang Xiaotong.
"Hey, I said, how did you meet together?" Liu Zixia let everyone in.
"You kid, I let people move their house for a day today, and you ask me how I met them?" Lang Wenxing said angrily, "As soon as I opened the door, I met such a large group of people. ”
"No, Brother Hao, why are you here too?" Liu Zixia wondered.
"Hehe, I'm here to eat at Lao Lang's house today. Zhang Minghao's eyes were a little dodgy, hehe Zhile.
"Don't even make excuses. Liu Zixia poured a cup of tea for everyone, "If you want to see the live version of the competition, just say it, don't fix those useless ones." ”
"Well, we're here to see it. Wang Xiaotong was very straightforward, "It just so happens that we can also bring Yueyue." ”
"Okay, if you haven't eaten, go to the table and eat something by yourself. Liu Zixia was too lazy to ink with them, "It's almost time coming, I'm going to start preparing." ”
Liu Zixia's live broadcast room is the music balcony, and he has already connected to the computer and set up the camera.
"Dad, what are you doing?" At this time, Yueyue had already finished dinner, and when she saw Liu Zixia busy on the music balcony, she trotted over.
"Yueyue, have you eaten enough?" Liu Zixia touched Yueyue's little head, "Dad has agreed with others to sing!"
"Oh no!" Yueyue's eyes lit up, "Yueyue has to sing too!" Dad taught Yueyue songs two days ago, and Yueyue is already very proficient in singing!"
"Yueyue is good!" Liu Zixia said, "You can watch from the side, but you can't disturb Dao Dad." ”
"Oh, okay. Yueyue lowered her head, her small mouth pursed, and she was a little unhappy.
It's like being abandoned by my father, and the little appearance is very pitiful.
"Okay, okay!" Liu Zixia was very soft-hearted, and when he saw the little guy's pouting appearance, he said, "At the end of the meeting, Dad will sing that song to you with you, okay?"
"Really?" Yueyue's little ears edged and she raised her head in surprise.
"Of course it's true!" Liu Zixia nodded the tip of the little guy's nose and got busy on the music balcony again.