This female artist is Jiang Ling, who was once ridiculed by Wang Zi'an for looking stumbling.

In Jiang Ling's opinion, Wang Zi'an's mouth is more poisonous than the mouth of a shrew.

"He, is he scolding me?" Before the agent could speak, Jiang Ling's heart was like ashes.

She's really not pretty.

Women who are not beautiful cherish their wings and fame even more.

It's like running naked can increase popularity, but no artist wants to earn popularity in this way.

Jiang Ling naturally didn't want to be stained by Wang Zi'an's stinky, so as to gain popularity.

It's better not to have this kind of popularity.

It's not that she doesn't have the strength and resources.

"This villain, how can you go out and not be hit by a car and die!" Jiang Ling's agent had an ugly face, although he did not answer Jiang Ling's words directly, but the meaning of this was already very clear.

Jiang Ling's head was buzzing, Wang Zi'an really picked her.

She wanted to cry, and she regretted why she ended up that night and rushed to die.

The relationship between her and Yao Mingyue is not very good, and they are still resource competitors in the company.

Jiang Ling opened Weibo tremblingly, and she admitted it for a dollar.

She wanted to see the genuine version and see with her own eyes whether Wang Zi'an really scolded her and how.

After paying, the hidden page pops up.

Jiang Ling took a look.

"Hum~"

Her eyes went dark and she almost fainted.

Maybe netizens are just happy to see it, but she is different.

Wang Zi'an's poem is too true.

Directly hit Jiang Ling's vital point.

Her body staggered.

"Lingling, Lingling......" The agent's face changed slightly, and he held Jiang Ling.

How did her own artist suffer so badly, it was much more serious than she imagined.

Luan Entertainment.

"This little white face is too deceitful!" Feng Shaohua slapped the table, eager to chop up Wang Zi'an and feed the dog.

Luo Jin was also a little crazy.

Lei Ming was tired, he was ridiculed by his peers in the past few days, and he was very faceless.

Although many people seemed to be joking, he could see that these people were actually gloating in their hearts.

Online.

"Hey, this poem has a mystery. ”

"I wonder if it's true?"

"I don't know, there are many temptations in the entertainment industry. ”

"Yes, otherwise why are so many men and women desperately squeezing in, they all want to sleep with handsome guys and beautiful women. ”

"Haha, I think Wang Zi'an may have taken a lot of photos and videos, if he breaks out, there will definitely be a lot of injured female artists. ”

"He won't explode, unless he doesn't want to mix in the entertainment industry. ”

"It's illegal to blow it up. ”

"Cut, just don't admit it, if you lose your phone or something, what can you do with him? ”

“......”

Feng Shaohua and Luo Jin have a headache exactly like this, Wang Zi'an's appearance is really good.

is so good that they all vaguely know that some of their female artists have a leg with him in private.

Today's young people can no longer be described as unrestrained, but as too good at playing.

When playing, taking pictures and recording videos is a piece of cake.

"If he really breaks the can, what will we do?" Luo Jin asked Feng Shaohua.

Feng Shaohua understands men better than Luo Jin, and he also has a headache.

But he and Luo Jin couldn't find their own female artists to ask if they could take pictures and videos.

Entertainers also have their own dignity and privacy.

Parents are not good at caring about their children, let alone the relationship between the two parties is only a brokerage company and an artist.

At this time, Jiang Ling was already crying and fainting.

Wang Zi'an wrote such a poem on today's paid Weibo:

"Early White Emperor City

Between the white emperor and the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day.

The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the ten thousand mountains. ”

This is a poem composed by Li Bai, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty in the previous life, when he was pardoned and returned from exile in the second year of the Qianyuan Dynasty.

It is one of the most widely circulated famous poems in Li Bai's poems.

This poem is intended to describe a section of the Yangtze River from Emperor Baidi to Jiangling, where the water is fast and the boat is flying.

The whole poem integrates the poet's happy mood after being pardoned with the magnificence and colorfulness of the rivers and mountains, and the smoothness and brisk sailing along the river, using exaggeration and whimsy, writing fluently and elegantly, shocking the world, and not pretending to be carved, doing whatever you want, and natural.

Seeing this poem, regardless of whether it has any implied anything, some netizens praised: "Crying ghosts and gods in the storm!"

I don't know if this is from the heart or something else, in short, just looking at the surface of this poem, the literary value is very high.

Jiang Ling was about to cry and faint because ...... There really is such a thing.

When the prince was in the White Emperor City, she had traveled thousands of miles.

Not to mention the process and cause and effect, Wang Zi'an summed it up very appropriately, just to shoot a shot and return a day later.

"What do you say that a husband and wife are 100 days a day, and the scumbag ......" Jiang Ling was very aggrieved, but thinking about it, 100 days have already passed.

She didn't know how many different beds and how many different men she slept in in those two years.

Yao Mingyue saw this poem by Prince Anfa, and her heart was strange.

She used to think that Jiang Ling and Wang Zi'an had a leg, and it seemed that she really had a leg.

Without a leg, it is estimated that it will not be able to write thousands of miles to send cannons.

It's like Wang Zi'an hasn't slept with her, and he may not be able to write about the bright moonlight before bed.

"I wasn't the only one who was unlucky. At this time, Yao Mingyue seemed to be in a much better mood.

It feels a lot better to have people who share hardships and bad luck together.

"Milk hurts!" Wang Yishan also wanted to cry.

Although Wang Zi'an didn't disgust her this time, she also ended that night.

Yin Zhengwu and Jiang Ling were both actively attacked by Wang Zi'an, is she still far away?

If you knew today, you could just watch the excitement that night, and what kind of scene will it be.

Wang Yishan was secretly annoyed, why did she be cheap at that time.

"Bubble up peacefully, break up harmoniously, it should be fine. Wang Yishan comforted herself.

Although Yao Mingyue was Wang Zi'an's girlfriend, the artists in the company can see that it is mostly hype.

In addition, Yao Mingyue did too much, and she was half-true with Wang Zi'an, and during the CP group, she was unclear with other men.

Therefore, Wang Yishan felt that Wang Zi'an was not surprised that he could treat Yao Mingyue like this now.

Circle.

"It seems that Wang Zi'an really doesn't want to mix in this circle. ”

"Well, it's too desperate to do things, so there will be no agency, no crew, no stage willing to ask for him. ”

He will also be able to earn some pocket money on Weibo to spend, despised. ”

"There must be something hateful about the wretched, and it is true. ”

“......”

Many artists in the circle have mixed feelings about Wang Zi'an.

Some people feel sad that the rabbit is dead, some people are angry, and some people are cold-eyed.

Yongcheng, on a taxi.

After two days of rushing work, Ivanka's song accompaniment and vocals were recorded, and even the master tape was produced.

Wang Zi'an, Ivanka and Li Kexin chartered a car home overnight.

Tomorrow is the last day of the Qingming holiday, and he has to take Li Kexin to the grave.

So I didn't continue to live in Yongcheng and wait until tomorrow to go home.

Wang Zi'an has relatives, but he has left him to go to the grave of his ancestors for the past two days.

Wang's father and mother passed away, and relatives put the blame on Wang Zi'an.

In fact, it is also the responsibility of Wang Zi'an's predecessor.

In the past two years, the relatives have almost ignored Wang Zi'an, and Wang Zi'an has no face to see his relatives.

The taxi took Ivanka to the gate of the town middle school first, and before she got out of the car and closed the door, Wang Zi'an stopped her.