"Brother Chao, Brother He, Sister Liying, Sister Mumu, Sister Zhixiao, Oh no, no good!"

On the set of recording, Deng Chao's agent Xiaohao, holding his mobile phone, suddenly rushed into the filming area as if he was crazy, ignoring Xu Wenwei's angry look and shouting out of breath.

"Xiaohao, what are you crazy about?" Deng Chao, who was dressed in gray linen clothes from the Qin Dynasty, frowned and greeted him.

"No, no!" Xiao Hao, who gasped for breath twice, pointed to the phone in his hand, and shouted anxiously with wide eyes: "Brother Xiao Qi, Brother Xiao Qi, he ......"

"What's wrong with Brother Qi?"

"What's wrong with Oba?"

"What's wrong with Xiao Qi?

Xiao Baozi and a few other girls surrounded him in an instant, and even Xu Wenwei, who originally wanted to reprimand, walked to Xiao Hao's side with a gloomy face after being slightly stunned, frowning and silent.

"Brother Xiao Qi recorded a program on Capital TV today, I don't know how the host annoyed him, so he fought directly in the studio and beat that guy directly into the hospital. Now, Brother Xiao Qi has been taken away by people from a police station in a certain district of the capital. The whole network is crazy, all speculation of sorts. I tried to call Suzy and Miss Zi, but I couldn't get through, so I ......" Xiaohao finished the news he got in one breath, which immediately stunned everyone around him.

The pale-faced little bun, almost the moment he heard these words, he lifted his long skirt, ran to find his mobile phone, and immediately dialed the number in the first place. Deng Chao and the others also gathered around her almost immediately, listening to the waiting sound with anticipation.

The phone was not turned off, but after a long wait, no one answered. The little bun that doesn't give up has been hit several times in a row, but it can't be connected, which makes everyone's faces even more gloomy.

"What should I do, what should I do?" The little bun of the six gods and no owner looked at Deng Chao and a few other men, and water vapor had begun to appear in his beautiful eyes, and the jade hand holding the phone was trembling more and more.

Before Deng Chao could comfort him, he heard an old angry shout from the side: "What's the panic!

The two sentences shocked the group of big and small stars in front of him, Xu Wenwei looked at the weakness and helplessness in the eyes cast by Xiao Baozi, walked over and patted her fragrant shoulder, and said in a slow voice: "Although the little guy is usually a little impulsive, he is not a person without measure. Now we can't contact him, and we don't have to worry too much, there must be a reason for it. What you need to do now is not to panic, but to wait and see what happens, and use your power when you need it!"

"I, I'll go find Sister Fang. Feifei bit his lip, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and immediately rushed towards his seat.

After thinking about it, Cheng He nodded and said, "Director Xu is right, you can't mess around now." I'm here to keep an eye on the movement on the Internet, this time Ye Zi is also by Xiao Qi's side, I believe that a public relations team will be organized soon, and there will be clear news soon. ”

"Well, Xiao Hao, you immediately contact your familiar friends in the capital and ask them to help see what is going on, as well as Xiao Qi's current situation. Deng Chao, who also calmed down, immediately issued his own instructions, making Xiao Hao nod again and again and then immediately turned to leave.

Seeing that the men had finished assigning the things that needed to be done, a few pretty girls with slightly pale faces, although they were not as flustered as before, the worry between their expressions did not fade at all. If possible, they really want to be able to carry wings on their backs, and immediately fly to the man who worries them, and face the wind and waves with him.

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"This little bastard really likes to have nothing to do. Wang Fang put down the call from Wen Chenglong, frowned and thought for a while, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and said to herself: "However, it's not necessarily a bad thing, it's better to ...... first."

As if thinking carefully, Wang Fang, who stood up, adjusted the military uniform on his body, put on the military hat on the corner of the table, and took a word step, ready to walk to the office where the guy who wanted to beat Zhao Yongqi to Mars all day long.

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"Hold down all news sources, and don't broadcast any relevant news on our TV station until there is a clear message or an order from the superiors. At the same time, let the people in the capital office follow up immediately, and definitely have first-hand details. Li Wei gave his instructions categorically, making the heads of several news pages standing in front of him nod their heads again and again.

After waving his hand to let these subordinates leave, Li Wei turned around and stood up, looked at the open scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and muttered for a long time before saying: "It's okay to give up a big news, just be afraid...... Ay. ”

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The mainstream media did almost exactly the same thing as Li Wei's choice, except that a large number of reporters began to gather around any location where they thought they might dig up news, and the media seemed to have lost their voice, and there was no coverage of the incident.

On the contrary, third-rate tabloids and online media immediately began to report overwhelmingly. Just like Ziye had predicted at the beginning, the first wave of attacks was really at the forefront.

It was deliberately edited to keep only the video of Zhao Yongqi's two attacks, which began to spread on the Internet almost less than an hour later. After this scene, the whole network was in an uproar. The vast majority of onlookers who didn't know the truth immediately began to denounce it one-sidedly, and those black fans who had always been suppressed also began to make up all kinds of stories like chicken blood, shaping the old dog into a tragic character, and the always strong little Qi Ge immediately became a violent and insidious hypocrite.

In fact, for young people beating up old people, from an ordinary point of view, it is bound to get the sympathy of the public. What's more, there are all kinds of rumors flying all over the Internet, and all kinds of "saints and gentlemen" are emerging in endlessly. All of a sudden, it seems that the image that Zhao Yongqi has created over the years has collapsed, and some people have even begun to clamore for banning this kind of artist.

It's just that the discerning person has discovered a very strange phenomenon. That is, every messy report can be read by tens of millions, but the number of comments can never exceed 100,000. Whether it is Zhao Yongqi's staunchest supporters, the seven fan groups led by "Never Leave Qi", as well as their own studios, and even friends such as Cheng He, it is as if they suddenly disappeared, and they have never launched a counterattack. Even the public relations team that was supposed to appear seemed to be slow to react, and there was no movement at all. The only thing that can be regarded as a little reaction is that Zhao Yongqi's studio left a sentence on his Weibo: "The merits are evaluated by the people of the world." Little Brother Qi, good job!"