Six o'clock in the afternoon.

At the door of Ma Xiaoya's birthday banquet hotel, countless reporters are gathered here.

Long wheat.

Flash.

Camera.

All the tools are alive.

At the entrance of the hotel, there was a constant noise.

"Did you hear that? Yang Fengfeng came to the scene today. ”

"It's not just Yang Feng, but also Chenyang, do you think these two people will fight?"

"Can this be said accurately? Didn't the two of them still shout on the Internet the day before yesterday? When we meet today, who knows what will happen. ”

Soon, a car drove in.

is Cai Xin's best friend and Cui Xue, the actor of Chu Qin in "The Years of Burning Passion".

As soon as the car slowed down, the reporters rushed up.

"Mr. Cui, what do you think of Chenyang's beating at the airport two days ago?"

Cui Xue was able to come into the public eye again because of "The Years of Burning Passion", and after that, Cui Xue also took over two military themes in a row, but the response was not good.

Of course, this does not prevent her from becoming an "insider" in the eyes of the media.

Cui Xue said with a smile, "I already said two days ago, although the morning guide's approach is a bit radical, I still support his righteous and courageous approach." ”

"Then what do you think of Yang Feng's exchange of war letters with Chen Dao on the Internet?"

Cui Xue's smile disappeared, and she said with a straight face, "I don't know about this." ”

The reporter did not relent, "Will they fight today?"

Cui Xue smiled and did not answer.

The driver drove forward slowly, Cui Xue's window had been rolled up, and his attitude was obvious, no matter how the reporters patted the glass outside the car, Cui Xue just didn't respond.

Cui Xue went in.

Five minutes later, another car drove up.

Reporters flocked to the red carpet, and the road to the red carpet was blocked.

……

In the car.

The driver was anxious, and then "Director Nie, what should I do?"

Nie Shao said from afar, "It's okay, I'll come down and take a walk." ”

As soon as the car door opened, Nie Shaoyuan walked down, and the reporters did not miss the opportunity to rush forward.

"Director Nie, what do you think of Director Chen's provocation with Yang Feng on the Internet?"

Nie Shaoyuan smiled at the end, "What do you think? Of course it's the same as you." ”

Reporter: "Then did you persuade the morning guide?"

Nie Shaoyuan: "This is not yet, we have been very busy recently, so we haven't talked on the phone yet, and we will persuade if we meet in a while." ”

Reporter: "Some time ago, he beat people at the airport, you said that you would shoot if you saw this, this time if the morning guide fights with Yang Feng, won't you help?"

Nie Shaoyuan: "Hehe." ”

Security came.

More than a dozen people rushed over to escort Nie Shaoyuan to the hotel.

The reporters chased and intercepted, but Nie Shaoyuan just kept politely smiling at the camera this time, and he turned a deaf ear to the reporters' questions.

A few minutes later, another car came, this time the person who came was Han Mei, although she was born as a talent singer, but she had cooperated with Ma Guowei because of "The Melting Pot", so she was also on the invitation list this time.

Seeing Han Mei's car, the reporters began to shout from afar.

"Sister Mei!"

"It's Sister Mei!"

"Sister Mei is here, hurry up!"

Microphone.

Flash.

Camera.

The reporters rushed over like bees that have seen flowers.

"What do you think of the morning guide?"

"Are they really going to hit each other today?"

"Sister Mei, what do you think of Chenyang and Yang Feng's provocation on the Internet a few days ago?"

"Could you please say something, Sister Mei?"

There were a lot of reporters, but Han Mei was just sitting in the car, and she didn't even open the window, and the reporters were about to break the window, and Han Mei didn't look at them.

In the car.

Han Mei's agent Liu Fang couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Han Mei, my little ancestor, you haven't had a job for almost half a year, can't you learn to have a good relationship with reporters like other artists?"

Han Mei said coldly, "What's the use of building a good relationship without works, they write me as a vase, and no fans like it." ”

Liu Fang said bitterly, "Even if it's a vase, but you are also a valuable vase, how good is the exposure like now, if you continue to do your own thing, no more than three months, you will definitely be forgotten by the audience." ”

Forgotten by the audience.

There is no exposure.

These are fatal weaknesses for newcomers like Han Mei who have debuted for less than five years, and many agents are using this weakness to constantly temper and build their own artists.

Liu Fang is no exception.

But after coming down a few times, she also understood that this trick was useless for Han Mei at all.

The company has arranged several scandals and has been rejected, as for those airport photos for a while, and now the news on the Internet is left when Han Mei just signed the contract and didn't understand the rules.

The good and the bad have lost their freshness.

And Han Mei has also become the most famous idler in the company, and the exposure rate for nearly half a year has only improved when the "strongest girl" was a mentor, but unfortunately the reality is not so satisfactory, and the rise of happy comedians has made the "strongest girl" forgotten by everyone not even scum.

"Forget it, forget it," Han Mei didn't even blink her eyes, and said coldly, "Now I don't even like myself, let alone let the audience like me, Sister Liu, can you not mention this matter in the future." ”

Liu Fang was defeated, "Okay, okay, don't mention it, don't mention it, but you always have to produce works, there is no future in the company, there are no activities, do you think the company will praise you like this in the future?"

Han Mei snorted, "If the company continues like this, I'd rather spend it." ”

Liu Fang asked, "Then what do you want, don't stir up scandals, don't pose for photos, you know we're very tired of doing this." ”

Han Mei said, "Didn't I already say that I want to release my own album." ”

Liu Fang said speechlessly, "Oh, my little ancestor, you don't know that it costs a lot of money to release an album, and it may not be able to make waves if you invest it, do you think you have this certainty? ”

Han Mei didn't bother to speak.

Liu Fang is still chattering and persuading, "You have to cherish the past few years, you see how many people want to have such an opportunity now, you are wasting your good youth, do you know." ”

The car drove slowly.

The reporters outside were still banging on the glass, and they didn't see the conversation between Liu Fang and Han Mei in the car.

Finally, when it was time to get off the car, Han Mei put on her glasses, opened the door and walked down, stepping on the red carpet, she turned around and waved at the camera in all directions, smiled stiffly, and walked in extremely depressed.

A car.

Two cars.

Three cars.

As Ma Xiaoya's birthday party approached, more and more celebrities rushed over.

There are directors, artists, and Taishan Beidou-level figures in the entertainment industry, and everyone's arrival is like the explosion of one small nuclear weapon after another, which can cause countless reporters to carnival in an instant.

Seven.

Yang Feng's car came.

The reporters instantly fried the pot and rushed forward with various equipment.

The car couldn't move, Yang Feng got out of the car, he wore a beautiful white casual suit today, and when he stood on the ground, the reporters instantly surrounded him.

"May I ask if it is true that you and Chenyang were fighting each other a few days ago?"

"Is it true that the Internet says that you have exchanged war letters in private?"

"With Chenyang here today, will you fight him?"

Problems are like raindrops.

Yang Feng did not evade, and replied one by one, "There has never been such a thing as a war book, but if Chenyang does not apologize today, then I will definitely not bypass him, and the beater must apologize." ”

Reporter: "Have you ever gone to see Liu Junji?"

Yang Feng: "I haven't been there for the past two days, but I will go if I have time, but I have already called, and the agent told me that the injury is very serious, and several places have hurt the face, so I think Chenyang must apologize!"

As he was talking, Chenyang's car came.

The reporters all looked in the direction of the car, and no one stopped the car at this time, but Chenyang's car still couldn't move forward, because the group of reporters and Yang Feng had blocked the aisle.

The car stopped.

Chenyang walked down.

An eerie atmosphere instantly opened.

The reporters looked at each other, and no one knew what to ask.

"Yo, it's all here. ”

Chenyang smiled, shook off his big stride as if he didn't see Yang Feng, who was surrounded by reporters, and walked straight towards the banquet hotel, and the reporters' eyes were focused on Yang Feng again.

After all, this is the one who started it.

At the beginning, the Lord who said on the Internet that he saw Chenyang beat him once, now he wants to watch Chenyang go away from his eyes?

Although Chenyang didn't say anything, who coerced this has been fixed in the reporter's heart, and the reporter who was still asking questions just now also made a gap so that Yang Feng could see Chenyang.

The atmosphere was awkward.

The reporters' actions made Yang Feng even have no excuses.

Seeing this, Yang Feng's agent immediately rushed up and said to the reporter, "That's all for today's interview, we're going in." ”

After speaking, he pulled Yang Feng and walked in the direction of the hotel, on the steps of the hotel, Yang Feng suddenly hit Chenyang who was entering the door, Chenyang stumbled and almost fell.

However, Yang Feng continued to walk inside as if he hadn't seen it, without even saying sorry.

"Stop!"

Stabilize the body, Chenyang is not polite, and directly grasps it.

Yang Feng was waiting for this time, he suddenly turned around and punched Chenyang's face, and the force was fast and accurate.

"It's over. ”

"Damn, is this a fight?"

"Isn't it, this is going to be a fight? Hurry up, shoot quickly!"

Cracking sound.

The reporters' cameras were directed towards the morning sun and Yang Feng for them.

One high and one low.

One is attacking and the other is not ready.

The ending has been decided, but suddenly, for some reason, Chenyang suddenly opened his feet, and his hand climbed up like a snake along Yang Feng's fist, and with a pull, Yang Feng stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Yang Feng!"

"What are you doing!"

Yang Feng's agent roared and rushed down the steps to help Yang Feng, who had fallen into a dog eating.

Chenyang shrugged, patted the place where Yang Feng had just been touched, didn't bother to say a word, and strode in.