Hype the truth

The reporter opened the door, but the door was really unlocked, and it opened with a slight push, and then a strong cold wind poured inside.

He closed it immediately when he was freezing.

Wen Wan sneered, "I'll just say it's the two of you who are playful, but the administrator is about to get off work, and if you don't come down, you'll have to wait until tomorrow morning." ”

She raised her head and looked at the horizon that was already completely shrouded in twilight, "Ah, it's not too early, Xiao Lin, let's go back!"

Xiao Lin let out a crisp "hey", and didn't forget to look back at the paparazzi who were hanging in the air.

The two paparazzi saw that the two of them were walking more and more, and they were anxious and screaming.

"Mrs. Zhuang, we say, we say!"

Wen Wan paused, raised her eyebrows and looked back at them, and listened to them.

"Can you let us go first? We promise to know everything, and we can say everything. ”

Wen Wan shook her head, believing that you have ghosts.

The tall and thin man gritted his teeth, "Just tell them." I'm suffocating!"

It's cold and urinates a lot, and the tall and thin man feels like he's about to pee his pants.

The slightly fatter paparazzi on the side said, "Yao Qing'er, she asked us to come." ”

"Impossible!" Xiao Lin retorted.

"It's her, she saw the video on the Internet, she said she wanted to settle accounts with you, and then contacted us and asked them to cheer her on. ”

"But why are there so many black fans later, it can't be Yao Qing'er who called it. ”

"Then we don't know. ”

"How can I believe that what you say is true. ”

"We have cooperated with Yao Qinger many times, including the previous scandal between her and Zhuang Beichen, which she asked us to let out. Yao Qinger is generous and a popular star, of course we are happy to cooperate with her. ”

"You said that the scandal between her and Zhuang Beichen was also the news that she broke up with you. ”

"Yes, Zhuang Beichen rarely has intimate actions with women in public, at the beginning we saw him with Yao Qinger, and we didn't dare to post it, you know that we should be entertainers, not everyone's material can explode, Yao Qinger is the mayor's daughter, if she is investigated, not to mention the jobs of the two of us, even the editor-in-chief may step down. ”

"Getting to the point!"

"The point is that Yao Qinger herself took an intimate photo of her and Zhuang Beichen, and let us announce their relationship. ”

Wen Wan didn't pay much attention to Zhuang Beichen's previous news, and only knew that Yao Qing'er had an affair with him.

"What photo?" asked Wen Wan in a cold voice.

The paparazzi saw that she had a bad complexion, thinking that she was jealous as the original partner, and hurriedly explained: "Actually, the photos can't say anything, it's just that the two of them are drinking together at KTV, Yao Qinger's head is on Zhuang Beichen's shoulder, which is quite intimate, but it is impossible to say that the two have a relationship between men and women." ”

"So, she poked out the scandal with Zhuang Beichen herself?"

"Yes!"

Xiao Lin frowned, and said angrily, "What is this Yao Qing'er going to do?"

Wen Wan can't figure it out, Yao Qinger is a first-line actress and the mayor's daughter, what kind of man can't catch up, as for sticking to Zhuang Beichen so hard.

"Yao Qing'er is not stupid, she is not afraid that Zhuang Beichen will know if she does this?"

"What Yao Qing'er thinks in her heart, how do we know, we just use people's money to do things for others. Mrs. Zhuang, we have already said it, so you can let us go quickly. ”

"You still haven't said why the black powder appeared? and downstairs in our company at noon, Yao Qing'er's panicked expression is not fake, there must be someone behind the scenes, say it quickly!"

The two paparazzi looked at each other, "We really don't know." ”

"Yes, who can say for sure what happens in the entertainment industry? Yao Qing'er has such a bad personality, she has offended so many people, and the number of people who want to take the opportunity to hack her is uncountable, Mrs. Zhuang, just let us go." ”

Wen Wan pondered. And Zhuang Beichen, who followed the positioning of the mobile phone, finally arrived.

Seeing Wen Wan standing there unharmed, the tense heartstrings finally loosened a little.

"Wen Wan!" Feeling the drop in temperature in the suburbs, he couldn't help but take off his windbreaker and drape it on Wen Wan's body.

When Wen Wan saw him appear, she was both happy and a little angry in her heart, until she felt that his body temperature remained on her clothes, and that displeasure turned into coquettishness.

"Why are you here?"

"I rushed over when I saw the news, why did you get here, the playground is closed, let's go back first. He grabbed her waist and was about to leave.

The paparazzi, who were still in mid-air, shouted nervously, "Mr. Zhuang, what about us? ”

Zhuang Beichen swept the equipment on the ground, and then raised his head, and saw the paparazzi inside through the window, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Who is it?"

The tall and thin reporter hurriedly said to Wen Wan: "Mrs. Zhuang, please explain to Mr. Zhuang quickly, we really have said everything we can say." ”

"Is there anything you can't say?" Wen Wan immediately asked rhetorically.

The tall and thin reporter was stunned, "Slip of the tongue, that is, we have already explained it clearly, and we don't know anything else." ”

"Director Qu asked you to go. Zhuang Beichen suddenly let out a cool voice.

Wen Wan was stunned for a moment and asked, "What kind of director?"

Zhuang Beichen glanced at her, "He is the chief director of the celebrity customized program, he must be trying to use Yao Qinger's matter to hype up the show." ”

"Huh?"

"Forget it, let them come down. Don't meddle in this matter, I'll talk to Director Qu. ”

When the two paparazzi heard Zhuang Beichen say this, they had no choice but to admit it. When the chief director of the celebrity custom program saw the video on the Internet, he guessed that Yao Qinger would go to Wen Wan for trouble, so he arranged for the reporter to ambush Wen Wan downstairs in advance.

Use celebrity topics to hype up the show.

Wen Wan couldn't help smacking her tongue when she heard it, this is too unscrupulous. "Aren't you afraid that this kind of topic will backfire?"

"Specious topics are the usual hype tactics in the entertainment industry, and it's good to ignore it. How do you know that you are so stupid, you still want to help Yao Qing'er, this is simply a scene between her and Director Qu. ”

"I ......" Wen Wan was not depressed, and dared to love her peacock. "It's not all because of you!"

Leaving with a gentle hum, fortunately Zhuang Beichen did not forget to ask the administrator to stop the Ferris wheel and gave him enough compensation.

She took Xiao Lin with herself and walked quickly towards the gate.

Xiao Lin's brain was confused, and the little girl who was not deeply involved in the world could not digest the curves and curves in it. It wasn't until she was in the car that she reacted, and asked uncertainly, "Sister Wen, are we meddling?"

It's good that she didn't mention it, but she was even more angry when she mentioned Wen Wan, and she was blind for most of the day, "Drive!"

"Sister Wen, aren't you waiting for your brother-in-law?"

"He has a car!"

Xiao Lin looked at her unkind face, for fear of being affected by the pond fish, she hurriedly started the car and was about to leave, when a black shadow suddenly shook in front of the car, and she saw that Zhuang Beichen had bypassed the front of the car and knocked on the door of the cab.

"Get down!"

Zhuang Beichen ordered Xiao Lin.

"Drive!" Wen Wan instructed in the opposite direction.

Xiao Lin looked left and right, and decisively chose to get out of the car, "Two, communicate well, I'll withdraw first!"

"Drive my car!" Zhuang Beichen threw his key to Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin looked at the gorgeous supercar parked on the side, a little dizzy, she really hadn't driven such a stylish car. Xiao Lin, who was blinded by materialism, no matter how Wen Wan shouted, got into Zhuang Beichen's car without looking back, and left in the dust.

Zhuang Beichen was very satisfied with Xiao Lin's acquaintance to give up his position, and was about to sit in the driver's seat with a smile, but he was gentle and vigorous like a monkey, and changed from the passenger seat to the driver's seat one step ahead, and then without waiting for him to react, he locked the door, and the accelerator boomed, and the car jumped out, and Zhuang Beichen, who was almost leaning on the door, was almost taken down.

After a while, the two cars had already left, leaving him alone and standing in place.

The sky was pitiful, and the two paparazzi finally got off the Ferris wheel and saw Zhuang Beichen on the outside. They were so frightened that they didn't dare to step forward, and walked around Zhuang Beichen tremblingly.

Zhuang Beichen rolled his eyes, and was about to say something to stop them, but the two of them suddenly climbed into their car like frightened birds, and then ran away as if they were fleeing.

Zhuang Beichen once again ate a mouth full of exhaust gas, and held back his internal injuries in a sullen manner.

It was completely dark, the staff in the playground had left their shifts, and the lights had all gone out, except for the tall, towering Ferris wheel not far away, which was still flashing with colorful lights.

The cold wind was howling, colder than his heart, and his body was only wearing a thin knit sweater, and his coat had been worn away by Wen Wan.

Zhuang Beichen looked at the sky with his eyes, and he didn't understand why he made his wife angry again.

The entire playground was darkened, except for the faint yellow streetlights barely illuminating the surroundings. He stood for a while, probably feeling tired, or because he was angry, so he simply sat down on the iron low railing used to mark the parking space.

I don't know how long I sat there, but just when I felt that I was about to be numb, suddenly two dazzling lights were cast in the distance, accompanied by the sound of the car motor, and after about two or three minutes, the car suddenly stopped beside him.

Zhuang Beichen raised his eyes and saw Wen Wan getting out of the car.

"You're sick!"

Zhuang Beichen didn't say a word, and got up quickly, but because he had been sitting for too long and getting up too quickly, he suddenly felt dizzy and fell down.

The trick of pretending to be sick, Zhuang Beichen is not the first time to use it, and he doesn't take it seriously. He pouted and was about to leave, but he fell to the ground like a mountain.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Wen Wan's heart tightened, and she jumped forward and hugged his upper body.

Zhuang Beichen grinned in pain, his brows furrowed tightly, "numb, numb......"

"You deserve it!" Wen Wan said sarcastic words, but her hand quickly lifted him up half-helped, and Zhuang Beichen pressed almost his entire weight on her. Wen Wan couldn't stand it anymore and almost fell, reluctantly sending him into the car.

"Sick!"

The gentle and angry white him, but the movements of his hands were not slow, he turned on the heating enough, and poured a cup of ginseng tea from the thermos kettle for him.

Zhuang Beichen took the cup and drank it clean. The chill in his body was finally driven away by most of it.

After regaining some strength, his eyes were also dyed, and he looked at her fixedly.

"So you're not very hard-hearted, I thought you were going to leave your husband here all night. ”

"Don't you know how to ride a car? There must be a work car in the playground, and you can call a taxi yourself. ”

"Then you know that I can call a work car for the playground or a taxi, why are you still coming to pick me up!?"

His eyes looked at her brightly, and he glanced at him gently, "Come and see if you are dead, I will collect the body!"

Zhuang Beichen propped up on the dashboard with one hand, put the other hand on the backrest, leaned forward suddenly, and forced Wen Wan, his eyes were shining terrifyingly, "Wen Wan, is it so difficult to admit that you care about me?"

"Don't put gold on your face, who cares about you. ”

Zhuang Beichen took out his mobile phone and turned on the positioning function, which showed the location where Wen Wan had stayed, and it turned out that she had been waiting at the corner a kilometer away.

A hint of discomfort flashed on Wen Wan's face, "I'm too sleepy, I just slept for a while." Fatigue driving can kill you!"

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