Chapter 57: Disfigurement
"Mirror, give me the mirror, I want the mirror......"
Fan Xiaoice's voice was sharp and poignant, and the whole person was very emotional, and he was about to get out of bed while patting the sheets.
Tong Mei's face showed a distressed expression, after all, the former was cultivated by her, just like planting a flower with her own hands, but suddenly one day she saw it picked by others.
"Bingbing, you have to calm down, there is no hurdle that you can't pass!" Tong Mei pressed her hands on Fan Xiaoice's shoulders and comforted.
"Ah......h
Another hysterical scream sounded, and Fan Xiaoice collapsed on the bed, covered with a quilt, curled up, and sobbed continuously.
Xiao Yi, who was on the side, couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene.
To be honest, Fan Xiaoice is a little faster in her heart, and sometimes she doesn't speak very well, but her heart and eyes are not bad, and Xiao Yi can't talk about disgust with her.
Even, if there is traffic, it is not impossible for him to help, but he squeezed out all the traffic as early as when he was in the Anseong Terracotta Army, and now there is nothing left, and he feels a little bit more than enough and not enough.
"Hey!" Tong Mei sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head, looked at the ground, and sighed inexplicably, her tone full of grievances.
At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open with a "bang".
A crowd of people flocked to it.
Some were holding cameras, some were holding notepads, some were holding voice recorders, and at a glance there were about thirteen or fourteen people, and some of them still had work cards on their chests, on which were written the three words of press cards.
"Tong Mei, hello, may I ask if the person on the hospital bed is Fan Xiaoice?"
"Is Fan Xiaoice disfigured and has no possibility of healing?"
"Does it mean that Fan Xiaoice's acting career will come to an end?"
One question after another, without the slightest order, Tong Mei, as Fan Xiaoice's agent, is naturally no stranger in the eyes of these media reporters.
"I'm sorry, we don't accept interviews now, as for the questions you just asked, we will hold a press conference to answer them one by one in the future" Tong Mei said with a calm face and very displeasure.
"Isn't this Tong Man?"
"This man seems to be a little familiar, by the way, isn't he the cover character of the last men's magazine?"
"Yes, yes, just Beauty and the Beast!"
There were more than a dozen reporters at the scene, and there were many sharp-eyed people, seeing that Tong Mei was reluctant to be interviewed, some people looked around, and happened to see Xiao Yi and Tong Man in the hospital bed next to them, and soon the spearhead shifted to the latter two.
Although Fan Xiaoice's news is a big deal, people are not willing to be interviewed now, so instead of wasting time by asking again, it is better to take the opportunity to find some other news.
As a result, Xiao Yi and Tong Man became other news written by some reporters.
……
A few hours later, news of Fan Xiaoice's injury and disfigurement spread.
"Popular actress Fan Xiaoice, injured at the shooting scene, suspected of disfigurement"
"For this incident, Fan Xiaoice's agency Huayu Media has not given any positive response"
"However, according to his agent, there will be a press conference soon"
……
On the Internet, in newspapers, and major media are scrambling to report, in the news, there are pictures of Fan Xiaoice covering the quilt, and Tong Mei standing next to the bed.
Although there are no disfigured photos of Fan Xiaoice, those reporters are convinced after they are accompanied by words, which once again makes people feel the power of words.
Of course, doubts are also necessary, but they are too small and are quickly drowned out in the words of the crowd.
At the same time, another piece of news was quietly released.
"Xiao Yi, the protagonist of the last issue of Men's Magazine, was injured and hospitalized, and lived in the same room as Fan Xiaoice"
"What is puzzling is that in the ward, not only Fan Xiaoice's agent Tong Mei was seen, but even Tong Man, who has always been reluctant to appear in the media, was also present, obviously, the relationship between the four is extraordinary"
“……”
In the news, there are photos of Xiao Yi lying on the hospital bed, as well as photos of Tong Man standing next to the bed, and even a panoramic picture of the entire ward.
Obviously, the authenticity of this news is much higher than the previous one.
No. 18, Chaoyang Road.
Wang Damang was holding a bag of snacks and lying on the sofa with a notebook on his legs, browsing the web indiscriminately, but suddenly, a news with more than one million clicks attracted his attention.
The headline of the news is concise and to the point, with only five words: Fan Xiaoice is disfigured!
The moment he saw this line of words, Wang Damang was stunned, his eyes were round, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he said to himself as if he had lost his soul: "Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible......"
With a skeptical attitude, Da Mang clicked on the video.
"Ah, my Bingbing ......" After a while, Wang Damang's howl of pain came from the room: "Xiao Yi, you beast, how can you live in a ward with my Bingbing"
On the ninth floor of Lingyun Building, Haigang City, the office of Men's Magazine is located.
It is an elegantly decorated office with a delicate flower pot on the desk and a white bamboo plant in the center.
Feibai bamboo, one of the smallest bamboos in the world, has little value for bamboo shoots and bamboo shoots, but has high ornamental value and feed value.
A young man in a suit stood at his desk, squinting at the pot of white bamboo in front of him.
This man is wearing a three-dimensional tailor-made fitted suit, looking unusually tall, the whole person is handsome and chic, and there is a faint confident smile on the corner of his lips, which looks even more charming.
He likes bamboo, which is chic and upright, beautiful and handsome, and has a gentlemanly demeanor; The bamboo is hollow, a symbol of modesty. The character can be self-sustaining with an open mind, and the characteristics of bamboo are bent but not broken, and the folding is continuous, symbolizing the principle of being a man with softness and rigidity.
Since ancient times, there have been many literati and writers who have favored it, and have written many poems about bamboo, such as the indomitable spirit, the towering festival, such as I don't bloom, avoid bees and butterflies, and so on.
"Knock knock!!" Just then, there was a knock on the door.
The young man retracted his thoughts and sat back in his chair, and then he said, "Come in."
Then the office door was gently pushed open, and a beautiful woman who looked like a secretary walked in.
"What did the chairman say?" The young man asked, squinting his eyes.
The secretary replied respectfully: "Mr. Chu, the chairman said that the eldest husband is full of words, since he said that he wants to quit, he will no longer care about everything in the company."
"Jiang is still old and spicy, forcing me to this point, if I really don't care, everyone will blame me then, right?" The young man smiled faintly, but there was a touch of helplessness in his eyes.
"Contact the film producer, release the poster, and suppress the news first," the young man looked at the pot of white bamboo in front of him, his slender fingers tapped on the table, and there was still a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
"Yes!" The secretary nodded earnestly.
Immediately, just as she was about to leave the room, the young man seemed to think of something and continued: "Also, don't let the film producer and the people in the company trouble Tong Man! ”
"Hmm!" The secretary was slightly stunned, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
This accident seems confusing to outsiders, but it is clear to insiders that the accident occurred during the poster shooting, and it was Tong Man who was responsible for the poster shooting, if Fan Xiaoice's agency Huayu Media wanted to be held responsible, the first person to find was Tong Man.
After the secretary retreated, the young man took a deep breath, closed his eyes, leaned back in the chair, and a light smile hung on the corner of his mouth, the moving image appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but murmur: "The next time we meet, it should be soon, right?" ”
PS: The depressing plot is almost over, and the style of cool writing begins.