The assistant flipped through the comments, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on the back of the spine.

Others don't know who Shen Qing is, but he does.

The queen of heaven, the princess of RT, no, is the queen.

Do these netizens know who they are scolding?

It's really sad.

"Boss, what now?" The assistant glanced at Lu Xuanyou, this incident was caused by the boss, and Miss Anning's temper was not related to good governance, I was really afraid that my boss's heart would be hurt into glass slag.

Lu Xuanyou continued to flip through the comments and did not speak.

Just then, the agent called, and the assistant's cell phone rang.

Lu Xuanyou glanced at it and took it directly.

"Well, did you go to Lu?"

"I am." Lu Xuanyou said lightly.

The agent was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "Lu, don't declare it yet, the company will handle this matter for you." ”

"How long?"

"Well...... the agent paused, not speaking.

No matter where an artist is, an artist needs popularity, and now is the time when Lu Xuanyou is the most popular, after all, they still have new dramas, and they need his popularity to promote.

"Can it be solved today?" Lu Xuanyou knew the agent's concerns.

"Yes."

Lu Xuanyou didn't speak, hung up the phone directly, and then returned the phone to the assistant.

"Boss, don't you need to explain this?" The assistant was holding the phone and suddenly felt a little hot.

He and Shen Qing haven't been together for a long time, but her arrogance is imprinted in her bones, you say, the former RT first sister has been reduced to being scolded by 10,000 people, can she bear it?

Lu Xuanyou lowered his head, and it took a long time before he raised his head, "Wait for the company." ”

The assistant was stunned, sighed, and silently walked out of the room.

Lu Xuanyou found his mobile phone and dialed Shen Qing.

**

"Ah Huan, throw a bomb." Shen Qing was lying on the sofa, directing in the game.

Nie Huan awkwardly pulled out a bomb, and with a loud bang, she fell to the ground.

Shen Qing is not surprised, it is also strange that someone can play the game to the extent of Nie Huan.

Play games with once-in-a-century wonders, no loss. Reading Temple

"Do you still play games?" Xia Mang carried his bag and prepared to go out.

Shen Qing lifted her eyes, glanced at her and continued to look at the screen, "Take your own medicine, I'll go to the right." ”

Seeing that people ignored him, Xia Mang shook his head, "Hey, the current female college students don't even go to class, as long as they are bold, the winter vacation is even the summer vacation." ”

Shen Qing ignored Xia Mang, and waited for someone to go out before looking up.

"It's offline, there's a phone." Shen Qing looked at the caller ID and quit the game.

"What?" Shen Qing opened his mouth indifferently.

"Qingqing, I have nothing to do with Mo Yan about Weibo."

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

Lu Xuanyou paused, and all the words he wanted to say later became one sentence, "No." ”

"I'm sorry to get you involved."

"Oh."

"This matter, within today, I will solve it." Lu Xuanyou's voice was unconfident, he was using her.

"Oh." Shen Qing didn't care, "Hang up, I still have a game." ”

"Qingqing, your piano is playing more and more like Master."

Shen Qing was slightly stunned, and hung up the phone directly in the next second.

Lu Xuanyou glanced at his mobile phone, lowered his head and smiled, the hotel room was equipped with an old-fashioned record player, and he took out a record from his suitcase and engraved the word "doomsday" with a small seal on it.

It didn't take long for the soft and cheerful music to fill the room.

……

in-game.

Shen Qing opened a game, and after watching Nie Huan kill himself again, he narrowed his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Nie Huan heard Shen Qing's slight sigh.

"It's okay, it's good." Shen Qing casually killed the three people who came over on the side.

Nie Huan lowered his head and smiled, and followed behind Shen Qing after his injury was healed.

"I know about you on Weibo."

"Oh." Shen Qing's response was a little perfunctory.

"Whatever?" Chu Yu showed Nie Huan a comment, and the people above scolded him very fiercely.

"That's where it is." Shen Qing put away what he was holding, took the bow off his back, pulled the string, and aimed it at the person in the distance.

The pale blue arrows were off the string, like a hurricane, shooting towards the enemy's face.