"The Man Within the Wall" was a big hit, and even foreign media were praising it.

As the work of Nan Chujing, he poured too much effort into it, so in an interview, he directly stated that he wanted to use this to win the award.

At present, in addition to several major domestic awards, he has also won the international selection, and it will probably take a while to have results.

The movie was released a month later, and the final cumulative box office was 3.4 billion, which can be said to be extraordinarily successful.

However, when Jiang Ci received a lot of flowers and applause, a report unexpectedly appeared about Jiang Ci's life experience.

"What are you guys doing in the media?" Yan Zixu's phone has been blown up in the past few days, and he denied it repeatedly, "I don't say it's anymore, are you annoying?" ”

"Poof—"

The phone was hung up, and he turned his head to look at the man sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened, and his heart was tired for a while.

"Jiang Ci, things have fermented to such a point, why are you still so indifferent?" Yan Zixu asked, his head tightened.

He has spent a lot of money to withdraw the hot search, but there are so many media outlets that are always biting on the ground and constantly putting out the news.

"They're telling the truth, aren't they?" Jiang Ci asked rhetorically, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"That's what I said, but you have to know ......"

Before Yan Zixu's words completely fell, the mobile phone vibrated again, and he glanced at the familiar number and connected.

"What's the matter?" He asked in a lazy tone.

"Brother Yan, something is wrong." The voice in the microphone on the other side was very flustered.

"What could be bad, worse than now?" Yan Zixu was tormented by Jiang Ci and had a headache, as long as the matter of this little ancestor was not resolved for a day, he felt that no matter how bad the other things were, it would not matter.

"Something really happened."

"What a big deal, you said!" Yan Zixu couldn't help but raise his voice, causing Jiang Ci to look at him. Yunxuan Pavilion

"What did you say?" The man who was originally sitting stood up suddenly, with some disbelief in his eyes, "How is this possible?" How did those media pick it up? ”

"Brother Yan, it's true." The other side was still babbling something, but Yan Zixu couldn't listen to a word.

He hung up the phone, pinched the phone in his hand, and met Jiang Ci's gaze.

"Ah Ci, what happened to you back then was picked up by those media."

"Pick it out, pick it out, why are you so nervous?" Jiang Ci said indifferently, his expression was quite unshocked.

"Do you know what I'm talking about?" Yan Zixu's tone was unprecedentedly serious.

"Huh?" Jiang Ci frowned slightly, still looking lazy and lazy.

"The man you almost killed back then......"

Just one sentence made the originally lazy man's expression cold.

Then, he raised the corners of his lips again and smiled softly, "Is he still alive?" ”

"Jiang Ci, do you know what this means?" Yan Zixu saw that he still looked so indifferent, and his teeth were chattering.

"During this time, you just stay in the villa honestly and don't go anywhere. No matter how much it costs, I'll press these messages down, and no one will know what happened to you back then. ”

Yan Zixu said and started to call.

Jiang Ci watched him repeat to the person on the phone over and over again, his eyes slightly stagnant.

"Ah Yan, do you know who is behind this?"

Yan Zixu turned around, and the phone was placed two centimeters away from his ear.

Then, he heard his voice, clear and cold, "Mrs. Qin, Zhou Yun." ”