After the performance, Xijing returned to the lounge and picked up his mobile phone to post on the Internet with rhythm.

"Oh my God, the first scene is a real fight, right? I feel like Lucky is stunned"

"I really don't understand what the program team thinks, let someone like Yang Xiaoran who can't act be a special guest, who is disgusting? If the film and television industry continues to rot like this, sooner or later the pill"

The comment area also quickly became lively.

[I also think it was started without discussion, is the blood shed real?] ]

[I feel sorry for Lucky, just because the program team plans to support related households, he has been targeted since the first issue, and the only one with the strength to be treated like this really can't stand it]

[#素人演员滚出综艺圈#一边说正娱乐圈风气, while my own smoke miasma, I bah!] ]

[Lucky's eyes hurt my heart, such a simple girl, was said to be scheming by the water army, and the Spicy Chicken Radio Station should go out of business quickly]

Hee-hee-hee.

The mirror smiled triumphantly, and suddenly heard a commotion outside.

What's going on?

Xijing opened the door of the lounge suspiciously, and saw Shen Zhinian rushing over in a hurry, followed by a bunch of reporters, the flash lights flashed and did not listen, he ignored it alone, and followed the person who led the way to the lounge.

Groove ...... Why did this retarded come here!

Xijing's first reaction was to close the door, but the door failed to close completely, Shen Zhinian's hand was clamped, but he didn't care at all as if he couldn't feel the pain.

The people in the back kept pushing and shoving, and the door was completely pushed open.

Shen Zhinian picked up Xijing's face, and raised his hand to wipe away the remaining blood from the corner of her mouth in pain and anger.

He didn't say a word, hating himself for not being able to protect her, hating himself for not knowing anything, and not even knowing what to do to help her get angry.

Since Huayu held a press conference to disclose Shen Zhinian's identity, Xijing did not let him follow him to record the scene, also to avoid this sensational situation.

"Mr. Shen, what do you think of your father's relationship with Miss Yang?"

"Is it true that there are rumors that you did not go abroad for further study a few years ago, but were hospitalized because of mental disorders?"

"Do you have any friends in the program group today?"

The camera in the reporter's hand kept taking pictures, and the moment he entered the door, a lot of coping strategies flashed in Xijing's mind, and she chose the one that was most conducive to the silly white sweet character.

She looked at the group of reporters who followed up at a loss, sniffed, and tears of grievance fell.

The watery eyes looked at Shen Zhinian, completely looking like he had been wronged and begged for comfort, and his cautious eyes seemed to be worried about the reporters' scribbling and did not dare to make other moves.

"Don't shoot randomly, this is the lounge, please go out with unrelated personnel."

The staff of the program team and Assistant Cheng began to drive people away, and just when the last few reporters had not gone out, Xijing stretched out his arms and hugged Shen Zhinian, buried his head in his chest, and whispered: "Brother Zhinian...... I'm so sad, why did they do this to me, I haven't done anything bad......"

Shen Zhinian: (* ̄) ̄)? My wife looks so cute, but why do you call me brother?

As soon as he lowered his head slightly, his jaw was just on top of her head, and his hair was soft with a little warmth, and he reached out to stroke the long hair, and his palm gently went back and forth on the smooth hair.

Shen Zhinian: (* ̄) ̄) My wife feels good to the touch.

This scene was of course filmed by reporters.