Syllable!

There was a crunch.

The white dove covered his face, and it was indeed as the assistant director said, the whole person was confused. Because of that slap, it was impartial and hit Mu Yichen.

It was Jiang Jing'er who was the first to scream.

Then the entire crew saw that Mu Yichen's face was somehow scratched a trace, and then along the trace, a blood stain overflowed.

The whole crew panicked.

Mu Yichen's face is the beauty of the prosperous era in the entertainment industry, and the women present for a while felt that this was like a stroke in their hearts, and their hearts were distressed as if they were bleeding; The man present was obviously a little more sensible, and fell into deep thought, if Mu Yichen hung up because of filming, fans would have to eat the crew alive.

In the scene just now, Mu Yichen was on the side. He was eating the crab roe bun that the assistant bought for him, and he looked at Jiang Jing'er's assistant Xiao Jing, with an impatient excitement, his eyes were fixed on Jiang Jing'er and the white pigeon on the field, and his fists were clenched tightly. Almost at the same time, he noticed the sudden change of ruthlessness in Jiang Jing'er's eyes.

It was too late to shout the white pigeon, reflexively, he jumped up and pulled the white pigeon behind him, but he didn't have time to block Jiang Jing'er's hand, and he received the slap firmly.

"Mu Shao is bleeding! Mu Shao is bleeding! Mu Yichen's fat assistant was the first to shout, and then, the entire crew made a mess. Blood stains flowed down from between Mu Yichen's fingers, with a hint of fishy sweetness. Mu Yichen looked at Jiang Jing'er, who was trembling in panic in front of him, and grabbed her wrist, her blue pupils exuded a dangerous aura, "What's the matter, wasn't it okay to be burned by milk tea yesterday?" ”

"I ...... I didn't, I didn't mean to ......" Jiang Jing'er exhaled heavily, and her eyes turned red in an instant. She was clasped by Mu Yichen's hand, and she didn't have time to turn the ring back. For a while, everyone could see clearly that in Jiang Jing'er's palm, there were still bright red blood stains on the dazzling diamond ring.

"Jiang Jing'er hurts people! Mu Shao is disfigured! Jiang Jing'er hurts! Mu Shao is disfigured! ”

I don't know who repeatedly emphasized these two sentences, Jiang Jing'er only felt that her blood pressure went up as soon as she swooped, and she almost didn't vomit out a mouthful of blood.

On the same day, "Mu Yichen was injured while filming" was on the hot search. Jiang Jinger finally got her wish on a hot search, but as a hurter.

Many fans announced on the spot that they had turned black for Jiang Jing'er, and the remaining support clubs would be defeated without a fight in the confrontation with Mu Yichen, who was so strong that it was fierce and the number of people was terrifying.

Originally, many people were fans of Yichen and Jiang Jing'er.

However, for Jiang Jing'er's kind of powder, it is a casual powder, but the powder is not a powder.

But Mu Yichen is different. That's my idol.

There are thousands of people who claim to be Mu Yichen's wife who are asking for an explanation for him, and even fans in the lawyer industry have written the indictment for Mu Yichen.

Jiang Jing'er brushed these comments in the room, her chest rising and falling violently. The character she has worked hard to manage for many years collapsed within two hours. Competing by himself, performing, filming, and releasing singles is not as sensational as scratching Mu Yichen.

The abuse of her made her feel hopeless. Slut, damn it, rotten, garbage man, she has never been scolded so badly since her debut.

She can't even get out of her room now, because the outside is now surrounded by fans and media on the inside and outside three floors.

"You're injured in such a big battle, do you usually have to be on the hot search when you sneeze?" On the other side, in Mu Yichen's room, Bai Ge looked at the fans and media gathered outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, White Dove, it's a bit unconscionable for you to say this now. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't know what your face would look like. ”

Mu Yichen didn't raise his head, and as he spoke, he looked at the mobile phone in his hand intently, and decided whether it was bronze or king.

The white pigeon dipped his fingertips in the ointment and gently applied it to Mu Yichen's wound. The scratch is about four centimeters from the tail of the eye towards the corner of the lip. A superficial layer of plaster was applied, and a piece of gauze was applied to the outside. Although they are all beautiful models, the white pigeon still feels very uncomfortable.

"Does it hurt?"

Mu Yichen gave a look to the poor baba to the white dove.

"It's cool, but it's not in the way." Mu Yichen looked sideways in the mirror, "I told you that I have long wanted traces of such a man." My face is good anywhere, it's just a little too creamy, and I think it directly affects my acting career. With this scar, I feel that I can also play the iron-blooded tough guy, and the big hero of the undercover drug lord or something. and "Infernal Affairs", which is played by me. I had this scar a few years ago, and I didn't have Tony Leung or Andy Lau anything. ”

The white pigeon imagined the scene of Mu Yichen, who had light hair and blue eyes, going to Yunnan to fight drugs. No matter how you look at it, it's beautiful and disobedient.

"I'm going to have to knock you on the man. What if I am disfigured all of a sudden, and I lose fans and popularity, and what if someone doesn't like me because of this scar? ”

The white dove stood helplessly by the window, looking at the crowd outside in the dark. In the middle is Mu Yichen's agent Song Song, who is now waving a gesture to explain Mu Yichen's latest situation.

"I feel like this scar has accumulated a lot of popularity for you."

"You're so unconscionable, aren't you?" The corners of Mu Yichen's eyes were crooked when he said this, "I want Lu Yuanhe to have a little share of Huanyu, so that I can also taste the feeling of sitting and enjoying it." As for you, you should remember my great affection. ”

……

The crew was very lively, and everyone was discussing Mu Yichen's situation enthusiastically. But a woman who had just come in outside was clearly out of place with the vibe. She was obviously not interested in the situation in front of her, and she didn't come to chase stars at first glance.

Xiao Jing was sent out by Jiang Jing'er to buy medicine for headaches, and she met this woman head-on. She stepped forward and asked Xiao Jing, "Excuse me, where is the white pigeon?" ”

Xiao Jing looked at the woman, she was in her forties, and she looked very well maintained. Petite, but with a shrewd spirit. As soon as she heard the name of the white pigeon, Xiao Jing was in good spirits. Thinking of Jiang Jing'er, who was having a headache in the room at this moment, Xiao Jing suddenly became interested. "Are you...... Who is the white dove? ”

Hearing this, there is no doubt that the white dove is here. Zhou Mei became excited. "Take me to her, take me to the white dove. I have something to ask her. ”

"Don't worry, I'll call her for you." Xiao Jing should undertake, "Auntie...... Are you looking for a white pigeon...... Be...... What kind of thing? ”

"It's a family matter."

Well, it's really a family affair. Pumping bone marrow to save my sister is not a family matter.

But when these words were heard in Xiao Jing's ears, it was a different situation. "Wait a minute, I'll call her." Xiao Jing settled Zhou Mei and hurriedly walked inside. But instead of walking to the floor where the white pigeon was resting, he walked straight to Jiang Jing'er's room.

At this moment, Jiang Jinger threw her mobile phone aside. When Xiao Jing entered the door, Jiang Jing'er was throwing things. She was hysterical and did not have half of her usual ladylike image. She grabbed her hair, and the abuse from her fans made her mentally unbearable.

"That slut! Mu Yichen actually stood up and took a beating for her! Otherwise, I would have scratched her face today, so that she would never want to enter the showbiz again in her life! ”

Jiang Jing'er dropped a red wine glass.

Jiang Jing'er's words are true, this matter fell on Bai Ge, it must have nothing to do with the entertainment industry, after all, a little transparent who has not stepped in with one foot may really stop here.

But Mu Yichen is different.

He won't be affected by this star path. His smile, cough, and finger cut a mouth, all fans felt sorry for him and sighed for him.

But after listening to Xiao Jing's words at this time, Jiang Jing'er raised her eyebrows. "What? A woman? ”

"Well, it looks like you're in your forties and less than fifty. Said that only the white dove could help her. ”

Could it be ......

Jiang Jing'er narrowed her eyes. Jiang Jinger has heard a lot of about this kind of woman, and she has experienced it herself. It's not just those women who are fleeting, who have such and such unwillingness on a day when they are old. At this moment, in the eyes of Jiang Jing'er and Xiao Jing, Zhou Mei is a woman who has lost her husband's heart, and her husband must be fascinated by the little fox spirit of the white pigeon.

Jiang Jing'er rolled her eyes and asked Xiao Jing to lead the person inside. "Let's make another fire. Get that little slut out of the crew. ”

Along the way, Xiao Jing took Zhou Mei and came in in a roundabout way. As he walked, he was instructing: "You know the white pigeon so you have something to ask her, but Auntie, I have a lot of words, you are here, you must pay attention to the image of the white pigeon, everything is given priority to her image." You know, the white pigeon is now a public figure, an actor, and there can be no negative press. Do you have any grievances and unspeakable secrets, and wait a little until this time has passed, the white pigeon has just got the opportunity of this heroine, and I cherish it. ”

A few fluttering words, which seem to be a reminder, are actually dialing and fanning the flames. Jiang Jing'er opened the blinds upstairs, looked at Xiao Jing and Zhou Mei's figures one after the other, and gritted her teeth in her heart and said silently: "Say it, say it, expose it in front of people, let her be surrounded by negative news!" ”

Really......

Zhou Mei's arrival immediately attracted the attention of the reporters who were squatting at the scene......