Feng Yinxiu casually threw away the tablet, picked up his mobile phone and logged in to his Weibo, easily typed in Ling Qiyi's name, clicked into her homepage, and clicked on it without hesitation.

"Hehe, since you want to talk about it and do things, you shouldn't mind having more things."

On the other side, Ling Qiyi, who was about to explode because of this incident, didn't notice that this Feng Yinxiu paid attention to him.

The phone calls came one after another, and both friends and the media wanted to ask the person concerned.

"Whew...... What the hell is this......" Ling Qiyi turned off his mobile phone irritably, leaving only his own private phone and throwing the whole person on the bed.

The company's meaning is not to let her speak out and keep silent, otherwise the more she describes, the more she explains, the more she looks ghostly, and she can only keep silent.

The agent will use the PR team to calm down the storm as soon as possible.

An artist is most afraid of having no topic, and he is most afraid of being forgotten by the audience, or even remembering it.

Even many people think that even if it is a topic that hacks themselves, it is better than no topic at all, at least it has exposure.

But is it really better that way?

Ling Qianyi lay on the bed with blank eyes, staring at the ceiling, and suddenly felt empty in his heart.

She entered the entertainment industry just to get closer to that man, and now she is in the crew, why are she so timid, she has to make herself gray without any progress.

"Ding-dong."

WeChat's prompt sound sounded again, and I don't know how many times it was.

As if thinking of something, Ling Qianyi got up suddenly, clicked on WeChat, and was the first to see Lei Yi's news.

- [Little brother, I'm sorry, I don't know how to measure, I'm sorry to hurt you. 】

——[Teacher Feng hasn't had any instructions yet, I also caused some trouble to Teacher Feng this time, I don't know what to do now, are you okay?] 】

- [Don't read or care about the comments on the Internet, I will definitely find a way, even if I am fired by Teacher Feng, I will ask Teacher Feng to help you, I'm sorry.] 】

……

Lei sent almost dozens of messages intermittently, and Ling Qianyi couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it, this matter seemed to be deliberate, and he couldn't be blamed at all.

What's more, they also have a large part of the responsibility.

- [I don't blame you, don't think about it, and don't tell Teacher Feng about it, I don't want him to meddle in this matter. By the way, I thought about it, it should be your fellow practitioner, and when this turmoil is over, you can be my love consultant. 】

Ling Qianyi typed down a few lines of words and sent them over, and by the way, he sent a naughty love.

With such a helper here, what are you afraid of, it's a big deal to fail, and it's nothing.

As soon as it was sent out, Lei Yi was almost back in seconds.

- [You really don't blame me? Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to compensate you in the future. 】

- [By the way, you said that you are one of my fellow believers, who do you fall in love with?] Is it my family god? If so, in return, I'll let you sleep with this old life!! 】

——[In the future, if you chase the gods, I am definitely your biggest assistant, except for the family members of the gods, no one knows him better than me, and I guarantee that you will be able to catch the gods smoothly! 】

……

Feng Yinxiu, who was drinking coffee leisurely, suddenly sneezed, and the coffee spilled.

"Is someone speaking ill of me?"

Feng Yin raised his eyebrows and muttered, his pants were dirty.

"Mr. Feng, I'll go change a cup of coffee for you." The little assistant who was guarding the door rushed in quickly.

Feng Yinxiu waved his hand casually: "Forget it, don't drink, change clothes!" ”

Well, Mr. Feng, who didn't know that he had been sold by his assistant, neatly entered the locker room.