"Teacher, we have established a basic framework for the history of the Zhu Dynasty, and with the help of Mr. Youfang, we have excavated more historical materials."

Chen Pingping patiently reported to Liu Juntong, and then flipped through the information in her hand.

"And the new drama filmed by Mr. Fang recently has also supplemented the historical materials of the Zhu Dynasty, which is of great help to us."

Liu Juntong nodded, looking at the gradually improving historical materials posted on the wall, and was quite relieved in his heart.

In the past, let his team dig out the complete framework of a dynasty, they didn't dare to think of it.

But now, the imagination has become a reality.

"Pingping, I had a dream when I was young, I hope that we Chinese people will no longer lose their national self-confidence because of cultural faults."

Liu Juntong's eyes were full of emotion.

"I believe that we have the oldest culture in the world, and what she left us with is not a mess, but a treasure, but for some reason, we accidentally lost the key, and once opened, it will be a gorgeous treasure for us and for the whole world!"

Chen Pingping was also excited.

But he quickly calmed down.

"However, Mr. Fang seems to be in trouble there."

"Oh?"

Liu Juntong turned his head and looked at Chen Pingping with some confusion.

After all, he is an old man, and the speed and channels for receiving news are not as convenient as those of young people, and a lot of gossip news depends on his own students.

"How?"

Chen Pingping explained what happened to Qiao Zhenbang 1510.

"It is said that this Mr. Qiao Zhenbang is the second male in Mr. Fang's new drama, and now because of suicide, the progress of the crew has been delayed a lot, and black material about Mr. Qiao Zhenbang and the crew has gradually appeared on the Internet."

"And this?"

Liu Juntong's brows furrowed.

"Isn't the lesson that Minister Cao let them eat last time enough? Not a long memory! ”

Chen Pingping did not pick up the stubble.

"Forget it, the water in this circle is too muddy, and I didn't expect that one day I would end up in charge of such a thing, but no matter what, when it comes to Fang Xin, I still have to talk to Minister Cao."

But none of them expected that Fang Xin's time to make a move was far earlier than they thought.

In the afternoon of the same day, there were overwhelming rumors on the Internet about Qiao Zhenbang's suicide.

Although Sister Chen and Fang Xin had used their best strength to minimize the spread of the news, they couldn't stand being stabbed by Shengshi Entertainment.

"Director Fang, this time I've affected you."

Sister Chen sat on a chair on the set, looking at Master Liu, who was still directing, and her mood was not good.

"Wu Qingming is a villain, and when he learned that the company was likely to lose money because of Qiao Zhenbang, he pushed the other party out without hesitation."

As he spoke, he felt funny, and took out his mobile phone to recall Fang Xin.

"Look at this, this is Wu Qingming's most loyal marketing account."

Fang Xin glanced at it while listening, his expression was not good.

The marketing account was ashamed to claim that Qiao Zhenbang received a lot of care and preferential treatment in the company, but because of his own lack of ability and always wanted to be popular, he had psychological problems and finally committed suicide.

The comment area is even more smoky.

There are some heavy-handed netizens who ridicule Qiao Zhenbang for not going to the circle if he doesn't have that mentality, and some netizens are even more vicious, thinking that the other party is directing and acting by himself, and wants to make himself popular.

In short, there is everything to say.

The overall deviation of public opinion is very unfavorable to Qiao Zhenbang's personal image.

"You didn't let him know about it, did you?"

Fang Xin looked up at Sister Chen.

Sister Chen hurriedly waved her hand and shook her head.

"Of course not! During this time, in addition to letting him recuperate, my mobile phone was confiscated directly, for fear that he would know some news that he shouldn't know! ”

Fang Xin pondered for a moment.

Sister Chen is still trustworthy, otherwise he would not have given someone to her after Qiao Zhenbang's accident.

But her ability is limited after all, if she wants to keep Qiao Zhenbang, she can't just rely on a little Sister Chen, she has to expose this matter to the public and get more traffic in order to attract the attention of the above.

What to do?

"Sister Chen, Chen Bingbing, can you believe it?"

He remembered that he had met Chen Bingbing in Shengshi Entertainment, and then told Sister Chen about the process, but he didn't expect to see the embarrassment in the other party's eyes.

"To be honest, Mr. Fang, if you don't have to, don't deal with Chen Bingbing, this woman only recognizes money, and you are likely to suffer a loss on him!"

"Money?"

Fang pondered for a moment, and remembered that day in the café, Chen Bingbing said sadly, "My star journey is over."

In this way, it is not without opportunities.

"I see."

At night, in the food stall downstairs of Fang Xin's rented house, the aroma of spicy crayfish is called a ten-mile fragrance, and the rich fragrance of oden hooks people with dreams.

"Sit."

Fang Xin looked at the woman standing opposite, with a little disgust in her eyes, and stretched out her hand frankly.

Chen Bingbing had never been to such a place, the chair he sat on was shiny, and there was even a fly flying on the table.

But no matter what, she sat down.

"Mr. Fang, you told me on the phone that there is a way for me to reappear in the eyes of the public?"

Fang Xin looked at Chen Bingbing, who couldn't wait, his eyes were full of smiles.

"Naturally, I'm never a fool, but it depends on whether you're willing to pay a certain price."

Being hidden by the snow is already the biggest setback Chen Bingbing has encountered so far, as long as she can make her debut again, she is willing to peel off her skin.

"You say! My perseverance is stronger than you think! ”

Fang Xin smiled.

"I hope so."

Then, he pushed a piece of paper in front of Chen Bingbing.

"Here's my plan and what I can pay, I hope you'll be satisfied."

Chen Bingbing took the document in disbelief, and after a quick glance, he exclaimed, as if holding some hot potato, and put the document back on the table.

But she didn't push back.

Chen Bingbing looked up at Fang Xin, the other party still had a smile in her eyes, as if her reaction had already been expected.

"Mr. Fang, with all due respect, you are playing with fire."

Fang Xin let out a long sigh.

"Did I tell you nonsense?"

Chen Bingbing shook his head.

"Then can I bring you back into the eyes of the public and clear your name?"

According to the plan he just saw, Chen Bingbing felt that it was okay.

"That's it, either it's a happy cooperation, or just when I haven't shown up, you can choose one."

Fang Xin was no longer verbose.

Chen Bingbing gritted his teeth, stared at the spicy crayfish on someone else's table and hesitated for a moment, and finally signed his name in a lingering aroma.