Chapter 17: Horror on the set
Wenyin mocked: "Tang Zhanya's popularity continues to rise because of the turmoil in the studio, but Min Can is in a desperate situation because of this, why do you want to fall into the well at this time, they must be sisters." ”
What Tang Zhanya just said, not only did not wash away the stains on Min Can's body, but it was a metaphor for her mental illness, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she fell into the well.
Mu Yi said coldly: "Sister Wen, this is to blame me for not being strict in teaching people, but I think Min Can is not suitable for black at all, and it is better not to wear it in the future." ”
With that, he turned and walked out.
Tang Mincan has never liked black, but even at this moment, she is still wearing a black dress. From beginning to end, I didn't want to let go of Zhanya, so why blame them for falling into the well.
One o'clock in the afternoon.
Chen Shan ran over and danced excitedly: "Sister Wei, Zhan Ya has entered the primary election, and the director has a good impression of her, but the final result will have to wait for the final decision." ”
Mu looked at the scene with a slight ring of shoulders, and said lightly: "The male god has always been on time, what happened?" ”
Chen Shan said with annoyance: "Fengshi's mouth is too strict to inquire, but it has been determined that the male god is the major shareholder of Fengshi, and he will presumably focus on development in the Pearl River." ”
Mu Yiwei watched the crowd crowd rush to the terrace and asked, "What's the matter?" ”
Chen Shan: "Fengshi wants to take a group photo on the terrace as a prelude to publicity, no one will let go of this kind of opportunity." ”
"Remind Zhanya to be careful." Mu Yiwei looked at the temporary terrace reminder.
Chen Shan ran back with a smile, and everyone walked around Tang Mincan.
This kind of small field is not what it used to be, but unfortunately, it is not what it used to be.
This circle is the most realistic, it rises and falls faster, Tang Mincan, the actress, has been popular for too long, even if she can't pull her off the altar if she is not careful, it is enough to squeeze her out of the public eye.
Tang Zhanya squeezed through the crowd and pulled the corners of Mu Yiwei's clothes with a crimson face: "Sister Wei, will the male god look down on me?" ”
She smiled and said: "You have been in the Tao for a few years, how can you be like a hairy girl, what are you panicking." ”
Tang Zhanya pouted: "It's different, even if I look at him from a distance, I'm satisfied." ”
Mu Yi nudged her slightly: "Satisfy you, go!" ”
The actors have basically stood still, plus the Fengshi actors who came to join in the fun, and the small terrace was crowded with people.
"Be careful, don't move, it'll be fine right away." The photographer reminds loudly below.
Tang Zhanya bypassed Tang Mincan and squeezed into a crumbling corner.
The flash is on.
"Alright, all go back, don't stay on it." The photographer looked up and shouted.
The actors laughed and jumped on both sides, and some of the unpopular starlets were rubbing and posing on them.
"Ahh
Mu Yi didn't raise his eyes and rushed towards Tang Zhanya, who was falling, but he grabbed her wrist and hung on the temporary railing, and only swept two figures from the corner of his eyes to fall.
"Come on, call 120." The scene suddenly got out of control, everyone ran and howled, and there was a mess.
Tang Zhanya's whole body hung in the air, Mu Yiwei pulled the railing with one hand, and her forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.
"Sister Wei, let go, I'll pull you down."
"Don't move." Mu Yi shouted slightly angrily, looked at her and said calmly: "Xiaoya, don't be afraid, it will be fine if you listen to me." ”
One side of the terrace had begun to collapse, and Mu Yiwei didn't care about anything else, dragging her and throwing her up.
Tang Zhanya rolled towards the stage, but Mu Yiwei fell straight downstairs because of too much force.
"Sister Wei, Yiwei-"
Wang Hao was so crowded that he couldn't catch up, and he was so anxious that he screamed in horror.
At the last moment, Mu Yiwei's waist tightened suddenly, and he was already grabbed by someone and tilted to the side.
"You, how's it going?" The man lowered his head and wrapped his arms around her waist.