Yu Beiting brought the dim sum from the pastry shop that Shen Qinghuan liked to eat the most.

It's hard to queue up for this dim sum and it sells out every time it gets afternoon.

Shen Qinghuan glanced at it.

There are so many people in the crew, and he brought one with all.

I'm afraid that all of today's supplies have been bought for Yu Beiting.

"I've just eaten and I'm not hungry." Shen Qinghuan refused.

Yu Beiting: "Isn't this your favorite food?" ”

How does he know?

Shen Qinghuan was duplicitous: "I don't like it for a long time." ”

Yu Beiting frowned slightly, in order to refuse him, didn't she even eat what she liked?

He put the snack on the table.

Shen Qinghuan hugged the computer, pretending to be busy, and didn't want to deal with Yu Beiting.

Yu Beiting stood like that, and after a long time, he turned around, and his face suddenly sank.

"What are you filming?"

Not far away, a group performer was taking pictures of them with his mobile phone.

Lin Yi hurried over.

"Get your phone out."

The group performance was confident: "Why should I give you my mobile phone." ”

"It's illegal to take a candid photo, do you want us to call the police and let the police check your phone?"

The group performance was scared.

But he was more afraid of being discovered.

Squirmed and pinched, and didn't dare to take it out.

Lin Yi was impatient, and took out his mobile phone and planned to call the police.

When the other party saw it, he was so anxious that he immediately took out his mobile phone.

"I deleted the photo right away."

"Give me my phone." Lin Yi said coldly.

The group performer hesitated, but still handed over the phone to Lin Yi.

Lin opened it and looked, good guy, this is not just a candid shot.

He walked up to Yu Beiting: "President Yu, look." ”

After the group performance took the photo, it was sent to the groups of each group performance, and these groups were discussing who was supporting Shen Qinghuan, and this group actor took a photo of Shen Qinghuan and Yu Beiting in the same frame, claiming to know who was supporting Shen Qinghuan.

Everyone in the group discussed very dirty, and there were all kinds of disgusting words.

There are even thoughts that defile Shen Qinghuan.

Yu Beiting exuded a cold aura like frost, and his eyes glanced at the group actor coldly.

"Who spread the rumors?"

The group performed as if they were about to be pierced by a sword, and their legs trembled.

"I, I don't know, I also heard what others say, everyone spreads it like this, because ......"

"Because of what?" This was asked by Shen Qinghuan.

She leaned over and saw all kinds of unsightly chat records on the mobile phone screen, and glared angrily at the group performance.

She didn't care about this matter, but she didn't expect these people to spread all kinds of foul language to her in private, reducing her to a rag that everyone can trample on.

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

Group performance: "Because you don't have a family background, you are just an assistant to the screenwriter, but you can let Yu Xia help you speak, and the big guy behind you helps you seal so many accounts......"

"They said, so many people help you, it must be because you have good kung fu on board."

After the group performance said this, he felt that he was not far from death, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Yu Beiting and Shen Qinghuan.

Shen Qinghuan sneered.

This circle is like this, if you have no background and no connections, you will be bullied.

She just said to the outside world that she was a friend of the screenwriter, and she could encounter so much.

There are a lot of people watching the theater around.

These people have also arranged and discussed Shen Qinghuan in private.

"And." The group actor swallowed his saliva: "They say that you are not a screenwriter, why do you tell the actors, some actors obviously add their own lines very well, but you don't let others add lines......"

"There are many, many more, and everyone is actually very dissatisfied with you."

"Qinghuan is my friend with Mo Shangshuang, she is here, on behalf of Mo Shangshuang, if you have anything to disagree with, tell me directly." Lu Jingchuan hurriedly walked over and just heard the last few words of the group performance.

He stood beside Shen Qinghuan, his eyes swept over everyone coldly.

At this time, producer Zhong Liang walked out.

"What kind of friend is she Mo Shangshuang, until the drama has been filmed, Mo Shangshuang's face has not been shown once, and she has not said a word, everything is not up to you and her." Zhong Liang had long been dissatisfied with Lu Jingchuan.

A stinky director, a little famous, suppressed him to death.

Lu Jingchuan: "What do you want?" ”

"Kick Shen Qinghuan out of the crew, she is too good at making trouble in the crew." Zhong Liang finally found an opportunity to kick Shen Qinghuan out of the crew, and he would not let it go.

Lu Jingchuan opened his mouth to say something, but Shen Qinghuan stopped him and gave him a look.

Shen Qinghuan looked at Zhong Liang coldly.

"Are you sure you want to kick the writer out of the crew?"

"I'm not rushing Mo Shangshuang, I'm driving you, what kind of thing are you, and you dare to make waves in the crew." Zhong Liang snorted coldly and looked at Shen Qinghuan contemptuously.

"Yes, I also think that only when she is gone, our crew can be at peace." Someone chimed in.

It seems that today, Zhong Liang has to drive her away.

But she won't go.

"If you don't want to stay in the crew, you can just leave." Yu Beiting took a step forward, half of his body blocked in front of Shen Qinghuan, and his cold gaze fell on Zhong Liang: "Shen Qinghuan won't go." ”

Zhong Liang smiled flatteringly at Yu Beiting: "Mr. Yu, this Shen Qinghuan is a scourge, she ......"

"Shut up!"

Zhong Liang was shaken hard.

Could it be that Shen Qinghuan was really taken care of by Yu Beiting? Why does the royal president protect Shen Qinghuan so much?

Zhong Liang didn't dare to say anything more, but sooner or later he still had to drive Shen Qinghuan away.

Shen Qinghuan knew that if he didn't solve the matter at one time today, there would definitely be trouble in the future.

The gossip about her will not go away, but will be spread even more unrecognizable.

She gently tugged at the Northern Thunderbolt.

Yu Beiting tilted his head, his gaze soft.

Shen Qinghuan: "I have something to say, you can give it up." ”

Yu Beiting obediently got out of the way.

Shen Qinghuan took a soft breath.

"You want me to leave the crew, right, but if I'm gone, this show won't be able to be filmed."

Zhong Liang sneered: "Shen Qinghuan, what are you talking about, you can't turn the earth without it." ”

"That's it, Shen Qinghuan, don't be too self-righteous."

The others also hid their lips and laughed sarcastically.

Shen Qinghuan didn't care much.

"Of course I will continue to rotate when the earth is gone, but the crew will not be able to shoot without a screenwriter."

If she leaves the crew, the script will also be taken away, and it is impossible for her script to be transferred to other screenwriters.

"When you leave, let Teacher Mo Shangshuang come."

Shen Qinghuan: "Mo Shangshuang can't come." ”

This scene gave Yu Beiting a familiar feeling.

"Because, I'm Mo Shangshuang."

"Hahahaha, what are you talking about?" Zhong Liang laughed.

Everyone else didn't believe it.

Lu Jingchuan raised his voice: "That's right, Qinghuan is Mo Shangshuang, because Qinghuan doesn't like the entertainment industry, so she will hide her identity. ”

Lu Jingchuan's certification made everyone begin to waver.

"Is she really Mo Shangshuang?"

"Impossible."

The crowd whispered.