Chapter 21: What are you talking about?
That night, Jiang Wan's live broadcast room was unbeatable, and she rushed directly to the first place.
Black powder carnival, full of insults and abuse, eating melons and holy places, chatting gossip and making fun, Yan Dog Paradise, watching beauties and beauties.
What is the queen of goods, the first brother of the platform, and "Survival in the Wilderness" are far behind, if it weren't for being reported offline by black fans in the end, Jiang Wan felt that she could create a new record tonight.
She threw her phone away and yawned.
It was already early in the morning, and Master Jiang, who had been busy all day, was about to count the money twice and go to bed, Zheng Yuanyuan, who had been waiting at the door of the ward for a long time, heard that there was no movement inside, so he pushed the door in with a heavy face.
Zheng Yuanyuan wanted to speak and stopped, took a deep breath, and was a little embarrassed, "I bought a ticket to return to China tomorrow morning, and your luggage will be sent over by the program team." ”
Jiang Wan was neither noisy nor noisy, and her eyes were dull.
Zheng Yuanyuan thought that she had been hit, sat on the side of her bed, and comforted her in a soft voice, "I see that your live broadcast is also quite smooth, even if you don't become an artist in the future, you can make money as an Internet celebrity, don't be too pessimistic." ”
Jiang Wan still didn't react, but just laughed stupidly twice.
Zheng Yuanyuan sighed in his heart, after the calf is over, there won't really be a mental problem, right?
Let's just say that we will announce the snow hiding thing in a few days, now it's okay, she was hacked enough today, the role is gone, the endorsement is terminated, the company still has to hide it, and there is nothing.
Who isn't crazy?
Jiang Wanhan came back to her senses with a smile, and looked at Zheng Yuanyuan with tears in her eyes and looked at her with sympathy on her face.
"It's late." Zheng Yuanyuan took her hand and said earnestly, "There are many difficulties in people's lives, where you fall, get up, don't lose confidence in yourself." ”
Jiang Wan was stunned, "Fall? I didn't fall. ”
Zheng Yuanyuan: ...... Sure enough, those who were drunk said they were not drunk, and those who were sick did not admit that they were sick.
Zheng Yuanyuan's eyes were more sympathetic, "You go to sleep first, you don't have to get up early for the plane at ten o'clock tomorrow morning." ”
"No, you don't." Jiang Wan smiled at her, pale and sleepy that couldn't be hidden by her smile, "Later, the director will let me go back." ”
Zheng Yuanyuan: ......
Alas, it's really crazy, it's nonsense, people just kicked you out, how could they invite you back again, isn't that a slap in the face?
Besides, you are a little star who is black on the whole network and everyone steps on it, what are you asking to do when you go back? Continue to offend those traffic bigwigs?
Zheng Yuanyuan pursed his lips helplessly, shook his head, tucked the corner of the quilt for Jiang Wan, turned off the light, and closed his eyes on the sofa to recuperate.
At this point, Shao Dingan should have finished talking to the bald director.
Even the agent didn't believe that she could be invited back, and when she appeared in the footage of "Survival in the Wilderness" tomorrow, netizens would directly break the defense, right?
When the time comes, I have to be scolded again, and I tearfully accept millions, and I can't help laughing just thinking about it.
It turns out that this is the feeling of having a gold owner, it's so cool!
Although I don't know what will happen in the future, but in a short time, Shao Dingan will definitely not dare to offend her, and it is easy to say what resources she wants.
In the darkness and silence, Jiang Wan closed her eyes, and the amount of the account in front of her was firmly imprinted in her mind, and she couldn't shake it away.
What kind of big flat-story villa, the pattern is still small, she makes more money, and when the time comes, she will directly take down the two buildings, isn't it fragrant to be a charter wife?
She laughed again.
Zheng Yuanyuan on the sofa couldn't sleep at all.
She clicked on WeChat, found a doctor friend, and typed a line of words with a heavy heart:
"Sister, who is the best doctor in the psychiatric department of your hospital?"
Half an hour later.
Zheng Yuanyuan contacted the psychiatrist, made an appointment, registered the number, and the phone number of the director of "Survival in the Wilderness" popped up on the mobile phone screen.
Zheng Yuanyuan was afraid of waking up Jiang Wan, who was asleep, so he hung up the phone and sent a text message.
"Director Yao, Jiang Wan and I have booked the earliest flight back to China tomorrow, thank you for giving Jiang Wan a chance, Jiang Wan didn't do a good job herself, I'm very sorry."
There was a question mark back in seconds.
And then......
"Don't go!!
Zheng Yuanyuan frowned, thinking that he was afraid that Jiang Wan would backstab the program team, and was about to type to explain Jiang Wan's current mental state, and hurriedly sent another sentence over there:
"Don't go, don't go, don't go, tomorrow morning, I'll pick up Jiang Wan and come back to continue recording!!
Zheng Yuanyuan's mind was stunned, and Jiang Wan's words echoed in his ears - later, the director will let me go back.
What is this called?
Prophet?
Or does it mean that the leader's favor for Jiang Wan has reached the level of the faint monarch favoring the demon concubine?
It's really a knife to the butt, and it's an eye-opener.
But now Jiang Wan's mental state is not good, and all the star chasers are hacking her and scolding her, which is really not suitable for showing her face on the show again.
After thinking for a while, Zheng Yuanyuan sent a sentence.
"Thank you very much for the director's appreciation and love, and I am willing to give Jiang Wan another chance, but she is not in a good mental state now, and she is injured again, I am afraid that she will not be able to appear on the show, please forgive me."
The bald director was dumbfounded.
When she was live streaming at night, that mouth was loaded with Gatlin, and she suddenly exposed gossip, which is called bad spirit?
If she is sent to Jingyang Gang, she can kill Wu Song after beating the tiger, heh, he is so angry that he wants to pull his hair!
"You don't know Jiang Wan at all."
"She's green tea, and she has to use boiling water to make it!"
"Look at how happy she is to be a demon on a variety show, now there is no place to be a demon, of course the state is not good!"
Zheng Yuanyuan was a little convinced.
"And, ah, this is what the leader meant, he specially called me, if Jiang Wan doesn't come, our show will be stopped."
He also made up an emoji of falling to the ground and crying, Zheng Yuanyuan had to say that he would wait for Jiang Wan to wake up and ask her what he meant.
"Please, you must let Jiang Wan come over, even if you don't do anything and be a mascot, thank you!"
Zheng Yuanyuan: ......
A famous director of a variety show actually asked for Jiang Wan, a black star on the whole network? !
But Jiang Wan is really good at it, she used to ask her about big things, but now she not only hooked up with the leader, but also went further and further on the road of black and red.
……
Half past six in the morning.
Zheng Yuanyuan was woken up by the vibration of the phone, she clicked on WeChat, wanted to see if the director had arrived, and saw a message sent by Jiang Wan in the middle of the night in the top chat box.
She looked weird, rubbed her eyes, made sure that she was not dazed and misread, and read it again, it was still the same line.
Zheng Yuanyuan looked up at Jiang Wan, who was still asleep, and really wanted to shake her awake: What kind of crazy words are you talking about, how dare you Jiang Wan?!
The phone vibrated again, she quickly hung up, and walked out of the ward lightly, the bald director was standing outside the ward, holding a flower basket in one hand and a fruit basket in the other, and his head was full of beads of sweat.