After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess: 986 Face hurts, keeps blowing up the scene!

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Qin Zhiyue’s fans: “…”

Si Fuqing’s anti-fan: “…”

In the past three years, due to the rise of Qin Zhiyue, Si Fuqing's black fans have become active again.

Hate fans like to use the words "Isn't Si Fuqing very capable? Why has there been no news at all in the past three years?" to attack Mu Si.

Once the fans explain, the anti-fans will pursue their victory and then mock them.

As soon as Kesi Fuqing came back, he hit them hard in the face again.

The anti-fans couldn't swallow this breath and followed Qin Zhiyue's fans to suppress Si Fuqing and Mu Si.

【Who was slapped in the face? Does it feel good to be personally slapped in the face by the official? 】

[Qin Zhiyue doesn’t really think that he is Si Fuqing when he debuts under the name of “Little Si Fuqing”, right? Your vision is just a small piece of domestic entertainment, but you have the ability to dominate the entire international entertainment industry. 】

[That’s ridiculous, brothers and sisters. In fact, there are many celebrities who have touched Cilan. Lan doesn’t have time to refute the rumors one by one, let alone care about them. Qin Zhiyue, you are unlucky. Lan caught it, what kind of bad luck is this? 】

[I have a bold guess that Lan took action so quickly because Qin Zhi was stepping on Si Fuqing. Si Fuqing was Lan's spokesperson, so of course Lan would defend him. 】

【Who's wrong to touch porcelain? I have to touch porcelain with you, Sister Si? Are you dumbfounded? 】

[One advantage of Fen Qingqing’s baby is that you can watch these people who are jumping up and down getting slapped in the face in seconds, which is extremely comfortable for career fans. 】

As soon as Lan’s rumor-refuting post was posted on Weibo, it instantly became a hot topic.

#LAN, Qin Zhiyue#

#Qinzhiyue, fake#

In the past three years since Si Fuqing has been absent, Qin Zhiyue has indeed been a top celebrity for a long time. The media and marketing accounts also like to use her famous name to earn traffic. Two hot searches are followed by the word "explosion".

The popularity is so high that more and more netizens click in, and the hot searches cannot be suppressed.

Qin Zhiyue's studio team was suddenly in chaos, and his manager Ruan Chengfang's eyes went dark.

Putting one hand on the table and holding her cell phone in the other, she roared: "What's going on? Why would Lan headquarters clarify so quickly at this time?!"

Ruan Chengfang, like Ming Jing, knew that with Qin Zhiyue's status, it was impossible to borrow a haute couture dress designed by the Right Hand of God.

This is a product designed by a designer who has always imitated the style of God's right hand. Many celebrities at home and abroad have used it to gain popularity.

If Ruan Chengfang's original plan was not exposed, then it would just be possible for Qin Zhiyue to advance in the field of fashion, so that he could become a top international luxury endorsement in the future.

If it is exposed, Qin Zhiyue will also gain enough popularity and traffic. When the time comes, he will come out to apologize and reap a second wave of traffic.

Kill two birds with one stone.

But Ruan Chengfang's only miscalculation was that Lan clarified it almost instantly, not even giving them time to increase the heat.

She clearly investigated Qi Lan's attitude towards this matter, and either didn't bother to care about it at all, or it would take more than ten days.

Why did it happen so fast this time? !

"Sister Ruan, Ruan...but, maybe it's just like what was said on the Internet." The new media publicity stuttered, "Si, Si Fuqing is Lan's spokesperson, that's why Lan ended up so quickly."

"How can a spokesperson who has not appeared for three years and is just the spokesperson of a brand owned by Lan be so important?" Ruan Chengfang didn't believe this speculation at all. She gritted her teeth, "This time we are unlucky. Clean up the square immediately. Remove the hot search for me, even if you add money!”

The new media publicity immediately responded and began to contact various departments to remove the hot search.

"Why isn't it better yet?" Looking at the high number of hot searches, Ruan Chengfang became a little impatient, "Netizens have no memory and will forget it after a while."

“Sister Ruan, we can’t withdraw it!” New Media Propaganda said anxiously, “I contacted the other party just now and they said that someone is adding money to increase the popularity of hot searches.”

"What?" Ruan Chengfang was shocked and angry, "Who? Which family? Don't want to be in the entertainment industry anymore?!"

In the past three years, Jiusheng Entertainment has grown into the largest entertainment company in the Daxia Empire, and can be called an entertainment empire.

Which team dares to go against Jiusheng Entertainment without considering its own identity?

The new media publicity was so anxious that I almost cried: "Sister Ruan, we really can’t withdraw, the square can’t be cleaned up, and the pedestrian traffic in Zhiyue is starting to collapse."

"Continue to withdraw!" Ruan Chengfang suppressed his anger, "Find out who is going against me!"

"Bang!"

Ruan Chengfang put her cell phone on the table, still angry, and a voice came slowly from outside the door.

"How is our house?"

Ruan Chengfang turned around suddenly and saw Sang Yanqing looking at her with a smile. Her pupils suddenly shrank: "Sang, Yan, Qing!"

"Bah, bang, bang—" Sang Yanqing clapped her hands, and her smile deepened, "I just want to see, why don't you let me stay in this entertainment industry? What a great skill, do you have it?"

"Sang Yanqing!" Ruan Chengfang was extremely angry, "What do you mean? Do you have to break up with me?"

"Fear each other? Do you have the face?" Sang Yan laughed loudly, "I'm going to put it this way, as long as you guys touch each other, we will make it impossible for you to stay in the entertainment industry. ”

Ruan Chengfang's expression changed, and she looked stern and said: "Sang Yanqing, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I always keep my word. I tolerated you before because Qingqing didn't come back." Sang Yan said calmly, "Now that she's back, I don't have to endure it anymore. Ruan Chengfang, you and I are classmates. You should know my character."

Of course Ruan Chengfang knows.

Sang Yanqing was able to become the number one agent because of her thunderous skills.

There is no script that she cannot win, and there is no endorsement that she cannot chew off.

"Okay, Sang Yanqing, hello." Ruan Chengfang's voice was almost squeezed out from between her teeth, "Don't be proud, whoever laughs first is the winner."

"Okay." Sang Yanqing raised his eyebrows, "Then I'll wait and see. I'll remove your hot search first."

She left slowly under Ruan Chengfang's murderous eyes.

"Sister Ruan." The manager's assistant called, "The hot search cannot be removed. There is no other way. We issued an apology statement in advance, stating that Zhiyue had no knowledge, and the fans have already believed it."

"Okay, that's enough." Ruan Chengfang breathed a sigh of relief, "Take advantage of this time to torture fans more, and I will announce a new endorsement soon, which can just increase sales."

Qin Zhiyue is still following the path of a traffic star, and fan base is the most important thing.

"The company has also conducted emergency public relations." The agent assistant added, "Someone will continue to follow up. The company means to finish recording the variety show "Single Will Go to Hell" first."

Ruan Chengfang nodded, very satisfied: "Well, I know that Teacher Mu Qing will soon be on the show team. His agent and I have already reached an agreement and we will let him and Zhi Yue work on CP."

Mu Qing also debuted in the C position as the first place in the "Youth" draft, and also lost a lot of votes to the second place.

Fans often use the term "debut at C position" to criticize Xie Yu, but there is an insurmountable gap between Mu Qing and Xie Yu.

Jiusheng Entertainment is good at cultivating such popular stars, and has established a foothold in the entertainment industry by constantly attracting top celebrities.

After the call ended, Ruan Chengfang's tense nerves relaxed.

She pondered for a long time and sent a text message to Qin Zhiyue.

[Zhi Yue, when you get up tomorrow morning, remember to apologize to Si Fuqing and make good use of her hot spot. If you lower your posture and she continues to oppress you, it will be her fault.

I will find a way to portray you as a victim, and you should take advantage of the opportunity. 】

**

Qin Zhiyue did not see this text message because there was no signal where the guests were at this moment. Only the director and camera crew had small signal transmitters and receivers.

She clicked on her phone with no signal irritably, and breathed out slowly.

In the end, she had no choice but to throw her phone aside, get into her sleeping bag and start sleeping.

The night was already dark, and the violent wind and rain suddenly came at this moment, and the whole world fell into darkness.

A thunder fell and exploded on the roof of the tent. Ogilia woke up from her dream, her face turned slightly pale.

She did not wake up completely, her consciousness was still suffocated, and her body was shaking constantly.

That happened a long, long time ago, so long ago that she was still a baby, so she shouldn't have any memories.

But it was also a thunderstorm day, and she lost her mother forever.

After that, she couldn't bear the roar of thunder, not because she was afraid of such weather, but because such weather would make her recall old memories over and over again.

Maybe there was too much movement, which alerted Raphael in the tent next door.

"What's wrong?" Raphael rushed out and knocked on the tent door first, "Are you okay?"

Seeing that there was no response, but the tent was shaking violently, he frowned and pressed the door handle with his hand.

With a "click", the door lock broke, and Raphael pushed the door in.

In the tent, Ogelia huddled into a small ball. She leaned in the corner, her body shaking constantly?

"Aoao?" Raphael carefully reached out his hand and held her shoulders, "Are you afraid? Wake up quickly!"

Ogilia was shocked for a moment, her eyelashes trembled, and finally she opened her eyes.

She looked at the person in front of her blankly, her thoughts not turning back for a while.

The man's brows were frowning, and white lightning fell, reflecting on his handsome face, dyeing his eyebrows silver-white, exuding a sharp aura.

As the Duke of the Principality of Muston, Raphael has always been very courageous, otherwise he would not be able to guard the entire Principality.

"It's okay, everything is okay." Raphael remembered that Fred had talked to him about Ogilia's fear of thunder. He patted her back and comforted her, "Everything has been done. It’s over, but the weather is bad tonight and you can’t see the stars in the sky.”

He used the power of the evolver to freeze the tent and block out all the sounds of thunder and rain.

Ogilia gradually calmed down. She tilted her head and suddenly said: "Our ancestors have actually always had a fairy tale. In fact, it is not a fairy tale anymore. It is real."

A long time ago, when there was no such thing as an evolver, the most powerful ancestor of the Lotbar family was called the head of the devil.

Raphael raised his eyebrows: "Swan Lake?"

This is a well-known fairy tale.

"Yes." Ogilia held her chin and said lightly, "My father liked the Black Swan Princess in this story very much, so he gave me the same name, but it seems that the meaning of this name is not very good. Otherwise, why would I have no mother?"

Raphael was silent for a moment: "Me neither, actually I'm used to it, just take a nap, I'll be fine when I get up tomorrow."

It rained heavily in the middle of the night, so he sat in the tent and stayed with Ogilia for so long.

In the latter part of the night, she fell into a deep sleep.

Raphael helped her lift the quilt and muttered: "It really looks like a black swan."

He stood up politely, exited the tent, and reset the door lock.

**

The next day, morning.

It clears up after the rain and the sun shines brightly.

Si Fuqing stretched and climbed out of the sleeping bag.

At this time, a glass of honey water was handed to her lips by a slender hand.

"Come here, I'm going to recharge my batteries." Si Fuqing finished drinking the honey water and started to cheat, "Let me recharge my batteries quickly."

"Huh?" Yu Xiheng leaned down, "Why are you acting coquettishly all of a sudden?"

She hugged his neck, nestled herself in his arms, and rubbed her head against his chest: "The big human bear, so comfortable!"

Yu Xiheng snorted and held her hand: "My hands are indeed very cold."

The sun rose, and the sunlight shone in through the windows, dyeing the tent red gold.

Si Fuqing asked: "What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock." Yu Xiheng lowered his head and looked at the time, "Everyone else is also up. If we don't go, the director will come and call us."

"Okay." Si Fuqing stretched out his hand and rubbed it again, "Let me hold you for a while and then we go."

"Yes." Yu Xiheng also hugged her and tightened his arms.

He also enjoys this rare quiet time, where we can watch the sunrise and sunset together.

A prosperous age without war, without killing, without blood and death.

He finally waited.

Outside.

"Everyone, get up quickly, the sun is shining on your butts!" Director Qi shouted with a loudspeaker, "Mr. Yun from Yunshang came to our place today. Our tents are all provided by Yunshang, so we must take good care of them." Thank you."

Hearing these words, the celebrity guests all pricked up their ears and became interested first.

Raphael yawned and asked in a low voice: "What is the fourth child doing here?"

Yuan Mingchi shrugged: "He was too busy to participate in the show, so he could only come over and hang out. He was already very jealous at that time."

"Oh." Raphael snorted, "You deserve it."

At this time, the assistant director led another group of photographers to pick up Langxuan from the entrance of the desert island.

"Mr. Yun, welcome!" the assistant director was very enthusiastic, "Thank you very much, Mr. Yun, for providing us with accommodation facilities!"

【President on the cloud! so hot! 】

[The program team is really awesome, they invited a bunch of handsome guys and beauties! 】

[Appearance is really the least worth mentioning thing about them, strength is the king! 】

"Qingqing is my little sister." Lang Xuan said calmly, "otherwise, why would I give you the latest tent?"

He is also a businessman and does not engage in loss-making business.

Good morning~

Xiaoxiang’s double monthly votes have begun. There is no limit to the number of votes. Darlings can vote for Qingqing and His Majesty!

The extra story will complete some of the stories of Odelia and Kuchiki Akira~

(End of this chapter)