Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 39. thirty nine

Thirty nine:

Jiang Mochen didn't stop shooting until after ten o'clock in the evening, and Yan Qingchi also waited until after ten o'clock in the evening. Director Wang saw that he was so dedicated to his work, so he deliberately adjusted his play to the next day and asked him to go back tonight and have a good rest. Jiang Mochen accepted the favor and left with his assistant. Before leaving, he took Yan Qingchi with him.

Everyone unconsciously looked at Yan Qingchi who left with Jiang Mochen, secretly thinking that this person is probably going to ascend, it is really good luck.

Jiang Mochen asked Yan Qingchi's assistant to go back to the hotel first, and Wang Xianghai drove him and Yan Qingchi to another hotel. Liu Ai, as his assistant, also followed.

"What is this for?"

"Wait until later."

Yan Qingchi saw that he didn't say anything, so he didn't ask any more questions, and started surfing Weibo online. This time, he was so scared that he almost dropped his phone. The first hot search turned out to be [Jiang Mochen Yan Qingchi].

He clicked in a daze, and it took him some effort to finally understand the situation. When he and Jiang Mochen were in that black fan's room, a fan who came to visit the class quietly almost smashed Jiang Mochen by a flowerpot The video was posted on Weibo, and @the crew and South Orange Entertainment asked the crew and company to give a reasonable answer.

As soon as the video was released, Jiang Mochen's fan houses exploded. They went to the "Lost" official blog to tear up the crew and asked the crew what happened? Can't we use dim sum for the field service? Is the crew responsible for something? Don't you know that this situation may cause death?

The other wave was to tear up Nancheng's official blog and ask them what the company thinks? Do you pay attention to the safety of artists' lives? What about the broker? Why didn't I see the agent in the video? Is the assistant dead? Why is the response so slow?

On weekdays, I call passionately to express my brother's hard work. My brother is really a beautiful and gentle fairy. Consuming Jiang Mochen, always using Jiang Mochen to bring newcomers, and finally started to frantically brush up the topic #Please Nancheng 从江莫陈#, #请南智谢谢江梅麦#.

Yan Qingchi couldn't help laughing and crying when he saw this. If fans knew that Jiang Mochen was the boss behind Nancheng, they probably didn't know what his expression would be. He thought about it, and felt that fans would probably start to use #请江梅庆爱怀羽#, #请江梅少不自己重力格# and the like.

He silently looked at the people around him, and just happened to be caught by Jiang Mochen, Yan Qingchi simply looked at him openly, "Your fans hope that Nancheng will value you and respect you."

Jiang Mochen smiled helplessly, "Normal." He said, "Fans can only see things on the bright side, and there are many things they can't see, so they don't know, so they can only work hard for themselves from their own perspective." Idols fight for rights and interests. Although the method is a bit simple and crude, but the starting point is good, especially this time, they are probably really scared."

Yan Qingchi continued to look down, and saw that after the first rage, some fans began to ask who saved his brother in the video? This question was quickly expanded, and then someone turned to the official Weibo of "Lost" and found out Yan Qingchi.

Yan Qingchi's Weibo account and password are known to Guan Mei and his assistant He Fei, but they have always been managed by themselves. The content is very simple, just some scenery and daily notes. The latest one was edited in Jiang Mochen's room that night: The moon is a bit round today. The picture is a moon.

Soon, this Weibo was occupied by Jiang Mochen's fans, who imitated his words and wrote: Today's little brother is a bit handsome. Thank you little brother for your cool move today.

"Thank you little brother for throwing Jiang Mochen down at the critical moment and showing my heart to my little brother."

"Hey, my little brother is so handsome. If my little brother wasn't on the set today, our brother would have been injured. Rubbish company, don't do human affairs, #南格今天做人？ No!#."

Yan Qingchi remembered that when he posted on Weibo two days ago, the comments were still in the ten digits, but now there are thousands of them.

As for the video of him throwing Jiang Mochen down, the reposts and comments have already easily exceeded 10,000. Although the blogger later deleted the video by private message, this does not prevent Yan Qingchi from being mentioned in a large number of comments and reposts.

Then, the climax of the matter came. Jiang Mochen personally posted a thank you on Weibo, and Yan Qingchi replied shyly. Quickly climbed to the first place.

Yan Qingchi looked at the display on his phone, Jiang Mochen V: Accidents are always inevitable, luckily Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon in the crew, thank you for today's handsome little hero @燕清池, I'm fine, thank you for your concern. The accompanying picture is a picture of the two of them talking on the set one day. The photo was taken very well, and both of them were taken very clearly. He looked at Jiang Mochen, smiling slightly, with a gentle look on his face.

Then, he saw Yan Qingchi V's hot comment on the first article, "No need, no need, it's just a conditioned reflex, thank you brother Chen for taking care of me in the crew, I have learned a lot, and I will continue to work hard in the future [ Shy]."

Yan Qingchi looked at Jiang Mochen, "I remember I didn't post on Weibo."

"It was arranged by Guan Mei. My weibo was also posted by my assistant directly arranged by my manager."

Yan Qingchi was a little confused.

Seeing this, Jiang Mochen patiently explained to him, "This video was an accident. I didn't expect it to be spread. Since someone posted it, we must strive to maximize the benefits, so it is used to create momentum for you. And, with this incident and this video, it is reasonable for me to help you in the future, do you understand?"

Yan Qingchi nodded, "So the hot search?"

"Of course I bought it, but if there are more people searching, he will really become a hot search."

Yan Qingchi raised his head and leaned back, "You are really tired from living."

"There is no living person who is not tired." Jiang Mochen looked at him, "You feel tired now?"

Yan Qingchi sighed.

Jiang Mochen also leaned on the cushion and bumped his shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't let you worry about it, you just need to act well, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

"Thank you so much."

"No customer..." Jiang Mochen said halfway, and suddenly realized, "What did you say?"

"I'm really Xi..." Yan Qingchi's words of thanks were almost on the verge of his lips, and then he finally realized that he took it back instantly, "I said this is what you should do!"

Jiang Mochen snorted coldly.

Yan Qingchi asked him, "What should you say now?"

Jiang Mochen didn't speak.

"It's not past 24 o'clock, please follow the rules of the game, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Mochen was speechless, "Yes, yes, yes, yes."

"Is there still half a sentence?"

Jiang Mochen looked at Xiao Liu and Xiao Wang who were trying to weaken their sense of existence, leaned closer to Yan Qingchi's ear, and said in a low voice, "My dear, you are right."

Yan Qingchi was satisfied, "It's not too bad."

"You just wait, it's best that you always remember not to say thank you to me in this life." Jiang Mochen couldn't understand his despicable appearance, and said freely.

Yan Qingchi is not afraid of him, "Okay, let's ride a donkey to read the books, we'll see."

Xiao Wang finally parked his car at a hotel, and several people filed in.

Jiang Mochen took the VIP channel and went straight into the elevator. Yan Qingchi was a little surprised, "Aren't you going to get the room card?"

Jiang Mochen took out a card in his wallet, and shook it.

"What action is this?"

"My family's hotel, I have an exclusive suite."

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "Every city?"

"Otherwise."

"Envy."

Jiang Mochen handed over the gold card in his hand, "No, here you are."

"Do you need to pay it back?"

"Anyway, you can only open a room with me if you take it, no need."

"How do you know that I won't use it to open a room with someone else?" Yan Qingchi challenged.

Jiang Mochen smiled, "Use my card to open my room with someone else in our hotel? Boy, are you playing with fire?"

Yan Qingchi was amused by his last three words, "No play." He refused.

With a "ding", the elevator opened.

When Yan Qingchi stepped out of the elevator, he was facing a room. He swiped his card, opened the door, and turned on the light. The room was very spacious, low-key yet luxurious.

Jiang Mochen closed the door and asked him, "Is it okay?"

"Good."

Then, Jiang Mochen pulled him from behind, turned him around, faced himself, and asked him, "Then playing with fire?"

Yan Qingchi leaned against the wall, shaking his head slightly, "Don't play."

"Don't think about it?"

"The road is closed Mr. Jiang, the road to Qiu Mingshan has been closed long ago, why do you keep forgetting about this, people are not old yet, memory fades first."

"It's been so long, it's time to unblock it."

Yan Qingchi shook his head, "Mr. Jiang, adults need to be responsible for their own words. What about those who agreed to look down on my body? Now you, the driver, can no longer get into my luxury car."

"Luxury car?" Jiang Mochen couldn't help smiling, "You still don't forget to praise yourself at this time?"

"I'm just stating the facts, others don't know if I'm a luxury car, don't you know?"

Jiang Mochen was speechless, he recalled the time when he was driving, and I have to say, it was really satisfying.

"Really don't drive?"

"Not on?"

"No regrets?"

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "Unless I become a driver today."

"Young man, you are not playing with fire, you are setting fire to yourself."

"That depends on whether you can burn the fire."

Then, Yan Qingchi was picked up by Jiang Mochen and thrown onto the bed.

Probably because I haven't been on the road for too long, this time, Jiang Mochen took a particularly long time, Yan Qingchi laughed at him, "I, Jiang Mochen, will die, jump from here, Plato, if I don't go on the road, I won't climb until I die Your luxury car. It smells so good!"

"Take a break, Plato needs love, do we have it?"

"If you don't, it won't delay your journey. If you do, I'm afraid you'll die on this mountain road."

Jiang Mochen patted his face with a smile, "Don't worry, with your vivacious energy, it's not so easy to die on the mountain road."

"Don't worry," Yan Qingchi smiled, "If I die, I will drag you with me."

"Since you and I are still so energetic, let's do another round."

And then, it's another long round.

Yan Qingchi waited for him to come down from the mountain, got out of the car door, lifted the quilt without saying a word, "I'm going to take a shower, the mountain road is closed now, please be safe."

Jiang Mochen also lifted the quilt, "I'll go with you."

"No," Yan Qingchi squinted at him, "Who knows if you will come to the bathroom again, you have no credibility with me, understand?"

"Is it so miserable?" Jiang Mochen was dying.

Yan Qingchi sneered, "What should you say now?"

Jiang Mochen looked at his watch, "It's past zero."

"So?" Yan Qingchi glared at him.

Jiang Mochen had no choice but to obey: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, dear, you are right."

"That's more or less."