After the "Discovery of the Entertainment Circle", Jiang Chuan was so popular that he occupied various popular Weibo posts every day. Therefore, both his blackmail and his fans attracted some doubts from passers-by, saying that this newcomer had no work, and just made a lot of fans and black news due to various sudden gossip incidents. It was like an evil/cultural organization and was too terrible.

Those black men are busy rushing to the Weibo of the main characters in various events every day, first scolding Jiang Chuan under the entertainment industry marketing Weibo that broke the news; then go to the official Weibo of im to comment "Luo Cheng, your mother is blown up"; then rush to Yuan Jinran's Weibo to sigh and sigh that even if he becomes a vegetable, he will not be at ease, but unfortunately, he was bombarded by Yuan Jinran's fans and swept out; then go to Luo Ni's Weibo to comfort her; finally run to Jiang Chuan's Weibo to curse her.

It’s like a concert tour, and I call each Weibo every day.

Loni and Luo Cheng also expressed great trouble for this matter.

First of all, Luo Cheng, the one who was shot in the first place.

Luo Cheng called Jiang Chuan and said in a rather sarcastic tone: "I've been very popular recently. If I continue like this, I might have to take the opportunity to debut... If you ask Jiang Luocheng if he has a supporting role for me, let me join your crew and let the hype news of "The Legend of the Republic of China" occupy the hot list of the entire winter vacation."

"Don't complain," Jiang Chuan said to the person on the other side of the phone with a blank expression, "I told you not to get my hat that day."

Luo Cheng was silent for a moment, contacted Jiang Chuan's job slightly, and then suddenly figured out why Jiang Chuan told him not to mess around that day. He felt his hair standing up one by one, and then he roared hysterically to Jiang Chuan, who was very calm on the phone: "You didn't fucking say that someone was following us behind the butt that day!! Fuck, you already knew you didn't say it!!!!"

Jiang Chuan took the phone a little away from his ear and said, "You didn't ask."

Luo Cheng hung up the phone with a "snap", and then was so angry that he threw his phone directly out of the window from the top of the Im. Snow Kai, one of the Im bosses who sat on the sofa and witnessed the whole incident, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "What if you throw it like this and hit someone?"

"Fuck!" Luo Cheng said with excitement and pale face, "There is an open space behind!"

Xue Kai: "..."

Then there is Loni, the second-in-command.

These days, Loni's private Weibo, which has not been certified, has been found out for some reason. Not only did she say that the fans who have increased by 70,000 or 80,000 yuan, all kinds of idle netizens came to her Weibo to tell her not to be sad, and they all said that using a role to see the scumbag clearly can be considered as a timely stop loss-

"Even if I post a Weibo post for breakfast, someone would say below, 'I was like you when I was heartbroken. Even if I had no appetite, I had to force myself to eat food. Only by living strongly can I wait until one day to slap the scumbag in the face' - My God, I just want to have breakfast! And I have a good appetite!" Loni said with a lot of laughter, "Brother Chuan, why don't I just send a statement and make it clear?"

Jiang Chuan didn't say anything, but Fang Yu next to him glanced at Luo Ni, then said in a rather cold tone: "No need, they won't believe it even if you say it, so I'll even attract Jiang Chuan."

Fang Yu spoke, for some reason why Luo Ni seemed to be quite afraid of him, so she never mentioned this again.

Everyone turned on the mode of turning a blind eye. Whether it was the official Weibo of IM, Luo Ni or Jiang Chuan, everyone maintained the normal Weibo update frequency. Jiang Chuan had posted less, so he had less worries. He only had to look at Luo Ni, who used to posting Weibo every day, roared all kinds of times, "What does it have to do with applying a facial mask to be dumped by a man!" "Ahhhh my Hermes was bought by my dad, not by Jiang Chuan, but by the brain replenishment, but the disease needs to be cured!"

Jiang Chuan: “…Huh.”

Fang Yu: "Dry egg?"

Jiang Chuan: "They actually think I can afford Hermes."

Fang Yu: "Shut up, please."

...

On the crew, everyone was very aware of the matter on Weibo to tease Jiang Chuan, but they looked at him a little dodged - from time to time, some people would come up and say, "Brother Chuan, I believe you are not like this." For such people, Jiang Chuan would politely say, "Thank you"; but there were some strange people who would say, "Brother Chuan, today the Internet began to say that you were playing around in Yuan Jinran's ward, which was really angering me. I don't think you are like this. Go and see why these people say that." For such people, Jiang Chuan would politely say, "Haha".

He didn't know what it meant to laugh like this. But once he obediently asked Fang Yu for a mobile phone, saying that someone suggested that he go online to see how others scold him. Fang Yu was silent for a while and did not give Jiang Chuan the phone, but told him that next time someone would suggest him like this, he just smiled and said "hehe" to the person.

Jiang Chuan obediently did it.

In addition, he acted honestly as planned.

After all, Jiang Luocheng is definitely not a good person. In his opinion, if he pays money, the actors must act honestly for him - the one who gives money is the old man, acting is the essential job. Those bad guys on the Internet don’t give you money, why do you harm your uncle’s interests because they affect your work status?

On this day, the highlight of the entire prologue was finally played. This scene was about Taoist Huaijin falling from the sky with various red silk ribbons and landing in front of Qiao Sheng and Su Su. Because the wedding was at night, the shooting time must be at night. When everyone hurriedly had dinner at around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, they wiped their mouths and put on makeup and started work.

Xu Qianqian put on her red lips and complained that the headdress was too heavy and the prop set was too inconsiderate. Wang Mo had already put on makeup and put on a big red jacket, and was singing a selfie song "I'm getting married again, I'm getting married again." He was opening WeChat and didn't know who to send it to... Jiang Chuan also sorted out the costumes. At this time, with the help of the staff, he started hanging around his waist for a while to praise the Wiya needed to "fall from the sky".

Jiang Luocheng sat aside and watched the camera taken during the day. At this time, Jiang Luocheng's expression on his face was not very good: because Luo Ni was in a bad condition and she was often distracted and forgot about words, she caused her to ng several times. Even Xu Qianqian was a little tired after the shot. He was not very satisfied with the finished product he took.

But he held back and didn't say anything.

Everything was ready at that time. Jiang Chuan stood aside, listening to the martial arts director and himself calmly with a face of calmness to emphasize how to do the script-standard movements on the hanging platform - because his performance of hanging steel wires was excellent last time, everyone seemed much more relaxed this time. The martial arts director smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "You did a good job last time, and this time there will definitely be no problem."

Jiang Chuan touched the fixed Wiya on his waist with his hand, and then said, "That..."

Martial Arts Instructor: "Young man do it well! Oh my, I said foreign stunt actors are amazing..."

While speaking, the martial arts coach left and ran over to tell Wang Mo what to do for a while. Jiang Chuan, who was left to say something but stopped, stood there. Fang Yu stood with his arms folded and frowned at Jiang Chuan, and squatted at Jiang Chuan's hamster on his shoulder. At this moment, the hamster also had a serious face, his little eyes rolled around, and looked at his master from beginning to end. Finally, he fixed his eyes on his waist. The hamster stretched out his claws and pulled Fang Yu's earlobe. Fang Yu stretched out his hand impatiently and pulled it down and stuffed it roughly into his pocket.

The hamster was so anxious that he screamed twice - but the small sound was quickly overwhelmed by the noisy sounds around him.

When Jiang Luocheng shouted "", the wedding music started, and the big red lantern was turned on. The wedding scene was decorated with red silk. The crowd sat at the table full of dishes and talked and laughed. When the atmosphere was in place, the martial arts director made a gesture behind the camera's host position, so he wore Taoist priest robes and long hair draped over his shoulders.

According to the script description, Jiang Chuan was stepping on the red silk made by the back production at this time, then paused on a red silk belt, and then he rode a horse, and the monster-seeking bell in his hand sounded lightly. He pulled out the demon-suppressing sword behind him, pulled a sword flower, and shouted "demonic"!

Just as everyone was watching Jiang Chuan fall on the platform that would be removed from the post-production production, and was about to turn a horse, they watched him sway gently, as if his waist tightened, and then his whole person fell backwards and fell to the ground - with a "bang", it was a terrible sound that the bone hit the ground and made...

The staff at the scene were stunned at first, and then they didn't know who called out "It's broken". Then they saw Fang Yu rushing up first!

"What are you doing!"

Jiang Luocheng stood up from behind the monitor with a pale complexion and shouted the doctors in the crew to come forward to check Jiang Chuan's situation. At the same time, other staff members around him finally came to their senses and rushed up, screaming and surrounded Jiang Chuan. In front of everyone, a group of hair jumped out of Fang Yu's pocket and fell on Jiang Chuan's handsome face. At this time, the man frowned and didn't know where he fell. In short, it hurts very much, and a fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The hamster nervously stretched out his claws to flirt with the man's frown in the character "Chuan".

Somewhat is at a loss.

Fang Yu called out twice "Jiang Chuan" and saw that he didn't answer him, so he grabbed the hamsters that were spinning around his face and stuffed them back into his pocket. At this time, the doctor in the crew came up and let the crowd disperse. He asked Jiang Chuan a few questions, and then checked him. Only then did he tell everyone that Jiang Chuan was fine, but he fell down from a high place, and it might just hurt... If you are worried, take a leave tomorrow to go to the hospital to take a video to see if there are any bone cracks or something.

When everyone heard this, they felt relieved. Fang Yu wiped his face and sighed: "Fuck you, you are so scared that I have brought two artists, one vegetative and the other seriously injured. The name of the plague nerve agent has been passed on, who dares to follow me in the future?"

After hearing this, everyone around wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and their faces turned blue.

At this time, Jiang Chuan also sat up from the ground, frowned and seemed to be enduring the pain - the producer asked someone to get a stretcher, and he would not shoot it tonight. Director Jiang Luo prejudged that Jiang Chuan had nothing to do, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and then his anger was completely burning. The emotions that had been holding it in a row for several days finally broke out at this moment. He pushed the crowd away and rushed to Jiang Chuan, and before he could speak, he yelled wildly on his face.

"There is a question I want to ask you for a long time: Are you sick? If you have time, you can affect your work status because of the rumors on the Internet - will those people watch your TV series? Can those people's mothers, fathers, uncles, aunts, grandparents want to watch your TV series? Can they force the transfer of the station? Do those people give you salary or ratings? They won't give you anything. They just want to scold you to vent their bad emotions. Why do you care so much about what they say? I ask you, ah, Jiang Chuan, Luo Ni, tell me why you care so much - turn off your phone and close the computer, can those people climb up to you along the network cable and point at your nose and scold you?!!"

Jiang Chuan: "No..."

Jiang Luocheng interrupted him excitedly: "It's good that you know it won't be - I've fucked up with the dark clouds of the entire crew these days. Everyone takes care of your emotions carefully. I want to scold the producer and advise me to curse less young people. I always care more about it - okay, if I don't scold you, you will make trouble for me! You broke your bones or died today. How do I shoot the next scene? You just because of those people who don't even know who they are, and you have a piece of shit, which caused me to lose hundreds of millions. Are you worthy of those eyes that support the ratings? Are you worthy of my money?!"

Jiang Chuan: "No..."

"I tell you, Jiang Chuan, and you, Luo Ni - hide, hide, hide, hide, I can't see you if I hide behind me? You can't see you - go and see how erratic the show you have in the morning is like a female ghost! Jiang Chuan is fine, I originally wanted to praise you for not being affected, but you will give me this tonight. I just couldn't keep up with my waist? Are you the rhythm of being scolded by the black guy to kidney deficiency?"

Jiang Luocheng's three words were well-founded, and there was basically no stop in the middle.

At this time, the whole set was silent, just like everyone standing in the square listening to Martin Luther King's passionate speech, with worship on his face.

Jiang Chuan waved his hand in a state of laughter and crying: "No, it's because Weiya is too tight. I just couldn't come over my belt, and I turned it down..."

Everyone: "..."

Jiang Luocheng was silent for three seconds, then turned around and roared: "The prop team is responsible for getting over here!"

...

Because Jiang Chuan was injured, he had to go to the hospital to shoot another film tomorrow, so the filming was temporarily suspended tonight. Everyone was cleaned up and they dispersed. Unexpectedly, they got a rest all night. Everyone was very happy. Jiang Luocheng ran to discuss with the producer to change tomorrow's scene, and took off the scene that Jiang Chuan was going to shoot in the morning and took the other ones first. Jiang Chuan himself returned to the room with Fang Yu and their assistant... Throughout the process, Jiang Chuan raised the hamster squatted on his shoulder, holding his ears throughout the process, as if he was afraid that the master would fall to the ground and smash himself into pieces.

Jiang Chuan returned to the room and took off his costume. He was covered in purple and scratched behind him, looking extremely tragic.

Fang Yu turned around and asked his assistant to get the wine. Jiang Chuan sat on the bed with a naked costume and took off his makeup while sitting on the bed with his upper body in a posture of squatting on the table beside him, looking at him with a worried look.

"Your back, tsk, you can only sleep on your stomach for the next few days." Fang Yu said with emotion, "Fortunately the platform is not very high, otherwise it would be troublesome to break a sternum... So are you, why don't you say it in time if the tightness of the wire is not suitable?"

"I want to say," Jiang Chuan threw away the makeup remover in his hand, "not too late."

At the same time, the hamster squatting on the table also twisted his head and looked at Fang Yu with a reproachful look. Fang Yu was seen for no reason, and suddenly felt a little guilty again. He muttered "Look at the hair of a dead mouse", and then turned his face away... Seeing that he stopped talking, Jiang Chuan continued to take off his makeup. The hamster jumped from the table to his legs, and then climbed up along his arm muscles, climbed up on his shoulders, and stuck out his round butt and looked at the colorful ice back on his back.

The master's back is as beautiful as a flower!!!

I was the only one who could leave sexy scratches on it - but I was taken first by the Land father-in-law!!!!!!

The hamster beats his chest and stamps his feet.

At this time, Fang Yu went to Jiang Chuan's disinfection bathtub and put hot water back. He went to the bedside. While watching his makeup taking off his eyes, he browsed on Weibo and said, "Your fall was exposed tonight, which was what Li Gouhi said... Finally, he expressed his feelings and read it to you--'The reason why brain-dead fans are called brain-dead is because they put their idols first in everything. Such a group is annoying, but compared to brain-dead black, they look a little cute. After all, in their eyes, the world is always bright."

Jiang Chuan stopped pouring makeup remover on the makeup remover, turned his head and looked at Fang Yu.

The half-detached face was dark around the eyes, looking quite funny. Seeing this, the hamster squatting on his shoulder stretched out his claws to wipe him, but before he could rub it twice, he was pulled down gently by the man's movement... Jingran twisted the man's warm and generous palm, and then calmed down.

"Why is Li Gouhi like a closed-circuit camera? There is nothing he doesn't know about. Moreover, his tone of speaking is so slutty, which is as deep as Yuan Jinran's true teachings..." Fang Yu touched his chin and said, "I really want to know who he is."

Jiang Chuan turned his head and stared at Fang Yu for a while. The latter was creepy by him and moved his butt aside repeatedly and asked, "Look at me for what I'm-- this person is not me anyway."

Jiang Chuan said "Oh" and said very irresponsibly: "That's Yuan Jinran."

"Yuan Jinran is lying in the hospital and is lying on the corpse. She will send you a brain wave to cleanse you?" Fang Yu waved his hand, looking irritable, "Irritable."

Jiang Chuan took Fang Yu's cell phone and opened Weibo to look at the comments. Fang Yu was distracted at this time because he mentioned Yuan Jinran's incident. He was taken away without paying attention. When he realized that he heard Jiang Chuan squatting beside him in a calm voice and reading aloud: "'The atmosphere in the entertainment industry is led to be ruined by people like Jiang Chuan. If you first come to good things and learn something bad, it would be strange if you can go far.'"

Fang Yu: “…”

Jiang Chuan: "'It deserves to fall down, it should be a play to win sympathy."

Fang Yu: “…”

Jiang Chuan: "'Please don't say that this person is so good. It's annoying to watch. Haven't the hype enough? If you have a work, you will die. This face is so ugly that you are eager to eat. Oh, by the way, I'm just a passerby, so I'm not sure if I want to appraise it."

Fang Yu: “…”

Jiang Chuan: "'I believe it if I fall into the hospital. Isn't this good? I don't sympathize with it-'"

Before Jiang Chuan finished reading, Fang Yu snatched the phone in his hand. The agent frowned and said, "Stop reading it, the more you look at it, the more annoying you get."

Jiang Chuan: "Oh, it's okay."

Fang Yu put away his phone and stared at Jiang Chuan: "...You have been quite calm recently. I thought you were not affected much - in fact, you still feel a little bit, you feel uncomfortable or something? After all, you were not a public figure before. If you were pointed at and scolded by so many people, ordinary people may never have this opportunity in their lifetime..."

Jiang Chuan thought about it and nodded expressionlessly: "Actually, it's okay, it wasn't that bad when my dad pointed the gun at his head... But I didn't think too much at that time. After all, he was only my son and I was that old. If I beat him to death, I would never give birth to the next one--"

Fang Yu: “……………………?”
To be continued...