Hundreds of billions of favors, the queen of bad movies should be self-improvement

But in Chu Yin's eyes, Yuan Zifeng, including his appearance, was an eyesore.

She said: "Physical therapy is impossible if you are mentally ill. If it doesn't work, you can only chop your hands. Ms. Yuan, if you don't want to be ruthless, I don't mind doing it for you."

This time Yuan Zifeng didn't jump up in anger like she did in the last audition. With a smile on her lips, she walked slowly to Chu Yin's side. The smile was vicious and flamboyant, like a poisonous snake showing its fangs.

"You are really sharp-tongued, but Chu Yin, it's useless to argue with your tongue. I want you to experience the taste of being ruined."

Chu Yin frowned and looked at the other party, and was about to ask her how she planned to ruin her reputation, but Yuan Zifeng had already grabbed the coffee cup in Chu Yin's hand and sprinkled it all over her body.

The scalding coffee spilled from her chin to the collar of the dress, spreading a dark coffee stain on Yuan Zifeng's fair skin. Her eye sockets instantly turned reddish, and bean-sized teardrops rolled down from them.

"Chu Yin, you are really going too far!"

Only then did Chu Yin suddenly realize that her bitter scene today was called Pengci.

Yuan Zifeng's assistant, who had disappeared for a long time, jumped out from nowhere, holding a box of wet wipes in his hand, but did not wipe Yuan Zifeng immediately, and glared at Chu Yin angrily, cursing: "Chu Yin, what are you doing?" Shameless, I hated our sister Xiaofeng when I couldn't shoot the commercials well, and even poured coffee on her on purpose."

Due to the assistant's deliberately raised tone, the surrounding staff gradually gathered around and surrounded them tightly.

Chu Yin thought it was funny, "Did you see me splashing on her?"

"Chu Yin, you are asking knowingly. Would I still pour it on myself?" Yuan Zifeng complained aggrievedly with tears in his eyes, and the assistant quickly helped her to sit down.

Chu Yin watched her play with a half-smile, "Who knows, maybe you just like to do coffee spa, otherwise, Ms. Yuan, do you have intermittent amnesia? Or do you have a split personality? In my opinion, you have mental problems. It's more likely to be a problem."

"You are confusing black and white. Who would pour coffee on themselves if they have nothing to do? If you dare to do it, you have to be brave. I don't believe that there is no law in this world. It's great to have a backstage?!"

The assistant shot like a laser gun, and the confused staff finally understood the ins and outs. It turned out that it was Chu Yin's bullying incident, and they looked at Chu Yin with contempt and dissatisfaction.

Sister Wen rushed over when she heard the news. She didn't expect to leave this little ancestor for a while, and then caused trouble again.

She glanced at Yuan Zifeng, who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, and leaned in front of Chu Yin and asked softly, "What's going on?! Did you really pour coffee on someone?"

Chu Yin shrugged: "I don't know what's going on. Someone suddenly had a nervous attack, directed and acted this scene, and forced me to enter the country. I'm innocent too!"

When Sister Wen heard this, although she still didn't quite believe that it had nothing to do with her own artists, at least she confirmed that the coffee was not from Chu Yinpo, and she was half relieved.

Turning to Yuan Zifeng, he said, "Miss Yuan, we will follow up with your agency company on today's matter. Now, let your people take you to change clothes first. It's not good to be a public figure like this."

After all, Sister Wen is the manager of the gold medal, and Yuan Zifeng will give it a little bit of a nudge, "Since Sister Wen said so, I believe that Sister Wen can handle this matter fairly, and I will wait for the result."

Fair ass, of course I want to help my artist kick away this bucket of sewage. Sister Wen complained in her heart, but said on the face: "Of course."