Miss Black Material became popular after her rebirth

The cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the enchantment.Shen Ye rubbed his nose and put down the ice pack to answer the phone: "Hello?"

"Master, take a quick look, the internet is full of you and..."

Shen Ye glanced at Ando, ​​took the phone and walked to the window, after listening to the phone, his face suddenly became gloomy, like the day before the storm.

Ando was surprised, but the phone suddenly started to frantically prompt Weibo messages. As soon as she turned on the screen, the phone was snatched by Shen Ye.

"go home with me."

Shen Ye's thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and he grabbed Ando's wrist, ignoring her resistance, and dragged her downstairs.

"what are you doing?"

Ando frowned and looked at Shen Ye with a gloomy face, with a little worry on his face: "Why do you take my phone away?"

"Shut up! I'll buy you as many mobile phones as you want!"

Shen Ye frowned impatiently, and drove all the way back to Shen's house.

"Xiaoye... oh, you brought Fujiteng back?"

The lady in the living room greeted her kindly, seeing the swelling on Ando's face, her expression turned cold instantly: "Tengteng's face... brat! Did you do it!"

"Aunt Lin, no, it's my dad..."

Ando looked at Mrs. Wen Wan in front of him, and suddenly felt a little sour on the tip of his nose.

If there is anyone who really loves her after her mother's death, only her mother, Lin Zhen, her best friend for many years, is left.

It's just that she... has no chance to call Aunt Lin.

"Your father, hey..."

Lin Zhen took Ando's hand and sighed: "Come on, let Auntie have a look, butler, go and get some ice."

"Mom, my company has something to deal with, Fujito...let her stay at home first."

Shen Ye glanced at Ando indifferently, and was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by Ando.

"Mr. Shen, we are not..."

"Stay at home and don't go anywhere."

Shen Ye frowned and pulled her aside, his tone was unquestionably commanding: "Stop talking nonsense about retiring the engagement, you're such an old man, don't be childish."

Ando: ...

Shen Ye didn't wait for her to react, and walked out the door with one long leg. Lin Zhen looked at her nervously.

"Fujiteng, why are you retiring the engagement? Did Xiao Ye bully you? Wait for Auntie to come back and say him! Don't be angry!"

"Aunt Lin, it's not that simple." Ando pursed his lips: "Shen Ye doesn't like me, never did."

"You child, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Lin Zhen glanced at her with some reproach: "That brat is stubborn. The things you gave are all precious. Didn't your fan club make a pillow for him before? All the gifts from other fans were returned. As soon as I heard that it was designed by you, I left that thing alone."

Ando was taken aback.

In my impression, Shen Ye always looked at her with an impatient face. From the bento she made for him in junior high school to the gifts prepared for birthday surprises every year, she seemed to force him to accept it. Ando even wondered many times whether those gadgets were thrown into the trash can.

"Stop messing around, dear."

Ando rubbed the center of his brows, looking at Mrs. Wen Wan in front of him, he suddenly felt a little sour.

She shouldn't have any expectations anymore... After living a new life, she finally persuaded herself to let go.

but……

"Auntie, I'm a little tired and want to rest for a while."

"Okay, okay, you still sleep in the room next to Xiaoye, Auntie has someone clean it every week."

Seeing that she was a little loose, Lin Zhen also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing her go upstairs, she ordered the housekeeper to prepare dinner.

The furnishings in the room hardly changed, and Ando suddenly remembered that when An Siyuan was kicked out of the house for the first time when she was 7 years old, she hugged her knees and cried in front of Shen's house like a drowned rat.

The boy who was even a little shorter than her at that time stretched out his hand to her impatiently: "Why are you crying? I'm so annoying. Come home with me."

She just followed Shen Ye back home and lived in the room next to him for a whole month. At first she followed others to call him Young Master Shen with some fear, but then she changed her mind when Shen Ye asked her to call him Brother Ye. mouth.

I shouted for 12 years.

Ando felt a bit bitter in her mouth, and a few cold tears flowed into the corner of her mouth, bitter and salty.

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears and turned on the computer. She was about to talk to the producer about the script, but found that the browser's headline showed her lying on a hotel bed, and Shen Ye was staring at the reporters with displeasure. photo.

"Ando's behind-the-scenes benefactor is the heavenly king Shen Ye."

Ando almost laughed out loud looking at the photo, and there were even people scolding Shen Ye for being a fan on Weibo, but at that time, Shen Ye explained clearly to the reporters, how could such a thing happen?
A voice invitation popped up on WeChat suddenly, and as soon as Ando picked it up, the person on the other end of the phone started roaring.

"Where are you, Miss! Weibo is going crazy, it's all about you and Shen Ye's scandal! Do you know how miserable you have been blasted now! Follow all the shit, only zombie fans, every post 99% of the comments on Weibo are cursing you and your family!"

"Gu Yi, calm down, die as soon as you die, anyway, my mother passed away very early."

Ando opened Weibo a little indifferently, and found that her little manager, Gu Yi, obviously said that the situation was good - the comments she saw were not only about the dead family, but also worse.

#Ando Maliciously Framed Anqin#
#Boycott Ando's new drama "Lingxiaoge"#
#Ando Jinzhu Shen Ye#
Ando couldn't help but clicked her tongue. She was a little celebrity who had just become famous. Although she was quite famous in the screenwriting circle before, she had very few popularity from passers-by. Now she has occupied three trending searches by herself.

"I don't believe Ms. Ando would do such a thing. She has worked with me for many years, and I fully believe in her character."

Among all the microblogs that sprayed her, there was only one that was extremely eye-catching. It was posted by Meng Fan, the director of "The Tower of the Sky". Investor.

Ando's eyes suddenly turned cold, he turned off the computer and hurried downstairs.

Just as Lin Zhen was about to ask her what was going on, Ando came forward anxiously: "Aunt Lin, can the driver take me to Shengshi Media, I'm in a hurry!"

Lin Zhen nodded, hurriedly asked the driver to get the car ready, and drove all the way to Shengshi.

She walked into the building under the cover of the driver. Along the way, her colleagues looked at her with amusement or disdain, but she completely ignored them and went straight to the elevator to the meeting room on the 12th floor.

"I won't invest another penny in the film "Lingxiao Pavilion"! Mr. Meng, I respectfully call you Mr. Meng because of your seniority and qualifications. If you are shameless, don't blame me, Guo Yuansheng, for being unkind." !"

As soon as she reached the door, she heard the sound of the teacup breaking inside, and hurriedly opened the door and walked in.

"Mr. Guo, this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Meng, it's my problem."

Ando made up his mind and pushed open the door, only to see a white-haired Meng Fan flushed with anger, and a pile of fragments of teacups under his feet.

"Oh, I knew it was your problem, so I quickly took your script and got out!" Guo Yuansheng glanced at her contemptuously: "I don't want any loss from you, bad luck! I said, Mr. Meng, if you insist on supporting this Woman, please find another job if I trouble you, Shengshi can't afford to invite such a great god like you!"

"You idiot who can only see what's in front of you!"

Meng Fan raised his finger and pointed at Guo Yuansheng, trembling all over his body, even his fingers trembled a little: "You don't know what kind of person Xiao An is? Which of her scripts over the years is not good? She needs to find Funder? Need to frame a vase that only has a surface?"

"Old Meng, don't be angry." Ando raised his hand to help the old man calm down: "Don't worry about it, I'm fine, I can handle it by myself."

"Heh, carry it over?" Guo Yuansheng snorted coldly: "Do you know who you offended? The young director of Xingyuan! People in the circle who cover the sky with one hand, do you think you can carry it?"

Ando pursed his lips: "I don't need to know who I offended, I just know that Guo always regrets his decision for the rest of his life."

She took the contract and script that were soaked in tea on the table, tore them up and threw them into the trash can, and walked out of the meeting room.

"Xiao An, wait."

An old but energetic voice sounded from behind, and Meng Fan walked towards her firmly: "I'll go with you, let's find a way together to make "The Tower of the Sky" come out!"

"Old man, are you not afraid that I will drag you down?"

In her previous life, she and Meng Fan had indeed cooperated many times, but they didn't have many personal relationships. They could only be regarded as seniors whom she respected quite a lot. Now that the old man is willing to leave for her, she really feels unbearable. rise.

But... If the High Heaven Pavilion is entrusted to others to shoot, it may not be able to capture the popularity of the previous life.

The reason why she dared to rip up the script so confidently and leave just now is because in her previous life, she had seen the popularity of the Ling Xiao Pavilion slaughtering the list, and surpassed the attendance rate of major Hollywood productions.Although at that time, the name of the author of this script had changed to An Qin.

"I believe you, Xiao An."

Meng Fan patted An Teng's shoulder and stretched out his hand towards her: "We can be regarded as forgetful friends. I watched you grow from a yellow-haired girl to the present, don't you know what kind of person you are? Don't worry, the old man is also a little bit in the circle." Even if I get rid of this old face, I won't let such a good book be buried!"

An Teng felt his eyes a little sore, and managed to hold back his tears before raising his hand to hold Meng Fan's emaciated hand with bulging veins: "Old man, let's fight together!"

"What are you going to fight for? Selling meat?"

A piercing male voice sounded from behind her.

Wen Ziqian looked at An Teng and Meng Fan with a half-smile: "Instead of flattering this bad old man, you might as well flatter me. Maybe it makes me feel comfortable serving me. I'm in a good mood, so I'll let you go?"

"Is there anything I can please you? Aside from your family background, you are useless." Ando sneered: "Besides, Wen Shao and my good sister are a gangster and a prostitute... Oh, they are talented and beautiful, and they are such a perfect couple. How can I get in there? .”

"You have a sharp tongue."

A cold light flashed in Wen Ziqian's eyes, and he glanced at Ando gloomyly: "But I still advise you, people should be more aware of current affairs, lest they don't know how to play themselves to death in the end!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang suddenly.