Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

Not long after getting revenge for the guests, netizens fell into a new round of verbal and written criticism of Leng Qingqing.

The topic square was filled with passers-by and netizens scolding him for being lonely.

[This is a bit too much. Children will really be frightened and sick. 】

[No, the lonely kid is just a kid, and the other kids are all Iron Man? 】

[Double standards, too much double standards. If I were Andre's parents, I would beat them up. 】

【This behavior is too vicious. 】

[Leng Qingqing is really going too far, actually scaring a child like this. 】

[Can she be held responsible if something goes wrong? ! 】

[I feel sorry for Andre and Yuzhu. I think my parents must sue. I’m so angry. 】

[Wait, but there is no snake in the picture at all...]

[Such a terrifying thing, of course you can’t let it out for viewing! 】

A large number of netizens went to Leng Qingqing's Weibo and cursed wildly, asking her to come out and apologize to all the staff and guests of "Cute Baby House", especially the two children Andre and Tang Yuzhu.

The deserted backstage private messages are about to explode.

It only took a few days for her to go from being a popular actress with great popularity to being yelled at by everyone.

A large number of netizens were incited by trolls, and their anger surged. Lengqingqing Weibo lost more than 100,000 followers in half an hour, and it continues.

Fans didn't dare to speak, so they just waited silently, hoping for a clarification.

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City B, cute little house.

The guests who were recording a new episode of the program soon saw the attacks on Leng Qingqing on the Internet. Everyone looked at each other and were very shocked.

How could this be?

Fang Chen and Yu Meng looked at each other in disbelief.

Yu Meng glanced at the camera set up not far away and the director who was napping behind the monitor, and whispered.

"How come Sister Qingqing's clip was edited like this?"

God, it's really not what netizens saw. Sister Qingqing not only cooked for them, but also gave them gifts before leaving.

In the entertainment industry, Yu Meng has never seen an artist as approachable as Leng Qingqing.

There are many stars who are not as famous as her, not as good-looking as her, and can attract a lot of celebrities.

Andre was still mumbling her name this morning!

Yu Meng's eyes were red, and she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Fang Chen looked at the director team. The air was silent. No guests were talking. It was so quiet that it didn't look like they were filming a show.

In this intimidating atmosphere, the other guests also looked at the director.

Fang Chen gritted his teeth, put down what he was holding, and walked forward regardless of the filming: "Director, can I talk to you?"

The director glanced at him from behind the monitor and gestured to pause the filming.

Watching the two of them walk into the garden, Qiu Lei bit her lip, a trace of uneasiness revealed in her brows.

Not long after, the director's angry shouts were like thunder on the ground, exploding in the ears of every guest.

The roar came from the garden.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to teach me how to do things? I'm telling you Fang Chen, if you dare to talk to Leng Qingqing again, pack up and get out of here immediately. If you don't want to shoot, there are so many artists vying for this opportunity!"

Two minutes later, Fang Chen returned to the living room in humiliation, his face flushed.

Yu Meng saw that his hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, and the joints were turning white.

Andre and Tang Yuzhu, who were sitting on the carpet in the living room finishing Lego, were also frightened by the director's rage.

Tang Yuzhu's eyes were red, and she moved to Andre's side with a little fear, sticking close to him.

Andre pursed his lips, a solemn look in his big eyes.

The atmosphere in the entire villa was terrifyingly stiff, as if there was an invisible black cloud hanging over it.

Andre dropped the Lego in his hand and moved closer to Xiao Yuzhu. He put his little hand around her shoulders and comforted her in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

"I will protect you."

But how could Xiao Yuzhu not be afraid, because she saw that even adults did not dare to speak.

Yu Meng, who was standing in the corner, received a text message from her agent. Her lips trembled twice. The other party's stern threats made her almost lose her strength and she could only hang her head dejectedly.

Imperial Capital, a wealthy area, the second floor of a villa.

Bai Xiaoman was wearing a facial mask, barefoot, and stood on tiptoes to pick out a skirt in the closet.

The old-fashioned disc player on the bedside rotates slowly, and pleasant and moving music flows in the air.

The screen of the mobile phone placed on the big bed stayed on the dialog box from a minute ago.

[Have you seen the show? Are you satisfied? 】

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Several large trucks stopped in front of the ultra-high carved iron gate, and movers and Zhao's servants continued to unload cardboard boxes from above.

Cartons of cartons were moved down, and one box could almost bend a mover's back.

Zhao Qianjin, with her long hair loose, jumped down from the marble steps, saw several large trucks, and smiled happily: "Hurry up and move in, open them all, open them all!"

The servant raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Miss, what are these?"

The servant thought it was just clothes, bags and shoes.

But the box was opened in front of him, and the servant was dumbfounded.

This whole box is actually filled with magazines.

Moreover, it is still the same magazine.

Zhao Qianjin squatted on the ground and picked up a magazine. The front page of the magazine was full of colors and glossy. It was heavy in her hand and had a good texture.

She admired the woman on the cover of the magazine.

Zhao Qianjin tapped the side of the woman's face with her index finger and smiled: "That's a really good shot. I knew she could do it."

"The rest is for you, give it away, don't throw it away."

Zhao Qianjin picked up a magazine, leaving more than a dozen trucks of magazines, and gave them away with just one sentence.

The servants also felt very distressed when facing so many identical magazines.

Their young lady is like this, she always wants to do one thing after another, and no one can understand her thoughts.

Zhao Qianjin returned to the room, stepped barefoot on the carpet, couldn't wait to pick up her phone to take pictures, and sent them to Leng Qingqing.

Leng Qingqing didn't reply. She always replied in seconds. If she didn't reply, she would be at work.

Zhao Qianjin held her mobile phone and suddenly saw someone buying this issue of "QUEEN" magazine at a high price.

[@我爱我五月狠香: Can any kind-hearted person give me a copy? Your hand speed is too fast... The child really wants one to collect 555]

Click on the comment area, everyone is showing off the magazine.

They are all for show, no one is putting out the fire.

Zhao Qianjin nodded secretly and liked the first few hot comments. Yes, this is very popular among netizens.

Seeing that the blogger sincerely wanted to buy it, she privately chatted with the blogger Miaomiao Jiang and was willing to give her a few copies.

Meow Meow-chan expressed shock.

[Boss, how many copies do you have? Do you know how much a book is being sold for now? 】

After a few seconds, Meow Meow-chan saw the cautious reply on the other side.

[About... hundreds of thousands of copies? 】

"Clang."

The cup fell to the floor.

Meow Meow-chan was stunned.