I earn merit in the entertainment industry

Zhan Haiyang bought a tablet and went to the hospital for two days.

Talk to grandma and teach her how to use the tablet.

Jiang Bolin didn't follow. He bought a high-speed rail ticket and went home to watch his family eat steamed buns.

Grandma was naturally happy to see him coming every day, but she was also worried that her grandson would be tired from running.

She held up the new tablet carefully, "I plan to watch TV series tomorrow, so don't bother me."

Zhan Haiyang responded with a smile.

But I was thinking in my heart that I should go to grandma's house to clean the house in advance.

It will be much more convenient when grandma comes home from the hospital after a while.

As a result, at around five o'clock in the afternoon, as he was about to return to the dormitory after leaving the inpatient department, he received a call from Deng Zian.

Deng Zian's voice was filled with anxiety, "Hayang, have you read the hot searches on the Internet?"

"No, what's wrong?"

He didn't look at his phone much all afternoon, but he watched a few episodes of the Xianxia drama on the tablet with his grandma.

I didn’t expect that at such an age, grandma still likes to watch dramas about love and love.

Sure enough, girls are all emotional creatures.

Deng Zian couldn't laugh or cry. The matter had become a hot topic, but the real owner didn't even know about it.

"Then you didn't see the black posts from the past two days?"

Zhan Haiyang was stunned, "There were black posts two days ago?"

In the past few days, he stayed with his grandma in the hospital during the day, and went home at night to watch Jinan movies by himself.

Now that you are determined to continue working in this industry, you must put more thought into it.

Later, if Sister Lan wants to arrange an acting teacher for him, he can't go there without having watched a few movies!

Deng Zian couldn't laugh or cry.

Sister Lan is right, this child is otherwise very good, but he is a little big-hearted!

Since the past two days, people have been leaking dirty information about Haiyang one after another on the Internet.

It's just that the battle is not big, and after evaluation, she and Sister Lan felt that they didn't need to pay too much attention to it.

In the Internet age, any artist who is slightly famous will definitely be scolded online.

If everyone responds to every request, the team will not have the energy to do serious things.

"Where are you now? Let me pick you up and take you to the company, right? Sister Lan said she wants to see you."

When Zhan Haiyang heard this, it was almost time to get off work, and Sister Lan summoned him and Sister Zian back to the company. It must be a big deal.

"I just visited my grandma in the hospital. I'll take a taxi back to the company."

Standing at the entrance of the hospital where there are many people coming and going, waiting for Sister Zian to come and pick her up, it would be quicker to call a car yourself.

He was afraid that Deng Zian would be worried, so he added, "I'm wearing a hat and covering my scarf."

Deng Zian thought for a while and agreed.

About twenty minutes later, Zhan Haiyang arrived at Zhang Xianglan's office and saw Sister Lan and Sister Zian before he knew what had happened.

Zhang Xianglan looked tired, but when she saw Zhan Haiyang, she still didn't forget to tease him a few words.

"I asked you why you couldn't hold back and didn't send me a message two days ago. It turns out you don't know anything yet!"

"I guess it's someone from Panying. I originally wanted to blackmail you and Gao Junqi during the live broadcast of the variety show."

"As a result, a fire broke out during the live broadcast. Later, the focus of netizens turned to the fire fighters to put out the fire."

"They were unwilling to give in, so they continued to come after the filming was over."

The Heizi Marines were obviously well prepared, and they had thrown out some things in the past few days.

While throwing dirty water on Gao Junqi and Zhan Haiyang, they tested the reaction of their companies.

Zhang Xianglan said, using the tablet in his hand to send a few screenshots to Zhan Haiyang.

"During the filming, you didn't even notice this place, right?"

Zhang Xianglan pointed to a picture taken from the live broadcast of the variety show "Middy Games", "When you took this group photo, Song Yuchen obviously deliberately brought you to a very middle position."

Zhan Haiyang took a closer look and found that he was indeed standing next to Brother Nan.

He remembered that Sister Zian had told him early in the morning to stand aside when taking group photos.

"Ah, I don't even remember how I ended up standing in the middle."

Zhang Xianglan had already guessed it and nodded calmly.

"That's right, so the black guys said that you don't respect your seniors, you want to be in the limelight, and you always stick to Brother Nan."

Of course, what was said online was even more unpleasant, and Zhang Xianglan only quoted the general meaning.

Zhan Haiyang was helpless.

If he had known that Song Yuchen was more thoughtful than a sieve, he would have deliberately avoided him.

Unexpectedly, I was still tricked.

"And this," Zhang Xianglan changed the picture, "They said you only care about hugging Brother Nan's thigh and neglecting Tian Haina."

"Say you think that although she is a badminton champion, she is also a newcomer in the entertainment industry and has no use value!"

Zhan Haiyang's eyes widened and he looked at Zhang Xianglan in disbelief.

"What else is happening? How come I don't know about it?"

The young man's surprised expression also contained a hint of fear.

"I haven't thought about it this way at all. I just think it wouldn't be good if Sister Na is a girl and I always talk to her."

In fact, when it came to talking, he and Gao Junqi certainly talked the most.

What, no one saw this?

He suddenly thought of something and sat up straight again.

"Sister Na, will you read these words on the Internet and believe them to be true? I will ignore her?"

These people are irresponsible for spreading rumors. It doesn’t matter if netizens believe them.

Don't ruin his revolutionary friendship with Sister Na!

He quite likes a friend like Sister Na who is strong and straightforward.

Deng Zian found it funny and added: "Then remember to call Sister Na later to keep in touch and explain."

Zhan Haiyang nodded vigorously.

"besides--"

Zhang Xianglan looked back at the tablet screen and was about to continue speaking, but was suddenly interrupted by Zhan Haiyang.

"Why is there still more?"

Zhang Xianglan was almost frightened by him, patted his chest and glared at him.

"There are still more, why are you excited!"

Zhan Haiyang shrank into his chair aggrievedly, "Okay, I'll shut up. Sister Lan, please tell me."

"Some people say that you rushed to save Gao Junqi just to be in the limelight."

"The instructor has already thrown away the scoreboard and was about to go up the ladder, but you blocked me."

Zhan Haiyang leaned over and saw that Zhang Xianglan was the picture on the tablet.

The picture also comes with several comments.

"Aren't you just pushy? You're not a professional yet you rush so fast!"

"Why don't you act like a hero just because you have a safety rope tied to your body and you know nothing will happen?"

"I just focus on my own hot spots. What if I fail to catch Gao Junqi?"

After reading the comments, Zhan Haiyang silently retracted his seat.

Are the average number of modern netizens born as screenwriters?

"What else?"

"They also said that you were greedy for life and afraid of death, so you dared to go up and save people even though you were tied with a safety rope. But as soon as the fire was discovered, you were no longer in the entire shot."

"Other artists helped carry water to the firefighters, but you can't be found in that video."

Zhan Haiyang opened his mouth to explain, but when he saw the same helpless look in Zhang Xianglan's eyes, he gave up all his words.

Yes, of course Sister Lan understands him.

Now it's Heizi who wants to throw dirty water on him.

"Finally," Zhang Xianglan put down the tablet.

She looked directly into Zhan Haiyang's eyes, her tone extremely serious.

"This afternoon, someone sent an intimate photo of you and Mr. Zhou."