An Athlete Held up by an Entertainment Career

Ma Jieli glanced at Xu Qiao and Olive, and complained to the assistant: "I thought I could meet the muse who made my heart beat, isn't it too boring?"

The assistant had seen his thoughts on Xu Qiao, and squeezed out an ambiguous smile: "Then maybe you will look forward to tonight's party, I heard that two Asian male stars will attend."

The hint in the words does not need to be clarified, it can be understood immediately.

Margery raised his eyebrows, but he was not very interested: "They have Joe's beauty?"

Without waiting for the assistant to answer, he continued: "Actually, I am not interested in Asians. Of course Joe is an accident, and I am willing to spend a good night with him."

The assistant spread his hands: "Of course, his charm is obvious to all."

Margery squinted his eyes and made a funny expression: "I really can't bear Asians' slender squinted eyes, flat nose and receding chin, hahaha, so stupid!"

"Majry!" Olive frowned, trying to stop him from continuing.

Not many people here know Portuguese, but it's not impossible.

It is not wise to talk about this kind of topic wantonly in a semi-public place.

Olive wanted to stop Marjri from continuing.It's not that Ma Jieli will be criticized for these remarks, but that these words will reach Xu Qiao's ears through others and make him feel sad.

Margery ignored her and continued chatting with the assistant.

"I've been to China a few times, and it's really not a good memory, the smell on the streets, groups of yellow monkeys..." Margery said, pinching his nose to show dizziness.

"They're missionaries in bed, uninteresting."

……

He spoke very fast, and large paragraphs of insulting words came out.

Olive frowned.

She was hesitating whether to translate what Margery said to Xu Qiao, when she saw the corners of his lips raised and he smiled lazily.

When he smiled, his long eyelashes cast a light shadow on his eyelids, like ripples on the surface of a lake.

The ultimate oriental ink charm made Olive stunned for a moment, and stopped what she wanted to say.

The laughing Margery glanced over, touched Xu Qiao's smile, and felt his heart tremble, and his chattering mouth stopped.

Xu Qiao put the mobile phone she had been holding in her hand into her pocket, stood up, and walked gracefully towards Margery.

"Joe..." Olive stood up worriedly.

"Brother?" Li Feifei swallowed. He had been with Xu Qiao for so long, and he felt that although his brother was smiling, he was very unhappy.

Seeing Xu Qiao walking towards him, Margery was a little dazzled, and he raised a smile that he thought was sexy: "Joe—"

Xu Qiao threw his wrist comfortably and punched his face with a punch.

Fast, ruthless, accurate.

Clean and unsparing.

The muffled sound of fists touching faces made the entire backstage dressing room quiet.

This... what happened?

Everyone looked at each other.

Margery was beaten to the side, covering his face in disbelief and looking at him.

Li Feifei stared at his brother with big eyes, knowing something was going to happen, he quickly sent a text message to Mo Chenghong who had left not long ago: "Brother fought with someone! No, brother beat someone!"

When Mo Chenghong received the text message: "???" What the hell is this called.

Margery finally realized how willing he was to be punched like this, put down his hand covering his cheek and rushed towards Xu Qiao.

The people around were shocked and wanted to step forward to stop the two of them.

One is the old spokesperson for the North American region, and the other is the newly appointed spokesperson for the Asia-Pacific region. It is not easy to handle conflicts between the two.

Xu Qiao stood on the spot, facing the burly Ma Jieli, without showing the slightest expression of fear.

In his eyes, Margery's movements were slow and clumsy, full of flaws everywhere.

He easily stopped Margery's waving hand, and others saw him turn his face, two slender fingers pinched Margery's wrist with unknown force, and then heard Margery With a groan, his arms were twisted to his back.

He struggled, words kept popping out of his mouth, and wanted to turn around and fight Xu Qiao.

The people around didn't have a chance to separate the two of them.

"My God!"

"Guards! Ask the guards to pull them away!"

"Go and call someone, call someone!"

The staff was stunned, and hurried out to call the person in charge.

"Stop, stop, Margery, what are you doing! Don't hurt Joe!" A female makeup artist screamed when she saw Margery's fist swinging towards Xu Qiao.

Naturally, this fist had no chance to touch Xu Qiao's body.

Margery: "..." Who hurt whom?

"Chinese Kongfu!"

The scene was chaotic, with random surprises mixed in from time to time.

Olive puts one hand to her mouth, disillusioned by the scene before her.

In her impression, Xu Qiao is like a noble work of art, alienated and fragile, and should be cared for carefully.

Who would have imagined that this fragile artwork would subdue Marjri, such a muscular man, as unsuspectingly as an adult treats a child.

Incredible.

Olive's consciousness slowly regained consciousness, and finally realized that Xu Qiao is not just a musician!

The survival documentary he directed and produced is a global hit. In that documentary, he is not some weak oriental boy, but a survivor who has actually fought with guns and beasts.

After the confusion, the people around finally separated the two.

Li Feifei half-blocked Xu Qiao and asked worriedly, "Brother, are you alright?"

Xu Qiao shook her head.

Olive frowned and stood beside Xu Qiao, expressing her attitude.

Margery touched the cracked corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and made a "hiss" sound because of the pain.

The chaos happened just now was caught off guard, and he didn't even have time to throw away the cigarette held between his fingers.

At this time, the smoke had already burned to the end of the cigarette, and the sparks flickered on and off.

"Damn it, does he want to ruin my face?" Margery threw the cigarette butt on the ground angrily, and crushed it vigorously with his feet.

He pointed his finger at the corner of his mouth to signal the onlookers, "Look at the good deeds he has done, I will be on stage soon, and let everyone see the good deeds he has done!"

The onlookers didn't dare to talk to each other, they looked at each other with embarrassment and undiminished surprise in their eyes.

Wiping the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, Margery was furious: "Call in the outside media and tell them that Joe hit someone in the dressing room—"

Xu Qiao looked at him with cold eyes. She took out her mobile phone and shook it in front of him. On the page was a recording file.

After clicking the play button, Margery's words came out clearly just now.

"I really can't stand Asians with narrow squint eyes, flat noses and receding chins..."

"The smell in the street, groups of yellow-skinned monkeys..."

……

Xu Qiao evoked a contemptuous smile, her eyes darkened: "Call all the media? I have no objection."

Not everyone can understand Portuguese. After a few Portuguese staff members explained in a low voice, everyone understood what happened, and the eyes they looked at Margery were not quite right.

racism?This is a sensitive topic.

Margery's chest rose and fell, and his face was full of surprise and anger, as if the colors on the palette were chaotically blended together.

How can he record? ?

Margery finally realized that Xu Qiao must have understood what he just said.

Damn it, why does this Oriental even understand Portuguese?

Ma Jieli's face was cloudy and uncertain. If such remarks were exposed to the media, it would not be Xu Qiao who was unlucky.

During the stalemate, the person in charge of Hecate heard the chaos in the backstage and hurried over.

She glanced over Xu Qiao first, and found that his clothes were a little messed up and he was not injured, so she was relieved.

And when she saw Ma Jieli who was in a mess standing opposite Xu Qiao, she gasped, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What happened?"

Margery looked at her, extremely aggrieved: "Joe hit me, I was just joking, he didn't show mercy—"

"Okay, Margery." The person in charge interrupted him, "I've heard that, you said the wrong thing first, didn't you?"

The person in charge has a bad expression.

Racial discrimination, this is a very serious problem for Hecate who wants to expand the Asia-Pacific market.Once exposed, the entire brand will be implicated by him.

The spokesperson for the North American region can no longer be described as stupid and brainless.

Margery also knew that he couldn't please him, so his voice weakened: "I just wanted to make a joke with Joe..."

A joke can only be called a joke if the person involved thinks it is funny!

This already involves an insult to Joe and his country.

The person in charge suppressed the emotion of wanting to curse, called the makeup artist who came to the side, and said to Margery: "You are about to go on stage, clean up your emotions, and cover up your scars."

The makeup artist took the foundation and powder puff and pressed it on the chapped corner of his mouth.

Margery frowned in pain.

"There is no way to completely cover the wound at the corner of the mouth." The makeup artist said in embarrassment.

The wound at the corner of Margery's mouth was still oozing blood under the cover of liquid foundation.The media at the scene like to hit the camera on their faces. Under the high-definition close-up lens, it is difficult for these injuries to be noticed.

I was amazed that under Xu Qiao's soft and introverted appearance, there was such power. The person in charge collected himself, and looked at Ma Jieli with a warning in his voice: "I think if the media asks, you will know what to say."

Margery glanced at Xu Qiao, looked back with lingering fear, and nodded while suppressing his anger.

He took the new clothes from the makeup artist, put them on and walked to the front desk.

Looking at Margery's back, the person in charge took a deep breath and turned to Xu Qiao.

With a sincere and sorry smile on her face, she observed Xu Qiao's expression.

The person in charge was very worried that this oriental boy, who looked like an ink painting, would be depressed because of Margery's words.That was definitely not what she wanted to see.

She treats Xu Qiao with more tolerance and love than she treats her naughty little nephew.

"Margery's language is sharp and impolite. I feel angry for you." The person in charge patted Xu Qiao's arm.

"But Joe, the exposure of this matter will have a bad impact on Hecate's reputation. I will make him apologize to you, and I hope you can shake hands with him, okay?"

Her tone of voice softened, waiting for Xu Qiao's reply.

Xu Qiao didn't want to bring more trouble to the enthusiastic person in charge, so she lowered her eyelashes and nodded to her.

He had taught Marjri a lesson, and he had the best memory with a long time.

"Joe, thank you." The person in charge hugged Xu Qiao, and said in a sighing and distressed tone, "I understand your feelings and your protection of your country. I am sorry to make you feel uncomfortable. Good memories."

On the other side, through the high-definition footage of the media in the audience, many people noticed the wound on the corner of Marjri's mouth.

His performance is not as enthusiastic as before, and he occasionally pauses in singing, which seems to be due to the pain caused by the wound.

"What happened to Margery?"

"God, he's hurt, what's going on?"

"I can feel his depression. Who hurt him to make the energetic Majli like this?"

Some viewers started discussing, and Margery's fans immediately expressed their concerns about him on social platforms.

After the performance, the media asked questions sensitively.

"Margery, what happened to the corner of your mouth?"

Margery shrugged, showing a troubled expression: "I accidentally bumped into it in the background."

The slight grievance in the expression made the media smell different.

hit?This part is not so easy to hit.

No matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was being punched by someone - as Majli, who would dare to attack him in the background?

This made everyone think about it.

After returning to the backstage, facing the stern eyes of the person in charge, Magery's eyes were full of shame and anger.

Why should he apologize?Those words were completely his true feelings. What did he say wrong?

"Majry." The person in charge pushed his glasses and raised his chin towards him.

"OK, I know." Margery's eyes lingered on Xu Qiao's face, showing a little bit of unwillingness.

Under the gaze of the person in charge, he said in a very sincere tone: "Joe, I'm sorry for my previous inappropriate remarks."

Xu Qiao's eyes fell on his face.That sincere expression was too exaggerated, and it seemed to be a bit of a show.

Margery said again: "Actually, I admire you very much. You can take my previous inappropriate remarks as——as a bad boy deliberately teasing someone he likes."

He made a little joke, which made the people around him purse their lips and laugh softly.

The person in charge coughed lightly and looked at Xu Qiao.

"I accept your apology." Xu Qiao raised his eyes, with a lazy look in his eyes, which made him look tinged with quiet temptation, "Please be responsible for your words and deeds in the future."

On the one hand, Margery felt humiliated, but on the other hand, seeing Xu Qiao's cold expression, his heart felt a little itchy.

This oriental boy is really beautiful.

People can't wait to press him down and make fun of him over and over again.

It's best to let him cry and beg for mercy, to see if he can still treat himself with such a cold and arrogant look.

"Okay." The person in charge patted the two men's arms and said with a smile, "Then let's turn this matter over and let us forget about it."

After all, the person in charge asked the secretary to look at the work arrangement, and said to the two of them: "The activities in the United States the day after tomorrow are coming to an end, Hecate will hold a grand party for you, I think you two guys have time, right?"

Marjri didn't hesitate: "Of course, I like parties."

The person in charge shifted his gaze to Xu Qiao, expecting his answer.

Seeing the expectant gaze of the older woman, Xu Qiao nodded.