I, Corgi, Super Fierce [Entertainment]

Galaxy Media was busy before eight o'clock in the morning.

He Chen sat on the black leather sofa in Fang Ding's office, casually reading the news about the accident.

"Have you finished reading it?" Fang Ding raised his eyebrows, "I'm just messing with you, so all the old blogs have been dug up."

He Chen turned off the phone screen and put it on the table, and concluded: "The other party is quite idle."

The accident news is not the same as the original news. The content of the original news is relatively simple and rough, basically a picture with three or two sentences.The picture is a candid photo with good technique, and it happened to capture He Chen standing in the cemetery yesterday.

Because the sideways face was photographed, He Chen didn't do much camouflage, basically even passers-by could recognize He Chen's face.

In the beginning, when the news came out, it was caught and scolded by netizens.After all, sweeping graves is a personal matter, and it is also related to the deceased. Netizens can't understand the bad behavior of paparazzi digging up celebrities' family affairs. Everything has to be taken out to make a fuss."

However, the scolding didn't last too long, because within two hours, a new long news came out near zero.

The content is a story with eyebrows and eyes.

Someone pretended to dig out the "owner of the tomb" in the photo. He was a very young man, and if he was alive, he would not have been thirty.

His name was Rao Yuantian. He was a well-known blogger and engaged in photography before his death. He committed suicide five years ago due to some unknown reasons.The author of this long article stated in a very firm tone that He Chen and Rao Yuantian were once lovers.The two met during He Chen's early photoshoots. Later, Rao Yuantian committed suicide because of the fruitless underground relationship.

What impressed He Chen the most was that, in order to prove his statement, the author specially went to Rao Yuantian's old blog, and posted a part of the blog post that matched He Chen's itinerary, to prove Rao Yuantian's old blog. The "homosexual" in Yuan Tian's blog post is He Chen.

"What should I do?" Fang Ding lazily tapped his phone, "If I hadn't followed you all the way for seven years, I would have thought that this person made up a well-founded story."

"That's also made up." He Chen said.

"Yes, the original news and the long news are only released in two hours. The other party probably made a draft more than ten years ago." Fang Ding smiled contemptuously.

"Who cares about this?" He Chen was quite calm.

Now only long news is going around like crazy, and the average Chigualu people only pay attention to the part they are interested in.

In most cases, the truth on the Internet depends on the direction of most people's thinking.To make one thing real is to lead the minds of the majority to converge.

"In short, let's go through the process and post a statement to dispel rumors." Fang Ding glanced at He Chen, "How about you, why don't you post a few words on Weibo?"

"No, it's not necessary." He Chen said.

"That's right. After all, your Weibo is like an official account, and it seems deliberate when you post it." Fang Ding sighed.

It is well known that He Chen doesn't like to play Weibo, and registering on Weibo is also a way to repost work and do some necessary publicity for new dramas.

"That's right, that's right," Fang Dingxiang suddenly thought of something, "Where's that...young master you raised?"

"Young man." He Chen corrected him, "In order to take care of you, I asked Liu Wen to take him for a walk."

"Tsk, it's so troublesome to keep a dog, and you have to wait on it every day." Fang Ding frowned, "Over at Qingning Terrace, they said that for the pre-publicity of "Battle of Cute Pets", I hope you and the boy can take a group photo."

"Well, when?" He Chen asked.

"Next week, after your part in "Twelve Cases" is finished." Fang Ding said, "The guest list for the variety show has been finalized, and in order to facilitate the running-in between pets, we will arrange for you to meet before the official filming. "

"What kind of dogs are the guests bringing?" He Chen looked up.

"Shouldn't you be concerned about who the guests are first?" Fang Ding was quite speechless, "There are two groups of cats and dogs, three cats and three dogs. The program team is very considerate, and the dogs selected are similar in size."

"Well, I see." He Chen didn't ask again.

The official statement to refute the rumors was very simple, to the effect that it directly denied the authenticity of the long news article, and stated that the owner of the tomb was a relative of He Chen.This matter belongs to the celebrity's private life. If you continue to spread rumors wantonly, you will submit a lawyer's letter to deal with it.

Statements to refute the rumors can be seen everywhere, and there is still a lot of speculation on this matter on the Internet all morning, and all kinds of theories are complete:

-My God, so actor He is gay?First of all, let me say that I have no opinion on the same, I just feel a little shocked...

-I just wanted to eat a melon at first, but I had to complain about this long article. It’s really Haichang. After reading half a section, Sixiu didn’t understand the point.

-if!This is real!I still think ah ah, old He He is so affectionate, what to do www

- I don’t understand why people take this kind of thing as melon every day. Is there a difference between liking men or women, and liking fat people or thin people?

-Oh, then I wish you all the same in the future.

-ky shut up and go home to sleep on your washboard!

-It’s fake, if there is really old lover He lying here, he should have bought a piece of land in XXX Mountain to be buried alone—to put it bluntly, is it interesting to talk about the dead?If this matter is just a rumor, the author of your long article rounded it up and poached rrt...

-Everyone calm down, look carefully at the first photo...Although Lao He blocked it, but you can vaguely see it, the name on it is not rrt at all, and you can't find the word "Tianzi" at all.

-Hahaha my God, do you always look at the photos with a magnifying glass?

The man wearing glasses quit the Internet angrily, and after dialing the phone, he opened his mouth and cursed: "Are you so impatient, grandson?"

Laughter came from the other end of the conversation, and finally he shouted "I was wrong, brother" in a soft voice.

"Get out, let me tell you, you're not only not messing with others, but you have to pay for yourself!" The man poured himself a glass of water with his mobile phone in between.

"It's not that exaggerated, I just play casually." The other party said.

"Don't think I'm not fucking clear, tell me who Rao Yuantian belongs to you? Putting your own story on someone else, you really have a fucking face." The man smashed the cup on the desk forcefully .

The other end fell into a brief silence, and then said: "Forget it, brother, I was impulsive about this, don't be angry."

"He Chen is not a simple person." The man collected himself, "Who took that broken photo?"

"Old Chen." The other party replied, "Don't worry, no one saw it. Old Chen confirmed it. There was no one on the road early in the morning."

"Grandma, you are still looking for Lao Chen, your IQ has been eaten by a dog—" the man stopped typing after hearing this, "Forget it, forget it, I will find something else later, and let this matter go, In case it boils for a long time, people will study something..."

"Thank you brother, I'll bring you local snacks when I come back." The other party said.

"No, the things you picked are unpalatable." The man immediately refused.

He took his mobile phone and walked slowly to the window. Looking down from the 27th floor of the company building, the streets of City C were full of traffic, and the car covers were shining brightly under the sun.

"You just concentrate on filming," the man's voice became low, "don't worry about other things, everything is up to me."

There was no response from the other end. The man took the phone away from his ear, only to realize that the call had already been hung up.

With a leash around his neck, Hu Wei sneezed viciously against the sun.

Because the information search function had to be projected, he realized that the function was useless when the day was bright.

He was still thinking about the long piece of news he saw before going to bed last night, and the face of the poorly dressed man he saw in the cemetery.

It is estimated that that person secretly photographed He Chen, and specially made up a story and posted it on the Internet.

——It’s hard to say whether he made up a story, after all, Hu Wei didn’t follow him to sweep the grave, and he didn’t know whose grave He Chen was sweeping yesterday.

But think about it carefully, why does he care about He Chen's gossip.No matter who He Chen likes, it doesn't matter to him, unless the system sends out a garbage task called "investigate the master's love history".

Now it is He Chen's assistant Liu Wen who is leading him for a walk, and Liu Wen is singing super ugly love songs along the way.

One person and one dog walked around the Jiangbin Park in City C for a long time, until Liu Wen was too tired to take a step, and lay in the gazebo of the park like a dried salted fish.

Hu Wei was very disgusted, and slapped Liu Wen's head with his front paws, and found that his hair was not washed, so he walked to the other side with even more disgust.

He had to complete task two, but He Chen was in a hurry to go out this morning, and the slap failed.

But he was not in a hurry, because he felt that the slap was very steady.

It was a very cold day, but Liu Wen fell asleep on the gazebo, snoring loudly.

Hu Wei walked to a place where the sun could shine, and slammed his paw at the air——

Wow, so handsome.

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Calvin did not update yesterday, and there will be another update tonight.

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