After being reborn for the shadow emperor, he tore the script of abuse by hand

Battle of Gods is on the hot search list today.

Yan Qing announced that the heat of the secret love has not subsided, and a reporter sent out a news post titled "Death to fight for Tian Xueke's freedom".

Until an hour later, the popularity of this post continued to skyrocket, which directly alarmed Wenxi's management.

So this post was deleted, but within a minute, it was stubbornly reposted.

The reporter who edits the news seems to know the masking words very well. If the previous post is deleted, he can change the pattern and describe it again in different words in the next post.

The incident was too big, people who got up early were staring at this post, even if the original post was deleted, there were still screenshots, there was no way to completely eradicate it.

Ji Mingfei had just finished a party, and received an emergency call from the company before he woke up the next day.

On the other end of the phone was Ji Han, the only son of Wenxi's previous boss, Ji Fu.

Ji Han told Ji Mingfei about the things on the Internet, and Ji Mingfei looked at the ceiling, his thoughts quickly returning to his original position.

Ji Mingfei calmly said: "Remove the person monitoring Tian Xueke, and don't leave any traces."

Ji Han said impatiently: "But those news on the Internet can't be suppressed at all, what if Tian Xueke goes out and talks nonsense?"

Ji Mingfei: "She has no evidence."

"Can--"

"Brother Ji Han, you are in a hurry." Ji Mingfei sat up from the bed and took a deep breath, "Calm down, the most important thing now is to find out the reporter who broke the news, and put the rest of the matter on hold for now."

Ji Han clenched his fingers, thought for a while and said, "Then do you still want to go to today's variety show? The entrance of the company is already full of reporters."

"Go!" Ji Mingfei said decisively, "We must go, the public opinion has not yet fermented, we can't mess up first. Also, let Wang He restrain himself a bit, rather than take risks with the deficit, have the previous matters been dealt with?"

Ji Mingfei turned over and got out of bed to wash. The call between him and Ji Han was not turned off, and they remained connected.

There was the sound of paper flipping from Ji Han's side, and he flipped it over and said: "The things that happened before have basically been dealt with, the hush money and compensation are the same, and Zhang Yao's side hasn't taken care of it. I will contact him later."

Ji Mingfei nodded, and agreed, "Okay, I'll contact you if there is anything to do."

……

The popularity of the variety show "A Thousand Miles of Marriage" has never subsided, so that the name 'Tian Xueke' is still active on the Internet.

But after opening Tian Xueke's Weibo and fan chat, everyone realized that Tian Xueke had no activity records in the past two months.

Weibo has no schedule, Chaohua has no interaction with fans, and the studio has no announcements.

Although it is a name with a lot of enthusiasm in a short period of time, it is extremely deserted here in the base camp. From time to time, fans' questions are mixed with the full-screen clips and rankings: "What is Tiantian doing recently? Why is there no news at all?"

It is normal for celebrities and idols to not show up for two months, but it is impossible for there to be no rumors on the Internet, just like the air, it suddenly disappears, and even the studio is very quiet.

After reading Tian Xueke's Weibo, netizens felt terrified when they thought about today's post that was repeatedly deleted and stubbornly reposted.

#田雪可#

#Detailed literary crimes#

#文学几田雪可Free#

……

Topics are constantly being blacked out, and new topics are constantly appearing.

The staff of Wenxi were overwhelmed but had no place to complain, so they could only bite the bullet and continue to blow up the topic.

By the time Tian Xueke came out to blog, it was already noon.

At the same time, Pei Yunjiu was re-shooting the single-person trailer for "Blind Moon".

Blind Moon's make-up artist, Lin Qing, was quite familiar with him, whispering about things on Hot Search.

Just as Lin Qing was babbling, she suddenly remembered that Pei Yunjiu was an artist of Wenxi before, and the babbling she just said turned nine times and eighteen times, and then stiffly changed to another topic.

Pei Yunjiu closed her eyes, heard Lin Qing's embarrassment, and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do with Wenxi, don't worry about me."

Lin Qing stuck out her tongue quietly, and said in a low voice, "Brother Pei, did you hear such a thing when you were studying?"

That #精数文学罪表# has climbed into the middle of the trending search. It was originally just a stubborn post by an anonymous reporter, but now it has gradually evolved into a base for breaking news by unknown 'people in the circle'.

Some said that many artists in Wenxi climbed to this position by climbing on the bed; It is said that because of the forced drinking and bed warming, literary artists have committed several murders, and now there are still people lying in mental hospitals, and no one cares about them.

Lin Qing muttered in her heart when she saw those breaking news with a nose and eyes.

real or fake?She has been a makeup artist for so many years, why hasn't she even heard of it?

She murmured in her heart, without stopping, she finished drawing Pei Yunjiu's eyebrows in two strokes.

Pei Yunjiu opened his eyes, looked at the collapsed figure in the mirror who had returned to his identity as a little blind man, and laughed lowly: "Have you heard any similar news in the circle for so many years?"

Lin Qing tilted her head, "It's fine to just gossip, I didn't take it to heart, but if you really ask that, I really haven't heard much black stuff about Wenxi."

Pei Yunjiu glanced sideways at her, "So those revelations are wrong."

Lin Qing tasted the meaning of his words, "There is a mistake...but there is still a correct one?"

Pei Yunjiu said 'hmm', "It's true, it's true, it's true, it's true, Wen Xi found a good PR."

If a thing is too bizarre, everyone will think it is a joke. In the era of legal system, there are no entertainment companies that will die if they don't drink with them.

Lin Qing was silent for a few seconds, then whispered: "So, these are true?"

"50.00%." ​​Pei Yunjiu looked in the mirror, her voice was very calm, "At least, there was no murder case, and the proportion of people involved was not that large, at most 5.00%."

The only murder case was in his previous life, when he fell from the seventh floor of the Wenxi Building.

Lin Qing said disgustedly: "50.00% is also disgusting, I really didn't expect Wen Xi to hide it so deeply!"

While she was complaining, she was looking for lipstick, and she put the phone aside casually. The screen was on, but there was no lock screen.

Pei Yunjiu smiled, but didn't say anything, when Lin Qing's phone vibrated, and a message of special concern on Weibo popped up.

Pei Yunjiu had no intention of peeking at other people's privacy, and subconsciously moved her gaze away, and suddenly realized that the person who posted the blog seemed to be Tian Xueke.

……

Tian Xueke posted a blog, not only a blog, but also a live broadcast.

Less than 1 minute after the start of the broadcast, the number of live broadcasts has soared.

Tian Xueke was born in a talent show before, and she was set up by a good girl next door. Her usual clothes are mostly plain and ladylike.But today she was uncharacteristically, wearing a red dress, and the hair accessories on her head were bright yellow diamonds.

Seeing her outfit, some netizens in the live broadcast room became overwhelmed, and hurriedly searched Tian Xueke's recent Weibo and that anonymous reporter's Weibo.

In the hot comments under these two microblogs, there is basically a "help contact method" formed spontaneously by everyone.

[Sweet, if you are really in danger, wear red clothes.If someone threatens you, you add yellow accessories.If you can't find such a dress, just draw a red picture! 】

This comment was liked to the front row of hot comments. Anyone who has followed Tian Xueke's comment will be impressed.

Right now, Tian Xueke has blatantly changed into red clothes and yellow hair accessories, clearly intending to oppose Wen Xi.

One minute after the live broadcast started, Wenxi was as lively as a vegetable market.

Ji Han's face darkened, and he ordered Wang He in a cold voice: "Are you sure you have deleted Tian Xueke's recorded calls and the hotel's surveillance?"

Wang He said with certainty: "I'm sure, Tian Xue has just bought a new mobile phone. Her computer is still in the original room, and all the data has been cleared. Zhang Yao has also been contacted. Tian Xue can find There is no evidence."

Ji Han tapped on the table with his fingers, "Contact Ming Fei and see how he is preparing."

Ji Mingfei still had a schedule today, but the parking lot was crowded with reporters, and the assistant felt his scalp tingle just by looking at it.

Ji Mingfei raised his eyes to look out, frowned slightly, and then connected the call from Ji Han.

"Ming Fei, Tian Xue has started the live broadcast."

Ji Mingfei narrowed his eyes, and then said: "Can you find out her location?"

"The third floor of Minghe Hotel." Ji Han lowered his voice, "I always feel something is wrong, but Tian Xue has no proof, how dare she appear on Weibo so blatantly."

Ji Mingfei pondered for a moment and said, "Have you found those people Tian Xueke had contacted before?"

"I found them, and they're all timid. Now that they're mixed up, no one wants to blow up the black stuff, and the problem doesn't have much impact."

"Okay——" Ji Mingfei looked at the reporters outside, and suddenly said, "No, has the one in the mental hospital been investigated?"

Ji Han was taken aback: "Didn't that one say he was an orphan without father or mother? I sent someone to watch him."

Ji Mingfei said in a deep voice: "Look at her, Zhang Yao is unreliable, he is relying on Mr. Zhang, and he doesn't care about his reputation."

But the literature is not good, and there is no black material.

Ji Han suddenly felt a headache.

In the previous Wenxi, Ji Fu was at the helm. Ji Fu was ambitious but meticulous. He dared to do these things in private. He had confidence. related.

That time Zhang Yao played suffocation with someone and almost killed him.In the end, the female artist suffocated directly on his bed until she fainted, so that her brain was damaged by hypoxia, and she couldn't take care of herself for life.

Zhang Yao caused trouble, and the company sexually harassed and harassed Pei Yin. In a fit of rage, Fengyin's boss Zhang fired Zhang Yao and deprived him of all his powers.

In fact, it is said that it is deprivation of power, but secretly it is to protect Zhang Yao.

Zhang Yao went to avoid the limelight and left a mess for Wen Xi.

After finding out about the artist's situation and confirming that she had no close relatives or friends, Ji Fu simply did nothing and sent her to a mental hospital, paid a large fee, and settled down.

These four or five years have passed, and there are very few people who know female artists, but Ji Mingfei is very panicked.

As Ji Han said, Tian Xue is not a radical person, she is a wolf.What wolves are good at is crouching in the eerie darkness, exhausting their patience, and ensnaring their enemies.

lure - capture -

Ji Mingfei's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly dialed Ji Han's phone number, and said quickly: "Let the investigators act more secretly, and don't leave any loopholes—and don't worry about the people in the mental hospital."

Ji Han was puzzled for a moment but didn't ask any further questions, and then removed the person he had just sent out.

Looking at more and more reporters outside, Ji Mingfei's heart beat violently. What is wrong? What kind of evidence can Tian Xue produce? Isn't her evidence all destroyed?

After the security personnel cleared a road, the car started slowly, but Ji Mingfei couldn't sort out his messy thoughts.

He shook his head, his slightly confused eyes fell on the car window, and on the tall building opposite, a huge poster image was reflected in his pupils, on which was a familiar figure - Pei Yunjiu.

A marriage of thousands of miles is tied together, Pei Yunjiu and Tian Xueke have a good relationship...

The light in Ji Mingfei's pupils flickered, and a vague intuition swayed in his heart.

He turned on the phone again and made a call.

Ji Mingfei went straight to the point, "Ke Tian Xue hasn't contacted Pei Yunjiu either?"

Ji Han was stunned for a few seconds, then his voice suddenly sank, "Half a minute ago, Zhang Yao called. He said that the person who knocked him out in the hotel last time was like Pei Yunjiu."

"As for Tian Xueke, she has never contacted Pei Yunjiu. But Wang He found out that before Tian Xueke was under surveillance, Hang Wan'er called Hang Wan'er. Recently, "The Prosperity" was announced, and the person Hang Wan'er had the closest contact with was Pei Yunjiu."

Ji Mingfei supported the car door with his hands, and accidentally scratched his fingernails on the metal, making a piercing sound.

"Ming Fei?"

Ji Mingfei came back to his senses, his eyes darkened, "I see...Brother, you send someone to find Zhang Xueming and Liang En."

Ji Han disagreed, "You want to touch Pei Yunjiu?"

"If he doesn't move, we won't move." Ji Mingfei took a deep breath and said slowly, "If Pei Yunjiu intervenes in this matter, the Yan family will definitely not let us go."

Ji Han didn't speak.

Ji Mingfei continued word by word, "The Yan family won't let go, so Pei Yunjiu won't be able to escape cleanly."

Ji Han was silent for a long time, until Ji Mingfei had already entered the studio before he replied, "Do you still like Pei Yunjiu?"

Ji Mingfei clenched his hands slightly, but still said indifferently: "If he doesn't intervene, I will still like him. If he intervenes, that's another matter. Brother, if he can abandon his relationship for three years, I can take these three years as my love. chips."

Ji Han: "You...forget it, as long as you can figure it out."

The phone hangs up.

Ji Mingfei looked at the huge "Blind Moon" starring promotional poster on the opposite building through the window, and felt that the sunlight was more dazzling than a knife, and his eyes were dripping with blood.

He clenched his palms tightly and said to Pei Yunjiu silently, you were the one who betrayed me first, you were the one who betrayed me first!

His fingernails dug into his palm, Ji Mingfei didn't realize it, he looked away indifferently, put on his usual unruly expression, and went to the shooting location.

……

Tian Xueke's live broadcast is still going on.

She sang and danced to the audience, like a standard song and dance anchor, but she never mentioned the news that broke the news this morning.

Seeing that Tian Xueke didn't mean to break the news at all, but the netizens who came here to eat melons came and went quickly, only Tian Xueke's fans still stick to the live broadcast room.

After one hour of the live broadcast, the audience couldn't hold back anymore, and the bullet screens were swiped over and over again. Even if the full bullet screen mode was not turned on, Tian Xueke's face could not be seen clearly.

Everyone's patience was about to run out, and at this moment, the familiar ringtone of the mobile phone came from the live broadcast.

Tian Xueke was still singing, and the line was exactly: "I know I have the guts."

Pressing the end of this line of lyrics, Tian Xueke connected the phone. She didn't turn off the speakerphone function, so the audience could clearly hear what the person on the phone said.

The man's voice was very low and a little trembling, but he could hear the obvious juvenile voice, as if he was hiding someone from speaking, he said: "I found it, Qiao Qiao is in the mental hospital at No. 132 Yuda Road."

Tian Xueke held the phone tightly, she looked at the camera and said softly, "I'm live broadcasting."

Suddenly there was no sound from the phone, and after a few seconds, he said, "Then come on, No. 132 Yuda Road. You can see a girl who was tortured by Wen Xi and sent to a mental hospital. Her name is Qiao Ming. This year Only 25 years old."

After saying this sentence, the call was directly hung up.

The live broadcast room suddenly exploded like a pot boiling.

Facing the screen full of questions, Tian Xueke just looked at the camera and repeated, "L City, Yuda Road, No. 132 Mental Hospital."

……

After Pei Yunjiu finished the "Blind Moon" promotional video, she went straight to the maple cherry catwalk show in L City.

Yesterday and today were catwalk rehearsals, and the official catwalk will start tomorrow. The schedule is very tight, and Pei Yunjiu can only run back and forth between the two cities.

Taking advantage of the transition time, Pei Yunjiu closed her eyes and rested for a while, but before half an hour, there was a commotion outside.

Pei Yunjiu opened her eyes slightly, "Is there a paparazzi?"

The assistant driving the car, Sun Du, was stunned for a moment looking at the situation outside, and said strangely, "Brother Pei, there is a traffic jam."

It is not a holiday now, and there is no main road here, so why is there a traffic jam?

Pei Yunjiu straightened up and took a look outside. After seeing the endless traffic, he had a headache: "How long will this traffic be stuck?"

"I don't know..." Sun Du looked at the endless long dragon in front of him, and simply turned off the fire, feeling very depressed, "Staying here is not a problem, if people outside see you, then there is no need to block another long dragon ?"

Pei Yunjiu: "..."

He rubbed his temples: "Shut up, don't be like a crow's mouth like Mr. Denis."

Thinking of Denina's great achievements, Sun Du immediately smacked his mouth, as quiet as a chicken.

Pei Yunjiu glanced around, thinking of Tian Xueke who was still broadcasting live, frowning and turned on the phone, wanting to see the situation of Tian Xueke's live broadcast.

To be honest, he knew nothing about Tian Xueke's calculations except that he had a copy of Tian Xueke's information stored with him.

Tian Xueke probably got a new mobile phone, neither he nor Hang Wan'er can get through to Tian Xueke's original mobile number, and now they can only know her latest developments online.

Latest News……

Pei Yunjiu was silent for a while, then asked feebly, "Does the main venue of the catwalk pass by No. 132 Yuda Road?"

Sun Du nodded: "Yes, the main venue is in Building 001, Yuda Road."

Pei Yunjiu's head hurt even more, so he called Hang Wan'er.

Hang Wan'er answered the phone very slowly, and the surrounding voices were a little noisy, so she asked in a low voice, "Yun Jiu, what's wrong?"

Pei Yunjiu: "Xueke's live broadcast——"

"Don't go!" Hang Wan'er said immediately, "She told us not to worry about this matter, she and that little reporter have their own plans. If she fails, we will consider the recording."

Pei Yunjiu frowned: "Can she and a reporter bring down Wen Xi?"

The centipede is dead but not stiff, even if he is not relying on his friends around him, he is not sure of getting out of his body.

Hang Wan'er's voice became softer, and she said vaguely: "The man in the mental hospital... is the evidence."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Yunjiu looked at the long dragon outside the window in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, the long dragon in front finally showed signs of moving.

Sun Du breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the traffic police are here, Brother Pei, there is still time to go to the show at this point."

Pei Yunjiu answered absent-mindedly, watching the car slowly drive forward, he looked out the window, looking for buildings like hospitals or mental hospitals one by one.

The long dragon dispersed very quickly, and the road ahead immediately opened up in all directions.

It was almost the scheduled time for the rehearsal, and Sun Du drove the car to the fastest speed, almost rushing forward against the edge of the speed limit.

The building outside rushed past, Pei Yunjiu didn't have time to look at it, but in the blink of an eye, he saw a shadow like an ambulance, and then, there was the gradually blurred alarm bell.

Sun Du shouted from the front: "Brother Pei, the next street is coming, get ready and get off the bus."

Pei Yunjiu responded, "Okay."

Maple Ying's catwalk has been arranged, and today is the last rehearsal.

Pei Yunjiu has been training with professional models for almost a month, and her posture and movements have long been engraved in her heart. The finale of the last rehearsal came out and ended successfully.

Pei Yin took some time to come and see him.

"The thing that went viral on the Internet—" Pei Yin hesitated to speak, and glanced around Zhou, and said in a low voice, "That girl you saved last time?"

She has a lot of things to do these days, so she has no time to pay attention to the news and gossip on the Internet, and she doesn't know much about the new stars who have recently debuted.All I know is that Tian Xueke and Pei Yunjiu partnered in variety shows, and were rescued by Pei Yunjiu.

Pei Yunjiu propped her chin, and said weakly: "It's her—the Zhi Duoxing who takes every step and counts ten steps."

Pei Yin pulled up the stool and sat down, and reminded: "Can you contact that girl? I don't think Wen Xi will compromise so easily. Even if it succeeds, we must prevent them from dying."

Pei Yunjiu sighed: "We can't get in touch with her, and we can't help you with anything now, and we don't know what she will do next."

Hearing this, Pei Yin frowned and said, "What do you mean—that little girl didn't even give herself a way out?"

Pei Yunjiu looked at her and did not speak.

Pei Yin was dumb, leaning on the chair, speechless for a while.

The author has something to say: The outline and ending of the story have been arranged long ago. They are purely fictional and have nothing to do with reality. Please do not bring them into reality ORZ!

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 small ones;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Shi Xiaodai; 1 bottle of Yu Bao;

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