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Song Qiao said to Xiao Cheng: "Xiao Cheng, I really like you, I want to be with you...the kind that doesn't ask for fame."

She wants to coax Xiao Cheng to be with her as soon as possible!

The reporter arranged by her manager is already on her way.

Song Qiao didn't know at all...

Her words have spread all over the Internet.

in the live room.

___: "Ouch! I threw up my overnight meal!!"

___: "How can there be such a tea woman??"

___: "Today's headlines: Song Qiao's tea flavor overflows the screen, and Jiang Chiyan's greenness overflows the screen."

___: "I bought the tickets for Song Qiao's fan meeting for 6000 yuan from scalpers, and now I'm out of fans... 60 yuan, do you want it?"

___: "Did you know you're green? Manual @江晋宵......"

While making complaints, all the netizens watched the screen openly through the camera.

in the room……

Xiao Cheng copied his pocket with one hand, and looked at Song Qiao indifferently: "Miss Song, you go out by yourself or..."

"I'll ask the security guard and the front desk to invite you out." Xiao Cheng's words didn't have any warmth.

Song Qiao's body trembled, but she didn't move.

Xiao Cheng took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket, and was about to call the security guard and the front desk.

The next second, there was a knock on the door outside the room.

"咚咚-"

"Hello, room service."

Song Qiao's face beamed with joy.

Room service is the code they agreed upon.

It must be the reporter! !

Song Qiao violently tore open the skirt fabric on her chest, messing up her long hair.

Then, she lay down on Xiao Cheng's bed, and pulled the quilt to cover herself.

The knocking on the door grew louder.

Outside the door was a group of reporters with long guns and short cannons.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Mr. Xiao Cheng, are you in there?"

"Mr. Xiao Cheng, someone photographed Mr. Song Qiao entering your room. Is this true?"

"Is anyone there? Ask the people inside to open the door, please?"

Just when the reporter was about to forcefully break in...

The door opened from the inside.

Xiao Cheng, who was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, looked at them indifferently.

There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his lips.

"I'm here."

"Song Qiao is here too."

"There are people in the room."

He took his time and answered the reporters' questions one by one.

Xiao Cheng turned his body sideways in a gentlemanly way, "Come in and take a picture, it will be clearer."

Reporters: "..."

Reporters filed in.

In the room, Song Qiao got up pretending to be panicked, wrapped in a quilt with a shocked face.

"You, how do you..."

Spotlight on Song Qiao: "Kacha Kacha——"

"Teacher Song Qiao, are you and Teacher Xiao Cheng already together?"

"Teacher Song Qiao, how long have you been in love with Teacher Xiao Cheng?"

"Teacher Song Qiao..."

Song Qiao looked at Xiao Cheng, blushing: "Brother Cheng..."

Xiao Cheng acted as if he didn't hear it.

The reporter took the money, and immediately pointed the finger at Xiao Cheng: "Mr. Xiao Cheng, everything is done, you don't intend to take responsibility, do you want to give up?"

Xiao Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the reporter indifferently.

He unlocked the computer screen and pointed the studio at the reporter.

"Sorry, I just forgot to say... I've been broadcasting live."

"The camera in the live broadcast room happened to be aimed at the sofa and bed."

"That is to say..." Xiao Cheng fiddled with the cuff buttons of his shirt cuffs, "Miss Song, at least 1832 million people are enjoying your performance."

Hearing this, Song Qiao's face instantly turned pale, and she felt a burning pain.

Her lips trembled, and she couldn't even finish her sentence: "What... what?"

In the live broadcast room, netizens have gone crazy.

___: "This kind of stupid novels don't even bother to write dirty tricks. It's 2021 and still use it?"

___: "Song Qiao get out of the entertainment industry!!"

___: "Pengci also has to have a degree, let Brother Cheng be responsible, do you really think that there is no one in our Xiao Cheng's family?"

___: "You deserve it right for playing this kind of dog-blood frame-up drama! @宋乔......"

Xiao Cheng looked around for a week.

His face was so indifferent that no half expression could be seen, "For this kind of slander and framing, I will call the police and resort to the law, and I will pursue the legal responsibility to the end!!"

The low air pressure on Xiao Cheng's body is very heavy.

The reporter backed out in desperation.

Song Qiao was disheveled and hugged the quilt, at a loss.

Xiao Cheng didn't even look at her, he hugged his computer, dragged his suitcase and went straight out, temporarily going to Xiao Wu's room.

That night, Weibo exploded.

The program brother in the background of Weibo, working overtime late at night.

After repairing, the hot search list will be updated.

#Xiao Cheng Alarm#

#宋乔衣衣不全#

#宋乔强洗晓成的房间#

#宋俊小成直播室给给别给解结全件process#

#宋乔流氓解决screen的茶江芭减满身边见边色#

Others need 5.5 yuan to buy a hot search, but Xiao Cheng, who lives in the top ten of the hot search list, doesn't need it at all.

Throughout the night, Song Qiao lost millions of fans, and the market value of the capital behind it evaporated by billions.

Song Qiao's public relations team sent three public relations announcements in a row, trying to suppress this matter, but was scolded bloody by Xiao Cheng's fans, and had to close the Weibo comment function.

After the oranges finished scolding Song Qiao, they returned to Xiao Cheng's only fan group, cue Jiang Chiyan who had just joined the group.

___: "Brother, you're green!! @江晋宵V......"

___: "Brother, are you still the one to file the lawsuit between my sister-in-law and Song Qiao? @江Chi宵V"

___: "Brother, you must accept the lawsuit, and the oranges will crowdfund the legal fees for you!! @江Chi宵V"

___: "Lawyer Jiang, do you have anything to say to Song Qiao?"

___: "Will you be surprised or stimulated when watching the live broadcast? @江Chi宵V..."

after awhile.

Jiang Chiyan was bubbling, he picked out a few comments slowly, and replied.

"Well, I'm greener than emeralds, look at my green smile and green eyes."

"As long as my commitment requires it, I will take this lawsuit."

"There's no need to crowdfund legal fees, just save the money and go to Xiao Cheng's concert."

"Song Qiao? Are you sure it's a person?? I don't think you used the word person correctly."

Jiang Chiyan seemed to have extra time.

Replied more than 50 comments and more than 30 private messages.

until……

He saw a private message like this.

It's a private message from a newly registered trumpet.

The trumpet claimed to be Song Qiao's studio.

The content of the private message is only a picture and two sentences.

The picture is a kissing photo of Xiao Cheng and Jiang Chiyan, obviously taken secretly.

"Lawyer Jiang, within 12 hours, I want all negative news about Song Qiao removed."

"Otherwise, this photo will be made public, you see."

Jiang Chiyan narrowed his eyes.

He was threatened.