Jianghu Martial Arts School [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Wei Mei flipped through the comments, her face became more and more gloomy, and finally she was so angry that she dropped the phone. Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the floor, so the phone was temporarily spared.

A white and slender hand with fine knuckles picked up the poor mobile phone, blew the dust on it, put it gently on the coffee table, and looked at Wei Mei with aggrieved eyes: "Sister Mei, what fire is sending me, the mobile phone is not Innocent."

"Lan Tian, ​​you!" It's good that Lan Tian didn't speak, but when he opened his mouth, he still had an indifferent tone, and Wei Mei was so angry that she could be regarded as furious, "You didn't provoke me!" You obviously diverted the attention of netizens, but you just posted another Weibo, this is great, now all Weibo knows that you are an imposing "international first-class star" and you are no better than a young girl who just debuted actor!"

The more Wei Mei thought about it, the more angry she became. Looking at Lan Tian's innocent face, she lifted up the ceramic teacup on the coffee table, but she still couldn't bear to throw it at Lan Tian.

Not to mention that Lan Tian's face is really good-looking, let's take a step back, she is also Lan Tian's manager, and the two belong to a community of interests, so we can't start a civil strife at such a critical moment.

"Sister Mei, don't be angry, drink a cup of herbal tea to calm down the fire." Lan Tian and Wei Mei have been together for a long time, and naturally understand her character to some extent. Seeing this, she knows that she has passed her anger, so she snatches the teacup from Wei Mei's hand with a playful smile. He ordered a cup of herbal tea and handed it to Wei Mei, knelt down on one knee, and pretended to apologize and ask for peace, "It's okay for Sister Mei to be angry with me, anyway, I'm not afraid of being rough and thick, but if Sister Mei gets angry, I can It’s not good, I will feel sorry for you little brother.”

"..." Wei Mei looked at his obedient and ingratiating face, her eyes were shining, and she looked at herself full of expectation, she couldn't help but "puchi", and immediately straightened her face again, "cough cough, don't If I thought you were trying to be cute, I will forgive you."

Lan Tian knew that Wei Mei wanted to be mean-spirited, and she said that she was no longer angry with herself, and she got more and more aggressive: "Then what should I do, so that Sister Mei can forgive me?"

Thinking of the ups and downs on the Internet, Wei Mei only felt a pain in her temples: "You, you, you don't know how to look forward and backward when doing things."

Lan Tian blushed, touched the back of his head and smirked: "Hey, but I really admire Lu Xiaofeng."

Wei Mei squinted at him: "Whether you are sincere or not, it is always shameful to lose a game. How can such a thing be publicized on Weibo?" Especially when their team has always promoted Lan Tian as "the undefeated god of war." "Under the premise, Lan Tian suddenly lost such an inexplicable match, isn't this a source of talk?

"Who said I lost?" Lan Tian was puzzled.

"You didn't lose?!" Wei Mei raised her voice an octave, "If you didn't lose, why did you post that kind of Weibo?"

"Willing to bow down", isn't it telling everyone clearly that he is not as skilled as others and lost the game?

Lan Tian waited and looked at Wei Mei with innocent eyes: "We have no competition at all, so how can we win or lose?"

"What?!" Wei Mei stood up, only to feel her eyes darken, "Since you guys didn't have a competition, why did you post that kind of Weibo?"

Lan Tian was full of admiration: "Although we are not comparable, I know I can't compare with Lu Xiaofeng." Not only Lu Xiaofeng, but also Ximen Chuuxue who seems to talk very little!

Wei Mei: "..."

Looking at Wei Mei's face, Lan Tian was vaguely uneasy, and said cautiously: "Mei, sister Mei, should I not post that Weibo, or should I delete it now?"

Wei Mei looked up to the sky and sighed: "Forget it, the screenshots of your Weibo must have been posted all over the Internet, and it's useless to delete them, but it will make people think that you are guilty."

Lan Tian said again: "How about I post another Weibo to explain the truth?"

Why is this kid still stupid after so many years in the entertainment industry?Wei Mei gave Lan Tian a hard look: "Do you think others will believe what you say?" One-sided words are like Wang Po selling melons, Lan Tian is stupid, but netizens are smart, how can they believe Lan Tian's one-sided clarification?

"How about I ask Brother Lu to make a statement?" Lan Tian's eyes lit up.

"Stupid!" Wei Mei shuddered Lan Tian's forehead, "They are eager to take this opportunity to make a good publicity, why are they willing to speak for you?"

Lan Tian touched his forehead and said aggrievedly: "But I don't think Brother Lu and the others are such people..."

Wei Mei threw a big hygiene ball to Lan Tian: "You know people, but you don't know their hearts. How long have you known them? How do you know what kind of people they are?"

"Then what should we do?" Lan Tian was dumbfounded.

Wei Mei rubbed her temples: "Forget it, let's take a step at a time. I'll contact all the big Vs first, stop reposting your Weibo, and try to minimize the impact..."

Wei Mei hadn't finished speaking when Lan Tian's assistant hurried in, holding a mobile phone in his hand, his tone a little excited: "Sister Mei, Brother Lang, that Lu Xiaofeng forwarded Brother Lang's Weibo!"

Wei Mei and Lan Tian glanced at each other, and Wei Mei hastily took the phone from the assistant's hand.

[@吃酒如生的Lu Xiaofeng: It’s a pity that it didn’t compare this time, let’s make an appointment next time [shake hands]//@actor兰天: @吃酒如死的Lu Xiaofeng Brother Lu really has a lot of kung fu, and my younger brother is willing to bow down [zuoyi ]]

Wei Meizai carefully read this Weibo back and forth three times, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "Great, the other party took the lead in clarifying the truth, so we don't need to take action."

Lan Tian also read Weibo, and said with a smile: "Let me just say, brother Lu is not the kind of person you said, sister Mei."

Wei Mei's face was uncertain, and she mumbled to herself after a long while: "Did I misread them?"

Lan Tian didn't care what Wei Mei was thinking, he just left happily humming a ditty - after a whole night of tossing, he hasn't finished today's training yet.Before I left the teacher's door, my master had already explained that no matter how busy I was, I still had to practice a few tricks, so as not to make my fists rusty and make people laugh.

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There is a not-so-high mountain in the southwest of Bishan City. It looks the same as other mountains in Nanhai Province except that it is a little greener.But it is such a green mountain that does not look very special, which is the origin of the word "Bishan", a famous tourist attraction in Bishan City, Bishan.

On the top of Bishan Mountain is a wide flat land, and Bishan Temple, a famous Buddhist holy place, stands on this flat land.

It was late at night, the gates of the Bishan Temple were closed, and the lights inside the temple were brightly lit. Many people were still doing their homework at night.

"Hey, big, everyone, take a look, Junior Brother Lan Lan has posted on Weibo." In a meditation room, a simple and slightly stuttering voice suddenly called out.

"What's strange, Senior Brother Lan is an actor, so of course he wants to post on Weibo to help the crew or the endorsement company to promote it." Another voice that sounded very smart replied.

"No, no, this, this Weibo seems to be different from before no no." The speaker was obviously a little anxious and stuttered even more.

"What's the difference? Show me." The clever voice was also anxious, snatched the simple and honest man's cell phone, raised his eyebrows, and let out a "huh", "There are so many retweets."

"Brother Kong Jing, what happened to Brother Lan?" A slightly immature voice asked eagerly.

After a long while, the bright-looking young man put down his cell phone, looked at the ten-year-old boy beside him silently, swallowed his saliva, and said word by word: "Diabolo, do you still remember that two years ago, Uncle Feixin asked Brother Lan to speak on Weibo?" Is Boshang promoting his martial arts school?"

Feixin is a disciple of the "fei" generation in Bishan Temple, and the youngest junior of their master, Master Feiyuan.He is one of the shareholders of Zhentian International Martial Arts School and also the honorary principal of the school.

More than two years ago, Lan Tian became famous by playing an important supporting role in a certain Hollywood blockbuster. Taking advantage of Lan Tian's visit to the teacher's school, Feixin took the opportunity to ask Lan Tian to help promote Zhentian Martial Arts School on Weibo, and was rejected Lan Tian politely refused, which made Feixin very unhappy, and didn't show him a good face for a long time.

Diabolo didn't quite understand why senior brother Kong Jing suddenly brought up these things about Chen Zhima and rotten millet, and he looked puzzled: "I remember, at that time, senior brother Lan said that as a public figure, his words and deeds involved a lot, so it is inconvenient to publicize these things in his personal capacity." .”

After a pause, Diabolo added: "If you want me to say, Senior Brother Lan did the right thing, Uncle Feixin's school... well, it's worth not mentioning it."

"Diabolo, don't talk about Master Uncle behind his back!" Kong Jing's brows frowned even deeper, he put his mobile phone screen in front of Diabolo: "You see for yourself what your Senior Brother Lan has posted on Weibo."

Diabolo read the words on Weibo in a low voice, his voice became louder and louder, at the end he raised his head in disbelief, and exclaimed: "Senior brother Kongjing, Lan, brother Lan, he, he..." Excited, he also talked with his senior brother. Emptiness is the same.

Kong Jing nodded heavily, with a bit of harshness in his tone: "Senior Brother Lan, he is too thoughtless in doing things. He rejected Senior Uncle Feixin earlier, and what he said was conclusive, and everyone has nothing to say. But since he rejected Master Uncle, now you are promoting another martial arts school that popped up out of nowhere, what will Uncle Master think?"

"Master, junior brother, is this matter, is it very, very serious?" Kong Xing looked nervous.

Kong Jing's face was very serious, he nodded slowly, looked around, and lowered his voice: "Of course it's serious, it's not like you don't know Uncle Feixin's temperament."

Diabolo shuddered, and said weakly: "A few days ago, Kongmei accidentally watered to death the pot of orchids that Master Uncle Feixin loved most, and was punished by Uncle Master to copy the Great Prajna Paramita Sutra!"

"The "Prajna Sutra" has [-] volumes, no wonder Kongmei's complexion is not very good these days..." Kong Jing suddenly realized.

"Senior Brother, do you think that if Senior Brother Feixin found out about this, would he..." Diabolo's face turned pale.

Kong Jing also shuddered involuntarily: "Amitabha, don't lie behind your back..."