Shut up, call Daxian [Entertainment]

Huang Xi hesitated there, when the food he ordered just now came out, Feng Ming put the tableware in front of Huang Xi, picked up a chicken leg and put it on the plate, "Eat it."

Huang Xi sniffed, and the moments of random thinking just now were left behind, and his eyes were full of delicious chicken.

Feng Ming grabbed Huang Xi's hand that was about to move in time, and put gloves on him.Huang Xi chattered in disgust, but was stopped by Feng Ming's "hands are not clean".

Although it is uncomfortable, as a qualified father, he must be obedient.

A man-han-chicken game successfully made Huang Xi forget the previous entanglement, and Feng Ming also lost a chance to overwhelm Huang Xi.

After dinner, Huang Xi didn't want to go home, so Feng Ming took him to the company.

Huang Xi was originally an artist of the company, and the other artists didn't think much of it except for a little bit of anger when they saw him following behind the director.

President Feng cares about his employees, everyone knows that.

January is the busiest month for every company, and Qianyuan Entertainment is no exception.In addition to various meetings, it is also necessary to check and accept the work summary of the previous year and check the work plan for the next year.In short, Feng Ming was not idle all afternoon.

Huang Xi was lying on the sofa in Feng Ming's office, holding a tablet in his hand to watch TV dramas.

He was seeing the critical moment when the hero and heroine had a misunderstanding and wanted to meet for the first time after three years of separation, the door was knocked.

Huang Xi's nerves were tense, he didn't hear the knock on the door, he was concentrating on walking around the flower bed, but he just couldn't see each other's hero and heroine.

Getting closer, getting closer.

The two wanted to see each other right away.

Then, it diverged.

Huang Xi pointed at the screen angrily, "This damn flower bed."

At the end of the latest episode, Huang Xi heard a knock on the door.

He opened the door and saw his manager, Xie Zhuo, pacing on the spot covered in sweat.

"Brother Xi, don't read Weibo, don't leave the company." Xie Zhuo anxiously repeated several times when he saw the person coming, and he didn't feel relieved until Huang Xi nodded.

He didn't say anything after exhorting, and left in a hurry.

Huang Xi looked at Xie Zhuo's calves that were tossing fast, and returned to the office silently.

He knew that he couldn't leave the company, and Feng Ming had said it before the meeting, but why couldn't he read Weibo?

The more he cared about this kind of thing, the more itchy his heart became, Huang Xi fell down on the sofa, and at some point, the exposed tail flicked faster and faster.

As a new age weasel, he should stay abreast of the latest developments.

Yes, that's it.

Huang Xi turned off the TV series and opened Weibo secretly.

Take a look, just take a look.

Huang Xi really just glanced at it, and the screen was full of #一个黄性艺术人上位出出#.

He knows the word superior, it is a bad word, and this person has the same surname as him.

As a member of the Huang family, he is obliged to understand.

After finding a reasonable excuse, Huang Xi clicked on the Weibo at the top.

[Knowing the world's affairs: The last time I posted a photo of a certain little fresh meat and the boss, it was ridiculed by the whole network. I'll see how they do public relations this time. 】

Below are four pictures.The first one is the photo of Huang Xi and Feng Ming holding hands surrounded by fans when they went to take a makeup photo for "Meng Ling".The second photo was also in the studio, it was Huang Xi patting Feng Ming's head and comforting him.The third one is a photo of the two of them coming back together after they filmed a variety show a few days ago.The fourth photo is today, the two entered the Qianyuan Entertainment Building side by side. In the photo, Feng Ming was looking down at Huang Xi, his eyes were doting.

These four photos are clearly taken, and you can tell who they are at a glance.

Huang Xi has been in the limelight for a few months since his debut, and several turmoil is still safe.There have been jealous artists staring at him for a long time, and there are some sunspots who haven't fully utilized them.This time the stone hammer was too heavy, directly giving those people a chance.

Heizi and the artist with pink eyes worked together to get off the stage, and in just two hours, the whole internet was full of reprimands against Huang Xi.

It stands to reason that the number of fans of Huang Xi is very high among newcomers in the same period, but in the entire entertainment circle, he is only a newcomer stage artist, and he is not to the extent of being ridiculed by the entire Internet, but this is the case. Qianqian on the other end cried.

"We tried our best to control the criticism, but the situation was completely out of control."

The goodwill that Huang Xi had accumulated before was backlashed in an instant. The netizens praised him so well before, but now they scold him so harshly.

[Is the yellow fart fairy yellow today: I felt that this grass fairy was not normal, but in the end it was all sorts of whitewashing.What now?What about those kneeling and licking people, slapping their faces?I just asked you if it hurts? 】

[Wax Pixar: Fuck, no wonder the resources are so good, the whole fuck is sleeping, disgusting. 】

[Huang Xi black fan: I have always been indifferent to him, but after visiting his super chat once, I became even more black.If you are interested, you can take a look at the large-scale superstition scene, which is comparable to a cult. 】

[Old Sleepy: I went to see it, but I dare not speak, it's scary. 】

[Ochs, you: This kind of person should be banned. What else are you filming? How to teach people how to sleep with their boss without everyone knowing? 】

There are all kinds of comments on the Internet, and Xie Zhuo was taken aback when he saw the trending searches.He knew about Huang Xi's situation, and of course he knew that these were all nonsense, but the Internet is such a place full of fish and dragons, and there are a lot of keyboard warriors who only look at the surface.

Just now Xie Zhuo was afraid that Huang Xi would be sad when he saw these words, so he came here to warn him.

And Huang Xi, who was instructed by him, is now scrolling through Weibo with his tail wagging.

Just now Huang Xi was still wondering why the power of wish suddenly became dozens of times stronger. It turned out that everyone on the Internet was talking about him.

He can understand the comments on the Internet. To be honest, he is indeed a little unhappy, but that unhappiness is suddenly diluted by the wish power in his body.

So rich, so pure, so rich.

Ah, so comfortable.

The power of wish came too suddenly, Huang Xi got up a little bit, made sure the door was locked, he turned into a prototype and nestled on the sofa, and fell asleep comfortably.

The Internet is still noisy, but Huang Xi, who is the protagonist, is sleeping soundly.

Feng Ming came back once in the middle, saw a small yellow ball on the sofa, did not bother him, and left quietly.

After the meeting, Feng Ming knew what was going on online, although he probably wouldn't care too much about the rat, but he was still worried.

Seeing Huang Xi's appearance now, he finally made up his mind.

Feng Ming walked to Qian Qian's office, didn't say anything superfluous, and directly got to the point, "Did you find it?"

"Of course." Qian Qian helped the frame without lenses, "Wu Cang, 23 years old, signed the contract two years ago."

"Where's the person?" Feng Ming's eyes flashed coldly.

Qian Qian: "Run away."

Feng Ming sneered, "Mu Mang or Wan Yu?"

Qian Qian: "Wooden Mang."

Feng Ming turned the teacup around and said quietly: "Then let him be an entertainer for another two days."

"Yes."

[From now until the day after tomorrow, all public relations actions are prohibited]

An hour later, when the PR team of Qianyuan Entertainment saw the notice, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to say.

It was Boss Qian who sent the notice. Although they were puzzled, they didn't ask any further questions.

Immediately afterwards, Boss Qian sent another message.

[Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, all staff in the PR department will be on holiday]

There was a moment of silence in the PR department, and then there was deafening cheers.

"yeah!!!"

Hundreds of people in the public relations department of Qianyuan Entertainment fell into a carnival. As an extremely important department of the company, it was a luxury not to work overtime, let alone vacations.

Happiness came too suddenly, as if he was afraid that Boss Qian would go back on his word. Five minutes later, the public relations department was empty, and even the team leaders ran home.

Without the control of the public relations department, Huang Xi's topic became even more out of control, and various people in the know leaked dirty information.

Playing big names, robbing resources, being disrespectful, promoting superstition, sensationalizing, and saying that he slept with thousands of entertainment executives.

Fengming Weibo suddenly had a lot of people, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, all kinds of pity that he gave so many good resources and slept with a second-hand one.

In the villa, Feng Ming stroked Huang Xi's hair with one hand, and brushed his phone with the other.

Seeing the netizens who seemed to feel sorry for him, Feng Ming sneered, and the cold air escaped from his body.

The plan can't be changed, and Huang Xi can't be whitewashed now, but they can't let them say that about Xi Xi either.

Feng Ming put his thumb and index finger to his mouth and whistled.

A few minutes later, a sparrow flew in front of him.

Feng Ming pointed to those who "poor" him on his Weibo, and said to Ma Que: "Teach them a lesson."

The sparrow flapped its wings faster, and a light flashed in those small eyes, "Chirp." Kill it directly or?

Feng Ming shook his head, disapproving and said: "Why are you getting more and more irritable?"

Shan Que Wing paused, and cursed in his heart: "I didn't learn it from you."

But he didn't dare to say it out, he was about the same age as Feng Ming, when he was young, he was young and frivolous, he didn't know what kind of powerful Phoenix blood was, so he provoked him several times, but he was beaten every time until he didn't even recognize his own father.Later, when he grew up, he realized that his sparrow couldn't peck chickens, because of racial differences.At that time, he even won the title of "strong man", and now his unscrupulous brothers still tease him as a single strong man.

"How far is the punishment?" Shan Que asked.

Feng Ming stroked Huang Xi's hair and thought, if it was him, even if he couldn't kill him, he could still cook it.But this weasel is definitely unwilling, so he can only choose a method that he can accept and calm himself down.

Feng Ming had an idea, called Shan Que, and whispered something in Shan Que's ear.

Shan Que glanced sideways at his boss, but he didn't expect such a big chicken to be interested in playing pranks.

It's interesting, though.

A single bird flew out of the villa, and the small figure hid in the night.

The next day, apart from the netizens clamoring for Huang Xi to speak out, another Weibo was pushed to the tail of Weibo's most popular searches.

[Park Sannong: Early in the morning, the four roommates who lived together were woken up by a foul smell, and they searched for the source of the smell for half an hour.Turns out, guess what we found?Yellow sheets, the three of them actually wet the bed!Hahaha, those in their twenties, wetting the bed! 】

There is also a picture below, three white sheets dyed yellow in the middle.

The comment below is full of hahaha, and he was asked to take his roommate to the hospital quickly, because he wets the bed at such a young age, it must be cured.

And some netizens who brushed this Weibo silently threw away the bed sheet with suspicious yellow marks that they slept on last night.

Do you want to admit that you were the one who wet the bed last night? Never admit it.