The traffic and the movie king are together [Entertainment circle]

"Let's remove the trending search first."

Bai Xuchuan picked up his mobile phone, and the first person who called was Feng Lun, who picked it up casually: "Boss Lun."

"Xiaobai, this matter is definitely not the work of the company. I will leave all the PR to me. You should avoid it first. Send me your location, and I will send my bodyguards to pick you up."

He could hear the urgency of the woman's voice, and explained to him that "it was not the company's fault", because he didn't want to create a rift with him; and let himself avoid it first, because he didn't want him to be hurt again.

He believed in Feng Lun.However, he didn't feel that he had any need to "avoid".

"Boss Lun." Bai Xuchuan rubbed his temples, "It's enough to remove the trending search, stop the further spread of online photos, and lower the popularity. As for the reporter, I can handle it myself-it's not a big deal."

His light tone made people subconsciously feel a sense of reassurance, as if as he said——this is not a big deal.

However, even if he is a man, even if the photo has nothing to do with Fengyue, it is still a disgusting thing, he is the victim.

Feng Lun's heart tightened, and he said tightly, "Don't worry about these things."

She paused, and said again: "Did you just leave the airport? How is the order? If you can't get out, I..."

"Order..." Bai Xuchuan looked up at the car window, paused for a moment, and then smiled.

"I have no problem here."

At some point, his fans spontaneously formed a human wall to help him keep the reporters out of sight.None of those short cannons could get close. The fans held hands and blocked a lane for him to pass.

Bai Xuchuan looked at his fans silently, Lao Zha also seemed to be stunned, and said after a while: "They..."

"They are so kind." Bai Xuchuan said softly.

The car passed the most congested road smoothly. At the corner, Bai Xuchuan turned his head, took off his mask, and waved his hand from the window.

A low sob can be heard faintly:

"Zai Zai, you have to rest well and pay attention to your body..."

"We'll take care of anything!"

"The world is not worth it, but you are."

"We will protect you well..."

These words have always accompanied him when he was in a trough, when he was proud, and when he was hurt, giving him warmth and strength.

"It's worth it." Bai Xuchuan leaned his head on the headrest, crossed his fingers, and said to himself with his eyes closed, "Am I worth it..."

Since his debut, he has been the type of person who has the most idol baggage.Strictly speaking, this wave of them is the fourth generation of idols launched by the company. It is becoming more and more difficult for the orthodox "royal idols" to stand out. Many people take a slanted approach to attract attention, either taking the comedy route, or taking the dark route that doesn't care about fans. In short, how to attract attention.

And Bai Xuchuan regards idols as a profession, pays attention to his image all the time, manages his skin, body, hairstyle, and facial expressions properly, and his image is healthy and uplifting. Therefore, many people have always ridiculed him as a "fan slave" and "idol machine". No personality at all.

He is too impeccable, so although there are many fans of his own mother, the fan group does not have the habit of selling miserably, which leads to all members only spending money and nympho, and are incompetent in fighting.

But this time...

Lao Zha looked at those little fans, he, a big man, felt sad for the emotions they showed.

This is a wave of fans who have been severely abused, Lao Zha thought.

He contacted the studio to deal with public relations matters, then glanced at the artists around him, and said slowly, "Xiao Chuan, can you remember when the photo was taken?"

"I'm thinking."

Bai Xuchuan still had his eyes closed.

Old Zha paused: "Then, do you have any doubts?"

The car was quiet for a while.

"Have."

Unexpectedly, the young man said slowly and bluntly: "I suspect it is..."

"Get up - get up - hungry and cold slaves -"

The overly socialist bell diverted the attention of the two people in the car, and even the driver couldn't help but look in the rearview mirror.

Lao Zha secretly clicked his tongue.

He helped Bai Xuchuan take care of his cell phone every day, how could he not know whose phone it was.

"...It's okay, I can handle it myself. You don't have to worry."

"I'm not really four years old." Bai Xuchuan covered his mouth and yawned, and smiled, "Don't worry, the photo was deliberately mosaiced to confuse the public. In fact, I was dressed more than a swimmer at the time."

Lao Zha breathed a sigh of relief silently.

"Hmm, you can work at ease, I have nothing to do here."

……

Tens of thousands of kilometers away, He Yanzhi put down his phone, but his eyes were still staring at the blacked out screen, and his knuckles lightly rubbed against the strap on his right wrist.

"Hey, I think this part may be..." The assistant director came over and discussed with him a few questions about the next part of the filming.

He Yanzhi listened, nodded occasionally, and glanced at the dial again.

After 3 minutes, he interrupted the assistant director who was talking endlessly:

"Di Lanke, help me watch for a few days."

The assistant director blinked and nodded habitually, but saw He Yanzhi glanced at him and then turned his head and left without any hesitation, as if he was going to leave after something happened, so he couldn't help but panicked.

"No, hey, how many days are you doing these days?"

He Yanzhi raised his hand and waved it casually, but he didn't know if he heard it.

After hanging up the phone, Lao Zha hesitated, "What did he say?"

Bai Xuchuan thought for a while, then snorted:

"It's pretty much what my fans say."

Lao Zha silently moved his eyes away, and after a while he remembered where he had just asked: "Who do you suspect?"

Bai Xuchuan lazily said: "Think about it, who is the most upset that I get the shares."

Lao Zha thought about it for a while, and was uncertain: "You mean..."

"It's a guess." Bai Xuchuan swiped his phone and murmured, "...Hey, is our pressure so smooth usually?"

All the trending searches have disappeared, and the portal websites have also tacitly kept silent. Searching for my name and keywords can't find it, and those photos seem to have disappeared completely at once.

Lao Zha's cell phone kept ringing, he absently glanced at the latest news, and sat up straight.

Bai Xuchuan gave him a strange look: "What's wrong?"

"It's all right." Lao Zha typed quickly.

-He's in... good shape.

-Mmm Good.

Lao Zha put away his mobile phone and asked nonchalantly, "Are you going back to that residence in Dongyuan?"

Bai Xuchuan thought for a while: "There may be someone squatting there. Or should I go back to the company? No, there are more people there."

Lao Zha glanced at his phone: "I need to find a quiet and safe place. How about living where you are being followed?"

"There is..." Bai Xuchuan wanted to say that the master was not there, his finger brushed the zipper of the small schoolbag, and suddenly realized that the key was still with him.

Bai Xuchuan took out the key and held it in his hand, which represented an absolutely safe place to go.

"Okay." He said, "Go and stay for a few more days."

The car turned around at the intersection and drove towards Jiyun Road.

After all the trending searches disappeared, Feng Lun, Kai Feng's official, and Bai Xuchuan's studio issued announcements at the same time, stating that those who leaked company secrets and violated artists' privacy would be held accountable.

Another half an hour later, Feng Kai personally forwarded Kai Feng's official Weibo.

Bai Xuchuan looked at the extra retweet and sneered, what is a thief calling catch a thief.

Regarding the photo incident, the company stated that "it has nothing to do with Kai Feng, but Bai Xuchuan is an artist under the company, and the absolute priority is to protect the artist's rights and investigate the responsibility of violators."

Fans are not satisfied, they can’t accept it emotionally, could it be that the idol has been hurt, but there is no one who is convincing enough to take responsibility for it, and can only condemn someone who didn’t know who took the sneak shot many years ago, and a person who doesn’t know if it really exists. Freelance hacker"?

"That photo looks like a surveillance screenshot!"

"Although I didn't sign a contract with Kai Feng during the draft, I rented Kai Feng's practice room. The company's practice of picking myself out is unacceptable!"

There are also people who are hesitant to buy a Japanese company.

"If the 6.5% stake is true, then Chuanchuan is tied to the same boat as the company. Don't you think it's too uneconomical for him to terminate the contract at this time?"

"The shared interests are reflected in this. A blindly Japanese company, isn't it afraid of affecting the listing? Even if it doesn't affect it, if it falls below the issue price on the first day, isn't it a joke for competitors?"

"That's right, it's better not to spread negativity, and to reduce the secondary damage to him..."

The fan group was originally excited, but because of the inability to unify opinions, there was no big splash.Although the major forums are discussing secretly, the overall popularity is not high.

Bai Xuchuan posted a picture of time and beauty on Weibo, with a look of self-cultivation, and the restless fans gradually calmed down.

Feng Kai's assistant lowered his head and said cautiously: "Boss, you are hurting yourself by doing this..."

"Shut up." Feng Kai said impatiently, "It's not your turn to teach me."

He had a gloomy face, rubbing his forehead uncertainly, and had a splitting headache.

Why is Feng Lun's public relations so fast and ruthless this time?It must have borrowed the power of Lei Fang's capital!hehe……

He has been running Kaifeng for many years, and he is never willing to be a wealthy idler.The old man never forgot to seize his power even after his death. If the company he built was left to outsiders, then he would not follow his wishes!

"Heh, old man, you're dead anyway." Feng Kai's eyes flashed a gloomy look, "People are gone, so fame is useless, right?"

How about lending it to your son for me to use, Feng Kai turned to look at the assistant, and ordered something slowly.

The assistant was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face: "...Boss, this...?"

"go."

"……Yes."

Knowing that Bai Xuchuan was coming, Aunt Lin was so happy that she specially cooked a table of vegetarian dishes.

Fortunately, she doesn't surf the Internet, Bai Xuchuan thought to himself, took a plate of green vegetables, and greeted Aunt Lin who had walked away again: "Don't be so busy, sit down and eat!"

"I've eaten!" Aunt Lin turned her head and shouted from the bedroom, "I'll clean up the bed for you first, and keep it so that you can sleep comfortably."

Because the sound insulation effect is really good, the screams that can be heard in the living room must have reached the effect of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in the bedroom.While admiring Aunt Lin's voice, Bai Xuchuan picked up lettuce lettuce with chopsticks, not to mention, it was quite delicious.

After a while, Aunt Lin made the bed and came out, passed by the living room and took a look at Bai Xuchuan, then stopped suddenly, and asked suspiciously: "Xiaochuan, what is on your neck?"

Hearing the words, Bai Xuchuan looked down and forced himself to calm down: "It's okay, I'm allergic to the blanket on this plane."

...It's all the fault of that idiot hacker, no, it was that idiot Feng Kai, who made him completely forget that these traces were still quite fresh, and habitually changed into home clothes with a large neckline as soon as he came back.

Aunt Lin immediately brought him a medicine box: "Have you taken allergy medicine? I'll find a doctor to show you? Allergies can be big or small. No, I think you should go to the hospital."

Bai Xuchuan hurriedly said: "No, really no. And I hate going to the hospital..."

Aunt Lin insisted: "No, no, think about it, if Mr. He was here, would you not go to the hospital because you said you hated going to the hospital? He would definitely drive you there himself. So, I still have to take a look. Don't you It doesn't matter if you go to the hospital, it's the same when I go to the doctor..."

Nagging and went to make a phone call.

Bai Xuchuan was speechless, thinking about how he went to XXX Hospital in Milan, he couldn't refute it.

He had no choice but to take a bath obediently, and then lay weak on the bed under Aunt Lin's care, waiting for Dr. Qi's arrival.

Dr. Qi will be here soon.

He came in hurriedly with a medical kit, his forehead was still dripping with sweat because he walked too fast.

And the reason why he walked so fast was, of course, that Aunt Lin spoke very seriously on the phone——

When Dr. Qi sat down, took his pulse, body temperature, listened to his heartbeat and checked his pupils, he fell into a long silence.

Aunt Lin was worried, and Bai Xuchuan was ten times more worried than her.

"...It's okay, just take some medicine and sleep." Dr. Qi finally said, and finally prescribed two vitamin C pills to the "patient".