Chapter 101

The next morning, Ruan Qi opened her microblog and tens of thousands of messages rushed to her, shaking her palms.

#Lin Jian and Ruan Qi # talked about hot search all night. Lin Jian's fans are very angry. They all think that Ruan Qi deliberately bought the hot search in order to rub Lin Jian's heat.

Many irrational fans ran to Ruan Qi's microblog and yelled. Ruan Qi had a small number of fans, but they could not quarrel. They could only be oppressed and beaten by Lin Jian's fans.

Ruan Qi casually opened a few private letters scolding her. When she saw the words involving her family, her eyes darkened.

Barley baby made breakfast and came in with sun dried clothes.

It twisted its big head, looked at Ruan Qi of the mobile phone, and the display screen in front of its chest flashed.

"Dad, you're in a bad mood," said barley baby.

Ruan Qi put down his cell phone, looked at it with his chin and said with a smile, "yes, someone scolded my mother."

"Dad's mother is grandma." barley baby threw his clothes on the bed, and the manipulator "clattered" on the display screen. "Which calf doesn't want to live! My baby gave him a colorful thunderbolt!"

Ruan Qi: "you don't need the colorful thunderbolt bullet. Come here, barley. I have a task for you."

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At 8:30 in the morning, Ruan Qi arrived at the crew on time.

She walked in all the way, and the crew gave a strange look.

"These fools," Bai Li sat cross legged in the system and hissed, "it seems that no matter where they are, some people will listen to the wind and rain, and have no judgment."

Ruan Qi looked as usual and went straight to the dressing room to make up.

Before long, Lin Jian came.

He said hello to everyone gently and showed consideration and politeness everywhere.

Ruan Qi opened his eyes and watched him enter the dressing room through the mirror.

"Good morning, Ruan." Lin Jian said hello to her kindly, as if things on the Internet didn't exist.

Ruan Qi's peach blossom eyes shook and showed a sweet smile.

"Good morning, Miss Lin."

Lin Jian quietly observed her expression.

"Xiao Ruan," he said apologetically when the makeup artist went out to get something, gathered around Ruan Qi, "I'm sorry about last night. I apologize to you for my fans."

The white glass in the system spouted water.

"Shit! Blame all the mistakes on the fans?! why are these goods so thick skinned?!"

Ruan Qi looked unchanged and said with a sweet smile, "Mr. Lin doesn't have to apologize. Don't do anything wrong and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking at the door. I'm fine ~"

Lin Jian smiled gently. He turned his head slowly and looked vaguely at the assistant standing at the door.

The assistant made an 'OK' gesture with his lowered hand.

……

Today, Ruan Qi played a heavy part and was busy until noon.

As soon as the director shouted 'cut', Shen Wenqian walked over with a calm face.

"What's the matter, brother Shen?" Ruan Qi asked.

Shen Wenqian didn't speak. He took her aside and stuffed her with a bottle of mineral water.

"An hour ago, a marketing account posted a photo of you two chatting in the dressing room on the microblog. # Lin Jian Ruan Qi # topic also rushed to the second place of hot search. Lin Jian's fans were very angry and madly scolded you as a hot paste star on the microblog square."

Ruan Qi took out his mobile phone, clicked into the hot search and looked around.

Sure enough, they all scolded her.

Shen Wenqian: "Lin Jian has more than 20 million fans, and his combat effectiveness has exploded. Xiao Qi, don't you let the public relations department do it?"

Ruan Qi didn't speak. She looked at the time.

Eleven forty noon.

The little girl raised a sweet smile: "brother Shen, I'll show you a face play in twenty minutes ~"