Knock it off!The Shenyan couple are also in love today and sprinkle sugar

Dead silence.

There was an eerie dead silence.

Everyone's eyes followed the two halves of the baton that fell on the ground and rolled until it rolled to the edge of the steps and fell——

"Ding."

In an instant, everyone shuddered.

Nima, this thing is really made of iron...

Breaking a baton with bare hands, is this the power a person should have? !

of course not.Bo Zhi calmly watched their sweaty faces, so she would not tell them that she had removed the screws connecting the batons ahead of time.

She is a beautiful girl, not a vise.

"Let's start, ask one by one."

Bo Zhi sat back calmly, like a monarch who just took office.

The agent was a little puzzled about where she got the stool, Xiao Zhuo had already answered with a smile, "I moved it, I moved it."

With that flattering expression, he just wanted to let Bo Zhi sit on his head, and the manager didn't see it.

Although the reporters were frightened by this unprecedented power, after all, as reporters, they have seen countless artists, why should they be afraid of a small star?

"Why do I ask you? We are going to interview Yanshen, not you!"

Bozhi glanced at him.

I heard other people echoing, "Yeah, although it's a scandal, but you are not the person involved in this kind of thing, why should you answer it for him?"

Before Bo Zhi could speak, Fu Jingyan's manager said coldly, "I don't think you guys have figured out the situation yet. If it wasn't for Miss Bo Zhi's willingness to answer, you wouldn't get any news today."

Everyone was startled.

Bo Zhi looked at the sky, and yawned lazily, "Have you not started yet?"

It seems that the metaphor is that if you don't ask, the end will be the same as that rolled steel rod, and it will immediately disappear from the steps in disgrace, so that she can go up to sleep.

Immediately, the first voice came out from the crowd——

"I want to interview Yanshen..." He subconsciously spit out three words, "fiancee."

"Regarding his playing big names on the show, netizens now feel that other people's designs have collapsed. May I ask what he wants to say?"

As expected of being the first to speak, the question was sharp and to the point.

"He has nothing to say."

Bo Zhi answered lazily, and then asked in confusion: "Who is he?"

This rhetorical question made the reporters stunned.

They were so addicted to the thrill of Fu Jingyan's fall that they seemed to have forgotten what kind of person he was.

Proud, cold, brilliant.

His debut was the pinnacle, like a cold wave that overturned the entire entertainment circle, and let everyone know his name overnight.

Such a perfect person, even if there is a small stain on his body, it can make the wall fall and everyone pushes it down.

People are too desperate to see the gods fall.

"At least, Yanshen has always been dedicated." The reporter said: "He has never embarrassed the organizer in public before."

It's like a flawless working machine, praised by all the staff.

The reporter showed a malicious smile, "Or, in private, this kind of situation often happens?"

Xiao Zhuo was instantly furious.

The agent pressed him, "Someone is streaming live, don't start a conflict, that's the most ugly thing to do."

Xiao Zhuo turned off the ignition silently, and subconsciously looked at Bo Zhi, wondering how she would respond.

Just punch him with a fist.

Bo Zhi accepted his gaze, and rejected it with disgust, and it said brightly, this way is even uglier, she is a beauty, thank you.

"Is he unprofessional?"

"He didn't embarrass the organizer, but he only aimed at the normal organizer. This kind of additional condition outside the contract, forcing the artist to enforce it in public at the unstoppable link, is it a normal organizer?"

In fact, it is more likely that they learned that Fu Jingyan had a shadow on this aspect, so they specially set him up.

The purpose is to deliberately punish him in public.

Bo Zhi felt that Fu Jingyan had already cultivated himself.

"You promised your boss that you could perform at the annual meeting, but after you came on stage, the boss suddenly asked you to do a striptease."

Bo Zhi asked the reporter, "Do you dance?"

reporter:"……"

Xiao Zhuo: "Pfft..."

Sister Zhizhi's mouth is really awesome!

The reporter blushed. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Bo Zhi lightly, "One question per person, next one."

Reporter: "..." Damn it.

He immediately elbowed the reporter friend beside him, "What kind of concept is this, you continue to ask."

The reporter friend nodded, raised his hand and asked: "Even if it is an additional condition, it is for public welfare activities. The disasters suffered by the Linchuan earthquake are obvious to all. Is it wrong for the organizer to want to add an event?"

After he finished speaking, the reporter gave him a thumbs up.

The two laughed like a bottomless black hole behind the camera, as if they were the gods who ruled public opinion and could easily suck a person into the abyss.

"Miss Bozhi, what do you want to say?"

Bo Zhi met their provocative gazes, and said concisely: "You will be kidnapped morally."

"..."

"..."

The reporter said with a smile: "Although there is some moral kidnapping, it is also true. After all, in front of public welfare, who doesn't want to do more for the society?"

Fu Jingyan's actions this time are at the other end of the public welfare, and it is inevitable to provoke public outrage.

Public welfare is an important reason why he was attacked by public opinion this time.

At this moment, the live broadcast of the whole network is broadcasting this scene.

There were countless pairs of eyes looking at the live broadcast screen, including the handsome man leaning on the head of the bed.

He held the phone with cold white long fingers, his eyes drooped, his long eyelashes shone with the moonlight, and he looked at the screen with a very calm expression.

[Although it is the organizer's fault, Yanshen's actions are indeed too much... I always thought he was very kind. 】

[Bo Zhi is simply distorting the facts, can public welfare activities be compared with striptease?She has no respect for the show at all, nor for the disaster area. 】

[What quality can she have, what good things can a troll say? 】

[Why didn't Yanshen show up? Is he a coward? 】

When Fu Jingyan was four years old, he showed a talent that was different from ordinary people. His thoughts were more sensitive and faster than ordinary people.

He is smarter than the average child, he knows that his parents are busy with work and love him, so he never asks for company and never messes around.

But he's also just a kid, and he needs company.

So he went back to his hometown and sought his only solace by himself.

Facing the difficult problem at the moment, he can also use the fastest thinking to turn to the solution, and only one sentence is needed:

"I'm a victim."

A person who was scolded by the whole network for disrespecting the disaster area is actually a victim who walked out of the disaster area.

There is nothing more ironic than this.

Fu Jingyan slowly closed his eyes.

There seemed to be heart-piercing cries in my ears: "Why did you survive, why, why did you survive, where is my family?"

He seemed to be in an endless prairie fire, seeing the collapsed family members of the victims rushing towards him with their teeth and claws open.

Ask him over and over again:

"Why you? Why only you?"

"Why is my son dead, but you are alive..."

The medical staff pulled the sluggish boy away and gently held him in his arms.

He sternly said to these family members: "I know that your family members are devastated, and we are also very sad, but this has nothing to do with the surviving children. Please calm down."

The emotionally broken family members were taken away by medical staff to comfort them.

The medical staff breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly looked at the teenager in her arms, her eyes froze.

He is so beautiful, like a delicate and transparent glass doll, the most beautiful child she has ever seen in her life.

But those beautiful eyes were empty and dull, staring blankly at the collapsed ruins.

It's like a fragile little chick finally found a place to rest and comfort, but his home is gone.

The medical staff were afraid to touch him.

I always feel that if I touch it, it will shatter.