The male god wants to remarry [Entertainment]

This news came too coincidentally. Bai Jinhe had just turned into Professor Bai, and then he was put on a battle suit, forced to press the keyboard, and began to point out the history of his seniors.

To put it bluntly, this is arrogant self-esteem and a great loss of popularity.To put it in Dali, it is arrogant, and does not pay attention to the entire literati circle.Although this matter is only a sign, if it is not responded to in time, it will snowball and become a more difficult problem.

But how to deal with it is even more urgent.

No one was more surprised than Bai Jinhe. He put the bowl in his hand on the table, took out his mobile phone, opened Weibo, glanced at the news, and couldn't figure it out. "Who did I scold?"

Ni Shanlan sat next to him, read a few Weibo posts together, and asked, "Have you received the script recently?"

"I just received a few books, but Zheng He said that there are no good books, and I just wanted to make his scenes, so I told Brother Rui and rejected those books." Bai Jinhe said with a bitter face, "I just said one thing 'Brother Rui, I have a better notebook here.'"

"It's not your problem." Ni Shanlan frowned, but comforted the other party, "Whether you agree or not, the other party will find a place to do something. You just refused, and there was no reaction time in between. , it’s not like being impulsive, but planning ahead.”

And this is what Ni Shanlan is really worried about.

Everyone wants to eat this piece of cake in the entertainment industry, but it is different from other circles, the changes here are too fast and frequent.Some newcomers may not be able to eat the next day after taking a bite of the cake.

Although there will be conflicts due to robbing resources, in terms of Bai Jinhe's current situation: First, he does not need to rob resources, all resources are given to him by Ni Shanlan.Second, most of the resources he occupies are technical, and the conflict is not strong.

Ni Shanlan always captures the king first when he captures the thief, but here he has a slight hesitation.

At this time, Zheng He said hesitantly, "Well... I took a look at Weibo again, and the netizens seem to have picked out the famous screenwriter. It should be Fang Lei."

With shame on his face, he apologized, "I'm the one who dragged you down."

"It has nothing to do with you." Bai Jinhe said, "They wanted to cheat me a long time ago, and I just happened to meet you."

"Indeed, it has nothing to do with you." Ni Shanlan echoed, "The other party is just pushing the boat to expose his identity. With Fang Lei's status, it can better set off Jin He's arrogance."

"In order not to have long nights and dreams, I'll send someone to take you to collect evidence." Ni Shanlan paused, and then said, "Until the truth comes out, you will stay at Shuyuan Hotel."

Not long after, Zheng He saw two rough figures enter the door, and before he could say hello, he saw them shouting at Bai Jinhe: "Brother!"

Bai Jinhe nodded tiredly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard to do things for big brother!"

Zheng He went out behind the two bodyguards, thinking to himself: What kind of boss is Bai Jinhe?

After the people left, Bai Jinhe slumped back on the sofa and asked suspiciously, "Is there any deep hatred between me and Fang Lei?"

"No." Ni Shanlan said, "It's not him, it should be the person behind him."

He turned to the other party, stared for a moment, finally raised his hand slowly, stayed in the air for a second, gently rubbed Bai Jinhe's hair, and quickly withdrew his hand before the other party's reaction came back to his senses.

But with a serious face, he said: "But since he is exposed in front of our eyes, we only need to see the tricks."

Seeing that his expression was relaxed, Bai Jinhe was no longer in a hurry, and rubbed his palm with a smile. Just as he was about to check Weibo again, Guo Rui called.

The other party's tone was a little anxious, "Xiaobai, have you read Weibo?"

"I just found out about this news." Bai Jinhe only said no to Guo Rui, fearing that the other party might misunderstand, he explained, "Brother Rui, don't worry, I know the news didn't come from you."

Guo Rui sighed, and said angrily, "One of the scripts was directly brought over by Fangyuan Studio. My friendship with the other party is not bad. I read the script well. I want to connect him and see if Huanshi can do it. I bought it. I didn't expect the other party to give me such a moth. Xiaobai, this time I am sorry for you."

Bai Jinhe heard the other party's remorse, and quickly comforted him, "This time it won't affect much, Brother Rui, don't worry, I'll post a Weibo to clarify."

After hanging up the phone, Guo Rui finally felt a little relieved. He felt relieved that the artist he brought was not only mature and sensible, but also able to share the worries of the elderly.

With a "ding" sound from the phone, Bai Jinhe's latest Weibo update popped up on the screen: [Congratulations to @给你灯火星空队 for winning the "Dawn" movie ticket and "Sound into the Ear" ticket, I will contact you via private message Pay丨Alipay account. 】Guo Rui: "..."

What is this clarification Weibo! !

After someone picked Fang Lei out, the other party sent a Weibo at the right time: [After a few years of cold windows, I lost to an actor and became popular every day] Although Fang Lei is a screenwriter, he often writes on the Internet. He is well-known in both circles. Lots of fans.After everyone saw Fang Lei's Weibo, they all ended up comforting him while tearing up Bai Jinhe.

[Some newcomers don't even have an award, so don't come out and make hot comments. 】【Wtmxs Professor Bai is so powerful, I give you the pen, can you write it?Fans of his family are ashamed to come out and wash the floor after seeing how steamed and boiled.It's too ridiculous. 】【Upstairs, I am a passer-by and not a fan, so I would like to remind you... eat melons rationally. 】【Fang Lei's Weibo was accused of commenting?How come there isn't a single negative comment?Where are Bai Jinhe's fans? 】【Go back upstairs, I was busy drawing Bai Jinhe's prize just now, and now I am busy envious of Tianxuan fans, I will come back to take care of Fang Lei later, please wait a moment. ] Passers-by and netizens followed in a daze, and sure enough, they saw Bai Jinhe posted the winning Weibo, fans were busy denouncing the fans of Tianxuan, and cheering at the same time.There is a sugar-coated shell that directly hits——

【@灯照你的星空大哥，Let’s discuss it.I'll give you double the money, and you give me the quota, can I get a signed photo instead? 】On the homepage of "Light Up Your Starry Sky", only three Weibo posts were posted, but there were quite a few likes, each of which was related to Bai Jinhe.But after the other party won the lottery, there was no reaction. Just when everyone was about to give up, they replied with a comment: [@灯灯你的星空Reply: No]

fan:"……"

He's a little underwhelmed.

Fang Lei's fans who were watching together were so angry that they could hardly catch their breath. They were out of breath, but here they didn't take Fang Lei seriously at all, and their teeth itched with hatred.

Bai Jinhe calculated that the time was coming, and he didn't want to worry about Fang Lei's mess. Before going offline, he went to private message to ask the winner's account number. Seeing that the sent message was still unread, he thought the other party was busy.

He closed Weibo, stood up and said with a smile, "It's almost time, I'll bring you a surprise."

Ni Shanlan was sitting upright, but clenched his hands on his knees. After hearing these words, he quickly agreed.

As soon as the people left, he quickly took out his mobile phone, and just opened the Weibo titled "Light Up Your Starry Sky", and was almost overwhelmed by the information in the upper right corner.

He turned off the message vibration and shot his eyes towards the door. Seeing that Bai Jinhe hadn't come back, he immediately sent a text message to his assistant, "Send me your address. After receiving the package, don't open it. Take it to the company for me."

Bai Jinhe walked over with a cardboard box in his arms with a wide smile on his face, walked up to the other party, bent down and handed the box to him.

"What is this?" The panic of being caught flashed across Ni Shanlan's heart, but there was no sign on his face, and he looked up at Bai Jinhe pretending to be calm.

A few bangs hung down on the forehead of the person opposite, blocking Yiyi's eyes, Ni Shanlan's mind seemed to flicker, and he took the paper box along the way.

"It's a gift for you." Bai Jinhe smiled embarrassedly, "After deducting the part of the remuneration from "Sound Into My Ears", there is not much money left, so I can only buy this for you .”

Ni Shanlan felt his heart lift instantly, and with excitement at his fingertips, he opened the packing box layer by layer. When a black ball was revealed, he paused for a moment, and the ending sound was filled with joy, "Star projector?"

Bai Jinhe picked up the remote control, dimmed the lights in the room, inserted the starry sky disc, and turned on the projector, "I'm so sorry to say that, I have been friends with you for so long, and I don't know what you like."

Floating and phantom galaxies hover above the head, and countless stars bring the past and the future together to form the Milky Way, lying across the sky.

Bai Jinhe looked up at the starry sky, turned his face, and asked softly, "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful." Ni Shanlan stared at it for a moment, lowered his eyes slightly, and said intently, "I like it very much."

"As long as you like it." Bai Jinhe smiled and said meaningfully, "The stars are beautiful too."

Ni Shanlan was stunned, his arm was touched, and the other party said, "There is a shooting star, hurry up and make a wish."

He looked at the people beside him, and they seemed to shine brighter under the projection of the stars.

Ni Shanlan closed his eyes slightly, not knowing what wish he had made.

The next second, the lights came on, and just as he was about to thank him, a bell rang quickly.

Bai Jinhe's lazy voice slid into his ears, "Okay, Brother Rui, I will post a clarification on Weibo right now, and I promise not to cause trouble."

He sat back on the sofa, just in time to see Zheng He sending a message of "fixed".

Little General Bai had just finished rewarding his creditors, and felt that he would have a few more days to spare in repaying the money, so he couldn't help happily going to meet the enemy.

He opened Weibo and found that after watching the starry sky for a while, Fang Lei's fans had already pointed their noses and cursed.He counted and found that he had committed at least ten crimes, and at least he had to die and apologize three times to make up for it.

But Little General Bai still had money in his pocket, and he was happy. He didn't care about Fang Lei's overwhelming sewage, and directly found the "shit 丨 no shit" news forwarding: [True or fake? #奇惊emoji#] Netizens who kept their sense were being scolded bloody by Fang Lei's fans. When they were about to fight back, they suddenly came across this Weibo, and almost laughed out loud: [Hahahahaha Baige looked at a loss: When did I say that? 】【My dog ​​head is rolling on the ground laughing, I just want to ask if the marketing account's face hurts?Is it okay to start editing on the spot? 】【Stop laughing!Brother Bai posted on Weibo again, what a big melon!belch. 】Fans directly clicked in, saw the latest Weibo, and were dumbfounded——

[@白锦荣: Do not participate in any plagiarized scripts. ] Netizens waited for a full two seconds before rushing into the comments to eat melons: [What do you mean?Why do I feel that Brother Bai has something to say? 】【Is this... an allusion to Fang Lei's plagiarism? 】

[Is there a class representative?I was distracted in Professor Bai's class just now, and now I look dazed!Urgent help! 】【Don't look for class representatives upstairs, the class monitor didn't understand anything! 】The fans of Fang Lei who chased after him saw this Weibo completely froze, and it took a while to react, remembering the hammer that Bai Jinhe had turned over before, they scrambled and scrambled together, and asked: "Brother Lei plagiarized? "

"Steady the overall situation first, I'll go ask Brother Lei what's going on."

Not long after, Fang Lei quickly posted an announcement on Weibo: [Please @白锦豪 immediately stop deleting remarks that ignore the facts and deliberately smear, otherwise they will be investigated strictly to the end. 】When the netizens saw this Weibo, their hearts turned cold, and they whispered: 【Bai Jinhe is out of play, it's okay to make jokes, but just talking about other people's works, isn't it too much? 】【Tsk tsk, the evil force feedback worked on the spot.Bai Jinhe is completely cold, he lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot, right? 】【...Upstairs, I see that you came back from Bai Jinhe, and I sincerely advise you to be cautious in your words and deeds. 】Fang Lei, who always pays attention to the news, saw this comment, and immediately clicked on Bai Jinhe's Weibo, and the other party directly threw out a picture, with only three words in the postscript: [Letter from Lawyer]

This lawyer's letter is not about Bai Jinhe, but about another person - Zheng He.

Netizens looked at the pictures, and when they saw the word Zheng He, they took a while to recall: [Isn’t Zheng He the plagiarist who made a fuss some time ago?Is this... another reversal? 】【Upstairs, I remember that Fang Lei beat Zheng He to death for plagiarism at that time. Could there be something inside?I have an immature guess: Could it be that the real plagiarist is not Zheng He, but Fang Lei?Dare not dare to think, I was stunned by my own brain hole. 】【Your brains are opening up too fast, I only have one question: If the guess is true, would Fang Lei surrender himself if he bumped his head on Bai Jinhe's hammer? 】【Hahahahaha surrender yourself, upstairs you are going to laugh me to death! 】The fluorescence of the screen was densely covered like needles, piercing Fang Lei's eyes, he couldn't help but close his eyes tightly, his heart thumped, and his back felt numb.

He gasped for breath, couldn't help swallowing, took out the phone with trembling hands, and typed tremblingly: "What should we do now?"

After a long time, two words appeared on the screen: "Waiting".