protect my love

The night before Zi Mingjun's departure, he called Xia Le to help pack his luggage.

This is a technical job that sounds simple, at least Zi Mingjun himself is not good at it.Men's dresses are much simpler than women's dresses, which are made of diamonds, tulle, and occasionally decorated with special materials. You only need to pay attention to special decorations and fold them according to the lines.

"I've packed it." Xia Le closed the box, very proud.

Looking at a suitcase that is quite upright, it is full of clothing and daily necessities that were spread out on a whole bed just now.

"No, put the formal clothes alone." Zi Mingjun only glanced at it, and his eyes did not reveal the praise that Xia Le imagined.

This was a very low-level mistake, and Xia Le himself realized it, and opened the box without saying a word, took the formal suit and changed the layout.Close it again.

Zi Mingjun sat at the other end of the big bed, and he never left his phone except for that one glance. It should be business to look at his expression and typing speed.

"Xia Le, turn on the TV, the remote control is on your side."

Xia Le was seriously thinking about how to pack the four sets into another smaller suitcase without being squeezed, when the remote control was touched and opened.

As soon as the TV screen lit up, a movie was playing inside, which was not what Mingjun was looking for.

Seeing that Xia Le was busy, Zi Mingjun went over to tune the channels by himself. After tuning, he found that there were only five channels in total, all of which were playing movies and TV dramas.

In this way, I had to connect to Bluetooth and cast the phone screen to the screen.

After a while, the originally pitch-black screen suddenly became lively. The screen was a live broadcast of a certain event, and the camera was facing a large exhibition board. Xia Le recognized the small sign on it as a famous film festival in China.

"Wow, is the award presented today?"

"Hmm." Zi Mingjun didn't seem to have time to explain, he borrowed Xia Le's cell phone to turn on the camera, pointed at the screen, and didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Huh?!" Xia Le was suddenly excited, "Isn't this Brother Feng?"

"Yes, today is his important day."

It is not difficult to imagine that the various media have already written the news in advance, and while watching the live broadcast, their fingers are hovering over the send button, waiting for the results to come out.

Zi Mingjun took a few pictures on the screen, except for Zheng Feng, there was no aesthetic feeling at all in the picture, it seemed to be normal at home, so he took a picture casually.

Zhan Yijiang sent him the text part early, and the photos are also available. He is only one step away from saying the congratulations.

On the screen, Zheng Feng is wearing a white formal suit, and the shirt is very dark gray, maybe black.In short, he is like a prince charming, smiling formally, he must be very excited.

He stood in front of the exhibition board, and there were a lot of media photographing him, and the shutter was pressed tightly, and it took half a minute to stop.

The hostess next to him brought golden paint pens, and Zheng Feng signed his name and was photographed for half a minute. They all came at the standard of high-definition headlines.

After signing it to find the host, the two of them stood together on the small stage at the side, smiling politely.

Zi Mingjun looked out of the camera, and felt that it should be called a tacit smile.

"Zheng Feng is too handsome today." The interaction here is to warm up the scene, and it is mostly casual greetings. The host is very professional, neither artificial nor bland.

"Thank you, sister Xuan." Zheng Feng answered normally.

"What do you expect from yourself today?"

"I have worked hard when it is time to work hard. In theory, today is the time for the result." Zheng Feng crossed his hands in front of him, "But no matter what the result is, being shortlisted is already a great affirmation of me, thank you!"

"Is this role the most challenging one?"

These kinds of questions that require comparison are popular, but no one really expects the other party to rank them in order.Just follow the process, and change the circle of the method.

Zheng Feng roughly said that it was difficult for me at the time, but after I really conquered it, I still have to look forward, and so on.

The host also didn't want to embarrass the popular actor, the time was almost up, and when the next guest was about to come, she finally asked a question: "Then what do you expect from yourself this year?"

Zheng Feng looked far away and thought for a while. There is still more than half a year left in this year, but there is not much to say: "Work hard and live well, let's go to the next level."

It's very empty, but I can't pick anything.

The host let him go, and he just disappeared from the camera.

"Brother Feng will win the actor today." Xia Le carefully put away the clothes, and sat watching with Zi Mingjun.

"If you don't give this award to him, you won't be able to give it to others."

"why?"

Ziming listed the five candidates one by one, one was exposed to extremely bad news last month, two entries were not satisfactory, and the other was not popular with the audience.

"The popularity of the audience?" Xia Le thought he heard it wrong, "Does the popularity of the audience have a lot to do with the awards?"

Generally speaking of course not, but tonight's award as the only one with 40.00% of online votes, yes, it's important.

"My senior brother is worthy of the name." Zi Mingjun still watched the interviews of the follow-up guests seriously, but he was not interested.

Xia Le couldn't stay idle, and went to look for the online voting data. Within a few minutes, he handed it to Zi Mingjun with surprise on his face: "Why is Brother Feng so far behind?"

Zi Mingjun was taken aback for a moment, and said indifferently: "No way, there is really no suspense for him this year."

"No, look!" Xia Le almost died of anxiety.

Zi Mingjun went to look at the data Xia Le found.The official thoughtfully made a real-time bar chart to distinguish the high and low winners.

As far as data is concerned, it is cold and ruthless, and there is no room for ambiguity.The facts are there, and there is only suspicion that the data corresponding to the previous candidates is wrong.

Five people, five pieces of data, three of which are quite satisfactory, each accounting for 12.00% to [-]%.The remaining two are really wonderful.

Xu was approaching the results announcement, the update frequency was set to every 2 minutes, Zi Ming took some luck and swiped down the screen, the updated data was even more surprising.

Those two data not only did not narrow the distance, but also stretched it further.

The short one is the popular contestant Zheng Feng, with less than 8% of votes left, even the one who went out whoring and was photographed by the paparazzi last month still has 11.8%.

How is this going?

The characters are already being refreshed, but the fact that Zheng Feng has the lowest vote rate is there, and there is no way to refute it.

problem occurs.

This was his first reaction. Although he didn't know what it was, but the impact was so great in a short period of time, it was probably a matter of moral principles.And Gao Shenghui, who was originally the least favored in the voting stage of netizens, actually became the one with the highest percentage of votes. The same influence, one positive and one negative, maybe he and Zheng Feng are two parties involved in the same incident.

He is not familiar with Gao Shenghui, but he still understands Zheng Feng.So he immediately thought of his weakness, his fiancée Xiaoyun.

"My God, what the hell is going on." Xia Le still sighed from the side.

"Go and search online." It's not that Mingjun joins in the fun, he really needs to know.

Since the source is the Internet, it is naturally the most logical to find the context on the Internet.

But truth is more important than self-contained logic.

Zi Mingjun quit the screencasting and called Zhan Yijiang.He must know, even if he didn't understand it from beginning to end, he must have heard about it.

"Brother Jan."

"Well, what happened?"

"Zheng Feng, he..."

"You don't want to talk about him anywhere, not anywhere." Zhan Yijiang interrupted him with an extremely firm attitude.

If you react immediately like this, you know the inside story.

"I know." Of course, Zi Mingjun would not express his position in a muddle-headed manner. He first assured Zhan Yijiang before asking, "Why did this happen?"

The number one seed player who was unanimously approved by inside and outside the circle in the past suddenly fell from the altar. At least in the eyes of the online audience, he became mud rotten on the soles of his shoes.

"It's really a pity." It's rare for Zhan Yijiang to comment so regretfully, "I don't know who was shady, but it's probably Gao Shenghui. Look at the votes, it's almost 40%."

What's wrong with this?Zi Mingjun knows less about things that he doesn't care about than the people who eat melons.

Zhan Yijiang continued, basically telling what he knew: "Actually, a few days ago, some low-level gossip magazines began to pave the way, saying that Zheng Feng had a woman, but no one took it seriously. Then there was a mainstream media yesterday. The entertainment section said that Gao Shenghui's wife cheated, and that's nothing. No, I mean it has nothing to do with the current situation. But this morning, someone revealed that Gao Shenghui's wife cheated on Zheng Feng, and the entire page was posted by dozens of entertainment accounts. It exploded right away."

Ming finished listening to the words quietly, with no expression on his face.

Zheng Feng must not be that kind of person. Anyone who has seen him look at Xiaoyun's eyes must know it. The problem is that most people don't know it.

"This is really unjust, is there any evidence?"

"The kiss photo has a positive face, although there is a possibility of borrowing a seat."

"No video?"

"No video."

"That's okay, now that Zheng Feng has announced his fiancée, if it's done well, it can turn the tide." Zi Mingjun thought about it for a while, and felt that the practicality is quite strong.

"Where can I find a fiancée?" Zhan Yijiang followed his advice, and when he asked a question, Zi Mingjun was taken aback for a moment, "Besides, he said he didn't have a girlfriend last week, so he will have a fiancée this week?"

"He...has a fiancée." Zi Mingjun suddenly realized that Zheng Feng really protected Xiaoyun very well.

"What?" Zhan Yijiang obviously heard this for the first time, "He has a fiancee, how do you know?"

"I found out by chance." Zi Mingjun was unwilling to explain too much on this issue, "Then what should we do now, the percentage of online votes is so high.

Zhan Yijiang sighed: "There is no other way."

What a regrettable sentence, and it is so powerless to say it.

In a short period of time, netizens will not change their votes until decisive evidence comes out, and it is not so easy for people who are angry to listen to other opinions.

'Distressed' Gao Shenghui probably felt quite a lot.

Zi Mingjun hung up the phone and recast the live broadcast to the TV.

Xia Le also finished the first round of investigation, and said angrily, "What are you saying that brother Ying kissed Gao Shenghui's wife, and you're talking nonsense if you don't know."

When Zheng Feng walked the red carpet just now, he was so heroic and energetic.But thinking about it again, does the slightly pursed lips represent restraint, and isn't the hands in front of the body a typical defensive posture?

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