protect my love

The security guards acted quickly, but their main task was to catch the perpetrators rather than the person who was splashed with water in the middle.

In the end, the troops were divided into two groups. The tallest and strongest member of the group stood in front of Zi Mingjun, protecting his head and quickly led him inside, while the rest went to catch the reporter who disturbed the order.

Zi Mingjun followed, thinking about how to keep his dignity as much as possible.But he couldn't laugh, and he couldn't even fake a smile. The water splashed directly on his face just now, and now it's unclear whether the remaining tears were mixed with the tears from the physiological reaction.

But he had to pass the entire red carpet, under the watchful eyes of everyone, never felt that the red carpet had no end in the past.

This time he doesn't have to worry that no one wants to take pictures of him, the cameras on both sides are flashing, and some even chase after him to take pictures.

It is of course good to have less space in the newspaper, as Zhan Yijiang said, the good and the bad are all about exposure, you must first have it before you can seek good.

Finally, when he came to the end, under the guidance of the big security guard, he bypassed the signboard and took photos, and entered a temporary shed from behind.

There were a lot of people inside, all busy in their own way, and no one really noticed that he was in a mess dripping with water all over his body.

"You wait here."

Zi Mingjun said thank you, but in fact he didn't even know who said it to him.When he came back to his senses, even the big security guard had left, and he was alone, out of place with the busy crowd in the shed.

He was not familiar with the place where he was born, no one he knew was around, and he didn't bring his mobile phone with him.

His suit was so absorbent that he felt cold.

Finding towels here is unlikely, but borrowing some toilet paper shouldn't be too much of a stretch.

"Excuse me, can I borrow some paper?" The one closest to him was a foreign girl, and judging from the way she never left the walkie-talkie, she should be a field controller or something.

"Of course." She didn't realize until Zi Mingjun stretched out a wet hand into her sight, "Wait, are you the Chinese who was splashed with water?"

Zi Mingjun didn't have the nerve to take too many papers, so he just took off his coat and took those few papers to absorb the water that drenched his shirt on his chest.

"Well...if there's only one, yes."

This girl's voice was not low, and everyone around her could hear her shouting, and Zi Mingjun received dozens of people's sympathetic and complaining eyes one after another.

Presumably they are so busy now to deal with his emergencies.

"Excuse me, did I cause you a lot of trouble?" Zi Mingjun asked.

The field control girl was really busy, she quickly browsed a lot of emails in front of the computer, and only managed to answer Mingjun with a sentence: "No, this is our job, but it would be better if you can avoid being splashed with water .”

This was too euphemistic a sentence, Zi Ming didn't want to disturb her anymore, nodded, apologized again and sat back down.

Time has never been so long, and Zi Mingjun doesn't know who he can wait for here, he thinks of Bai Lianxi, because maybe that guy really listened to him and went to the Internet to watch the live broadcast, so that he might know what happened to him.Maybe he will call him desperately, even if he is transferred countless times in the middle, he must find a way to pass the voice over.

Xia Le was the last to arrive.This kid's English is not as good as his, and it was when he rushed into the shed anxiously that he attracted almost everyone's attention: "Brother Zi!"

"Yeah." Zi Mingjun was still sitting in the same place, his thin shirt was half dry.

"What's going on?" Seeing someone else, Xia Le finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to ask the whole story.

In fact, Mingjun only needs to describe it, but he can't remember anything, it happened too fast, and it took only a moment to smash the water bottle.

"I can't turn my head, I don't want to think about it."

Seeing his appearance, Xia Le became even more anxious, insisting on dragging him out: "Go outside first, it's sunny, so it's warmer."

It's summer now, everyone is wearing thin clothes, and no one can take off a piece to wear for Zi Mingjun. The difference between places in the UK with the sun and places without the sun can be five degrees Celsius.

Zi Mingjun went out with him, it was indeed warmer.

"Brother Zi, why are you so wet?"

This is very outrageous. In all these years of red carpet culture, where has anyone been drenched?

It's weird.

There is a lawn outside the shed, and there are quite a lot of people.Zi Mingjun shook his head and didn't say anything, it was obvious that he hadn't recovered yet.

Xia Le was in a hurry, so she could only accompany her first.

After a while, the words Ming all opened their lips, but there was no sound when they opened and closed.

"what?"

"Mobile... Is my mobile phone with you?"

It's a bit like a child who asks his parents for anything. Brokers are like parents to practitioners in the entertainment industry.

What else can he do now except call Zhan Yijiang?

"Yes, here I am." Xia Le hurried to look through the bag.

Before Zi Mingjun got the phone, he wondered if Zhan Yijiang had already heard the news, and called him more than a dozen times, and was very anxious because he didn't reply in time.

But there was nothing, not even a spam message.

This is expected, maybe Xunxing hasn't received the news yet.

"Did Brother Zhan contact you?" Zi Mingjun asked Xia Le.

Also, maybe the signal here is not good, so I didn't receive the message from Brother Zhan.

"No." Xia Le replied cautiously.

"Well, then I'll call him now." Press the name in the address book to feel real. The other party answers the call very quickly. As long as the call is within three seconds, the ringtone will not be left until fourth second.

It's a pity that the actual situation is that Zhan Yijiang is likely to be sleeping, exercising, or having a meeting, in short, it is a place where he cannot answer the phone immediately.

Mingjun pressed the words expressionlessly, and did not type a second time.

"Do you want to call again?"

"Brother Zhan will get back to me when he sees it."

"Then let's go back to the hotel first, shall we?"

Even if you don't go back to the hotel, you can't continue to participate in the event. This incident happened to an individual. Maybe it just takes some time to wait for the clothes to dry, but it doesn't happen on this occasion.

"I was walking well just now. A reporter called my name. We are from China. After the call, he called me twice, then said I was shameless, and then hit me with a water bottle. I don't know him. I provoked him to provoke him, why?"

Zi Mingjun suddenly spoke up, retelling the story from his perspective.

Well now, he found that what Xia Le didn't know, he also didn't know.

"You said... Now that the Internet is so developed, the country should already know it." Zi Mingjun also spelled it out since he was black. .”

"impossible."

"Then there may be more serious things waiting for me." Zi Mingjun is quite calm now, and the conclusion drawn from his calmness is very realistic and cruel.

Xia Le fell silent, and tried to say some comforting words, but found that these unconvincing sentences were completely blocked by the characters.

Just now Zi Mingjun was still thinking about whether to contact Wei Yu, maybe she would be willing to help.

"Hi, it's Mr. Zi, right? You can go back to the hotel to rest, and we will contact you and your agency as the situation unfolds." It was the field controller who had borrowed some paper from him just now.

Ziming said thank you.

"You go down the road to the parking lot, and there are some cars available there."

It's so boring to be stuck here, it's better to go back earlier.

It won't take too long to go back to the hotel from here. On the way, Zi Mingjun called Zhan Yijiang several times, but no one answered.

"Well, isn't Wei Yu here today?" Xia Le reminded.

"She was at the venue with her dad, and probably didn't know what happened."

"Then, call the company first and ask."

"Ah."

In fact, the easiest way to know the situation is to log in to any news software.

Zi Mingjun had thoughts in his heart, he would rather go around and ask around.

"Xia Le, help me take off the necklace, it's too cold."

Xia Le helped him take it off, but he didn't even look at it, and put it in his trouser pocket.

Of course, Zi Mingjun's cell phone contained the landline numbers of several departments in the company, so he picked the Propaganda Department which was the easiest to take over the current situation, and called.

"Hello, Xunxing Entertainment Publicity Department."

Zi Ming couldn't tell who was answering the phone: "Hello, is Zhan Yijiang in the company?"

This is such a stupid question.

"Zhan Yijiang? Wait a minute." The other party probably didn't know who was on the phone.

Zi Mingjun waited for a long time, and the call was transferred away. He thought he would hear Brother Zhan's voice after a while, but after waiting for a long time, the phone hung up automatically, and Zhan Yijiang didn't pick it up.

"I did not answer."

Xia Le nodded silently, with an anxious expression as if hating herself for not being able to help.

"Actually... If you are brave enough, go and check Weibo for me. I can guarantee that I will be on the hot search again."

It has been nearly two hours since the water-splashing incident. If there is any previous situation to pave the way, it will be at least half a day and more than two or three days.

"Brother Zhan just doesn't want to answer my calls, and neither does Xunxing." Zi Mingjun didn't shy away from it at all, "I used to be a bomb, but now that the bomb went off, I'm a big trouble."

"Brother Zi..." What kind of bomb and what kind of trouble, Xia Le didn't know what it was referring to.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Zi Mingjun wanted to open the software, but his eyes became more and more blurred, something was blurred in front of him, he blinked, and two lines of tears ran down his cheeks before he finished.

"What's wrong with me? I just fell in love with someone. Why should they?" From whispering to venting unreservedly, the words were extremely painful, and the meaningless crying became more piercing. Emotions surged up all of a sudden, trying to drown him here.

"Brother Zi..." My favorite character, Mingjun, has never been mentioned before, and this is the first time Xia Le has heard of it, so maybe he doesn't know how to tell Zi Mingjun, it's okay, it's not your problem, it will pass , the ending will be on the side of justice, peaceful and complete.

Trembling fingers pressed on the screen, and it was not difficult to find his name in the hot search on the first screen.

【Zi Mingjun's Boyfriend #HOT】

[Zi Mingjun was splashed with water on the London red carpet #NEW]

[Whether same-sex wedding rings are the same]

Xia Le had reason to be confused, but he couldn't.

Because every word about him represents those unforgettable pictures, which are still vivid in my mind.

Zi Mingjun clicked on a topic at random, and the photos full of screens could not be more authentic evidence.

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