However, neither Ye Wan nor Ye Wan's studio made any response to Chen Boyu's studio's protest and the passionate abuse from countless netizens on Weibo.
On the one hand, I thought she was panicking and was looking for connections in private.
On the other hand, I felt that the other party was so arrogant that he had no intention of responding at all.
Chen Baiyu and Sister Qin had a good analysis.
At ten o'clock on Monday morning, Chen Baiyu was discharged from the hospital.
The wound on the head was not big to begin with, but it took two days to stop bleeding and scab, so there was no need to wrap it with gauze.
But in order to appear more serious when appearing in front of the media, Chen Baiyu kept the gauze.
When Sister Qin came in, she brought the stylist with her.
No instructions were needed, the stylist opened the makeup box with ease and started styling Chen Boyu.
His originally good complexion turned into a sallow yellow with bluish black after the foundation was applied, and he looked haggard due to excessive blood loss and not having rested for several days.
Blow your hair, it looks messy yet handsome, but it makes you look a little more decadent.
When you put on a custom-made suit, the person in the mirror immediately changes his appearance.
To put it nicely, he is a melancholic male god.
To put it bluntly, he is just a beast in disguise.
"I just saw it when I came in. There were about a dozen media. Except for the ones we usually cooperate with a lot, the others all came spontaneously."
Following Chen Baiyu into the elevator, Sister Qin said in a deep voice: "When the time comes, your words should be more ambiguous. Anyway, it is an indisputable fact that you were injured, and Ye Wan has no defensible reason. By then, public opinion will change. After fermentation, if there are trolls and black fans again, you can be completely clean this time. Then we..."
As soon as the word "cleanse" came out, Chen Boyu noticed that Chen Baiyu had a bad look on his face.
Sister Qin quickly changed her words and said: "The male lead in Mr. Wang's popular TV series must be fine. Let's go back to the other scripts and carefully select them. We will put on a few more variety shows. We are not afraid that we will not be able to return to our former glory. Just one... play Gui Wan, you have some idea in your mind, don’t overdo it!”
Knowing what Sister Qin meant, Chen Baiyu nodded.
Glancing at the floor, Chen Baiyu seemed to have remembered something, and turned back to ask Sister Qin, "Have you heard about it? Which Buddha is behind Ye Wan?"
"I didn't find out."
She couldn't stop feeling angry when this matter was mentioned. Sister Qin said with a puzzled face: "I asked many people in the circle, but they don't know the details of Ye Wan. It seems that she really relied on her strength to reach this point. Like today."
Rely on strength?
Chen Baiyu sneered.
Which female star relies on her ability to be seen by the director and remembered by the audience for three to five years, and then gradually climbs to the first, second and third tier?
Like Ye Wan, who emerged from live PK, broke into the entertainment industry with the reputation of Feitian Sister, and became the heroine of Golden Deer in just one year?
Chen Boyu doesn't know whether others believe it or not.
Anyway, he definitely doesn't believe it.
They say flies don't bite seamless eggs. Since Ye Wan has a gap, sooner or later she will have to pry her open!
My heart was burning, but the expression on my face was even more gloomy.
The moment the elevator door opened, Chen Baiyu lowered his head, the gloomy look on his face disappeared, and replaced with full anger.
"Actor Chen, could you please tell me what caused the dispute between you and Ye Wan?"
"Chen Yingdi, apart from Ye Wan being a woman, is there any other reason why you don't fight back?"
"Actor Chen..."
Kankan walked out of the door of the inpatient department, and at the foot of the steps, a group of reporters and cameramen with microphones and cameras rushed up.
Many of them were holding up their mobile phones, and a live broadcast was on at the other end.
It’s one day closer to Wan Geng, and my head hurts!