Zi Ying'er was surrounded by a group of reporters. Many of them leaned forward and stretched their arms as if they wanted to put the microphone into Zi Ying'er's mouth.
"Miss Zi Ying'er, did you really discuss the "Dark Night Script" with the director two months ago?"
"Ms. Zi Ying'er, may I ask why your male companion is not Mr. Zhang Shao, who has been wearing the same clothes as you recently? Did you and Mr. Zhang Shao deliberately not attend the meeting together to avoid suspicion?"
"Miss Zi Ying'er, you have been criticized for your poor acting skills in the two TV series you filmed this year. What is your response to this statement on the Internet?"
"Miss Zi Ying'er, according to insider reports, your facial features are all corrected, and your original appearance has been added. Is this true?"
The reporters' questions were very pointed.
If it were normal times, they would not dare to ask this kind of question to death, otherwise they would be dragged into a corner by the surrounding fans and bodyguards.
But fans are not allowed to come in today, and bodyguards are also outside the red carpet. All security work is handled by the organizer.
The on-site security personnel will not care about what reporters ask.
So, they poured out all the questions they usually wanted to ask.
Even if Zi Ying'er's answer is very tactful and official, they can still catch some flaws and write an eye-catching subtitle based on it, so as to make a huge impact!
Nowadays, many journalists, especially entertainment journalists, no longer care about the authenticity and social nature of their reports.
What they want is sales and profits, but people still like to see these.
Just as these reporters expected, Zi Ying'er's answer was perfect. She cleverly avoided those sharp questions and responded from the side.
At this moment, seven or eight more reporters gathered around.
Behind the reporter who was interviewing Zi Ying'er, these people gathered their strength and pushed their way through.
When the reporter in front was interviewing Zi Ying'er, his posture was leaning forward and there was basically no stability. At this time, he was suddenly pushed by many people and fell into the warning circle.
Several security guards and staff members nearby stepped forward to stop him, but most of them shouted "Don't mess around" and "Get out quickly" but made no move with their hands.
More than a dozen reporters fell forward and backward on the ground, and several stumbled and fell next to Zi Ying'er.
"sorry Sorry!"
A young reporter apologized loudly and waved his hands around.
Suddenly, he pinched the skirt of Zi Ying'er's evening dress, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he raised his arm slightly, trying to pull it down.
There was chaos all around, and no one noticed his little move.
He was secretly delighted, and quietly held the camera with one hand, preparing to take a photo of Zi Yinger's naked body while taking off her skirt.
At this chaotic moment, a big foot stepped on his palm and stamped down violently.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, and the reporter's wrist was deformed.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
The young reporter was stunned for a moment, his mind went blank, and then a sharp pain hit his mind, stimulating his brain nerves.
He couldn't hold the hem of Zi Ying'er's skirt, so he lay on the ground and started wailing. His red eyes squinted at the other companions, and an impassioned charge sounded in his heart.
Comrades, I sacrificed my life, and the rest will be left to you!
However, just when he was about to pass out from the pain, he heard a series of "pop! pop! pop...", a crisp and familiar sound of bone fractures.
Immediately afterwards, several of his companions all screamed like slaughtering pigs.
"Ahhhhh!!"
"It's broken, it's broken..."
"My hand, ah..."
Although the staff responsible for maintaining security at the red carpet accepted the benefits, when they saw all the people lying on the ground folding their hands, they turned pale with fright.
They didn't expect that just a small stampede would cause such a large number of casualties!
"Get out! Get up and get out!"
Several staff members dared to neglect their duties and quickly dispersed the reporter who had fallen to the ground.
They called over other colleagues and carried the journalist who had broken his hand away for treatment.
The scene was chaotic. Many celebrities were frightened and did not dare to stay at the interview stage. They all took a detour.
The instigator, Zhao Xianjun, stood at the side of the Binhai Grand Theatre, his originally excited face suddenly darkened to the extreme.
He didn't know why those people all failed.
They had obviously fallen beside Zi Ying'er, and a few of them even grabbed her skirt!
"why why!"
Zhao Xianjun was so angry that his teeth itched.
The female companion next to him was confused and asked in a sweet voice: "Oppa Xianjun, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, there was a good show to watch." Zhao Xianjun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Consider them lucky. Next time, I will never let them go easily!"
"Oppa, did someone offend you?" The female companion was confused. She followed Zhao Xianjun's gaze and saw a young man and woman walking towards the main entrance of the Marina Theater.
Suddenly, Zhao Xianjun's female companion's heart skipped a beat.
Zi Yinger!
Oh my God, Zhao Xianjun and Oppa actually made enemies with Zi Ying'er!
In the entertainment industry, all kinds of intrigues are common.
It's just that Zi Ying'er is well-known in the industry for being popular and is willing to promote her junior brothers and sisters.
When Zhao Xianjun first came to China, Zi Yinger seemed to have helped him and even invited him to her concert.
What happened between the two of them, that Zhao Xianjun actually showed such a fierce expression?
Zhao Xianjun's female companion is just a fifth-tier starlet, and she knows that she is pampering Zhao Xianjun just to gain some exposure for herself.
In fact, the two of them are not familiar with each other, they just had a few relationships.
The little actress has a clear heart and knows that she is purely new to Zhao Xianjun.
After a while, this playboy will fall in love with someone else and find another starlet to have an affair with.
Therefore, she must use all Zhao Xianjun's resources to build momentum for herself.
However, if Zhao Xianjun goes to war with Zi Yinger, then she will never have anything to do with Zhao Xianjun in the future.
After all, in the land of China, most of Zhao Xianjun's fans are schoolgirls and idiot fans, while Zi Ying'er's fan coverage and personal connections are much wider and more impressive than his.
When the masters fight, Xiami suffers.
Knowing that Zhao Xianjun can't fight, the little actress will never be able to advance or retreat with him.
"Xianjun Oppa, Zi Ying'er is very powerful, if you can't get along with her, you may suffer a loss!"
Although the little actress is very disdainful of Zhao Xianjun, she still has to pretend to work on the surface.
She lay half-lying in Zhao Xianjun's arms, spitting orchid, and said in a low voice: "Zi Ying'er is already in her thirties, and in a few years, she will be completely old and yellow.
By then, she will definitely be outdated and no one will care about her. But you are at your peak, and you can definitely surpass her!
People don’t want to see you unhappy, so just smile, people like to see you smile the most, you’re so handsome!”
"You little goblin, let's see if I don't eat you tonight!" Zhao Xianjun laughed and his mood improved.
"Then you have to stay with me tonight!" the little actress giggled, her charms full of charm.
"Let's go." Zhao Xianjun put his arms around the little actress's shoulders, quietly raised his middle finger to Zi Ying'er, turned around and left.
Ye Fan was less than ten meters away from Zhao Xianjun and saw his obscure movement at a glance.
"It's really him!" Ye Fan snorted lightly, "Because of me, even Zi Ying'er has a grudge against this Korean dog!"
"Ye Fan, what did you say?" Zi Ying'er guessed it, patted her breasts, and calmed down a little.
"It's nothing." Ye Fan smiled lightly, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Zi Ying'er quickly walked into the Marina Theater and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I was scared to death. When the reporters fell down just now, someone accidentally pulled my skirt. If I hadn't held it tightly, it might have been ripped off."
"Accidentally?" Ye Fan laughed, "Don't be stupid, someone deliberately arranged it."
"Huh!" Zi Ying'er was startled, and then asked in a low voice: "Zhao Xianjun?"
"Um."
"Do you have any evidence?" Zi Yinger's face looked a little ugly.
What Zhao Xianjun did was really disgusting.
If those people really took off her skirt, given her self-esteem, she might not have the face to continue in the entertainment industry.
Zi Ying'er cherishes her reputation very much, which is the basis for her career in the entertainment industry.
"Evidence?" Ye Fan said with a smile: "How do you think those people's hands were broken?"
"Did you do it?" Zi Ying'er was immediately shocked, "You... when did you step on their hands and break them? It's so... so cruel."
"Are you stupid?" Ye Fan rolled his eyes at Zi Ying'er, "If you hadn't stepped on their hands and broken them, you would have run away in public now!"
"..." Zi Ying'er had nothing to say, and then asked in a low voice: "Since you know they will attack me, do you have more direct evidence?"
"The direct evidence is very good!" Ye Fan pouted, "Those reporters must have received benefits. With a little guidance, they will confess."
"Hard to say."
"What's so hard to say?" Ye Fan said with a sideways smile, "If you use coercion and inducement, they will admit it. If you are embarrassed to do it, I can help you introduce a few people. They are experienced in doing this kind of thing."
"Li Group?" Zi Ying'er pursed her red lips, shook her head and sighed: "This is not good. Using black forces to coerce reporters is a taboo in our entertainment industry. Ye Fan, do you have any other ideas?"
"Is there any way?" Ye Fan touched his chin, "There is only one way, just bear with it! Next time Zhao Xianjun plans to harm you, be prepared in advance, maybe you can have first-hand evidence."
Zi Ying'er was a little scared, "I...how could I always be on guard against him? I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm afraid of thieves missing me. Ye Fan, what should I do?"
Without Mark, I would have been in trouble today.
When Zi Ying'er thought of the chaos just now, she couldn't help but feel scared.
"When the soldiers come, we will block the water and the soil. Don't have any contact with him in the future." Ye Fan shrugged helplessly, "Zi Ying'er, I can't always be by your side and guard you, so you can only rely on yourself."
"...Oh, okay."
Before she could figure out a solution, Zi Ying'er could only pretend that she didn't know what to do.