Information about Song Qiao's every move has been constantly spread on the Internet, and the curses have been overwhelming. Song Qiao's previous photos and her former school were even posted, and there were even messages saying.
"Song Qiao is from the same university. She had bad conduct and was expelled from the school in her sophomore year."
"Yes, this Song Qiao is from the class next to mine. He used to be very ugly, but now he must have had plastic surgery."
"I often see her wearing slutty clothes and getting in and out of various luxury cars. She must have been hired. It turns out that she has become a star now. This kind of person should get out of the entertainment industry and stop being disgusting."
The comments on the Internet were like huge rocks, overwhelmingly hitting Song Qiao.
She forced herself not to watch or think too much, and rushed to the set every day as usual, but those online fans were obviously unwilling to give up easily.
"Pah——"
As soon as Song Qiao got out of the car, a shadow volleyed into her shoulder. After a crisp sound, a strong fishy smell quickly spread out. It turned out to be a rotten egg.
"You bitch, get out of the entertainment industry!"
As an angry shout rang out, dozens of anti-fans who had been waiting on the set instantly swarmed over.
Momo was so frightened that she turned around to protect Song Qiao, "What do you want to do? I have already called the police."
"Beat her to death. Being a mistress is not a good thing."
The anti-fans were so excited that they couldn't hear Momo's words at all. In the chaos, countless rotten eggs mixed with other things were thrown at them, barely missing the two of them.
Song Qiao had no choice but to escape. Just as she was trying to break through, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure rushing towards her like crazy, holding a bottle filled with liquid in her hand.
Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and an inexplicable sense of crisis crept up her back.
At the same time, the man poured the liquid in this direction: "Go to hell!"
Song Qiao exclaimed: "Get out of the way!"
She dragged Momo to dodge together, but the anti-fans didn't give her any room to avoid, and even deliberately pushed her towards that person.
Song Qiao's heart was beating wildly, fear and despair emerged at the same time.
She closed her eyes subconsciously.
Then, a huge force suddenly hit her, and she was pulled out a few steps. When she opened her eyes again, the liquid had been poured onto the ground, making a "sizzling" sound.
The person who threw things was also subdued to the ground by a bodyguard in black clothes.
Song Qiao subconsciously raised her head, and happened to see the side face of the man beside her wearing a silver mask. The sunlight hit his chin, refracting the dazzling light, making it impossible for her to look directly.
"Call the police and charge her with intentional injury." The man's cold voice sounded, with an invisible chill.
Momo stood aside in a daze. Hearing this, he took a moment to react and quickly took out his mobile phone to make a call.
The man took Song Qiao out, and the anti-fans wanted to stop him, but the aura around him was so strong that they didn't dare to make any more trouble. They hesitated for a moment and left unwillingly.
"A vixen can seduce men." In the silence, someone cursed in a low voice.
Song Qiao pursed her lips and dug her fingertips into her flesh.
After the black fan finished leaving, she was about to say thank you when she found that the man was still holding her wrist, so she broke away and whispered: "Thank you just now..."
At this moment, Momo's phone call suddenly came in.
Song Qiao picked it up and listened to her say: "Qiao Qiao, I just got a notice... Your recent film contracts and endorsements have all been terminated. The online commotion is too serious, and they don't want to take the risk."
Song Qiao felt a sudden feeling of powerlessness in her heart. Her mood, which had just improved slightly, fell to the bottom again.
After a long while, she whispered: "Yes, I understand."
"You'd better be careful when going out recently. You're lucky today. If something happens next time, you'll be in trouble." Momo paused for a moment and then said: "Also, I have something else to tell you.
...SG and Hailan Xingyun Film and Television invested 500 million to jointly produce a major costume IP "Han Palace Moonlight", and the female lead will not be surprised
It's Rong Luoyin. The male lead is knocking the actor Qin Fei. This drama is definitely a hit. It's very well-funded and the post-production promotion is fierce. In the past few days, many SG actresses have auditioned.
Well, even if you win the role of second girl, third girl, and fourth girl, you can still gain enough popularity and your net worth will definitely double..."
Momo said in a low voice, "I just found out this from my friend today..."
Song Qiao's fingers holding the phone trembled... and she slowly lowered her eyes.
She is the only one who doesn't know such an important thing.
She raised the corners of her lips and said, "Momo, I'm sorry, it was me who failed to live up to expectations, and I also caused you trouble."
Momo immediately retorted, "Don't say that. If you have any regrets, blame me. If you don't have the ability, how can you not be popular just because of your looks and acting skills?"
Many of SG's dramas are invested by Lu, and Lu Yi can send her career into the abyss with just one word.
But this time, it was obvious that someone wanted to hold her to death.
She didn't even take the initiative to provoke them, so why couldn't they let her go?
Helplessness, anger, and hatred welled up in my heart.
"Momo, is there any way?" She couldn't continue like this. Facing the high liquidated damages, Qiqi's illness could no longer wait. She needed money. Thinking of her well-behaved and lovely daughter, Song Qiao whispered.
She said, no matter what method, she wanted to try it.
Although she didn't want to be in the same drama as Rong Luoyin, she had to say that this drama was her only chance.
"I'll give it a try." Momo said.
After hanging up the phone, Song Qiao looked out the window, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally settled on Gu Dajing.
It would be great if Gu Dajing was rich, so she wouldn't have to worry about her daughter's medical expenses.
