She just doesn't have enough viable works, so the stickiness of fans is not high. They are like a handful of loose sand, easy to gather and easy to disperse.
Gu Jingting said slowly, "Then focus more on work and less on making money."
Song Qiao felt a little weird when she heard this sentence. She couldn't help but retort, "I want to make money, and I get it through hard work. What's the problem?"
"If you could not think about money while working, maybe you would be a three-time Best Actress by now." Gu Jingting said.
He has seen Song Qiao's acting skills, and he really has nothing to say. In fact, it is much better than many famous actors now. As for why he is not famous yet, I am afraid it is because of too many evil intentions.
Song Qiao felt more and more that Gu Jingting was mocking him.
She turned her head and said coldly, "Do you think my mind is not right?"
Gu Jingting's hand on the steering wheel paused slightly. He didn't expect Song Qiao's mind to be so sharp. He just said a few words casually and realized what he really meant.
"I didn't." He denied.
Song Qiao was not stupid. Just by looking at the slight change in his expression, she knew that she had guessed it right. Anger suddenly rushed into her mind. She was so angry that she calmed down.
But when he spoke again, his tone was already ridiculing, "I didn't expect that as a bodyguard, you have a noble temper. You have begun to dislike me for being greedy for money."
"In this case, how about you work for me for free and don't ask for a salary? After all, you have to focus on your work and stop thinking about making money."
Gu Jingting choked two sentences in succession. He frowned slightly and felt a little unhappy.
He was just giving some advice and had no other intention. Song Qiao was so good, why did he suddenly lose his temper?
"Are you angry with me?" Gu Jingting asked back.
Song Qiao felt that the anger in her mind had burned to her insides. This question was interesting. He had so blatantly disliked her. How could he still not make people angry?
Song Qiao felt that the fact that he didn't tell him to get out now was the result of his efforts to restrain himself.
She sneered and crossed her arms, "No, how dare I."
This was obviously an irony. Gu Jingting frowned deeper and was too lazy to pay attention to her inexplicable mood. The car was silent for a while.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped downstairs. Song Qiao opened the door first and went out. Before leaving, he glanced at Gu Jingting coldly and said, "You can go live outside today."
She was afraid that if she saw this terrible man hanging in front of her eyes, she would be tempted to strangle him to death.
Wherever Gu Jingting goes, is he not being supported? Now that he has been shunned without saying a word, he still wants to drive him away. Naturally, he will not turn around and leave without saying a word.
The car disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, and Song Qiao was so angry that she kicked him hard in the direction he was walking.
Miscalculation, I should have let him get out of the car just now.
Song Qiao stood there, took a few deep breaths to calm down, then turned and went upstairs.
As soon as she entered the door, Qiqi and Xiaotang ran out from inside and jumped on her, "Mommy, you are finally back." They looked outside the door, "Where is the bodyguard uncle?"
Song Qiao felt bad when she thought of Gu Jingting, "I let him go and will call him back when necessary."
She said it in an understatement, but the two little guys keenly sensed that something was wrong with Song Qiao's mood, and her tone of voice sounded a bit gritty.
If nothing else, they should have had a quarrel.
Qiqi and Xiaotang were happy to see this situation. After all, the bodyguard looked like he was planning something against Mommy, so it was best to get out as soon as possible.
Momo walked out of the house with her cell phone in hand and asked repeatedly, "Where's Weibo? Have you gone to clarify?"
Song Qiao patted his head, feeling angry for a moment.
She was so busy arguing with Gu Jingting that she forgot to clarify the video. She quickly took out her phone and said, "I'm going now. You go contact the hot pot restaurant and see if you can get their surveillance video."
"I observed the surrounding situation and saw there was surveillance over there."
Otherwise, Song Qiao would not dare to let Gu Jingting take action.
Momo heard this and gave her a thumbs up, "Have you expected this to happen? OK, Qiaoqiao, you are mature now and already know how to avoid risks."
"Thank you, thank you."
Song Qiao responded, and when she logged into Weibo and was about to edit, she found that something seemed wrong with her comments. The third hot comment was actually for her?
She blinked and looked carefully to make sure she wasn't dazzled.
Love Qiaoqiao Ten Thousand Years: [You brainless idiots, if you don’t listen to the wind here, it will be rain. Open your eyes and see the evidence clearly!]
A link is attached below.
Song Qiao clicked on it and found that it was the entire video of her conflict with the man in the hot pot restaurant. From beginning to end, there was no editing.
Her heart trembled slightly as she realized something.
Continuing to scroll down, the comment area is no longer filled with all kinds of insults and attacks on her as before, but a small number of figures have begun to be active in it.
They tried hard to leave messages and explain the ins and outs. Under the angry curses, they tried hard to explain seriously. Some of them refused to listen to the explanation and continued to open the mic, and they also threw back their insults.
In the huge team of anti-fans, these figures are too small.
Just like a stream facing the ocean, it is extremely easy to be submerged, but they try hard to stand up and splash water, trying to be seen by others.
Song Qiao's eyes suddenly became so painful that she lowered her head and shouted in a trembling voice, "Momo..."
Momo was still busy contacting the hot pot restaurant, when she suddenly heard this voice, her heart skipped a beat, thinking that something big had happened on the Internet again, and Song Qiao couldn't bear it anymore.
She quickly put down what she was doing and came over, "I'm here, I'm here, don't be afraid, I'll solve it for you if you need anything, don't cry."
"No..." Song Qiao said with a strong nasal voice.
She raised her head and looked at Momo with tears in her eyes, crying and laughing, "I seem to have fans."
Song Qiao turned the phone screen to Momo, lowered his voice and said carefully, "Look, they are talking to me and helping me charge into the battle."
Momo paid close attention and soon saw the people she was talking about among the many comments.
She screamed, rubbing her eyes in disbelief, and then suddenly hugged Song Qiao tightly, "Ah! I am really your fan! You did it, you really did it!"
"Yes!" Song Qiao hugged her back.
What she had been looking forward to for a long time finally came true today.
"Quick, quick, hurry up and say something." Momo thought of something, "As the rightful owner, you can't just let the fans charge in front!"
Song Qiao nodded, edited it repeatedly for a long time, and finally sent out a sentence seriously.
"Thank you for believing in me. We are thousands of miles across the galaxy and we will meet at the top."