Shen Wenqian honked his horn in a hurry, muttering something "trash, shame in the music industry."
Ruan Qi felt something was wrong since she saw the group of reporters just now. Seeing Shen Wenqian scolding like this, she felt even more confused.
"Brother Chen, has there been any changes in the public opinion online?"
Shen Wenqian, staring at the red light as if looking at his enemy, said 'um' with anger.
"Just half an hour ago, Fei Sheng liked the Weibo post that said you had a shady story about winning the award."
Scattered sound?
Ruan Qi was stunned for a moment, "I seem to have heard of this name somewhere..."
"Of course you have heard it." Shen Wenqian sneered, "Previously, Fei Sheng and Wei Song were called the two major gold medals in the Chinese anthem. However, later, paparazzi revealed that he had cheated during marriage and his reputation plummeted. There are always people online who take him and Teacher Wei Song made a comparison. But I have to say that in terms of character, he can’t even compare to Teacher Wei’s hair!”
Ruan Qi agreed with this and nodded in agreement.
"But Brother Chen, Fei Sheng and I have no grudges, how could he like my negative information?"
"I don't know." Shen Wenqian turned the steering wheel and turned the car onto the avenue, "It may be because he was taking advantage of the popularity, or because he was instructed by some people."
Instruction?
Ruan Qi thought for a moment, "Are you talking about Cheng Yan?"
Shen Wenqian didn't answer, but just smiled coldly.
Although Fei Sheng's reputation plummeted, his status in the music industry is there, and ordinary people can't help him.
Except for the third lady of the Cheng family, Cheng Yan.
When Ruan Qi heard Shen Wenqian's sneer, her guess in her heart became more certain.
Her eyes slowly turned cold, and her slightly cool eyes fell through the window and fell on the reporters outside.
Bang —!
With a loud bang, the security door of the guard room shook twice.
The guard was startled and quickly took out the walkie-talkie and shouted at the young guards outside: "Hurry up! Surround the doors and windows! Don't let them smash the windows!"???.
As soon as he finished speaking, a stone hit the window glass with a "clang" sound.
"Baby, let me go!" The guard's accent came out with anger.
He took out the baton and gestured out the window, "What are you doing! A group of people bullied a little girl, and they were looking for a slap!"
Unfortunately, the threat from the guards did not play any role, and the reporters were still trying to open the window and crawl in.
Fei Sheng liked Ruan Qi’s Weibo with insider information about winning the award, which was simply big news.
If they could ask Ruan Qi what news, they might have seen this nineteen-year-old music genius fall from the clouds to the bottom.
#Genius Music Singer admits the dark side#—The temptation of this kind of news is enough to make all journalists lose their minds.
They rushed up crazily, and several male reporters of all sizes were ready to smash the windows.
Several young guards blocked the door, their guard uniforms were torn, and one of them was even stepped on.
Ruan Qi frowned deeply as he looked at these reporters who were almost out of humanity for news.
She turned her head and looked at the surveillance display in the guard room. Everything that happened outside the door had been clearly recorded by the monitor.
The little girl looked at the surveillance screen, sneered, then picked up her phone and dialed a three-digit number.
"Wrong? Is the police lady?" Her voice was filled with four-point crying, three-point fear, two-point panic, and one-point at a loss. "Does of people gathered in the east gate of the Emperor Da have caused trouble, and the guard has been stepped on. !Come on, someone is going to die! Ah——! Who beat me? Help!!!”
Ruan Qi, possessed by the drama actress, let out a heart-warming scream, and then hung up the phone with a "bang".
The guard who watched the whole process: "..."
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