Whether an idol hits someone is a big or small matter depends on how reporters report it.
But today's entertainment industry is full of noise. If you want to perform well, you must know how to capture the audience's attention.
To put it bluntly, he just knows how to "fry"!
Nowadays, Li Xiaofang beats her fans in public, which is a rare opportunity for publicity. The reporters at the scene took their cameras and clicked the shutter frantically.
"Click!"
"Click!"
"Kaka!"
The flashlights flashed from time to time, and the dazzling light made Li Xiaofang almost unable to open her eyes.
"Li Xiaofang, may I ask why you hit someone?"
"He is your fan, but you can't bear to hit him?"
"Is he your boyfriend?"
…
It seemed that paparazzi were swarming up like a tide, holding microphones and surrounding Li Xiaofang to interview her.
"I hit him because... he touched my hand." Li Xiaofang bit her pink lips and said angrily.
"fart!"
"Don't you think that just because you are a celebrity, you can look down on others? When did I touch you? Do you have any evidence?"
The fat man acted shamelessly on the spot, looking like he would admit it even if he beat me to death.
"I……"
Li Xiaofang suddenly became speechless. The other person moved too fast just now, and with his back to the camera, he had no evidence to prove that the other person just touched her.
"Damn it! There's no evidence, right? Damn it! Idols hit people! Idols hit people!"
The fat man shouted loudly, fearing that the scene would not be chaotic.
At this time, Ye Zihao also noticed something unusual here. Seeing that he took the opportunity to squeeze into the crowd, taking advantage of the chaos, he secretly pricked the fat man with a silver needle.
"Ha ha!"
"Ha ha!"
"I...I fucking want to laugh! Haha! Haha!"
Seeing that the fat man seemed to be crazy, he laughed loudly and wildly.
He wanted to stop it, but was shocked to find that he couldn't control his laughter at all. His abnormal behavior made people at the scene wonder whether he was a neurotic patient.
"Brother! You have a mental attack. Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"
Ye Zihao stepped forward to support him, pretending to be concerned.
"I...I'm not crazy, haha!! I'm not...haha!! I don't want to laugh, why...why do I want to laugh, haha!"
The fat man was laughing wildly and talking incoherently.
In fact, he was stabbed in the smile point by Ye Zihao, so he couldn't control his smile.
Ye Zihao took the opportunity to pull him away and said loudly: "Brother! It seems that your condition is very serious. I have to send you to the hospital! Everyone, please give way! There is boiling water! Give way!"
"I...I'm not sick! Haha! I...I won't go to the hospital! Haha!"
"I'm not crazy...haha!"
"Help! I'm going crazy, haha! Haha!"
…
Ye Zihao pretended to take him to the hospital and forcibly took him away. The man still wanted to struggle, but he could not resist Ye Zihao's strength.
Soon, he was taken away by Ye Zihao.
As for whether he was taken to the hospital, no one at the scene paid much attention.
What they were more concerned about was whether Li Xiaofang's beating just now was because this mental patient violated her.
"Xiao Fang!"
"Did he really touch you just now?"
Someone asked curiously.
"Um!"
Li Xiaofang nodded, and at this moment, the reporters and fans at the scene suddenly realized.
Oh shit!
It turns out that person really had a psychotic attack!! Goddess! Well done!
…
At the same time, Ye Zihao took the person away from the scene and took him directly to an office.
"Bang!"
I saw him closing the door with a grim expression, but the fat man was still laughing wildly in pain.
"You...who are you? Haha! Why...why did you bring me here, haha! Haha!"
"Ha your mother!"
Ye Zihao suddenly became angry, and then without saying a word, he kicked the fat man in the abdomen.
"puff!"
The fat man screamed fiercely, and then suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood.
Despite this, he was still laughing wildly.
At this time, Ye Zihao looked gloomy, and then pricked his acupuncture point with a silver needle. Just now, he looked like a crazy fat man, and suddenly stopped smiling.
"Mom... Damn it! So it's you who is doing the trick?"
Suddenly, the fat man was so angry that he started to smoke.
Ye Zihao sneered disapprovingly, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
"call!"
He took a deep breath, spit it out, and then responded calmly: "So what if it's me?"
"You...why do you want to hurt me?"
"Harming you? Haha! I should be the one to ask you, why did you want to harm Li Xiaofang! Tell me!"
Ye Zihao suddenly shouted.
The fan meeting was going well, but this man suddenly reached out and touched Li Xiaofang's hand, which was obviously intentional.
"I...I just like to fuck her, what do you think?"
The fat man is also a gangster and speaks quite arrogantly.
"How's it going?"
"You'll find out soon enough!"
After that, Ye Zihao approached the fat man. Before the fat man could react, he saw Ye Zihao pinching the fat man's neck with one hand and lifting the fat man, who weighed about 200 kilograms, with one hand.
"Let...let me go! I..."
The fat man struggled hard, but he was shocked to find that Ye Zihao's jaws were like iron pliers strangling his neck.
His neck was strangled and it became difficult for him to breathe.
Soon, his face turned red from suppressing it, and he was almost suffocating.
At this time, Ye Zihao still had the cigarette in his mouth. He blew a puff of smoke into the fat man's face and said lightly: "Brother! Don't worry, I will let you go after I finish smoking this cigarette."
.”
"No...no!"
The fat man had a pained expression. He was almost suffocating now. If he had waited until Ye Zihao finished smoking the cigarette before letting him go, Ni Ma! He would have been dead by then.
When death really comes, people who are usually awesome and coaxing are often afraid of death.
Seeing the fat man struggling to squeeze out a sentence, he stammered: "I... I was... sent... by someone else."
"Who sent it?"
Ye Zihao asked lightly, the chill on his body seemed to be as cold as thousand-year-old ice.
"Yes...it's Sun Changjun!"
The fat man didn't dare to hide it anymore. Faced with the threat of death, he had no choice but to confess.
In fact, he was indeed sent by Sun Changjun.
Sun Changjun told him to deliberately anger Li Xiaofang and then slander her to smear Li Xiaofang's reputation.
On the other hand, Sun Changjun had already arranged for reporters.
As long as this fat man succeeds, he will let reporters madly smear Li Xiaofang. As long as Li Xiaofang's image is damaged, the popularity of the products she endorses will definitely be affected.
In this way, since Li Xiaofang is suppressed like this, he can also help Ou Liangcai.
However, no matter how good Sun Changjun's plan was, he was betrayed.
The person who betrayed him was none other than the fat man in front of him.