Pounding Stars: Good morning, national male god

In an advanced ward of the First City Hospital.

Various tubes were inserted into Song Yunzhu's body, an oxygen mask was on his face, and his eyes were tightly closed.

Although the advanced ward was spacious, it seemed a bit cramped when more than a dozen people squeezed in at once.

And the ones closest to the hospital bed were Huang Yunxuan and Zhao Qiankun, both of whom had panicked expressions on their faces, staring at Song Yunzhu intently.

"When is Xingran coming?" Li Xingran's cousin asked first.

"Yeah, why didn't he show up when such a big thing happened, we relatives can't do anything about it, if there's something wrong with this..." Li Xingran's aunt couldn't help it either. He opened his mouth, but someone covered his mouth.

The ward was quiet again. At this moment, the door of the ward opened with a bang, and Li Xingran appeared at the door, with an expression on his face that could not tell whether he was anxious or nervous.

"Xingran!" All the relatives in the room yelled in unison.

"Brother Ran." Huang Yunxuan immediately pounced towards Lihua with rain, but Li Xingran dodged sideways, missed him, and almost hit the wall.

Li Xingran came to the hospital bed, glanced at Song Yunzhu with complicated eyes, and asked Zhao Qiankun in a low voice: "What did the doctor say? Is life in danger?"

Zhao Qiankun hurriedly reported: "He is out of danger, but has fallen into a deep coma. I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up for a while, and he has to continue to be hospitalized for observation."

"En." Li Xingran replied, with a hint of heaviness in his voice.

Ever since his grandma Song Yunzhu forced his mother to death, he hated her to the bone. However, Song Yunzhu loved him a lot and took care of him. It was not without any feelings between them. Therefore, Li Xingran was full of guilt at this time.

If Song Yunzhu was pissed off because of his remarks, he would never be able to forgive himself.

Li Xingran didn't say anything else, walked out of the ward, lit a cigarette in the corridor, and started smoking with a heavy face.

A little nurse came over and said, "Sir, we don't allow smoking here, please put it out immediately..."

Li Xingran glanced at the little nurse and said, "Don't mind your own business, otherwise, I'll tear down your hospital."

Seeing Li Xingran's fierce look, the little nurse almost cried in fright, turned around and ran away.

Li Xingran smoked one cigarette after another, but his mood couldn't get better.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang. Li Xingran glanced at the screen and saw that it was Vivienne who called.

"I'm bored now, I don't have time to talk about work with you." Li Xingran said briefly, and was about to hang up the phone.

"Xingran, something happened, Qi Zishi..."

Li Xingran's finger on the red end button shook slightly, picked up the phone again, and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"Go to Weibo and check it yourself, No.1 in the hot search list! The photo has been edited, but it can still be seen that it is her and... her and..."

Before Vivienne finished speaking, Li Xingran hung up the phone and quickly opened Weibo on his mobile phone. The title of the hot searched No. 1 was: "Pornographic Photos of Li Xingran's Rumored Girlfriend and Producer"

Li Xingran felt his head buzzing. When he clicked on the topic, he saw a few mosaic photos, but he could still tell that the people lying on the bed in the photos were Qi Zishi and Yuwen Dayi.

"Qi Zishi!" Li Xingran was already in a bad mood, but after being stimulated by these photos, he could no longer suppress his anger.

"Brother Ran, what's wrong with you?" Huang Yunxuan came out of the ward and looked at Li Xingran worriedly.

"Take care of grandma, I'm going to deal with one thing, and I'll be back when I'm done." Li Xingran finished speaking, walked away quickly, and went downstairs.

Huang Yunxuan looked at Li Xingran's disappearing back, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had already guessed what could make Li Xingran lose his mind.

She also didn't expect that the helper she found was originally Wang Beichuan, but in the end it turned into Yuwen Dayi, but the effect was the same, or in other words, because of Yuwen Dayi's halo, the transmission efficiency increased tens of thousands of times, and now , I am afraid there is no one who does not know what kind of person Qi Zishi is.

After Li Xingran quickly found out where Qi Zishi was filming today, he drove straight away in his sports car.

When he broke into the set, Qi Zishi was still playing the female number eight with a silly face.

Li Xingran rushed directly into the camera position, pushed away the cameraman and sound engineer, and pulled Qi Zishi out.

"You're crazy!" Qi Zishi looked at Li Xingran in surprise, and the people around him also made a burst of discussion.

"Li Xingran?" The director of this play came over with an unhappy face. Although he knew that Li Xingran was a big name, he was picked up by Yu Wendayi. Save face.

"I said, what's the matter with you, you don't know about our filming? If you are so arrogant again, I'm going to call the police." The director said aggressively.

"Go away, shut up!" Li Xingran glanced around coldly, his eyes seemed to kill someone.

"Come out with me and give me an explanation."

As Li Xingran said, he firmly grabbed Qi Zishi's wrist and dragged her to a staircase outside the studio.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? You're sick and taking medicine." Qi Zishi shook off Li Xingran and said while rubbing his sore wrist.

Without further ado, Li Xingran took out his mobile phone, pressed the screen almost on Qi Zishi's forehead, and said, "What's the matter with you and Yuwen Dayi? You kicked me out, but you rolled with him. Qi Zishi, Qi Zishi, I really didn't see that your needs are quite strong, huh?"

Qi Zishi grabbed Li Xingran's cell phone, looked at the photo on the screen, was stunned, and asked with confused eyes: "Is this me? Is it me who is sleeping with Yuwen Dayi?"

Qi Zishi felt that he was really a Chinese pastoral dog.

The person who attacked her last night was Wang Beichuan, she still clearly remembered this, but after waking up, there was no Wang Beichuan in the room, and she was also dressed neatly, and Yuwen Dayi was also obediently sleeping on the sofa in the living room. Are there any photos like this out there?
"Do you think I'm blind? Is it because you can't see it yourself? Don't talk to me, just tell me, have you betrayed me? If you betrayed me, I will..."

Li Xingran clenched his fists, and when he glared at Qi Zi viciously, he didn't have the demeanor that a man should have at all.

Indeed, he is about to collapse now, so how can he care about his demeanor?

He doesn't understand why since he met Qi Zi, she has controlled him in her hands, and she has controlled all his emotions, Qi Zishi has stimulated and provoked him time and time again, this time it's even better, he I felt a green light flashing in my head.

"I didn't... I really didn't... I think this photo is either photoshopped, or someone framed me." Qi Zishi rubbed his head, puzzled.

"How do you make me believe you?" Li Xingran's eyes were burning, almost melting Qi Zishi.

When Qi Zishi was searching his stomach for an explanation, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming down the stairs.

Then, a group of reporters with long guns and short cannons appeared in front of Qi Zishi and Li Xingran, and they couldn't help but shoot wildly.

"What are you doing!" Qi Zishi hurriedly covered his face, feeling like a special practitioner who was caught in a nightclub in Dongguan.

"Qi Zishi, please respond, what is your relationship with Li Xingran, and what is your relationship with Yuwen Dayi? Whose girlfriend are you?"

"Qi Zishi, you were Li Xingran's assistant before, why did you resign later? Could it be that Yuwen Dayi offered a higher maintenance price?"

"Qi Zishi, is Yuwen Dayi your ex-husband? Is this photo incident a hype or an accident?"

Qi Zishi listened to the questions that flew into his ears, and was deeply impressed by the professional ethics of these reporters.

These people's brain holes are almost open to outer space, and they have all sorts of irrelevant problems.

Li Xingran has long been used to such scenes, so he behaved very calmly. After the reporters had finished filming and asked questions, he said lightly, "This matter must be a misunderstanding..."

Li Xingran hadn't finished speaking when a figure suddenly walked down the stairs slowly, with a cold face like a super agent with background music.

"My friends from the media, the society is so enlightened now, and a few mosaic photos can drive you so crazy. Could it be that the entertainment industry is too peaceful, and you really have nothing to write about?"

Yu Wenda resolutely came to Qi Zishi's side indifferently, hugged her domineeringly, and said: "Qi Zishi and I are lovers, so it's understandable for us to take some interesting things in private as a commemoration. It just so happens that the mobile phone is lost, so the villain has an opportunity to take advantage of it, there is nothing to make a fuss about, everyone should be scattered."

Seeing Yuwen Dayi's admission so naturally, and his tone so calm, Li Xingran felt every hair in his body explode.

"Qi Zishi, you! Are you really in love with him?" Li Xingran lowered his voice and asked through gritted teeth.

Qi Zishi shook his head, but he heard Yuwen Dayi say in his ear: "If you want to calm down this matter, you must admit that you are lovers with me, otherwise, it will be a disaster for you, me, and Li Xingran. You don’t want us to be unable to get along in the future, do you?”

Qi Zishi shook his head twice and then nodded twice, this time, Li Xingran was completely stunned.

He didn't rant or argue any more, he just gave Qi Zishi a cold look, turned around and rushed past the reporters, and went downstairs.

The reporters asked for a long time, but there was no progress. If the question simply becomes a small game between couples, what's the point?
When the reporters dispersed, Qi Zishi received a WeChat message on his mobile phone, the content was very simple, only three words: "Let's break up."