shine on her star

A female star with super high commercial value felt a [-]-point crit.

And this crit came from her own husband.

"What? I still need you to guarantee the sales of my endorsement? You really look down on me!"

A blogger once did a sales comparison of popular female celebrity endorsements.

Among similar products, the sales volume endorsed by Ren Qian far exceeds that of the others.

He Jiyang shut his mouth and stopped talking.

It's not like this kind of thing has never been done before.

But it wasn't deliberate, because the law firm wanted to give out some benefits for daily necessities, such as shampoo, so instead of making other products cheaper, it would be better to sell the products endorsed by my wife.

As for her new endorsement...

Women's clothing, then there is really no way.

Her clothes are sponsored by the brand, bought by herself, or picked by the studio, but it is not up to her husband to buy her clothes. For other women, mother?

Forget it.

My mother is getting old, and she has a conservative way of thinking about dressing. She likes cheongsams, overcoats and the like.

Ren Qian's endorsement was too trendy and inappropriate.

Sister He Qingya?
Not to mention.

There was no time to change the clothes in the two cloakrooms.

Besides, Professor He really doesn't have any female acquaintances, at least the kind who are close enough to give clothes, no.

Then... Come on my wife.

After eating the supper made by Professor He herself, Ren Qian brushed her teeth and climbed into bed to sleep.

He Jiyang is still busy.

busy washing dishes.

When he cleaned up the kitchen, he hadn't entered the room yet.

Ren Qian occupied a large bed by herself, and lay flat with the word "big" without any image.

"Husband!" she yelled from across the room.

He Jiyang's voice floated from the study room: "Go to bed first, I still have something to do."

Anything else?
It's almost four o'clock in the morning, does he really not need to sleep?
Ren Qian hugged the doll on the bed, got up and went to the study.

She leaned against the door frame and looked at Professor He who was working hard: "Lawyer He, what can't be done tomorrow?"

Hearing the sound, He Jiyang's movement of sliding the mouse stopped abruptly.

He raised his head: "Miss Ren, it's past midnight, and it's already tomorrow."

He's very talkative.

"Then it's hard for me to come back, so you won't accompany me?"

"Don't you have to stay at home for two days?" It will take two days to sign the endorsement contract, in other words, you have time to spend with her.

Ren Qian pouted: "Forget it."

She turned to go back to the room.

After taking a step, He Jiyang said, "I came back because of you, so I'll go to bed later."

Ok?
He explained: "I've been busy for so long, I want you to sleep well. If you sleep together, I'm afraid you won't be able to close your eyes tonight."

Ren Qian: ...

How can you "go to the high speed" without changing your face?
It is rare for a popular female star to blush.

She stomped her feet: "I won't tell you anymore."

He Jiyang looked at her figure running back to the bedroom in a hurry, and curled the corners of his lips.

shy?
In fact, he is also shy.

My ears are red.

……

When Ren Qian woke up the next day, there was no one in the room.

She turned over and reached for the phone from the bedside table.

Looking at the time, it was already afternoon.

In order to let her sleep well, He Jiyang specially turned the phone to silent.

Call log has several missed calls.

Wechat also has a lot of unread messages.

Ren Qian habitually clicked on WeChat, and most of the unread messages came from Tian Tian. It seemed that something happened, and the messages in the studio's WeChat group were also posted one after another.

She bubbled up in the work group:?

In the next second, Tian Tian made a WeChat voice call.

Ren Qian answered in seconds.

She just woke up and hadn't washed up yet, her voice was hoarse: "Hello?"

Tian Tian heard it: "Miss, you just woke up?"

"Yeah." To be precise, he hasn't gotten up yet.

"Okay, let's ignore these things for now," Tian Tian's voice was very serious, "I thought it would be fine to explain the plagiarism, but now it seems that there are endless waves."

Ren Qian was confused: "What's going on?"

Tian Tian said: "I'll send you the specifics on WeChat. Now let me just say a few words. The account that originally sent you to play the piano Reuters said some inexplicable things on the Internet, and then some sunspots spread rumors, saying that it was your fans who were violent online." She, caused her to suffer from depression, and now she wants to end her life or something. The details are not clear. In short, if it is true, the matter will become a big mess. In fact, I have also asked someone to investigate the plagiarized statement before. The second time, several families ended up together, trying to ruin your reputation, and you will never be able to turn over..."

Ren Qian also thought that several artists were behind the scenes.

After all, relying on the strength of a family, they cannot cause such a big storm.

"Ren Qian, don't go online now, everyone on the Internet is scolding you."

"No," Ren Qian refused, "At this time, I have to send a message to tell fans not to abuse them."

She knows that some true fans love her more than herself.

Especially not listening to people scolding her.

"That's okay," Tian Tian said, "At this time, it's not beneficial to fight at all, but the fan base is huge, and you can't control everyone."

Ren Qian's violent temper came up: "Which bastard is doing things all day long, isn't this sick? Can't you live a good life? If they can't compare to me, they are not strong enough. If they have the ability to confront me, they have won in an open and honest manner." I, I didn't say a word of nonsense, just admit defeat obediently, and engage in these dirty tricks all day long, is it disgusting!"

Normal people know nausea.

But no way.

This society is like this, especially in the entertainment industry, if a popular artist is pulled down, there will be more artists behind.

After all, there are only so many resources, and it is a good thing for Baijia to lose a strong competitor.

That's why they will unite, no matter whether they were enemies in the past, anyway, the enemy of the enemy is a friend.

Tian Tian Anwen: "Now is not the time to swear, I think it's time to invite your old friend."

Only when he shows up that Ren Qian is not plagiarized but original, can this matter really pass.

"Now it's not just your account, even Zhao Jiajia's account is scolded."

Only then did Ren Qian remember: "That's right, she reposted my Weibo back then to support me."

"Okay, let's not talk about this first, let's deal with it first."

After hanging up the voice, Ren Qian sat on the bed and thought.

What method should I use to tell fans not to abuse at this time?

According to her personality, she should directly post a sentence of "don't abuse, don't tear, don't be violent", but now the situation is too special, no matter what she posts, there will be malicious interpretations on the Internet.

Headache!

I had a good interaction with fans a few days ago and led a wave of positive energy, why did such an inexplicable thing happen again?

Especially in two days she will sign a new endorsement.

Now it's all right, the artist's own risk has increased again, and Mr. Huang probably has to consider it again.

Ren Qian sat on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

For a while, he was at a loss.

Since transmigrating into this book, she has experienced countless times of abuse, from Ren Guotai and Hong Xiwei, from Xu Yuan and Su Ying, from the director and other crew members, and from online black fans.

Actually very tired.

She lowered her eyes and stared at the phone screen.

The dialog at the top of WeChat belongs to He Jiyang.

Ren Qian held the phone with both hands, typing on the keyboard with her fingertips.

She typed a line of text "Do you want me to quit the circle".

After typing this sentence, she stayed in the chat box without pressing send.

After about a minute, the phone vibrated.

He Jiyang sent a WeChat message.

Dr H: The other party is typing?

Ren Qian regained her senses and immediately deleted that sentence.

The boss of City B:?
Dr H: I wanted to send you a WeChat message, and I happened to see that you were typing, so what did you type?
Ren Qian: ...

Do you want to be so tacit?

She collected her emotions, took a deep breath, and calmed herself down.

Back off?
impossible!
Don't quit the circle even if you are killed.

Wouldn't retiring from the circle make those who suppressed her happy?

That won't work.

She can withdraw from the circle, but it must be her own willingness to withdraw from the circle.

Being forced to withdraw from the circle, he was not convinced by anything.

Ren Qian typed a new line of text: I want to ask if you have eaten yet?

Dr H: Miss Ren, it's already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the meal at this time should be called afternoon tea.

Ren Qian: ...

In a different way, she said that she went to bed too late.

Professor He really deserves a beating.

The phone vibrated again.

Dr H: Or would you like to order me an afternoon tea?

Boss Ren of City B: I think it's beautiful, but I haven't eaten it yet.

There was no further reply, but the WeChat voice came over.

"Ren Qian," He Jiyang should have walked to a very quiet place, and could vaguely hear the echo, "What do you want to eat?"

His tone is very solemn.

She didn't understand: "What?"

He Jiyang asked again: "I said you just woke up and didn't eat, did you? If you want to eat, I'll bring it back for you."

Ren Qian laughed out loud: "Professor He, you have to go to the law firm after class, and it will be ninety o'clock when you come back. By then, my stomach would have been hungry."

"No," He Jiyang said, "I'm out of class, I'll be right back, I won't go to the lawyer's office today, I'll be with you."

Ren Qian was silent for a few seconds.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Did you know?" The Internet.

He Jiyang didn't hide it: "Yes."

Some people in the school would say that some of his students are Ren Qian's fans, not fanatics, but they also check her news online.

And he, Professor He, is particularly sensitive to the word "Ren Qian".

Naturally I will know.

"Honey, I'm fine. It's not that I haven't been scolded before. I'm used to it."

It was her indifferent tone that made He Jiyang feel distressed.

Used to being scolded?

The habit of this kind of thing is a thing worthy of praise?

The topic was a bit heavy, and Ren Qian didn't want to talk about it: "Since you're coming back later, go to the time-honored Zhu's Congee Shop and buy me a bowl of beef and egg porridge. I also want a poached egg and grilled cheese sausage."

He Jiyang frowned: "That kind of sausage is all starch, no meat."

Ren Qian let out a "huh": "Professor He, did you never eat a roadside stall when you were young?"

He Jiyang thought about it, and indeed he hadn't eaten much.

Ren Qian educated: "It's the kind of starchy sausage that makes people want to stop. Let me tell you, I don't like to eat any sausage with even a little bit of meat."

He Jiyang: ...