Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

In just such a short hour, there were countless quarrels between fans and black people on the Internet.

[Leng Qingqing, can you please stop pretending to be dead? There are so many fans waiting for your clarification. 】

[Just wait and see how she washes this time. 】

[Xu Zan’s public relations skills have always been excellent, please don’t let your attention be diverted. 】

[No, why didn’t Andre’s parents come out? Are you not angry at all? 】

[Suppose the parent is so angry that I will definitely tear her hair out. 】

Public opinion is one-sided, as if insulting Lengqing is the right trend.

The rare netizens who wanted to let the bullets fly for a while, or the netizens who maintained a neutral attitude were all bombarded, and no one was spared.

During this period, some fans and calm netizens pointed out that since the program team said that Leng Qingqing put a snake on Andre's bed, why didn't anyone see the relevant scene?

Could this be a cover-up by the program team?

Or are you doing it for the heat?

However, these comments that questioned the program team were quickly drowned in the numerous comments and did not create a wave.

Xu Zan immediately held a meeting with the public relations team.

The first person sitting on his left was the person responsible for this prank.

Leng Qingqing folded his arms, wore a jacket, and had a large cup of coffee in front of him. A huge toad mirror covered two-thirds of his face, only revealing his sharp, cold white chin.

Xu Zan was in full swing discussing with the members of the public relations team. During the process, he passed many plans and didn't even have time to drink.

Leng Qingqing picked up the coffee cup in front of him, took a big sip, and put it down.

After a few seconds, he picked it up again and took a big sip.

"Gudong."

This time, the sound of swallowing attracted Xu Zan and also the other members.

Xu Zan narrowed his eyes, his eyes like sharp needles piercing her hand: "What did you drink?"

"Coffee." Leng Qingqing's expression did not change: "American coffee, no calories."

Xu Zan stretched out his hand, spread his palm upward, and snorted: "Give it to me."

Leng Qingqing said slowly, then picked up the "coffee" and drank it down quickly.

"Gurgling..."

In a few seconds, he drank it all, wiped the corners of his lips with the back of his hand in a cold and contented manner, and looked at Xu Zan with a pair of big, innocent eyes.

"..."

Xu Zan grabbed the cup.

He saw a brown sugar pearl lying alone at the bottom of the paper cup, and the faint smell of milk tea lingered on the tip of his nose.

Xu Zan: "...I'm giving you a public relations conference here, and you're drinking pearl milk tea behind my back? Do you know how many calories such a cup of milk tea contains?"

Leng Qingqing drank enough and lay down on the chair behind him: "Manager, please be considerate of the artists under you. I didn't eat in the morning."

It looks like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

Xu Zan: "..."

Xu Zan really wanted to hold her legs and turn her upside down, pouring out all the milk tea in her stomach.

... TMD, I have never seen a bigger artist than Leng Qingqingxin.

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However, Leng Qingqing was not the only one who gave Xu Zan a headache.

Xie Xuan posted a Weibo message a few minutes ago.

He already has his own Weibo account, and his followers are increasing every day. Since partnering with Leng Qingqing, it can be said that he has attracted followers by storm.

[@谢狰: I believe her @Lengqingqing. 】

In just four words, the attitude was expressed.

As a result, a large number of netizens who had not received a reply on Leng Qingqing's Weibo flooded into Xie Xie's Weibo and started commenting crazily.

[Here comes a popular little star. 】

[Not all heat can be tolerated... You're done. 】

[Hurry up and undelete it. For the sake of your face, I’ll pretend I didn’t see it this time! 】

[It’s so bad... I’m so sad that I’ve canceled it. 】

The consequence of sending this Weibo was that Xie Xian lost fans like crazy.

Lu Panpan's WeChat phone message popped up.

Xie Xie didn't even bat an eyelid, let alone reply.

Several messages from Lu Panpan popped up one after another, each one with a more urgent tone.

[Delete Weibo quickly! 】

[Xie Xie, you don’t know what’s going on now, but don’t have anything to do with Leng Qingqing! 】

Xie Xian lowered his eyelids.

She was indeed capable of playing pranks, but she wouldn't do it so obviously that it would be in the hands of others.

He raised his arms and rubbed his eyes. Because he had not slept all night during training, the ends of his eyes were red from sleep, and they were still dark.

Being an artist is indeed tiring.

He didn't even have time to go find his sister.

Xie Xie almost wanted to give up.

At this time, Xu Zan bombarded me with a phone call, accusing him head-on: "Who asked you to post on Weibo?"

"..." Xie Xeng didn't say anything. He thought contemptuously, of course it's me.

He slowly lowered his eyes and glanced at his wrist, with a few dazzling lights reflected in his eyes.

There seemed to be someone beside Xu Zan on the other end of the phone. He lowered his voice and said in a tired tone: "Xie Zan, what do you want to do?"

Xie Xuan blinked, "I just want to see her."

Xu Zan: "I am your agent."

Xu Zan kept a straight face and began to think about the possibility of putting an end to office romance.

It's not that he doesn't allow his artists to fall in love, but newcomers who are just starting out can't even think about it.

Besides, being deserted is not being single.

I really don’t know what is going on in these young men’s heads right now.

"Listen up," Xu Zan rubbed his brows: "I don't care what you are thinking or what you want to do. You are an artist under me. While I am taking care of you, you are not allowed to have any scandals with anyone. You are not allowed to fall in love for three years, this is stated in the contract, remember it."

Xie Xie: "I know she won't get divorced for the time being."

Xu Zan laughed angrily: "Okay, have you even asked about this?"

Is desertedness so attractive?

-

Xu Zan was so angry that he immediately hung up the phone and continued to focus on the matter at hand.

"The focus now is, where can we find the full version, or how can we get the person in charge of the variety show "My Cute Baby" on Lychee TV to release the full version."

Xu Zan frowned.

At first, after he learned the whole truth from Leng Qingqing, he comforted her in turn.

"It's common to have bad cuts. It's just that they didn't tell me in advance. It's very strange. Maybe someone deliberately did it to you."

Leng Qingqing: "Then I will hold a press conference to clarify, direct public opinion to Lychee Taiwan, and let netizens force them to release the full version?"

Xu Zan thought for a while and realized that this was also a solution.

But if public opinion is used to force Lychee Channel to release the full version, Leng Qingqing will also become a blacklisted artist on Lychee Channel.

If there was no other way, he didn't want Leng Qingqing to confront a popular TV station head-on.

He waited and watched online, and the whole Internet was pitying Andre.

Leng Qing took a sip of coffee: "Andre is indeed pitiful, being pushed out by such a big TV station to block the gun."

At this time, the assistant knocked on the door and walked in: "There are two people who claim to be Andre's parents who want to meet Sister Qingqing."

Andre?

The two looked at each other, and Xu Zan immediately said: "Please come quickly."

In the reception room, Qingqing was surrounded by children.

"Aunt Qingqing!" Andre's voice was clear and clear. If you look carefully, the circles under your eyes were still a little red, as if you had cried.