[Quick Transmigration] Strategies for face-slapping and abuse

The opening ceremony of the crew of "Ask the Immortals" was held at the Marriott Hotel. All the actors and crew members were already in place after nine o'clock. Wen Lin looked around and found that besides the president of Xingyu Film and Television, Qingli was the only one left. arrive.

Yesterday he accidentally smashed Qing Li's head, but Guan Ling didn't know it yet, Qing Li secretly went to the hospital by himself in order not to delay the process.

Apart from himself and Qing Li, there are no overlapping actors in these two dramas, so why Qing Li hasn't come yet, no one knows except Wen Lin.

Guan Ling withdrew from the group of reporters and sat casually beside Wen Lin. He looked down at his watch, and then scanned around, only to find that Qing Li and his little assistant were not present.

"What the hell, where did he go?" Guan Ling cursed in a low voice.

Seeing this, Wen Lin was overjoyed, and hurriedly fanned the flames: "Qing Li? He probably didn't feel well, that's why..."

"What's the matter?" Guan Ling interrupted the other party directly, flipped through the phone call records, and became even more angry: "I don't feel so well that I don't even make a call? What is his name? It's called playing big cards! He won't even let me go." In my eyes, what else is there to do in this play?"

Guanling's voice was not low, and a few sharp-eared reporters around heard it and immediately ran over, ready to dig out some more news.

Qingli is very popular recently, almost all over the sky, anyone who asks anyone on the street will know his name, such a popular person, what the audience is most interested in is not what good people and good deeds he did today, but some Explosive negative news.

For example, chaotic private life, bad habits, or traffic escape, if these are not found, then playing big names is also very interesting.

Wen Lin saw a reporter sneaking in, which was exactly what he wanted, so he quickly continued to talk bad things about Qingli to Guan Ling, watching the time pass by, he said a lot, true and false, Guan Ling Ling's frown became tighter and tighter.

He was so angry that he didn't even want to call Qing Li. Finally, he asked his assistant to call and turn off the phone. I want Qingli to pack up and go home.

At 25:[-], the president of Star Entertainment Film and Television arrived, but Qing Li hadn't arrived yet.

There were more and more reporters and guests waiting around, and they kept muttering in their hearts, Qing Li is not a movie star figure, so he must not be able to get stuck in this way, and judging by his posture, he might even be late.

The assistant director of the film crew was in a hurry, and called Qing Li several times, but no one answered, his beard was crooked in anxiety, and he asked Wenlin what happened to Qing Li, but the other party said he didn't know.

Obviously it was Wen Lin who threw the other party into the hospital by himself yesterday, but how could he say that.

At [-]:[-], everything was ready, Guan Ling stood up from the sofa and said to the outside: "Prepare to cut the ribbon."

The assistant wiped his sweat beside him and said, "That Qingli..."

"There's no need for him to go, where can such an unorganized and undisciplined person fall in love with." After Guan Ling finished speaking, he put on his coat, and Wen Lin secretly applauded from the side.

The reporter waited for a long time without waiting for anyone, and immediately sensed the smell of gossip. Seeing Guan Ling come out, he wanted to interview thousands of people why the protagonist of the film crew did not show up, whether it was because of physical discomfort or other secrets.

"Qing Li is not feeling well..." Wen Lin immediately explained with a smile when he saw this, the reporter had a good idea, and immediately followed up to ask more questions, but before he could ask anything, he heard the noise behind him.

What's the situation?

As soon as they turned their heads, they saw Qing Li walking over unhurriedly. He was wearing casual clothes today, which matched his temperament very well. There was leisure and calmness in his elegance, and it was easy to win the favor of others.

But if you take a closer look, you can see that his face is a little pale, and the corners of his slender eyes reveal some sick eyes, but he is good-looking, even if he is sick, he can still be eye-catching, and his sickly expression looks like a sickly beauty .

The reporter saw that this expression was not magnificent, and immediately turned the camera to Qingli, who smiled faintly and said, "I'm really sorry, I told Xiaolin to hit his head with a vase yesterday in the crew, just came out of the hospital, and encountered a traffic jam , it’s a bit late to come, I’m really sorry everyone.”

As soon as Qing Li said this, he immediately cleared up the previous suspicion of playing big names. Getting hit on the head by a vase is a big deal, and it might cause bleeding and a concussion, but Qing Li still insisted on cutting the ribbon, even though it was a bit late It's late, but it's justifiable.

Wen Lin didn't expect that Qing Li could bite him back, and he was very angry immediately, but he couldn't say anything in front of so many people, so he could only smile awkwardly and said: "I'm really sorry yesterday, Qing Li, you now feel better now?"

"It's okay, it's just that I didn't let you go until the drip was finished. I sneaked out." Qing Li half-jokingly said to the reporter and Wen Lin.

If he directly said that he was not in good health, he might be unreasonable by some picky people. If he directly said that he was fine, Wen Lin would take advantage of it. Since the other party was unkind first, then Don't blame yourself for being unrighteous.

Sure enough, as soon as Qing Li said this, both Guan Ling and Wen Lin's expressions were not very good, especially Guan Ling, who directly lowered his face and gave Wen Lin a cold look.

He usually hates this kind of people who think they are smart and deceive themselves, but Wen Lin touched his bottom line, which made Guan Ling very upset. He didn't reprimand Wen Lin because there were too many reporters around him, but he still said coldly : "Let's talk when we go back, first cut the ribbon."

"Ask the Immortal" is a classic of domestic fantasy novels. After it was bought by Star Entertainment, it has been considering candidates, in order to perfectly express this classic in the form of a movie. During the opening ceremony, not only invited The author of the original book was invited, and the president of Xingyu Film and Television was also invited.

After all the staff were in place, several leading actors first went to worship Guan Gong in order to ask for an auspicious omen, but when Qing Li lowered his head, he felt his mind was in a trance, and the feeling after being smashed yesterday came back again come up.

Qing Li cried out inwardly, reluctantly put the incense in the censer, then stood up straight and relaxed for a while, wanting to retreat to the original place.

I don't know whether Wen Lin did it on purpose or what, Qing Li was hit by him when he turned around, Qing Li was a little dizzy at first, after such a bump, his feet seemed to be stepping on a cloud, and he couldn't stand at all. Steady, my eyes went dark, and I felt like my whole body was falling to one side.

Wen Lin didn't expect Qing Li to be so weak, and he was dumbfounded for a moment. If his little action just now was photographed by someone with a heart, he would be bullying his colleagues if he posted it on Weibo in the future. In addition, he injured Qing Li's head before. If it happened, then the image he created before must be blackened into the bottom of the pot again.

When he thought of this, he panicked and wanted to reach out to pull Qingli, but it was too late.

"Be careful." Someone suddenly rushed over in two steps and grabbed Qing Li, the crowd was in a panic, and the reporters rushed up to take pictures, but were immediately stopped by the crew.

Qing Li felt his head was buzzing and his headache was severe, but he felt that the person who was supporting him had a good smell, which made him cry so familiarly.

But Qing Li's consciousness is still in a trance now, his eyes are dark, he can't see who is holding his head, but he leans his head on the other's shoulder instinctively, panting quietly.

"Don't call an ambulance, I'll take him to the hospital directly." The man seemed to be saying something to the people around him, but before the crew had time to react, he exerted a little force and hugged Qing Li directly.

"Mr. Wei, the ribbon-cutting later..." A woman beside her hesitated to speak.

"Let go first, saving people is the most important thing." The man said, picked up Qing Li, and walked out quickly.

When Qingli woke up again, he was standing there, surrounded by white walls, and his hands were a little cold. It turned out that he had been given a drip. Seeing that he woke up, the assistant immediately went to call the doctor happily. Everything was fine, except There are fewer people he wants to see.

It would be a lie to say that he is not disappointed. Qing Li knew that the two of them could not meet now, so it was a righteous act for him to send him to the hospital after he fainted, but it was unreasonable to accompany him to the hospital. The president of the company, if he gets along with a starlet, he will always be gossiped by the reporters.

Thinking of this, Qing Li stopped worrying about this matter. He wanted to sit up and look at the time, but found that the black coat that was covering him had slipped off.

His heart warmed, and he wanted to pick up his coat, but found something hard in the other's pocket, and when he took it out, it was his cell phone that had run out of battery.

The phone's battery is already full, unlock the lock screen and look, it is the page of the call history, the recent contacts are all swiped by a person's name, obviously, this is Weiyou's own doing.

How childish.Qing Li flipped through the pages with a smile, finally touched the screen with his fingertips, and clicked on the number of the person who not only filled his screen, but also filled his heart.

"Hello." When the phone was dialed, Qing Li twitched her lips and said with a smile.