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The next day, the two lingered on the bed for a long time, and didn't get up until they were really hungry.

Luo Qiu was slumped in a soft sofa in a loose nightgown, drinking coffee while fiddled with a laptop, browsing the latest gossip.

Mo Yunqiu leaned on his lap with his eyes squinted like a well-fed cat.

They have been living together for several years, and they have long been used to seeing each other as soon as they open their eyes. Whether it is living habits or preferences, they are very clear. Now that they have intimate behaviors, their small life is more nourishing and harmonious, as if everything is in harmony. It is logical.

The situation has not improved yet. The news about them is like goose feathers and snow in a bitterly cold place, covering the sky and covering the sky. Almost all the media related to leisure and entertainment are reporting, TV, Internet, and paper media are all pervasive.

The heat of the incident is gradually heating up. Not only is there a navy on their side, but another invisible force seems to be sparing no effort to discredit "Luo Qiu", and this force is still very powerful.

Luo Qiu squeezed his waist repeatedly, his face darkened as he watched, and he turned the TV to silent: "Call Ah Rui and ask him about the arrangement there."

Mo Yunqiu dialed the phone according to his words, but the other end of the phone was very noisy, and it was difficult to hear Tong Chengrui's voice.

"He is arranging for Xia Xinghuo to leave the hotel, and told reporters that he will pursue it. He also said that in two hours, he will issue a statement on Ning Yu's behalf." Mo Yunqiu said.

"Ask him how he handles negative news."

Mo Yunqiu asked a few more words, and replied, "He said he was doing his best."

Luo Qiu lowered his face and motioned for him to hang up the phone.

Who is behind this?Who is making trouble with "Luo Qiu" and trying to blackmail him?So much so that even Shenghua Entertainment's publicity department can't handle it?

Mo Yunqiu picked up the computer and looked at it for a while. Some of the words criticizing "Luo Qiu" were simply unsightly, and the remarks of a group of demons dancing wildly created a malignant tumor in the entertainment industry out of thin air. His imagination was amazing, and he was terrified when he saw it.On the one hand, Luo Qiu has strong self-discipline, and on the other hand, because of family reasons, he has always shown a good public image, but now it seems to be showing signs of collapse.

"Don't blame Brother Tong. I just talked to him and felt that he wished he could turn into two people."

"I know, it's because someone wants you to be uncomfortable."

I don't know when it started, but when it comes to "Luo Qiu", his subject has changed from "I" to "you", except when he praises "Luo Qiu" for being handsome.

"It won't work like this!" Luo Qiu frowned.

Mo Yunqiu's heart twitched along with his brows. He has always cared about his image, but now that he is being splashed with such dirty water, how could he not be anxious?

The action was faster than the brain, and when Mo Yunqiu reacted, his hand was pressed between Luo Qiu's eyebrows, as if to smooth out the wrinkles.

Luo Qiu met his ink-like eyes, grabbed his fingertips and rubbed them on his lips: "Bring the phone."

Mo Yunqiu handed over the phone, saw him find a phone number, checked the time, and handed it back to him.

"Call this number. His name is Zhao Guoquan. You can call him Uncle Zhao and ask him to help deal with the rubbish news. Turn on the speakerphone and I'll help you listen."

Mo Yunqiu took the phone, as if he had received an Aladdin's magic lamp from the hand of an almighty genie, and lowered his head to press the phone number.

"Hi, please tell me." A middle-aged man with a full of air answered the phone.

"Hello, Uncle Zhao? It's me, Luo Qiu." At this moment, Mo Yunqiu realized that he was really an actor. When the voice sounded, he spoke in a familiar and smiling tone without thinking, from A stranger instantly turned into a familiar junior.

"Hey, Xiao Luo, what have you been up to lately? What new movie are you making?" The middle-aged man also changed into an acquaintance's tone.

Luo Qiu leaned over, put his lips next to his ear, and whispered in an extremely ambiguous gesture, "Let's chat with him first."

"Goofing around." Mo Yunqiu's face became hot, and he was immediately distracted.

"Hehe, if you're fooling around, you can be a film king, the little guy is getting more and more promising."

"Thanks to my parents, I have a cute face."

Mo Yunqiu completely imitated Luo Qiu's personality and tone, and the middle-aged man laughed heartily.

Luo Qiu intentionally licked his ear: "Do you like the pastel bottle given back last time?"

Mo Yunqiu was amused by him and shrank his head: "The pastel bottle I brought you last time, do you still like it?"

"I was just about to say, don't bring such expensive things here in the future, it's not an example."

"It's not expensive. The foreigner doesn't understand anything, so he just gave it to me. I have no place to put it. You know my dad. He only likes to wield knives and guns, so I brought it to you." Well."

Mo Yunqiu was basically aware of Luo Qiu's interpersonal relationship. He bought the olive vase with pink enamel and eight peaches from the Yongzheng period at a high price from a foreigner, and gave it away after changing hands.

Seeing that Mo Yunqiu spoke with style, Luo Qiu smiled and bit his earlobe.

Mo Yunqiu trembled, almost cried out, and pushed him away angrily: "Uncle Zhao, it's like this, I beg you to do something..."

The two of them stuck to each other so greasy all morning, and took advantage of the sunlight not so strong to swim a few laps in the sea. Luo Qiu pressed Mo Yunqiu on the beach and applied a few layers of sunscreen. Not even the ass.

Back at the villa, Mo Yunqiu hugged a coconut and turned on the computer again.

"Brother Qiu, there are really no news about you being blackmailed." He shouted excitedly, then paused, "I can't even find news about your plastic surgery."

Since Luo Qiuhong became an actress, he has been exposed to suspected plastic surgery on average every three months, and it has been accelerated to once a month after becoming a film star. At this rate, he has long been treated so much that he doesn't even know his parents.

Luo Qiu browsed the news, and sure enough, he couldn't find any reports saying that "Luo Qiu" is a cancer in the entertainment circle, including the news that satirized Ning Yu, and the news that filled the page was full of kisses According to Hua's report, the direction of public opinion is gradually biased towards "Luo Qiu".

"Brother Qiu, you are amazing! Brother Tong has had a headache for two days, and you can solve it with just one phone call!"

Luo Qiu was in high spirits, feeling that no matter how explicit his lover's flattery was, it would sound like the sound of nature, and no matter how tactful others' compliments were, he would still hug his thigh.

The voice of supporting "Luo Qiu" is getting louder and louder. Most people are on the side of "Luo Qiu", believing that he is innocent. Xia Xinghuo and Ning Yu's timely accusation aroused people's condemnation of the black hand behind the scenes , this emotion reached its peak after Mo Yunqiu posted on Weibo.

It's just that Luo Qiu stared at Mo Yunqiu's Weibo for a long time, feeling very puzzled.

"What are you posting?" Luo Qiu turned the screen up and looked back and forth.

Mo Yunqiu was making coconut rice in the kitchen: "What? Didn't you let me clear it up?"

"I mean what picture did you match?"

"Didn't you ask me to send a random picture?"

"Then you are too casual..." Luo Qiu muttered.

The big picture opened on the screen is clearly a pile of garbage, including leftover coconut shells, dirty paper towels, cartons stained with sauce, and crushed coke cans.

"I took a picture of a vase in the hotel toilet, can't I post it?" Mo Yunqiu came out with a plate of deliciously sliced ​​coconut rice.

Luo Qiu pointed at the computer: "Are you belittling my IQ?"

Mo Yunqiu took a closer look, then flipped through his phone again: "Hehe, I sent the wrong message."

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"The poster is using this dirty garbage picture to express his concern about Hainan's tourism ecology."

"Does Qiuqiu eat barbecue?"

"Do you understand this insinuation? Luo Qiu is satirizing those who slander him, and they will eventually be crushed like garbage."

Mo Yunqiu said with a guilty conscience, "Should I send another message saying that I was an assistant just now?"

Luo Qiu squinted at him, poor Zhou Chen was shot thousands of miles away.

"Don't worry about it, let's eat." Mo Yunqiu picked up a piece of coconut rice and brought it to his mouth.

The cooked coconut rice is cut into crescent moons, like mutton fat jade. The crystal clear glutinous rice is soaked in coconut milk, exuding a sweet coconut fragrance, and the white coconut meat has a pearl-like luster, which makes people salivate.

Luo Qiu opened his mouth and took a big bite, the glutinous softness and sweetness filled his mouth, the tip of his pale red tongue hooked on his fingertips, and licked away a grain of glutinous rice.

Three days later, there was a small gathering at Luo Qiu's family. Apart from Mo Yunqiu and Luo Qiu, there were also Shen Kangzheng and Song Yunqi.This was the first time Mo Yunqiu officially participated in their gathering.

The latest entertainment news is being broadcast on TV.

Mo Yunqiu's return trip was intentionally revealed, and he was surrounded by reporters as soon as he got off the plane.Cleared and escorted by bodyguards, Mo Yunqiu calmly walked out of the airport like a luminous body.

"Mr. Luo Qiu, what do you think of the recent reports that you bully newcomers?"

"Why did you keep silent on purpose?"

Mo Yunqiu stopped, took off his sunglasses gracefully, and smiled.All of a sudden the flashes flickered like crazy.

"I'm an actor and he's a singer. This kind of remarks are really..." Mo Yunqiu listened intentionally, and took control of the scene in his hands. He smiled helplessly, with a sense of tolerance, "It's really It's kind of ridiculous."

For a moment, the vicious attacks seemed to have become a laughing stock, unable to hurt him at all, and the reporters present were all overwhelmed by it.He is still the film king standing on the altar, making believers bow their heads to worship.

"Say a few more words!" Seeing that Mo Yunqiu was about to leave, the reporters persisted.

Mo Yunqiu showed that indulgent and generous smile again, as if he was very considerate of these hungry reporters.

"What are you talking about?" Mo Yunqiu made a thoughtful expression, and his slightly frowned eyebrows touched everyone's heart, "Oh, by the way, Ning Yu is still very young and a victim, please stop using verbal violence, Stop secondary damage."

Following his call, a spontaneous movement to "stop verbal violence and stop secondary harm" was launched vigorously, and the wind direction of public opinion was completely reversed.

At this time, Song Yunqi was dumping the contents of a leather portfolio on the table.