Zhang Meng thought Qi Ying had really gone mad, and he finally got angry, grabbing Qi Ying and pulling her towards the apartment.
After putting Qi Ying in her house, Zhang Meng turned to leave. Before he even reached the bottom of the stairs, he heard the clatter of high heels behind him. When Zhang Meng turned around, he saw blood gushing from Qi Ying's hand, and a large gash on her wrist.
Zhang Meng was terrified. He knocked on several neighbors' doors, borrowed a cell phone, and dialed the emergency number.
In the hospital, Zhang Meng couldn't understand why Qi Ying had become like this.
After hearing the story, Jiang Yixing had a complicated expression and really didn't know what to say.
"And then what?"
“I called her parents and asked them to come over and take care of Qi Ying.”
Zhang Meng wasn't unwilling to fulfill his duties as a manager, but being with Qi Ying would probably drive him crazy.
Jiang Yixing patted his shoulder to express his sympathy. His fingers twitched slightly, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes. An invisible red line of cause and effect lit up around Zhang Meng. Following the red line, Jiang Yixing saw Qi Ying in the hospital.
Qi Ying turned out to be Zhang Meng's karmic calamity; his future depended entirely on this calamity.
Jiang Yixing picked up his water glass, took a sip, thought for a moment, and then said, "I advise you to terminate your contract with Qi Ying."
Zhang Meng frowned. He didn't want to take over Qi Ying's care in her current state, but after all, he had cared for her for several years, and he couldn't bear to do it.
Jiang Yixing produced a wooden bracelet from somewhere and handed it to Zhang Meng. "To be honest, my family has a long history of fortune telling. You must make a decision when necessary, or you will suffer the consequences."
Zhang Meng took the bracelet, glanced at it, and laughed, "Really?"
Jiang Yixing adopted an air of superiority, "Of course."
Zhang Meng was amused and put the bracelet on his hand, his expression finally relaxing a little.
"Alright, let's not talk about me anymore. You've been free these past few days, haven't you?"
"No."
Jiang Yixing's open laptop desktop was displaying the latest news updates. Zhang Meng picked up the mouse and started flipping through it. Ever since Jiang Yixing's video was posted online, the online sentiment had shifted.
After watching the video carefully, Zhang Mengzai had a strange expression on his face. "Your family isn't fortune tellers, they're martial arts practitioners, right?!"
The video shows Jiang Yixing opening the door, He Mang leaning against the door, and then Jiang Yixing starting her talent show. The subsequent dialogue about the movie invitation was deleted by Jiang Yixing beforehand, as she did not want to cause too much controversy too early.
Jiang Yixing's martial arts performance alone has already sparked a huge discussion.
"Holy crap! Holy crap! That's so cool!"
"Sister!! Sister!! You're so cool!"
"No way? So Chinese people really know kung fu?"
"It's impossible to clear your name! Chinese people really know kung fu!"
"Who is this woman? Her movements are so fluid, she must be a trained martial artist!"
Jiang Yixing's fans seized the opportunity: "Jiang Yixing! A newcomer to the entertainment industry who just graduated this year! You can check out some of her past achievements! Investing in her is definitely worthwhile!"
The compilation includes Jiang Yixing's first viral video—kicking a motorcycle and catching a thief barehanded—as well as her first advertisement—in which she sported a completely different image, looking as beautiful as a fairy. It also includes a video of her subduing an attacker on set faster than the police, and the latest photos from a Fubana event.
Wow! This girl has the makings of a great cop movie actress!
Wow, there are such cool girls in the entertainment industry!!
Some martial arts enthusiasts have also begun to discuss the origins of Jiang Yixing's kung fu:
"The middle movement looks a bit like Shaolin staff techniques, doesn't it?"
"No, no, this palm technique is somewhat similar to Baguazhang."
"Southern Fist! It's Southern Fist!"
"Pah! This is clearly Wudang swordsmanship!"
The heated discussion was observed by a large number of onlookers.
"Hilarious! Martial arts enthusiasts are the real fans! I bet they're going to scrutinize that video frame by frame!"
"Martial arts enthusiasts are even more dedicated than true fans? I, Jiang Yixing's true fan, am taking a backseat!"
"That means Jiang Yixing really has some skills!"
"Of course! Didn't you hear the sound of punches flying in the video? I suspect if I stood in front of her, she could punch two of me at once!"
“He Mang was startled. Did you see that? He took a half step back at that moment.”
"Hahahaha—"
Was your half-step back a deliberate action?
"And this is supposed to be a rumor about Jiang Yixing and He Mang? Seriously, it's obvious He Mang can't handle Jiang Yixing."
"Exactly! These marketing accounts are shameless! He Mang didn't even enter the room! The editing makes it seem like they did something really bad later!"
"Exactly! It's just a set of kung fu moves!"
"Aren't these marketing accounts getting more views than their previous ambiguous videos? Are they stupid?!"
The rumors about Jiang Yixing and He Mang have been completely cleared up. After two rounds of this, each time ending in a misunderstanding, netizens finally believe that Jiang Yixing and He Mang are now just friends. The focus of attention has gradually shifted to the fact that Jiang Yixing knows kung fu.
Zhang Meng was deeply shocked. What else could Jiang Yixing do? His own artist was too amazing!
Jiang Yixing slightly raised her chin. "I'm just that cool."
Zhang Meng's initially terrible mood was lifted by Jiang Yixing's words, and he became more relaxed.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Zhang Meng bent his wrist, which was covered in ointment, “It seems I’d better listen to you.”
Jiang Yixing raised an eyebrow. Was he planning to terminate the contract?
"My fortune telling is quite accurate; you won't suffer any losses."
"We'll have to get you some eccentric roles in the future; you're really suited for them right now."
Jiang Yixing laughed heartily. If Zhang Meng really got her some roles like that, she would give it her all. Jiang Yixing also joked along with Zhang Meng's words, "Then I'll take roles in this style from now on."
“Speaking of taking on roles, a few production teams have recently sent you scripts. Do you want to take a look?” Zhang Meng slapped his forehead, remembering something he had forgotten. He had originally planned to mention it on the plane, but Qi Ying’s matter had almost made him forget.
"How's the script? Is the story interesting?" Jiang Yixing became interested, propping his head up as he looked at Zhang Meng.
Zhang Meng had a complicated expression on his face. "They're all pretty much the same story. There are just too many similar themes lately."
"We should be more cautious with our first project. Maybe we should wait and see?"
Jiang Yixing said either way was fine, and Zhang Meng would make the decision.
Jiang Yixing and Qi Ying formed a stark contrast. Zhang Meng left Jiang Yixing's house, came to their apartment building, sat on a bench by the roadside, lit a cigarette, and the cigarette butt flickered in the night.
The evening breeze was cool and refreshing, clearing my mind. Looking back on the past few years, I realized that I had fulfilled my responsibilities.
Zhang Meng stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can. He walked over to his car, which had been scratched quite a bit, and finally made up his mind to terminate his contract with Qi Ying.
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