Chapter 100: I only hate myself
"who?"
Jiang Yue stared at Song Lehan and asked repeatedly, "Who is targeting you?"
Song Lehan moved her lips, a string of names was on the tip of her tongue, but she suddenly couldn't say it.
The reason why those people were able to do this was actually because of the opportunity given by Jiang Yue.
This drama was filmed last summer, and Ye Shuqing's crew was next door.
At that time, Jiang Yue would always visit Ye Shuqing on set, and from time to time he would order milk tea and desserts for the crew. Occasionally, he would also send benefits to the crew in Ye Shuqing's name.
In his free time, Ye Shuqing would come to visit the crew and get along well with many people, except Song Lehan.
Those who can survive in this circle are all smart people.
Looking at this situation, you can figure out what is going on even with your feet.
Ye Shuqing is the person Jiang Yue really wants to support.
If the sponsor doesn't like Song Lehan, then naturally no one else can like her either.
However, the filming had already reached the later stages, and Song Lehan didn’t have many scenes left, and the isolation he suffered didn’t last long.
At that time, she simply felt that something was wrong, but now she realizes that they had been treating her like this since then.
Fortunately, at that time Song Lehan's attention was all on teaching. The cute and innocent children made her feel that the world was much better.
And all this originated from Jiang Yue.
Without his connivance and cooperation, Ye Shuqing would not have been so blatant.
At least, she will maintain her own personality.
In Jiang Yue's eyes, Song Lehan's silence seemed unreasonable.
"Do you know what this drama promotion means?" Jiang Yue was actually a little dissatisfied, very dissatisfied with Song Lehan's attitude. "Promoting the drama well is the first step to changing others' views of you."
"At least, in the eyes of others, you are a dedicated actor. But now, you ran away secretly. It's okay if you are not photographed. If you are photographed by paparazzi, you..."
As Jiang Yue was talking, he started laughing out of anger.
"Being scolded is the least of my worries! If passersby boycott you, no one will dare to film with you even if I spend a lot of money!"
Song Lehan sneered silently.
No one knows her current situation better than her.
How could she not know the importance of drama publicity?
Doesn’t she want a good personality and audience appeal?
When Jiang Yue said these words, he never thought about it from Song Lehan's perspective.
He is like an East Asian parent, blaming you for not listening and being so ignorant under the pretext of "I'm doing this for your own good," but he never considers the psychology behind his actions.
Song Lehan didn't want to question Jiang Yue.
Even if I ask, it's no use.
He will never put himself in someone else's shoes.
If he could think from another's perspective, he would not be Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue thought that Song Lehan didn't say anything because he felt guilty, so he stopped saying anything particularly harsh.
He thought about it and made a decision for Song Lehan. "Tomorrow I will give the production team a reasonable explanation and renegotiate the time for the drama promotion. Next time, you must cooperate."
Hearing him say this, Song Lehan felt inexplicably unhappy.
"I don't want to see Juxuan. I don't want to see those people."
Jiang Yue: "Do you still want to be a top star?"
He squatted down and touched Song Lehan's head, wanting to comfort her, but was avoided by others.
Song Lehan: "Jiang Yue, I said, I don't want to see that group of people."
"Stop making trouble," Jiang Yue lowered his posture and coaxed her gently: "Be good, be obedient, and cooperate well. Just this once, and you will never meet again."
Song Lehan pulled the corner of his mouth with a bitter face, "I didn't make a fuss."
"They asked about my privacy in public, asking if I was two-timing, and who I had been with." Song Lehan repeated their questions, and the more he spoke, the more outrageous it seemed. "After all this, if you still want me to record again, then I don't think I really want to be popular with the audience."
Jiang Yue was stunned. He had never expected this to happen.
"Who asked these questions?" He looked serious.
Song Lehan chuckled and asked, "Is it necessary to ask these questions?"
"Jiang Yue," she called his name, and said word by word, "I don't blame them. From the beginning to the end, you are the only one who could put me in this situation now."
"Without you, I might not be as popular as I am now, but I definitely wouldn't be scolded by so many people."
Jiang Yue was silent for a moment, his voice hoarse, "Are you blaming me?"
"No." Song Lehan's face was calm, and he was telling the truth, "I only hate myself."
Hate yourself for being controlled by others.
I hate myself for not having the ability to make a lot of money.
I hate myself for being so incompetent.
The room fell into silence.
There is nothing more to say.
"It's getting late, I need to rest." Song Lehan started to drive Jiang Yue away.
Jiang Yue stood up and stopped as soon as he turned around.
"Are you in love with Xu Jiangcuo?"
The sudden change of topic made Song Lehan pause for two seconds.
After realizing what was happening, she turned cold and asked, "Is it useful to ask these questions?"
Jiang Yue turned around, locked his eyes with her, and repeated, "Do you like Xu Jiangcuo?"
This time it was a question.
"Whether I like him or not seems to have nothing to do with you."
Jiang Yue seemed to see through her immediately, raised his chin, and warned her: "I advise you to put away those inappropriate thoughts, work hard, and film well."
"In a few days, I will find someone to deal with all the scandals about you. Don't let me hear about you getting too close to other men again."
After leaving behind some harsh words, Jiang Yue walked to the entrance and left with a "bang".
The more Song Lehan thought about it, the angrier he became. He then picked up the pillow and threw it in the direction Jiang Yue left.
"Now you remember me! Why didn't you do this before!"
Song Lehan complained to the air, but then she thought, she had survived all these years, and now she suddenly did this, she was a little uncomfortable.
never mind.
Don't want to think about it anymore.
Song Lehan got up and went to the bathroom, looking for a new psychologist while taking a shower.
When she came out of the bathroom, she received a call from her agent.
"Grandpa, which man have you taken a fancy to now?" The agent came up and started to speak sarcastically, "I don't mind you being lustful, but can you please not let me down at the crucial moment?"
Song Lehan was confused by what he said, "What's wrong? What happened again?"
"The photos of you and that man have been circulating like crazy on the trending searches. What else can you do? You're almost dead!" The agent said in a hurried and angry tone.
Now, Song Lehan finally understood a little bit.
But, which man is this photo with?
Xu Jiangcuo or Jiang Yue?
Song Lehan couldn't guess, so she decided to go and take a look herself. She turned on the speaker and jumped to the trending search interface.
The first hot search: Song Lehan meets new boyfriend at night.
A clear photo is included.
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