Chapter 150 The most popular female cannon fodder in the entertainment industry 6
In the dim room, the only light source was the faint white light emitted by the 55-inch TV on the wall. The picture on the TV was exactly the content of the first day of the rural life live broadcast.
The man, hidden in the darkness, greedily watched the girl on the TV. The comments from the livestream audience flickered across the screen, and the content of the comments made his expression even worse.
Best broker.
The man sneered, covered his red eyes with his hands, and his palms began to moisten.
This is about uprooting everything related to herself from her life, even the love of her fans.
His Jojo.
The pearl he dug out with his own hands.
Because of his momentary carelessness, it fell into the hands of others.
Even the name Yu Xiu is gradually being erased from Qiao Qiao's fanbase. It won't be long before a new agent completely replaces his position among them...
Low laughter spread across the empty flat, and Yu Xiu's face was filled with a miserable smile.
For a person, the most painful thing is not coveting treasures that do not belong to him, but losing the treasures that were once within his reach in his hands.
If only he hadn't brought Qiao Qiao to that party...
The main residence of the Qi family in Shangjing.
The owner of the house likes quietness, so after lunch, the servants would go back to their rooms. In the spacious and bright living room, the only sounds left were the TV and the rustling sound of files being flipped through.
Qi Liansheng handled the documents nervously, and from time to time he looked up and glanced at his third uncle who was watching the variety show seriously with an unfamiliar look.
Who would have thought that Mr. Qi Sanye, the patriarch of the Qi family who holds most of the power and wealth of the Qi family, would actually watch this kind of variety show?
I was just watching a variety show, and it was his third aunt's variety show. Why did his face turn darker while watching it?
The aura around him was surprisingly heavy. According to what was said online, he was like a husband whose wife ran off with another man.
Um?
Ran away with another man?
His third aunt is on this variety show. Could it be that she really ran away with another man?
Qi Liansheng was shocked at first, but then he became interested. After all, although his third uncle was only a few years older than him, he had been aloof and lonely since he was young, and it was not easy to see him making fun of himself.
Unable to bear the thought any longer, Qi Liansheng quietly turned on his computer and clicked on Pastoral Life, which was ranked first on the hot search list of live variety shows.
I read it with great interest.
His third aunt is so beautiful.
The beauty that came into his sight made Qi Liansheng sigh in his heart. He didn't dare to look anymore and quickly turned his attention to other people in the live broadcast room.
Isn’t this... the young master of the Mu family?
Hey, why is he so attentive to his third aunt?
Qi Liansheng quickly glanced at his third uncle who was in the living room. Sure enough, the man, who already had a stern expression, looked even more gloomy.
hiss.
Qi Liansheng, who was in awe of his third uncle, suddenly lost his desire to watch the show. He fumbled to turn off the computer, lowered his head and stared at the documents on the table, fearing that he would accidentally offend his third uncle.
In the live broadcast, the girl had curved eyebrows and a happy smile on her lips. It was obvious that she was in a very good mood, which was rarely seen when she was with Qi Jing. The man's eyes were deep.
The live broadcast of the first episode of the third season of Pastoral Life lasted only three days. Perhaps because of the director's warning, no major conflicts occurred during these three days.
Happy times always fly by, and this live broadcast is about to end, and the audience in the live broadcast room are reluctant to leave.
"No, why is it over so soon? My happiness is interrupted."
"Why don't you try to do a live broadcast when Qiao Bao gets home? You don't have to say anything, I'd be happy to watch just him eating."
"Everyone in the live broadcast room, do you know when the main episode will be broadcast?"
"It should be next Friday."
"Next Friday, which means I have to wait another week. It's okay, I've waited three years, why should I be afraid of this week?"
"But I still want to watch it. These past few days have felt like a dream..."
"Who isn't? I used to check Weibo every day to see if there was any news about Qiao Qiao's return. Now that Qiao Qiao is back, it really feels like a dream..."
"Qiao Qiao can also participate in more variety shows in the future. This kind of slow-paced show is most suitable for Qiao Bao..."
Whenever Nan Qiao appears in the screen, the entire barrage is filled with words expressing love for Nan Qiao, and the backstage staff are used to it.
All the love and care is bestowed upon one person, nothing else can compare to this.
When the time came, the staff ruthlessly turned off all the live cameras, paying no attention to the screams of the audience on the barrage.
This episode of live broadcast is over.
Realizing this, everyone's expressions became somewhat reluctant. While they were packing up the live broadcast equipment in the room, their eyes kept drifting towards the stairs.
It was not just the staff, but also the few guests who had not left the living room downstairs.
The living room was extremely quiet at this time, with only the sound of staff moving the live broadcast equipment away.
Without the live camera, everyone relaxed a lot. Mu Cheng leaned lazily against the sofa, his peach blossom eyes looking towards the stairs without any concealment.
"I remember that Mr. Cheng has a new drama starting filming tomorrow? Why didn't you book your flight for today?"
Cheng Heng smiled warmly, as still as the wind: "Yeah, I forgot to order it."
Mu Cheng curled his lips and sneered.
The two male artists, who are both good-looking, have completely different temperaments. One is standing and the other is sitting, but the guests still see the tension between them.
They were all smart people, so they naturally saw the reason why the two were arguing with each other. A hint of envy flashed across Song Zhitao's face.
Mu Cheng is a well-known second-generation with a good family background in the circle, and Cheng Heng is a movie emperor who has won many awards. No matter who she is on good terms with, it will be an excellent connection for her.
Perhaps some people are born with such good fortune, and the connections they dream of obtaining are just backup options in the hands of others...
Such reality made Song Zhitao feel a little uncomfortable, but envy was one thing and Qiao Qiao was another.
After only three days together, I couldn't help myself from a beauty like Qiao Qiao, let alone these stinky men.
Song Zhitao has always been very self-aware, unlike some people.
Thinking of this, a hint of sarcasm flashed across Song Zhitao's eyes. He rolled his eyes lightly and glanced at the silent Song Qingyan again.
Not noticing Song Zhitao's gaze, Song Qingyan was lost in her own thoughts, staring blankly at the stairs, her gentle face showing a hint of haggardness.
These three days were the most torturous three days in her life.
She has an arrogant personality. When Nan Qiao retired from the entertainment industry, she left behind a huge fan base. In order to quickly gain fame and resources, she suppressed her self-esteem and styled herself like Nan Qiao in all her makeup and appearance, attempting to take over this huge fan base.
In the eyes of fans, a fake is always inferior to the real thing. Most fans would rather remain silent than follow someone else, but the end result is the same: after half a year as "Little Nan Qiao", her fame has increased significantly.
Clown, supporting role, protagonist.
She played one role after another and finally became famous. She immediately abandoned her previous behavior of "Little Nan Qiao" and quickly established her own style. She was even more secretive about her experience of imitating others.
Now the person she imitated is back. Seeing that face that is so beautiful that it seems like something out of ordinary is swaying in front of her every day is like a thorn in her throat.
Envy, fear, boredom, regret...all kinds of emotions intertwined and surged in her heart, making her unable to sleep and eat.
She was scared.
She was really scared.
Song Qingyan had already read the Weibo post. Even though she was mentally prepared, the audience's love for Nan Qiao on Weibo really shocked her.
She was afraid that the fact that she had imitated Nan Qiao would be exposed.
After all, the more people love Nan Qiao, the more they hate her, a despicable imitator...
Without the camera, the gentle woman put away her usual smile, pursed her lips tightly, and looked surprisingly indifferent.
There were bursts of footsteps coming from the wooden stairs, and several bodyguards in suits came down from upstairs, each holding a large suitcase in their hands.
They walked through the living room with their things in their hands, their eyes fixed straight ahead. Their aura frightened the staff.
Qiao Bao and his bodyguards... look so imposing.
Mu Cheng, who had a faint smile on his lips, could no longer maintain the smile. His eyes darkened slightly, and he glanced sideways at the backgrounds of several bodyguards and pursed his lips.
These bodyguards don't look simple.
If I'm not mistaken, they should have seen blood. I just don't know if they are retired soldiers or mercenaries hired by the Qi family...
The sound of footsteps coming from the wooden stairs again made him stop thinking, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again. Mu Cheng's eyes were burning, and he saw Nan Qiao appear at the stairs.
He straightened up, took a few steps forward and said, "Qiao Qiao, are you going home?"
"Well, there's still some things to do. I'll go back first."
Nan Qiao smiled with her eyes curved. It was obvious that she had been very happy these days. Even though she had to go home and face that man, she didn't have much resistance.
"Are you going to the airport? I'm free, why don't I take you there?"
"Aren't you going home?"
"Come back tomorrow."
"No, it's been a busy day today. Go and rest. I have a driver to take me to the airport."
After thinking for a moment, Nan Qiao still refused. The arranged convoy was already outside the door, so there was no need to trouble Mu Cheng.
Mu Cheng didn't feel forced after being rejected. He smiled and turned his gaze to the agent following behind the girl, his eyes flashing slightly.
Xu Rong listened quietly to the conversation between the two without interrupting. She was hired by Mr. Qi San, but she was only Qiao Qiao's agent and had no right to interfere in Qiao Qiao's friendships.
Just looking at the passionate top idol in front of her, she sighed softly in her heart.
There's really no comparison between people.
Cheng Heng and Mu Cheng were both influential figures in the circle. If the artists under her had come into contact with such people in the past, she would probably have woken up laughing in her sleep.
But these are unnecessary for Qiao Qiao.
As long as Qiao Qiao says she wants something, countless people will rush to offer it to her, and she never needs to take the initiative to fight for it.
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