The assistant read through the comments and felt a cold sweat on his back.
Others don’t know who Shen Qing is, but he knows.
Queen, RT's princess, no, it's the queen.
Do these netizens know who they are scolding?
It's really worrying.
"Boss, what should we do now?" The assistant glanced at Lu Xuanyou. This matter was caused by the boss, and Miss An Ning's temper was not easy to cure. He was really afraid that his boss's heart would be broken into pieces.
Lu Xuanyou continued to read the comments without saying anything.
Just then, the agent called and the assistant's phone rang.
Lu Xuanyou took a look at it and took it directly.
"Um, did you go look for Lu?"
"It's me." Lu Xuanyou said lightly.
The agent was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Lu, don't make a statement yet. The company will handle this matter for you."
"how long?"
"Well..." The agent paused and said nothing.
No matter where they are, an artist needs popularity, and now is the time when Lu Xuanyou is the most popular. After all, they have a new drama and need his popularity to promote it.
"Can it be resolved today?" Lu Xuanyou knew his agent's concerns.
"Can."
Lu Xuanyou didn't say anything, just hung up the phone and returned the phone to his assistant.
"Boss, don't you need to explain this?" The assistant was holding the phone and suddenly felt it was a little hot.
He and Shen Qing didn't spend much time together, but her arrogance was ingrained in her. How could she tolerate the former top female star of RT being despised by thousands of people?
Lu Xuanyou lowered his head and looked up after a long time, "Wait for the company."
The assistant was stunned for a moment, sighed, and quietly left the room.
Lu Xuanyou found his cell phone and called Shen Qing.
**
"Ah Huan, throw a bomb." Shen Qing was lying on the sofa, directing in the game.
Nie Huan clumsily took out a bomb, and with a loud bang, she fell to the ground.
Shen Qing was not surprised at all. It was quite bizarre that someone could play the game to the level of Nie Huan.
It’s worth playing games with a once-in-a-century weirdo.
"Are you still playing games?" Xia Mang picked up her bag and prepared to go out.
Shen Qing raised his eyes, glanced at her and continued to look at the screen, "Take the medicine yourself, I'll go to the right."
Seeing that no one paid attention to her, Xia Mang shook her head and said, "Well, female college students nowadays don't even have to attend classes. As long as they are brave enough, they can have their winter vacation and summer vacation together."
Shen Qing ignored Xia Mang and only looked up after the others left the door.
"Offline, there's a call." Shen Qing looked at the caller ID and exited the game.
"What?" Shen Qing said indifferently.
"Qingqing, Mo Yan and I have nothing to do with the Weibo matter."
"Is it related to me?"
Lu Xuanyou paused, and everything he wanted to say turned into one sentence, "No."
"I'm sorry to drag you into this matter."
"oh."
"I will resolve this matter today." Lu Xuanyou's voice lacked confidence. He was using her.
"Oh." Shen Qing didn't care, "Hang up, I still have games."
"Qingqing, your piano playing is becoming more and more like your master."
Shen Qing was startled for a moment, and then hung up the phone the next second.
Lu Xuanyou glanced at his phone, lowered his head and smiled. The hotel room was equipped with an old-fashioned record player. He took out a record from his suitcase. On it was engraved the word "Doomsday" in small seal script.
Soon, soft and cheerful music filled the entire room.
…
In the game.
Chen Qing started a game, and after watching Nie Huan kill him again, he narrowed his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Nie Huan heard Shen Qing sigh slightly.
"It's okay, we had a good time." Shen Qing casually killed the three people who came over.
Nie Huan smiled and lowered his head, and after his injury healed, he followed Shen Qing.
"I know about your Weibo post."
"Oh." Shen Qing responded perfunctorily.
"Don't care?" Chu Yu showed Nie Huan the comments, and the people on them were cursing quite harshly.
"This is just the beginning." Shen Qing put away the knife in his hand, took the bow from his back, pulled the string, and aimed at the person in the distance.
The light blue arrow flew off the string like a hurricane, shooting towards the enemy's face.
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