——【Finally the live broadcast room is open, the official is taking the lead in making trouble! 】

——【Welcome to watch the large-scale beauty contest of Tomato Entertainment. Don’t miss it if you pass by the online selection of concubines】

——[Where is Chenchen? I just want to see Chenchen’s cub ah ah ah]

——[I’m curious about who Jiang Chen will walk the red carpet with today. Will his female companion be with the members of SEASEVEN? ]

——[I am dying of laughter. A group like Hai7 (the abbreviation of the boy band that Jiang Chen is in) please don’t take advantage of our brother Jiang Chen’s popularity, okay? The crappy members are unbearable to lead.]

——【In the entertainment industry, Jiang Chen’s fans are the most disgusting. They are originally in the same group. If he has the guts, he should just quit the group. Without the support of group fans, do you really think you are the top star?】

…

Fans started tearing each other apart before the red carpet show even started.

After finishing her hairstyle, Xiangyi leaned on the nanny and closed her eyes to rest. In her ear, Anan was still gossiping with her: "Wow, as expected, the group fans of Hai7 and the fans of Jiang Chen are fighting again. The ways of greeting each other's ancestors are really varied..."

Jiang Chen debuted as the face and center of the idol boy group SEASEVEN. After the group was formed, it was only slightly popular, but Jiang Chen personally became a big hit due to his role in an idol drama, and his popularity was higher than the other six members combined.

So Tomato Entertainment started to make some bold moves. It officially announced that Jiang Chen would carry out solo activities without leaving the group. Then a years-long battle between group fans and single fans began.

Just now, Xiangyi ran into them in the styling studio.

The seven boys were all very good-looking, but the atmosphere was very depressing. They all huddled together, and Jiang Chen was undoubtedly the isolated one.

The dressing room was at the end of the corridor. While she was waiting for the nanny car, she accidentally overheard the conversation between Jiang Chen and his agent outside the door.

"Jiang Chen, don't you know that you are prone to edema? Who do you think will like you with such a swollen face?! Also, if one member ignores you, maybe it's that person's problem, but if six people ignore you, can't you reflect on yourself? You have such an unpleasant personality, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be where you are today?"

Xiangyi raised her eyebrows. Is this considered verbal violence?

Then a clear but depressed male voice came out: "Sorry, I practiced dancing too late yesterday, and I accidentally drank half a glass of water..."

"Why are you practicing dancing? You can't go back to that crappy group, you know? No one will like you if you go back! You won't be able to have a stage performance. Are there any singing competition programs in China? Besides, you don't really think that those unknown celebrities will tolerate you? Jiang Chen, you are different from them. They need to look up to you..."

"Please don't say that." The boy protested softly, "They are all very good people."

"Forget it. I have nothing to say to you. Remember to walk the red carpet with Qin Wanyan later. I have prepared the press release. Don't let me down."

After a few seconds, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground gradually faded away.

The young man outside the door sobbed for a while, and suddenly there was a sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Xiangyi didn't like to meddle in other people's business, but she was worried about something unexpected happening, so she decisively opened the door.

Jiang Chen fell to the ground. He did not faint, but his face was frighteningly pale.

While he was half conscious, he felt his wrist being touched by soft and warm fingertips for a moment, and then a piece of candy was stuffed into his mouth.

So sweet….

He opened his eyes, and in the dim light, the girl in front of him seemed to be holding a handful of bright starlight, looking at him calmly and indifferently.