Chapter 24
The official account of "Love in Progress" quickly released a video and announcement, explaining the cause of the incident. All conspiracy theories were instantly shattered, and those fans who were jumping up and down online were instantly silenced. No one expected that Han Zeyu was poisoned by oleander, and he licked it himself!
For a time, there was a lot of ridicule on the Internet.
[This cool outfit is really deadly hahaha~]
[I'm so lucky! And you're saying someone is trying to murder your brother. You've probably watched too many palace dramas.]
[I never expected this result, I laughed to death hahaha~]
[Hey, whose date is like this? You're still winking. Now go in.]
[I'm so pissed! What did I do wrong to poison my eyes?]
In the morning, Meng Zhanyang pulled his suitcase and walked towards the small villa where the filming was to be done. It must be said that the filming environment was quite good. After sitting on the plane for several hours, Meng Zhanyang shook his head, feeling extremely tired.
He saw a convex mirror at the intersection. He stood under it and adjusted his handsome hair in front of the mirror. He turned around in place. Hmm, not bad. He sniffed his sleeves. Damn, it didn't smell good anymore.
He opened his suitcase, took out the perfume and sprayed it on himself a few times. Hmm, perfect~
He made two "Aba" sounds at the convex mirror. The mouth in the mirror was as big as a big monkey. Meng Zhanyang laughed. It was funny.
When he had laughed enough, he looked up and saw that there were suddenly a few little people with big heads in the convex mirror. No way, no way, he was just going crazy!
Meng Zhanyang turned his head stiffly, raised his hand guiltily, and said, "Hi~"
Behind him stood Jing Jianchen and his photographer, and not far away stood another guest. Meng Zhanyang's heart shattered on the spot. Was it too late for him to pick up his idol baggage now?!
Jing Jianchen nodded towards the new guest today. He knew Meng Zhanyang, a singing and dancing singer from Shengtian.
Meng Zhanyang asked dryly, not giving up, "Teacher Jing, didn't you take the picture just now?"
The photographer following Jing Jianchen pointed the camera at him and said, "Please don't question my professional ability."
[The soldering iron pricked my heart, hahaha~]
[Isn’t Meng Zhanyang following the Bking route…]
[The production team was really quick, as soon as one person was offline, they immediately added another one.]
[It’s Meng Zhanyang! I really like his songs!]
[This is so funny. He used to get scolded for being pretentious. But everyone scolded him wrongly. He is just a funny guy, hahaha~]
Meng Zhanyang grabbed his suitcase and ran away. What the hell was he doing? Could he even pick up his cold, ruthless, evil, and crazy persona again?!
Meng Zhanyang was busy running with his head down. When he heard the sound of "Aiya, aiya, aiya" and looked up, a bicycle in front of him was about to hit him. The uncle shouted, "You go left, I'll go right!"
Following the uncle's instructions, Meng Zhanyang quickly dodged to the left. The uncle hit him on his bike, and both of them fell into the green belt about half a meter high. Meng Zhanyang's suitcase and the uncle's bicycle all flew out.
Half of Meng Zhanyang's body was stuck in the green belt, and his long legs were exposed with nowhere to go.
The photographer behind Jing Jianchen opened his mouth so wide that an egg could fit in it, and he even kindly took a close-up shot.
【Hahahaha~】
[This is really the extent of carrying a high-speed train all night long, hahaha~]
[Big Brother, why don’t you switch to living on a planet? Haha~]
[Sorry, I called you a show-off before, but I was blind. I apologize!]
In Jing Jianchen's live broadcast split screen, 700,000 to 800,000 online fans watched today's new guest on the spot. The director arranged for today's new guest to appear in front of the camera in a cool way with a suitcase, and then to add some cool entrance music to make the new guest shine.
Now, what a joke, he was just pushed into the green belt. Meng Zhanyang is a person who cares most about face and image. His black fans nicknamed him Bking. Now, he has failed before the show even started.
The director asked Meng Zhanyang's photographer to start work early. Since the filming had already failed, he might as well give Meng Zhanyang's fans a surprise.
The photographer who received the notification rushed over with his big gun. Such a perfect picture couldn't be seen by him alone. Before the photographer ran there, he turned on the camera when he was 800 meters away, and Meng Zhanyang's live broadcast split screen appeared in the control room.
Meng Zhanyang posted a cool selfie at the airport yesterday, telling his fans that he was about to join the cast of a dating variety show. His fans came early this morning to wait, and as soon as Meng Zhanyang's live broadcast split screen was opened, his fans came in immediately.
【Why is the camera so shaky? 】
[Hey, where's my brother? Why isn't he here when the show starts? ]
What's that thing stuck in the green belt?
【Hey, I saw Emperor Jing! 】
In the green belt, Meng Zhanyang turned around and saw the uncle who was also stuck there. He said with despair, "Didn't we say I'll be on the left and you'll be on the right..."
"I am, it's all your fault for not knowing the direction!"
"I was running to the fucking left!"
“I ran to the right too!”
The two men looked at each other and thought, okay, they were running towards us!
Meng Zhanyang climbed up from the green belt. Fortunately, the broadcast had not started yet, and Teacher Jing was some distance away from him, so he probably didn't get filmed.
As soon as he looked up, he saw a black camera facing him, almost hitting his face. Meng Zhanyang screamed and dived back into the green belt.
【Brother? Is that you?】
【Brother, what are you doing? 】
【???】
Meng Zhanyang's shout attracted Ye Lingchen and Lu Yijin who were taking a walk. He moved over, holding his waist, and as soon as he arrived, he saw two long legs sticking out in the green belt.
"A murder scene?"
[Hahahaha~ Ye Chenchen, don’t be so mean! ]
[Whose corpse has its own photographer? Haha~]
Lu Yijin, who was standing next to him, also chuckled. The director said yesterday that there would be a new guest today, but he didn't say who it was. It should be a new guest. The way this new guest appeared was quite unique.
Ye Lingchen just went over to join in the fun, but the pair of long legs quickly retracted, frightening Ye Lingchen so much that he jumped back, "Ah! A corpse!"
Ye Lingchen moved too much and his tailbone twitched in pain. Ye Lingchen tripped over his left foot and leaned back with his right foot. Instead of falling to the ground as expected, he bumped into a warm, hard wall. Ye Lingchen lifted his tightly closed eyelids and saw, hmm, this sharp and perfect jawline.
Jing Jianchen helped the man to stand up and said, "Be careful and don't make trouble."
"Oh." Ye Lingchen held onto Jing Jianchen's arm and stood up. He squeezed over to join in the fun.
Meng Zhanyang hid in the green belt, kneeling on the ground and refusing to come out. He buried his face in his hands. He now felt that this green belt was the safest place. He muttered softly, "It's all a dream, it's all a dream."
The photographer called out to him several times, "Mr. Meng, please come out quickly. I can't take a picture of your face like this."
The photographer's voice reminded him that this was not a dream. Meng Zhanyang fell to the ground and slammed his mouth on his palm, "Ahhh, let this earth be destroyed!"
Just a few moments after the broadcast started, his live broadcast screen was already crowded with fans.
【what happened? 】
[Brother, why are you drilling into the green belt? Come on.]
[Is this my domineering brother? ]
【Covering my face, I'm going to stop following you for a second. 】
Meng Zhanyang hid inside and refused to come out, "Tell the director I don't want to shoot anymore, I want to go home! All of you leave, no more shooting." Woo woo woo~ The little guy in Meng Zhanyang's heart lay on the ground, rolling around and shedding two noodle-like tears. Let them be destroyed, let them all be destroyed!
When the director behind the main screen saw that his new guest was going to boycott the performance, he knew that this was unacceptable. He slammed the lid of the thermos in his hand and ran over at a sprint of 800 meters.
Ye Lingchen stretched his head to look into the green belt. "Are you dead?"
Meng Zhanyang scrambled to his feet and said, "You're the one who died!"
Ye Lingchen stood up straight with displeasure, "Troublemaker."
When Meng Zhanyang looked up, he saw a shining young man standing in the morning light. He was crossing his arms, and his beautiful almond-shaped eyes were looking at him sideways, full of condescending contempt. His pink thin lips were slightly pursed to express his dissatisfaction.
Meng Zhanyang was stunned for a moment. How could there be such a good-looking person? He was so cool and beautiful, even his hair was so noble.
"Is he a guest?"
The photographer nodded, and Meng Zhanyang's eyes lit up. "Then I will participate and not withdraw."
Meng Zhanyang pulled back his sunglasses that had flown away and put them on his head. He stood up gracefully from the green belt and raised his head high. Oh, the little beauty was half a head shorter than him, so he could just hook her chin and lower his head slightly to kiss her.
Meng Zhanyang raised his domineering three-point evil smile, his eyes revealed four points of indifference, and the remaining three points were replaced by a blurred smile. You little brat, this will surely charm the little beauty to death.
He reached out and plucked a small flower from the tree. "Hello, I'm Meng Zhanyang, nice to meet you."
Ye Lingchen looked at the man standing in the green belt like a fool. He wondered if he was mentally ill. "Your mouth is crooked, your eyes are twitching, your eyes are blurry, and your facial expressions are twitching. You have the symptoms of a stroke."
After Ye Lingchen finished speaking, he moved away. Meng Zhanyang was petrified on the spot holding the little flower.
Ahahahahaha~
[Why is Ye Chenchen's mouth so poisonous hhhh~]
[I'm dying of laughter. From now on, if anyone laughs like that, I'll tell them they're having a stroke!]
Meng Zhanyang's fans also burst into laughter mercilessly. They didn't think there was anything wrong with his brother laughing like that before, but now it's really hahahaha when they hear it this way.
Lu Yijin trotted over, and Meng Zhanyang took a look and thought, hey, another little cutie is here. He raised his wicked smile again and said that how could anyone not be attracted by his charm that could be placed anywhere? I heard that there are three red guests, and there must be one who will be conquered by his charm.
Lu Yijin whispered, "Hello, the flower you picked is oleander. The last time Han Zeyu picked this flower, he's now in the hospital."
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