Chapter 441 Move Your Little Brain
#萧无志改盘演员#'s super-chat theme disappeared, not to mention, even the long-standing #秦夜跑出娱乐圈# was nowhere to be seen.

The search box showed that there were no relevant terms he searched for in the entire weibo.

I rely on!

Even if Weibo belongs to her family, it can't do this level, right?
Isn't Qin Ye the Second Young Master Jun, how can he have such a great ability?
Or, did someone reach out to the Jun family in the imperial capital?
How dangerous...

There was a layer of sweat on his forehead, Qin Yifan was extremely thankful that he didn't show up from the beginning to the end, and the matter was caused by those keyboard warriors on the Internet.

Like Qin Yifan, there are thousands of netizens with the same dazed expression.

On the keyboard, the word Qin Ye can be typed, and phrases such as get out, entertainment circle, and shady can also be typed.

However, once you typed out entries such as Qin Ye getting out of the entertainment circle, Qin Ye's insider scene, etc., as soon as you clicked to publish, Weibo showed that you posted prohibited words.

Immediately afterwards, the account was frozen.

The system shows that it takes 24 hours to log in again to unlock.

Fuck his grandma!

Why, Qin Ye's acting is not good enough so people can't tell?
He has the face to swipe the unspoken rules, we can't even vent our anger?

Netizens scolded their mothers in front of the screen. In the study of a private villa in Yun'an City, Leng Guofeng yelled into the phone with a dissatisfied face, and the table slapped loudly.

"That's your niece, you know? Niece! Almost lost you know?"

"It's been five years. Has that child ever opened his mouth to you, huh?"

"I didn't ask you for a dime, and I didn't ask you for any conditions. I also raised your niece and daughter for nothing. Why, it's so difficult for you to do something?"

"Leng Yi, do you want your father to beg you? Ah?"

On the other end of the phone, Leng Yi who was sitting behind the desk looked at the sky speechlessly, "Dad, how old are you, can you calm down a little bit? Just a little..."

"I have done everything I can. I have the cheek to beg Zhuo Chaoqun's side. They said that Qin Ye can return to the set when he finishes his work. That's the point, why don't you let me go?" How can I do it?"

Otherwise, I will let Qin Ye take the position of director of the ****, okay?

Leng Guofeng was very dissatisfied.

Before he could utter the words of scolding his son, the phone was snatched by his wife.

"Leng Yi..."

The old lady said in a gentle voice, "I heard that Ah Ye played the lead actor in that play, so you don't plan to use your little head on it?"

How does this move?
The filming of the play has started, and the rumors that the crew should have released have also been released.

You can't just let Qin Ye play the leading role right now?
Having been resolute for nearly 40 years, Leng Yi discovered that he still underestimated his parents.

"Mom, no, it's the director's job to cast a TV cast. We're laymen, so it's not easy to interfere, right?"

"Then it's settled. I'll wait for your good news."

On the other end, the old lady responded and hung up the phone.

"Mom, Mom, let me explain to you..."

beep.

The phone was hung up, and Leng Yi held the phone, choking speechlessly.

After a long time, I found Zhuo Chaoqun's number from the call log and dialed it.

I have never felt so sad. When the call was connected, regardless of whether the other party could see it or not, Leng Yi smiled all over his face, "Old Zhuo, let's discuss something..."

(End of this chapter)

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