The domineering rebirth of the super queen

Chapter 83 Cruel Mercy (1)
The four of them stood on Lin Tianhua's left and right, and they contrasted brilliantly with the huge stills with makeup behind them.

The press conference is different from the publicity after the shooting of the film. It has only one purpose, and that is to spread the word-my film has started to be filmed, so please wait.Whether it's the plot or the characters, it's all vague, and it can't be without spoilers at all, but it must not be said too much, there must be a degree.

Therefore, the protagonist of this game is Lin Tianhua.Meng Qingliu also came to the scene, but he has always had a hard time dealing with the media. He stopped in a crowded place. Although he would not be speechless, he could only pretend to be cool, which was basically a foil on this occasion.

Lin Tianhua, the director, did not do it easily. The scheduling coordinator was so busy that he didn't touch the ground. He hadn't seen him for a few days. His complexion was not very good, and he looked rather haggard.But his mind was very clear, Xie Qinghuan listened to him say ten sentences from the side, nine and a half sentences had no content, and the punctuation marks were all included.

The reporters present were all good people, so they naturally knew the rules, so they asked what they needed to ask. It didn't matter what Lin Tianhua answered, anyway, they could extract the answers that the audience wanted to see from his nonsense.

After it's over, it's all about taking pictures, individual groups, Xie Qinghuan has now fully understood that being an artist is not an easy job, just taking pictures can make your face cramp from laughing, which is more tiring than teaching Shaodi to study all morning.

Xie Qinghuan was slandering her but also seriously dealing with the scene work. When she met a reporter who was close to her, she played Tai Chi more professionally than Lin Tianhua.

I originally thought that today's matter would be over like this, but who knew that when it was close to consummation, something unexpected happened.

An obviously elderly woman charged all the way, struggling to push aside the photographers and reporters who were taking pictures, and squeezed straight to Xie Qinghuan, trying to pounce: "You! You vicious woman! Give me back my son!"

This is really - a bolt from the blue.

Xie Qinghuan lowered her eyes slightly, and clearly saw whether there was any black dirt in the woman's nails.Xie Qinghuan has lived two lifetimes, but it is the first time she has been accused like this, and she is such a woman who is acting out in public, she feels very fresh in her heart.

The reporters who were taking pictures were also stunned by the sudden yell, and then they all came back to their senses, picked up their cameras and snapped snapping shots at the two of them.

No matter when, other people's gossip crowd is always happy to hear.

The expression on Xie Qinghuan's face was slightly subtle, it didn't seem to be shocked, nor did it seem to be angry, but it was a kind of smile that was not a smile.

The woman kept rushing forward, almost scratching Xie Qinghuan's face with her hand, but was stopped by the reporters: "Auntie, calm down, and speak slowly if you have anything to say."

"How can I be calm! My son is dead, but this woman is living a good life."

When the reporters heard this, their hearts almost jumped out of excitement——Emma, ​​except for the part with President Hengfeng, Xie Qinghuan has been nothing but a gossip insulator these years.But people really can't judge by appearance, look at this shot, it is explosive!

Lin Tianhua frowned, Meng Qingliu didn't know what happened, but after hearing what the woman said, his face darkened: "What do the security guards in this Dongdu Hotel do? Why did you let such a person in?"

"Such a trivial matter, can you stop being so irritable?" Lin Tianhua crossed his arms, stood aside, glanced at Meng Qingliu with hatred, and said dissatisfiedly.

"Is this a trivial matter?" Meng Qingliu opened his eyes wide and glared at his cousin angrily, "The old woman said her son died, but what does her son's death have to do with the goddess!"

"Yeah, you don't even know what the death of his son has to do with Xie Qinghuan, and you just want to force yourself to stand out. How can you handle things like this?" Lin Tianhua looked at Xie Qinghuan, who was surrounded by reporters, and educated Meng Qingliu earnestly, "Meng Qingliu Stupid, you have to understand that if Xie Qinghuan wants to hang out in this circle, she will have to experience these things sooner or later. You don't even know how to deal with the media yourself. If you stand up at this time, isn't it an extra target? The scandal between her and President Hengfeng earlier, It’s only been a few days, can the reporters forget about it? When the time comes, I’ll bring you back, even if it’s just a scandal, would that be nice? And you forgot what attitude her little uncle had when she passed on the message a few days ago? Are you now There is only one end in the first place, that is cannon fodder!"

Meng Qingliu felt that it made sense, and quietly retracted the stepping foot, Qi Qi Ai Ai said: "Then what should we do? Let's just watch here and do nothing?"

Lin Tianhua couldn't do anything about this cute and cute cousin, and pouted his chin towards the place where Xie Yanmo and the two were staying: "Have you seen the film king, there is a natural and impeccable concern on his face, and he keeps a nonchalant attitude in his actions." It looks like he is protecting Xie Qinghuan, but in fact he is just standing there."

Meng Qingliu curled her lips: "Then you still didn't do anything?"

"He didn't do anything, but Xie Qinghuan took his favor instead." Lin Tianhua said angrily, "Now that everyone doesn't know the truth, the reporters must have cast aside their views and made up their minds without limit. It's better not to do anything. Besides, don't you look at Xie Qinghuan's expression now, as if he is helpless and waiting for someone to rescue him?"

Meng Qingliu stood on tiptoe, glanced at Xie Qinghuan's face in the gap between the camera and the microphone, and immediately became dejected.Xie Qinghuan's expression was calm, but if you look closely, you will find that not only does she not need to wait for someone to rescue her, but she also has the excitement of watching the show from the sidelines.

Lin Tianhua remembered that day when Xie Qinghuan said indifferently, "Those who believe in others, continue to serve, those who don't believe in others, go home and farm", and smiled coldly.In contrast, the middle-aged woman who didn't get an invitation and didn't know how to rush in, her situation is even more unpredictable.

Sure enough, Xie Qinghuan looked away from the black nails as if nothing had happened, smiled lightly, and dragged out his voice: "Oh. I don't know your son's name?"

The woman was a snobbish woman who wandered around in the market place, seeing Xie Qinghuan smiling lightly and seeming to be very close, she breathed a sigh of relief.She usually spends her money as a shrew and swears at the street, and she can speak eloquently across the street without breathing for half an hour. When she suddenly meets Xie Qinghuan, who is so polite, she immediately feels very powerless.

But it’s not absolute that it’s ineffective. After all, it’s only reasonable for a scholar to meet a soldier. If the scholar evolves and doesn’t care about face so much, then the soldier will be the one who suffers.This girl looks quite tough on the face, but she always smiles, she thinks she has a soft and kneadable temperament.

There is a door to this matter today.Thinking of this, the woman suddenly felt a little timid.She lifted her eyelids, and her eyes fell on Xie Qinghuan's face, but she suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

Xie Qinghuan's expression was clearly reflected in her eyes, and she looked very strange.For this sudden malicious responsibility, there was no surprise in her eyes, let alone panic. Instead, there was obvious compassion flowing from her brows and eyes.

(End of this chapter)