Chapter 710 Amin, Stop!
In Kyoto, in the artist apartment of Dajiang Entertainment.
"Sister Chen, how many fans do I have on Weibo now?"
Holding a cup of coffee, Lu Mingyue sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, and asked Chen Lanfeng next to her.
"Six million."
Chen Lanfeng replied.
A satisfied smile appeared on Lu Mingyue's face: "As expected of a queen."
Before participating in This Is Hot Dance, Lu Mingyue was still a rookie with only over two million fans on Weibo, and there were still many zombie fans in it. The real number of fans was about 700,000 to 800,000.
After Hot Dance aired, Lu Mingyue created various controversies with three consecutive episodes. During the period, she even had an affair with Fan Qi, and the number of fans rose to three million.
And after touching Lin Yao two days ago, the number of his fans has grown astonishingly. In just two or three days, his number of fans has increased by more than three million, which is several times higher than the increase in popularity brought about by the third issue of This Is the Hot Dance!
Although the so-called "scandal" that he hired people to concoct was quickly exposed, but the name of Lu Mingyue was inevitably known by more and more people.
It can be said that with the help of this wave of hype, Lu Mingyue managed to make a fortune in the gap between the popularity of "Let's Love" and the whole people!ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
There are still more than four hours before the fourth episode of This Is Hot Dance, because I was so suppressed by Love Bar, many big-name guests on the show have lost their voices.
On the contrary, he, the youngest one, became a dark horse and the one who received the most attention in the whole show.
"Sister Chen, let's continue to speculate next week!"
Lu Mingyue, who has tasted the sweetness, still wants to continue to gain popularity.
"Amin, forget it, do you really think that the Empress Dowager can be provoked at will?"
Chen Lanfeng persuaded.
"It's not what I said, it's the paparazzi guessing randomly, even if Lin Yao is angry, she can't blame me, right?"
Lu Mingyue said naturally:
"You see, Aiyao Studio has not responded at all these days, which means that they are not easy to deal with, and can only wait for those rumor-mongering paparazzi to shut up.
But those nasty paparazzi still continue to spread rumors, and that's none of my business, I'm also a victim! "
Chen Lanfeng had a headache: "Mingyue, how good would it be if you used these thoughts to improve your professional ability?"
"What kind of professional ability? Traffic is ability! The current entertainment circle is not about who sings better or acts better, but who has more traffic!"
Lu Mingyue sneered disdainfully:
"Even if I don't know anything, as long as I have this face and attention, who among those singers and actors can compare to me?!"
"You..." Chen Lanfeng didn't know what to say.
"I'm just trying to catch the heat, so what's the matter with touching porcelain? What can Lin Yao do to me? Can her small studio compare with Da Jiang? It's so crazy, they don't dare to put a fart, because they are afraid of offending us Da Jiang ?
Even if we make another wave, she still dare not say anything!
Besides, how can an artist not stir up scandals or something? It's also good for her to hype me up, she can also increase the popularity!
She should also thank me! "
The more Lu Mingyue spoke, the more excited he became, and the more he spoke, the more proud he became, as if he had really become a super top class, crushing all the kings and queens.
Knowing that she couldn't persuade him, Chen Lanfeng silently looked down at the phone, and suddenly, her face turned pale.
"It's over, it's over..."
"What are you talking about?" Lu Mingyue asked with a frown.
Chen Lanfeng didn't speak, the hands holding the mobile phone were trembling, and his face was frighteningly pale.
Lu Mingyue's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly took out her phone...
Slap.
The coffee cup in his other hand fell onto the sofa, and the brown liquid in the cup poured out, staining the white sofa black, but Lu Mingyue didn't notice it, and just stared blankly at the phone.
"How could it be photographed?!"
Just ten minutes ago, a well-known blogger in the circle posted a Weibo.
The blogger's name is "Zha Xiong Studio", and the content of this Weibo is two photos.
One shows Lu Mingyue slapping a pregnant woman in the living room of a residence, and the other shows Chen Lanfeng handing the bank card to the beaten pregnant woman. First release www.(x81zw) m./x81zw/
This Weibo has no text content, only two photos, but it is enough to arouse speculation and anger of countless netizens.
"Fuck! This is really Lu Mingyue?!"
"Hitting a pregnant woman? Is this a human?!"
"Is this the idol of the brainless fan?"
"Three views exploded!"
"Didn't you guys see the second photo? Lu Mingyue's manager even paid that pregnant woman!"
"Is it because Lu Mingyue hit someone, so he apologized?"
"Is it stupid to say an apology? This is obviously a hush money! Maybe this pregnant woman is pregnant with Lu Mingyue's child!"
"Scumbag Studio..." Lu Mingyue's eyes were blank, and the corners of her mouth were twitching:
"Why, why are they staring at me?!"
Slag Xiong's name can be said to be known to everyone in the entertainment industry. There have been too many famous stars who have been ruined because of him picking up black material.
Especially for those artists who have many secrets, the name "Slag Bear" is simply scarier than the devil!
Lu Mingyue never expected that one day she would be targeted by a scumbag!
Didn't it mean that this devil is only interested in those first-line stars?
Why are you following me?
"Amin, I reminded you."
Chen Lanfeng looked bitter: "Don't provoke people you shouldn't."
"You mean Lin Yao?"
Lu Mingyue's eyes were bloodshot: "Did Lin Yao find the scumbag to do it?"
He jumped up from the sofa at once, with rough air coming out of his nostrils, without the slightest "beauty" that Xiao Xianrou should have, like a wild dog driven into a desperate situation.
"Why is she?! Why did she find someone to take a sneak shot of me? I just hyped it up a little bit, she's gone too far!"
Chen Lanfeng calmed down a little, and said in a deep voice: "If there are only photos, we still have room for explanation. Let's say that Song Xinran is a crazy bastard who follows you all day and threatens your personal safety. You are doing it out of self-defense. just hit her,
We gave her a sum of money for the sake of her pregnancy, and let her go home to take care of her body. This was out of kindness, not the so-called hush money. "
"Yes, yes! Just respond like that!" Lu Mingyue's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly.
"I will immediately draft a statement and send it to the company."
Chen Lanfeng immediately started writing a draft on her mobile phone.
"As long as there are no more things in the future, then this matter can still be suppressed. At most, let Yunhaitai deal with it urgently, reduce some of your shots in this issue, and avoid the limelight first. It should be fine next week. "
Hearing Chen Lanfeng's words, Lu Mingyue was relieved a lot, and she was not so panicked anymore, but became more resentful:
"Lin Yao is too much! To use such a means, no, I will continue to use her to hype after this matter is over! Don't think that I am easy to bully! Also, who is that scumbag? I Get him out!"
"It's useless. So many famous artists have checked, but no one knows who he is? Maybe the scumbag is a person, maybe everyone you meet may be him."
Chen Lanfeng shook her head and smiled wryly, and said to Lu Mingyue, "Ah Ming, stop it, it's very likely that your apartment is full of scumbags now."
Before she finished speaking, the phone rang, "It's Mr. Zheng!" Chen Lanfeng answered the phone, only heard a few words, her body trembled, and she almost lost her grip on the phone.
"I see......"
Chen Lanfeng hung up the phone, the blood on his face faded, he silently picked up his bag and turned to the door of the apartment.
"Sister Chen, where are you going?"
Lu Mingyue quickly called her.
Chen Lanfeng turned her head and glanced at Lu Mingyue, as if she was looking at a dead person.
"I've been fired from the company. As for you...you can check it out online."