Chapter 674 Bang! (6K! 900 monthly votes plus more! Keep asking for monthly votes!)
Xiaoshan.
The shooting base of the Guiyuan Tianju column group.
Jin Zhuxuan is washing vegetables by the pond.
That’s right.
Washing vegetables.
Originally, this job was assigned to Yin Dailan, but she gave it to Jin Zhuxuan, and she took the vegetable chopping job.
Due to the lessons learned from the past, Jin Zhuxuan paid special attention this time. Under the focus of many cameras, he washed a basket of vegetables and returned to the yard.
“Oh, Zhuxuan, it seems you haven’t washed yourself well, there is still mud.”
While chopping vegetables, Yin Dailan said in a neither loud nor quiet voice, with a joking tone , "Do you, Korea, have a saying that you won't get sick if you eat unclean food?"
The other guests were all amused.
Jin Zhuxuan smiled awkwardly, not knowing whether to explain that she had already washed herself very carefully.
Yin Dailan threw away some of the vegetables. As a result, when chopping vegetables, she probably rarely does such rough work, she accidentally cut her finger.
She suddenly screamed in pain.
“What’s wrong?”
Everyone gathered around with an outpouring of concern.
"Quick, call the medical staff."
The program team was also very nervous, and a staff member immediately came over with a medical kit.
The scene was busy.
Fortunately, there is nothing serious, it’s just a little skin break on the index finger. In ordinary people’s kitchens, such minor injuries often happen, and a band-aid can solve it.
"Dailan, do you want to go to the hospital?"
Jin Zhuxuan, who was isolated on the outside of the crowd, was a little confused.
Most of the variety shows in China follow the example of Goryeo. It can be said that it is common for the seniors of Goryeo to get injured in the show, and there are even injuries to bones and muscles, so Jin Zhuxuan is used to this kind of situation. , and there were many accidental injuries during the rehearsals for the Korean performance, but as long as it was not too serious, I would persevere.
After all, in Goryeo, both within and outside the industry, the requirements for artists are quite strict. If an artist is too "skinned and tender," he will be criticized to the point of doubting his life.
Seeing everyone in such a panic, Jin Zhuxuan thought the injury was serious, so he approached with concern and stood on tiptoe to look at Yin Dailan who was surrounded by the crowd.
The results showed that before the medical staff put down the medical kit and started taking measures, the bleeding from the wound on Yin Dailan's finger had stopped.
“…”
Jin Zhuxuan was both happy and embarrassed for the other party.
Although the injury was not serious, it may have been a matter of fingers connecting to the heart. Yin Dailan frowned and seemed to be in pain, but she still forced a smile and said it was okay.
"Sister Dailan, you'd better go to the hospital for a checkup. You're bleeding. It's so scary."
Xiao Xianrou, who had just joined in this issue, looked frightened. Looking at Yin Dailan's fingers that were carefully bandaged by medical staff, his facial features wrinkled together.
“Today’s program has not been recorded yet, I can’t go to the hospital.”
As expected of a resident female guest, Yin Dailan has a strong sense of responsibility.
"You are injured, why are you recording? Director, I think it is better to send Dai Lan back to the hotel to rest."
One of the main male guests in the show said.
The director felt helpless, but had no other choice but to nod: "Send Dailan back to the hotel."
Jin Zhuxuan watched helplessly as Yin Dailan, whose finger was broken, was raped by the stars. The one holding the moon in his hand was sent to the car.
"Dai Lan, your phone number."
In the car, the assistant handed over the phone.
Yin Dailan frowned and immediately scolded angrily: "Didn't you see that I was injured? Why should I answer the phone!"
The assistant, who had to suffer this while eating, lowered his eyebrows and said cautiously: "It's Brother Huang who called."
Hearing this, Yin Dailan's face suddenly changed, and she immediately changed her tone: "Give it to me . ”
Blessings depend on disasters, and misfortunes depend on blessings.
“Zhongshuo!”
She said delicately, her bone-tingling voice wrapped in just the right amount of grievance.
“Are you on the mountain?”
Yin Dailan was immersed in complaining to her boyfriend at this time, and did not notice the strange tone of the male protagonist.
"Well, I accidentally cut my finger when I was chopping vegetables."
Not only does her boyfriend have a high status in the industry, but he also really dotes on her like a little girl. After they got together, he took great care of her, but her boyfriend's reaction today surprised Yin Dailan.
She did not receive the expected attention, and even her boyfriend did not ask, "I am at the hotel at the foot of the mountain. When did you finish recording?"
Yin Dailan was a little at a loss. After being stunned for a moment, she asked instinctively: "Are you coming to Xiaoshan?"
"When will you finish recording?"
The other party asked again, and his tone was very different from usual. Extremely indifferent.
Yin Dailan didn't know why, but she still replied: "I'm in the car going down the mountain now."
"I'll wait for you in the room."
After that, the nickname Huang Huang Zhongshuo, the leader, hung up the phone directly.
Yin Dailan was puzzled and slowly put down her phone.
Arrived at the hotel at the foot of the mountain.
Yin Dailan got out of the car and saw her boyfriend's yellow Lamborghini in the parking lot in front of the hotel.
With confusion, she entered the hotel, went upstairs and entered the room, and saw her boyfriend sitting on the sofa, smoking silently.
"Zhongshuo, why did you come to Xiaoshan suddenly? Why didn't you inform me in advance."
Yin Dailan seemed to have forgotten the pain in her fingers, walked over with a soft smile, and sat down next to the other person.
In the past, her boyfriend would have hugged her and made love to her, but this time her boyfriend was uncharacteristically sitting and smoking.
“Didn’t I tell you, smoke less?”
She tried to take away her boyfriend’s cigarette, but the other party snatched it away. Yin Dailan finally realized something was wrong and said hesitantly: "...What's wrong?"
"Are you sure you have told me everything you told me before? Concealing it?”
Huang Zhongshuo, who has received mixed reviews, held a cigarette and said in a deep voice. Although he is not as old as the young boy now, his appearance is still quite good, showing his perfect jawline to Yin Dailan’s side face. .
Hearing this, Yin Dailan was inexplicably flustered, but she was an actress. Even though her acting skills were mediocre, she still pretended to be calm and nodded, "Well, how could I hide it from you? Why are you suddenly talking about this? "
"I ask you again, do you really have nothing to hide from me?"
Huang Zhongshuo turned his head.
Yin Dailan's acting skills are indeed not up to par. She doesn't even look at Huang Zhongshuo, but just continues to ask with a forced smile: "What happened...?"
Every time she appears in a good work, she Leader Huang, who would reward himself with a piece of Overbearing President, did not respond. He took a deep breath from his cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his pointed shoes, exhaled the smoke, took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, and pressed a few times.
He said nothing from beginning to end and just threw the phone to his girlfriend.
Yin Dailan took it and slowly lowered his head.
Soon.
The beauty is pale!
"No! This is a lie!"
Yin Dailan, whose face changed drastically, quickly raised her head, grabbed her boyfriend's arm, and said hurriedly: "Zhongshuo, listen to me, this is for sure Someone is framing me! I have never done anything like this!"
Huang Zhongshuo said nothing, but took the phone back from her hand and pressed it again.
"Look again."
Yin Dailan took it again stiffly and lowered her head in embarrassment.
"Also, do you need me to show them all to you?"
Yin Dailan's face was pale, and her tone had lost its usual softness and was a bit sharp.
"It's all fake! Zhongshuo, believe me, these are all fake! Someone must be deliberately trying to trick me!"
Huang Zhongshuo didn't say a word, just reignited the fire A cigarette.
"Zhongshuo, I don't mind what outsiders think of me, but you have to believe me."
Yin Dailan grabbed her boyfriend's arm hard, and her tone became softer again. I felt pity for it. .
Performance leads to directing.
Excellence in learning leads to officialdom.
Many successful actors will eventually become members of capital.
Huang Zhongshuo is one of them.
This man who climbed to the top of the entertainment industry step by step amid controversy was noncommittal. He smoked a cigarette and said in an indifferent tone without much emotion: "I have already contacted you. Give it to me. The reply is that it is okay to remove these news, but you have to give them evidence that these news are fake.”
For ordinary entertainment tabloids and gossip platforms, issuing a lawyer’s letter is enough to deter them.
But the many channels that broke the news this time are not ordinary people.
The top domestic platforms such as Yinlang and Xingkong are among them.
Although he is revered as the Yellow Leader, he is not omnipotent.
"If you are sure that these things are fake, you can file a lawsuit and I will help you."
Having worked in the entertainment industry for decades, Huang Zhongshuo has not experienced ups and downs. Of course, he has experience. experienced.
He looked at his girlfriend, with the last faint hope in his heart that he would see her nod, but he was ultimately disappointed.
Yin Dailan, who kept claiming that she was framed, pursed her red lips, but at this moment, she stopped talking.
Huang Zhongshuo looked away.
As an old man in this industry, he is very aware of the chaos in this industry, so he has a great tolerance for his girlfriend's history.
After all, he himself has a past.
Plastic surgery, accompanying wine... These girlfriends all told him that he could forget about it, but the sudden and concentrated revelations were not limited to that.
From when his girlfriend was a young model to now, it covers an entire timeline. The detailed information shocked him.
Of course.
And anger.
He can ignore the past, but his tolerance has a bottom line.
He actually saw an ambiguous photo of his girlfriend from this year and a big shot in the industry. The two were posted together in the parking lot, and he didn't know what they were doing.
"Didn't you say that it was all false?"
Huang Zhongshuo said softly.
Compared to Yin Dailan, his acting skills are naturally much better.
“Some of them are fake...”
Yin Dailan didn’t know how to defend herself, and realized that she couldn’t defend herself anymore. She was also smart and stopped arguing. She stood up with a thump. She knelt down directly at her boyfriend's feet, grabbed her boyfriend's legs, and looked up at the face that was worth an eight-figure salary.
"Zhongshuo, I was wrong, I know I was wrong."
She sobbed and complained, so touchingly, that a few tears actually fell from the corners of her eyes, no longer like the photos she had taken. When you need to rely on eye drops for crying scenes.
Huang Zhongshuo looked at her expressionlessly.
"Zhongshuo, things are really not what you think. You know how difficult it is for me to get to where I am today..."
"Pa!"
A dull slap sounded.
Yin Dailan fell to the floor, finally unable to bear it any longer, her delicate body trembled, and she sobbed.
The room became quiet.
Huang Zhongshuo, who slapped him, was smoking.
A long time passed.
He threw away the cigarette butt.
“Think about how to solve it.”
(End of this chapter)