Chapter 334: Killing of the Empress, Mo Bai
The two of them can be regarded as mutual successes. After Chu Yao became popular, investors and film crews took the initiative to come to the door. They also inquired about Mo Bai, but they were all ignored by Chu Yao. Blocked back.
Chu Yao: "The Killing of the Empress was originally a script. Didn't I just go in? I couldn't find anyone to play the role, so she simply drew it into a cartoon. The heroine's original form is me. This still needs to be done. Do you question it?"
The reporter asked sharply: "No one has seen what Mo Bai looks like. Do you think it was Mo Bai who painted it?"
Chu Yao? He chuckled softly and looked away.
The live broadcaster accidentally moved the camera and happened to capture Nan Jiaojiao. For such a brief mistake, all he had to do was quickly turn the camera away, but the photographer seemed to be stunned and did not turn away for a long time.
Nan Jiaojiao sits sideways, her petite body wrapped in a long-sleeved cheongsam with a slanted front. The short fluff inlaid in the high collar rubs against her cheeks. Her skin is pink and porcelain-white, almost transparent. Guang, as if she didn't notice the camera, suddenly lowered her head, a strand of hair hanging down from her temples, she stretched out her hand to clinch it, and wrapped it around with a wooden hairpin familiarly.
The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly.
“One minute! I want all the information about this woman!”
“Holy shit, shit, she’s so pretty, with blue-gray hair, she looks like an elf.”
"If God lets me live with this head for a day, I will die without regrets!"
The photographer quickly turned the camera away and faced Chu Yao on the stage, but his eyes kept glancing at him from time to time. Xiang Nan Jiaojiao.
This live broadcast clip quickly broke the Internet, and Chu Yao's comeback has been firmly on the hot search list.
Bo Yanqing was having a meeting in the conference room. Hanchuan glanced at his phone and felt mixed emotions in his heart. The meeting was important, but everything about Miss Nan was more important. After hesitating, he walked over.
“Master, look at this.”
Hanchuan put the phone in front of Bo Yanqing.
At first, the man just glanced at Nan Jiaojiao's face, and he immediately picked up the phone.
Watched this video of just ten seconds countless times.
Asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?" "It was at Miss Chu's press conference, and the photographer accidentally focused the camera on Miss Nan."
Bo Yanqing saved the video in his mobile phone, and Hanchuan threw the one back to him, "Clean it up."
Hanchuan understood, and was about to make a move, but couldn't access it, and it was nowhere to be found on the entire network.
"The meeting is dismissed."
Bo Yanqing stood up and walked out. After listening to Hanchuan's report, he guessed that the child had taken action himself. He walked a little hastily, and when he reached the elevator entrance, he suddenly frowned. The eyebrows asked: "Am I too tight-minded?"
His family is so beautiful, but her temperament is low-key, and she doesn't like to make a big show. Her beauty was seen by so many people, and Bo Yanqing felt jealous, and immediately Just go find her.
Hanchuan didn't dare to tell the truth, so he politely said, "Why don't you call Miss Nan and ask?"
Bo Yan gave him a cold look, then turned and walked to the office.
Over there, Nan Jiaojiao cleaned up all the links on the Internet, logged into Weibo and posted a message.
“Look at Weibo!”
“Mo Bai’s Weibo!”
I don't know who yelled, and they all took out their mobile phones to look at it. Mo Bai's Weibo only had an announcement posted two minutes ago.
Two pictures, the comic cover, and today's Chu Yao's appearance.
Two concise words: true.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Weibo’s real-name authentication cannot be faked. It’s really Mo Bai.
At the same time, the major directors who received the news took the initiative to contact Chu Yao's agent and wanted to talk about killing the emperor and empress.
(End of this chapter)