He Is Warmer Than Time

Yao Xifeng was about to stand up and walk forward, but he was held on his shoulders. He turned his head and saw that it was the army. The army shook his head slightly and said in a low voice, "West Wind, don't go there."

Yao Xifeng's chest was a little ups and downs, staring at Song Ran in front of him: "I have to help her clarify, this person is a bad person, and I don't know who called it."

The army tensed him: "No, you will only put Song Ran into a more difficult situation in the past. You will go out with me first."

After finishing talking about Yao Xifeng's wishes, he dragged him out of the theater. In a hurry, the army pushed him into the car, and solemnly said: "You should leave here first. Don't let anyone find that you have been here."

Yao Xifeng sat in the car, glanced at the entrance of the theater, sighed, and said to Uncle Chen: "If she has no one, I can openly tell others that I am her boyfriend."

Uncle Chen shook his head: "Go home first? When someone finds out that you are here, Song Ran, who you like, is about to be criticized again. Let's talk about it after the gust of wind has passed."

Yao Xifeng looked a bit lonely: "Let's go first, let's go first."

In the theater, the good news reporter asked a lot of offensive questions. Song Ran almost couldn't help but broke out, and was pressed down by Feng Baoer.

Fortunately, Director Li and Feng Bao'er were able to cope with her freely. The reporter retreated steadily and sat down slowly with a successful smile on the corner of her mouth.

Song Ran knew that although they were not defeated on the bright side, the rumors would spread like legs.

People in this era, although they are spreading through word of mouth, the gossip and gossip news that should be given will still be spread everywhere.

It is bound to be messed up that she has to keep arranging with Yao Xifeng.

And all this... all this, this disaster, Wen Huihui brought it over, she must have brought it over!

After remembering that the questioning session was over, the reporters who had good deeds withdrew from the theater, and Ruan Qing stood up: "I will not stay for the next official filming meeting. After all, I am not the main creator of the series. It’s not appropriate to come down, Xiao Ran, don’t worry about these small disturbances. Your drama will definitely be a big hit."

Song Ran smiled perfunctorily: "Thank you Sister Qing for coming here to join in. Today I let you watch the joke."

Ruan Qing comforted her again, and then left gracefully.

As soon as the outsider left, Director Yang immediately stood up, pointed at Wen Huihui, gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you do something that harms others and yourselves?"

Wen Huihui was still immersed in the schadenfreude to Song Ran, and did not react for a while, until Director Yang's accusation fell on her.

She suddenly realized that, yes, Song Ran suspected that the reporter was invited by her. This is a reasonable guess, because every question of the reporter was that she desperately wanted to ask Song Ran face-to-face, and wanted to expose her beauty face-to-face. Illusion.

But this was really not what she did. She suddenly woke up. It must be Song Ran, who would drag her into the water without hesitating to hurt herself.

Yes, it must be so, it must be so!

She pointed at Song Ran indignantly: "What I haven't done before, don't expect to plant me up! It's you who directed and acted all of this yourself!"

Song Ran frowned and pushed her finger away: "You are quite good at shouting and catching a thief. I'm crazy. I want to slander my reputation like this? If you did, why don't you dare to admit it?"