Master Xi Wants To Make Official Announcements Every Day

The next morning, Ruan Qi opened Weibo, and tens of thousands of messages flooded in, making her palms numb.

#林健黑琼# The topic has been on the hot search for a whole night. Lin Jian's fans were very angry, and they all thought that Ruan Qi deliberately bought this trending search, in order to gain Lin Jian's popularity.

Many irrational fans went to Ruan Qi's weibo to yell and yell. Ruan Qi has a small number of fans and couldn't quarrel with them, so he could only be oppressed and beaten by Lin Jian's fans.

Ruan Qi casually clicked on a few private messages scolding her, and seeing the words involving family members in them, her eyes darkened.

Baby Bigley made breakfast and came in with the clothes to dry.

It twisted its big head, glanced at Ruan Qi who was looking at the phone, and the display on his chest flickered.

"Father, you are in a bad mood." Baby Big Mai said in a childish voice.

Ruan Qi put down the phone, looked at it with her chin propped up, and said with a smile, "Yes, someone scolded my mother."

"Father's mother is grandma." Baby Big Mai threw his clothes on the bed, and the robotic hand tapped frantically on the display screen a few times, "Which little kid doesn't want to live anymore! This baby gave him a colorful thunderbolt!"

Ruan Qi: "There's no need for colorful thunderbolts. Come here, Damai, I have a task for you."

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At 8:30 in the morning, Ruan Qi arrived at the set on time.

As she walked in, all the crew members cast strange glances.

"This group of foolish people," Bai Li sat cross-legged in the system, and sneered, "It seems that no matter which plane you are in, there will be some people who believe that the wind is rain, and have no judgment at all."

Ruan Qi looked normal and went straight to the dressing room to put on makeup.

Not long after, Lin Jian came.

He greeted everyone gently and was considerate and polite everywhere.

Ruan Qi opened her eyes and watched him walk into the dressing room through the mirror.

"Xiao Ruan, good morning." Lin Jian greeted her cordially, as if things on the Internet didn't exist.

Ruan Qi Taohua rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly.

"Morning, Teacher Lin."

Lin Jian observed her expression calmly.

"Xiao Ruan," he took advantage of the make-up artist to go out to get things, and leaned over to Ruan Qi, apologetic, "I'm sorry about what happened last night. I apologize to you for my fans."

Bai Li in the system spewed out a mouthful of water.

"Damn it! Blame all the mistakes on the fans?! Why is this guy so thick-skinned?!"

Ruan Qi's expression remained unchanged, and she smiled sweetly: "Mr. Lin, you don't need to apologize. Don't do anything wrong, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. I'm fine~"

Lin Jian smiled softly. He turned his head slowly, looking vaguely at the assistant standing at the door.

The assistant lowered his hand and made an 'ok' gesture.

...

Ruan Qi's role in the scene is relatively heavy today, and she was busy until noon before resting.

As soon as the director called 'cut', Shen Wenqian walked over with a sullen face.

"What's wrong, Brother Shen?" Ruan Qi asked.

Shen Wenqian didn't speak, he pulled her aside and gave her a bottle of mineral water.

"An hour ago, a marketing account released a photo of you two chatting in the dressing room on Weibo. #林健结琼# also rushed to the second most searched topic. Lin Jian's fans were very angry and went crazy on the Weibo square Call you a hot star."

Ruan Qi took out her phone, clicked on Hot Search and looked around.

Sure enough, they were all scolding her.

Shen Wenqian: "Lin Jian has more than 20 million fans, and his fighting power is beyond the charts. Xiaoqi, why don't you let the PR department take action?"

Ruan Qi didn't speak, she looked at the time.

Eleven forty past noon.

The little girl raised a sweet smile: "Brother Shen, in twenty minutes, I will show you a face-slapping scene~"

Ruan Xiaoqi: I haven't slapped my face for several days, so I rubbed my hands excitedly.

Author: I haven't slapped my face for several days, and I rubbed jiojio excitedly.

Babies, bring your tickets and I'll show you the face-slapping show tomorrow.