The Top Couple Is a Bit Sweet

The recording of the program was interrupted, and several staff members hurriedly moved the painting down.

"Ms. Zheng, do you have anything else ready?"

Zheng Xue nodded: "Yes, it's with my assistant. I'm just worried about what's wrong with the painting and prepared it specially."

As soon as I heard it did not delay the recording, the staff immediately smiled comfortably: "Ms. Zheng is really thoughtful."

"Small things, it should be." Zheng Xue immediately looked at Wen Li apologetically, "I'm sorry, I really didn't know that such an oolong would come out."

Wen Li twitched at the corner of her mouth, and the agent Lu Dan in the audience was constantly winking at her.

Don't be impulsive.

There are too many artists who have grievances in the circle, but in the eyes of the public, most of them choose to maintain a false peace. There are too many benefits involved. Mature artists will choose to sacrifice their personal emotions in exchange for public goodwill.

This was the case two years ago. She wanted to clarify, but she was so angry that she had to go to the Weibo of those rumors marketing accounts one by one.

Lu Dan said to her: "You are stunned, look at tomorrow's hot search whether there are many people who praise your true temperament or there are many people who call you unqualified and star-like."

You are an artist. While enjoying the applause of flowers, you must be prepared to be splashed with dirty water, insulted and framed. Under the high exposure of the camera, countless people will stare at you. May be labeled with various labels.

If you do not speak, they will say that you are guilty; if you speak, they will say that you are sophistry; if you admit your fate, they will say that you are weak; if you resist, they will say that you are narrow-minded.

There is no solution to this kind of thing, and the eyes that gather more on the body become shackles.

Two years later, Wen Li understood more and more what Lu Dan said to her at the beginning.

She doesn’t believe that this is a coincidence, nor does she believe that Zheng Xue really didn’t watch the first issue, liking someone and hating someone, the two emotions sometimes produce the same result, that is, she will unconsciously pay attention to each other, she hates Zheng Xue so much, so Every time he walks on the red carpet, he pays attention to whether Zheng Xue's dress is more beautiful than hers, and Zheng Xue is obviously not so atmospheric, otherwise he would never ridicule like that when he met him in the hotel.

Real Yin, right in front of the camera, Wen Li would not dare to get angry even if she had a stomach of fire.

Soon the staff brought up the new souvenirs, and the program resumed recording.

This seemingly simple episode seems to be because the souvenirs of the two pairs of guests accidentally collided with each other. One of them immediately mentioned that the souvenirs could be replaced, and the guests and the host adjusted the status again. Recording, the matter is solved perfectly.

The artists on the stage acted as if they didn't care about this coincidence, and the show continued to be recorded methodically.

The fans in the audience were obviously not so calm.

Ming Zheng Yanshun’s fans and Yan Li’s fans were at odds, and Zheng Xue’s fans were also at odds with Wen Li’s fans. They often quarreled on Weibo. Today, because they were on the recording site, the management fans specially confessed that they were not allowed. Impulsively, everyone will sit in their own districts and ignore everyone.

A young salt-grain CP fan complained angrily: "It was on purpose! She couldn't have known that Sanli and Meirenjia had this painting. I remember that the director recognized this painting because he came from the Academy of Fine Arts. So I specifically gave a close-up."

"It must be deliberate." The other person also agreed.

"Damn, it's definitely for Sanli, I feel sorry for my Sanli."

The voice became louder and louder, and Zheng Xue fans sitting in the back rows shouted forward: "If you buy a fake painting, you can lie down and laugh at it, okay? If it wasn't for our Xuexue who accidentally beat you up today, I guess you are the master. He even hung the fake painting at home as a treasure."

Then came the yin and yang weird sneers of several other fans.

"Fuck your mother, dare you say that the painting of your master is true?"

There is a faint stance of quarreling.

The host had to leave the voice-activated field: "Please be quiet for the fans in the next few rows?"

The two sides rolled their eyes to each other and shut their mouths.

By the end of the recording of the show, it was late at night, and the night breeze was deep and chilly, Wen Li hurriedly left the recording scene, preparing to go back to the hotel to rest, wearing the blanket brought to her by the assistant.

Walking out of the main entrance of the Radio and Television Building, no one was seen, but shouts were already heard.

Song Yan came out with her and heard it too, and asked, "What sound?"

Wen Li has recorded several shows, and raised his chin at Song Yan: "The fans are there, let's say hello in the past."

She led Song Yan around the parking space in the square at the entrance.

The parking position at the gate is relatively high, and there is a step difference of about ten meters from the road. Looking down the railing, I saw a group of fans waiting there with banners.

Seeing people coming out, fans immediately became excited.

"Three powers!"

"beauty!"

The contrast between Song Yan’s silver-blue support frame and Wen Li’s grapefruit color support at night is not as obvious as it is during the day. Today’s recording started late, so it was late at night after get off work. These "Moonstones" did not enter the venue. "Litchi" and "Litchi" don't know how long they have been waiting outside.

Wen Li took the horn handed by the assistant and shouted at the bottom: "Go home and sleep!"

"We will go home soon! You should also hurry back to the hotel to rest! Otherwise, dark circles under the eyes are not pretty on the mirror!"

Wen Li responded, "I know, I'll go home and sleep."

Then she handed the trumpet to Song Yan.

"Don't be so cold," she said, "say a few words."

Song Yan took the horn. The man who had only communicated with fans through his works now holds the horn in his hand. The swing of the banners and small flags by the "Moonstones" is more obvious.

He has a clear voice, and his deep tone is a little soft: "Thanks for your hard work today, let's go home."

"No hard work!!"

"Beauty, when will your new movie be released!"

"No specific notice yet." Song Yan thought for a while and replied, "It may be the Lunar New Year file for next year."

"When will you come to Star City next time?"

"soon."

"we will wait for you!"

After a few brief words, the assistant came over and urged them to get in the car.

Finally, the "lychees" shouted with great effort: "Sanli! Have you come to Star City for milk tea this time!"

Wen Li snatched the trumpet in Song Yan's hand and snorted, "If you don't drink it, you will gain weight. If you get fat, you will all be powdered."

The fans laughed and hurriedly said that they would never leave fans, and Amway must try it before she leaves.

After talking to the fans, Wen Li's mood was obviously better. When he got in the car, her face didn't smell so bad. There were no other people in the car, just her, Song Yan, and their assistants.

Song Yan’s assistant, Akang, was in charge of driving the car. Wenwen was sitting in the co-pilot, using his mobile phone to record the jobs that Lu Dan had arranged for her. Song Yan was sitting next to Wen Li, leaning his head against the car window, and holding his hands. Holding the phone, I don't know what I'm looking at.

Without outsiders, Wen Li's stomach full of qi could not be kept.

"I tell you, she was absolutely deliberate, 100%." ​​Wen Li hugged her chest and said firmly, "Anyway, I don't know where her painting came from. The one in my house is definitely true. My dad... Hanging in such a conspicuous living room, she told me she didn't know? I don't believe that she didn't stare at my camera when the show was broadcast. If Sister Dan hadn't winked at me, I would jump up and scold her directly. "

Akang was driving, so he couldn't be too distracted. From the rearview mirror, the scene was a grumpy beauty. Although he was very arrogant, it was pleasing to the eye.

He is brother Ayan's assistant, and naturally he is also from Wen Li's side.

"Brother Abin said that although this matter is temporarily suppressed today, there are so many audiences in the audience and so many staff on the scene. Someone will definitely go to the Internet to break the news. Let us prepare for public relations in advance. "

Wenwen said at this time: "Sister Dan said the same thing. If it is really intentional there, there should be a lot of marketing accounts that will expose this matter tomorrow."

"She is holding a fake painting and dare to beat him up?" Wen Li became even more angry, "I will contact the appraiser now."

I took out my mobile phone and took a look. It was late at night that they had rested early.

Wen Wen pursed his lips and conveyed Lu Dan's meaning to Wen Li: "But sister, not only do you have to prove that Zheng Xue's paintings are fake, but you also have to prove that the paintings in your house are genuine, and it takes time to appraise the paintings. In the past few days, sister, you should not pay too much attention to the comments on the Internet. If it is really fermented by the time, Sister Dan said that she will call someone to appraise and give a response."

Wen Li nodded helplessly: "All right."

It's really a rumors, a mouth, and a broken leg to refute the rumors.

When he arrived at the hotel, Wen Li took a bath with an aura. After the bath, he found that Song Yan was still standing on the balcony and the wind was blowing, not knowing who he was calling.

They are on the same boat, so this man can be so calm.

She wanted to make a call to her father, and wanted him to help him be the master, but his father must have been asleep at this time.

Wen Li waited for Song Yan on the bed for more than half an hour, only to find that he was still on the phone. He could only swallow all the words he wanted to complain to.

She was very upset, wrapped herself in the quilt severely, and closed her eyes angrily.

The air in the quilt was thin, and she slept very restlessly, until someone lifted the quilt for her, picked up her sleeping in a ball, and put her head on the pillow, she felt a little more comfortable, completely Fell asleep.

—

Wen Li slept until almost noon this night.

When she opened her eyes at noon, she hurriedly jumped out of bed to find someone.

Song Yan was sitting on the sofa in the suite, and Wen Li ran over and sat beside him, in a panic tone: "Have you read Weibo? How are the marketing accounts of Zheng Xueyang irritating? Does my agent help me deal with it?"

"You have breakfast first." Song Yan changed his mouth after a pause, "Lunch."

Wen Li sighed: "I'm not in the mood, you answer me first and I will eat."

"It's all solved."

Wen Li didn't understand: "What?"

Song Yan knew that it was not clear in a few words, so he took out his mobile phone and handed it to her.

No more than ten minutes after the recording ended late last night, someone immediately broke the news on the netizen forum.

"Rj, the Chinese painting in wl's home that was blown by the director so that there is nothing in the sky but also gave a close-up shot of the Chinese painting is a fake."

Then the main building burst out the embarrassing moment that happened at the recording site.

"It's okay to laugh and slap your face on the spot."

"??? It's not like making so much money in a year and using fake paintings to fill up a lot of money."

"I still complained to my friends tonight that wl and zx, the old rivals, are hypocritical. The catalogue hasn't been torn after so long. Good fellow, this is torn up."

In the early hours of the morning, the building had been built over a thousand floors.

Then this post was uploaded to Weibo by several marketing accounts, and the topic was on the hot search list before it dawned.

At first, the fans of Wen Li and Zheng Xue were arguing. The two wanted to quarrel for a long time, so they lacked an excuse. Later, the arguing spread to Song Yan, and then Song Yan’s fans joined the scolding battle.

Wen Li Weifen and Song Yan Weifen have always been very difficult to deal with, but as long as they encounter such a scene of being a monster, the two parties do not need to discuss, immediately cease the war, and unanimously go abroad.

Zheng Xue's fans couldn't seem to be noisy, but Dafan directly led a group of fans to slaughter the Wenli Single Super Talk Plaza.

Xiaoxue Chuqing: "Wen Li earns so much money in a year and buys fake paintings. It is not too much to force Wen Li to give it to Wen Li with a low sentence."

Xuexue’s little cotton-padded jacket: "If there is no ink in my stomach, I don’t understand art appreciation. I have to buy Chinese painting costumes to force people to shut up. Fans of Wen Li bother to lie down and mock them? The more you jump, the more you will be mocked. Don’t you understand any truth? I was publicly executed on Hot Search, and I was embarrassed by cooking and fans. I’m happy to see it.”

Lili is not going to retake the elementary school art class: "I originally had a filter for Song Yan, but marrying such a low made me vomit."

Originally, things fermented here, and it was only a grievance between fans. Until ten o'clock in the morning, Zheng Xue posted an unclear Weibo.

Zheng Xue: "It's just a small matter, don't bother others, be good."

"Okay! We are good."

"We Xuexue is too gentle."

"Don't come to scold a certain family for some reason, we only behave in front of Xuexue [smile]"

Originally, passers-by were half-believing about this revelation. When they read Zheng Xue's Weibo, they immediately confirmed that the fact of Chinese painting was true.

At this time, Wen Li's team had not issued any statement, and the "lychees" rushed to the official account of the brokerage company Jiarui and began to ask for clarification and response.

After half an hour, the hot search is a new topic one step ahead of the team.

#徐时茂工作室开通微博#.

Huang V, with certification, clearly writes "Xu Shimao Studio Official Weibo".

"Hello everyone!

First of all, thank you all for your concern and love for Mr. Xu Shimao's works!

Two years ago, Mr. Xu Shimao, Ms. Wen Li@温 Lilitchi and Mr. 宋砚@宋砚 formally announced the wedding news. He presented Miss Wen Li with a picture of "Multiple Seeds and Rich Pomegranate" in his own name. Tie the table with the most sincere blessings.

"The durians are graceful and fruity, the membranes are light and the durians are fresh". This painting is a private work of Mr. Xu Shimao. It is only used as a wedding gift to Miss Wen Li and Mr. Song Yan. It does not have any collection or commercial value. , We have contacted the police and lawyers. The studio representative Mr. Xu Shimao will reserve the right to litigate against the counterfeiting, plagiarism, and commercial sales of Mr. Xu Shimao’s works in the art market.

I hope that Mr. Zheng Xue@郑雪snow and Ms. Lu Ming@陆鸣 can contact us as soon as possible. You are the victims and you should protect your legal rights.

Finally, I wish netizens a happy life and happy every day.

Xu Shimao's studio. "

I can't find the slightest fault in the official statement, but the penultimate paragraph deliberately mentions Zheng Xue and Lu Ming, which always gives people the feeling that Mr. Xu Shimao is deliberately naming them.

"..."

Ten minutes after Weibo was released, the topic exploded in seconds, and the comment area was full of excitement.

"The art students run away!! The nightmare of all the art students of the Chinese painting department is coming!!"

"Zheng Xue fans come out! Lord, you need to see how you swollen faces!"

"Haha, my **** laughter, I keep saying that other people's paintings are fake, but my own is fake."

"Zheng Xue fans yin and yang are angry at you [horse], your paintings are fake! You bought fake paintings right now!"

"Some people spend millions to buy a painting specially designed by the master to give Sanli and the beauty the wedding gift laughs to me."

Not long after Xu Shimao’s studio’s statement came out, Zheng Xue deleted the Weibo and reposted a new Weibo, stating that he would cooperate with Mr. Xu Shimao and the police in bringing the fake paintings to justice to justice.

Fans of Wen Li and Song Yan rushed into the comment area of ​​this Weibo post. The fans couldn't control the comment at all. The first comment was 80,000 likes.

"The clown is actually myself"

Wen Li looked at these various remarks and reversals, but didn't expect that he just slept all morning, and it was like a year on the Internet.

Really, lie down and win.

Originally, she wanted to ask her dad to clarify, but her dad wouldn't use Weibo at all, so it's better to find an appraiser directly.

Her dad is fine, he learned to use Weibo in one night.

"But my dad doesn't use Weibo at all. He doesn't even know what Weibo is. Last time I told him that he thought Weibo was used to play Doudizhu."

Song Yan said in a low voice, "Last night there was no time to authenticate. I directly contacted the Weibo official to add it first, and then the person in charge at your father's side will take over this Weibo."

"Then this statement?"

"I wrote it."

"..."

Wen Li looked dull and could not speak.

After a long while, she said, "Ms. Song."

"Um?"

"Are you an angel?"

"No." Song Yan glanced at her messy hair, stared at herself like a fool, opened her mouth, pushed her forehead down, and said amusedly, "I'm your husband, wash your face before eating. ."