Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven, Spreading Rumors, Dispelling Rumors
There are two photos exposed in total.
One is Li Yun wearing a hospital gown, looking very poor in spirit and black. The other is Li Yun's appearance when he appeared in the hospital, with poor in spirit and a little depressed.
Yes, when all aspects of your career are still at its peak, a disease that cannot be cured suddenly appears. Isn’t this the most frustrating thing for a talented director?
Through the photos, Wei Xian could feel Li Yun's frustration and helplessness, and even despair.
Is this acting?
No, this is not acting skills. The acting skills cannot be achieved at this level. Wei Xian has never seen an actor with acting skills. He knows the difference between acting skills and real things.
Wei Xian thought that Li Yun would make headlines and hot searches with various slutty operations, after all, he had become accustomed to this.
But what he never expected was that Li Yun would make headlines in such a sarcastic way this time.
Terminal illness is about to die.
Wei Xian felt like he was trying to hit the cotton, and he even felt a little... empty in his heart.
Why, why did it become like this?
Isn’t this guy who has made him unlucky since he appeared, isn’t it better for him to die?
"He's going to die..."
Ma Xiangdong, who was standing beside him, also saw the same news and felt that something was missing in his heart.
Does he hate Li Yun?
Yes, it's quite annoying, and I wish he could quit the entertainment industry immediately.
Seeing Li Yun suddenly popping up and snatching the headlines, Ma Xiangdong had the urge to kill someone.
But when he really saw him reaching the end of his life, his heart was still a little empty.
That man is really going to die...
He was not defeated by himself, but was defeated by the so-called disease.
It's so ridiculous.
Wei Xian and Ma Xiangdong both uncontrollably thoughts popped up in their minds.
I hope he doesn't die.
......
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! It seems that God will help me."
Xiang Chenghua was very happy. This time, he was very depressed after seeing Li Yun on the headlines. He thought Li Yun was doing something sexy, but he didn't expect that it was news that he was seriously ill and was about to die.
The disaster in the entertainment industry is finally about to fail - the physical failure, the kind that cannot be turned over!
Happy, really happy.
"I hope the disease can defeat him soon."
Xiang Chenghua expressed his sincere blessings.
However, if you wish, you still have to do the important things. Xiang Chenghua asked while listening to his subordinates' reports on his work.
"How is Yang Bao and Ma Xiangdong's Weibo operation?"
"It's very good. Ma Xiangdong's fans have exceeded 130,000, and Yang Bao has 180,000 fans."
"Yeah, not bad..."
"Do you still want to continue brushing?"
"No need, wait and see, let the water army go and review and make the popularity higher. I want Ma Xiangdong and Yang Bao to win the 'Weibo Hot King' championship this year, do you know?"
"Um."
The subordinates hurriedly went to operate.
Xiang Chenghua poured a glass of red wine and drank it, and seemed to be in a good mood.
Now Xiang Chenghua has started operating Weibo data again. He has already found the official bottom line, that is, he will not spread rumors or spread rumors. As for the matter of swiping data, Weibo will not care about you anymore. The country still has reasons to care about you?
So Xiang Chenghua started playing Weibo operation again.
Ah, Weibo operation is going well, and Li Yun is almost defeated by the disease again.
Everything seems to be getting better...
......
Yesterday, I took the extras who played the patient in the crew to experience life, and I lived a day without any surprises.
The next day, the sun rose as usual. Li Yun got up from the bed and wanted to play with his phone, but he found that the phone in his hand had been blown up.
The rows of missed calls made Li Yun a little confused.
Among them, my parents have the most calls.
Li Yun quickly called the phone.
"Hey, dad, why are you?"
"Son, what are you sick..."
Li Xiuzhu's voice was nervous and anxious.
Li Yun could hear his father's nervousness and said in confusion: "I'm not sick, I'm in good health."
"That's the matter on Weibo..."
"Weibo? Let's take a look."
Li Yun opened Weibo in confusion, and the page that popped up instantly shocked his eyes.
"Shocked! Li Yun is suspected to be seriously ill."
"Li Yun is dead."
"The disease will take him away...the talented director who remembers ours."
Fuck (Chinese and Japanese bilingual).
Li Yun spitted out on the spot.
What the hell.
Why are you going to die?
"These reporters listen to the wind and rain. Where did I get the disease?" Li Yun complained wildly. When he saw the photos, he knew where their misunderstanding came from. He replied: "Dad, you misunderstood. This is just a still..."
Li Yuncai explained the matter to his father.
Finally, Li Xiuzhu hung up the phone because she was sure that it was a misunderstanding.
Li Yun called his mother again and repeated the words.
"It's okay, I'm really okay, mom, don't worry, rumors, they are rumors..."
"Uncle Ling, I'm really fine. If you don't believe me, ask Sister Jing, it's just a still!"
"Mr. Huang, hey, it's the media that listen to the wind and rain. Take a photo and make big news."
"Yang Beining is a media rumor, media rumor..."
Li Yun was so tired that he called back one by one to explain. These were all people who called to care about him. Even if he felt it was troublesome, he would call back and report to Anping.
After Li Yun made the phone call, he realized in real life what it means to spread rumors and break the rumors.
After coming to the set, Li Yun also looked tired and was no longer in a state of state. It was impossible to film.
"Li Zi, what's wrong?"
“Things on Weibo…”
Li Zijing looked at the depressed Li Yun, as if she knew the disobedient Zhan, and said lightly: "Li Zi, you are a public figure now, and any movement will be seen, especially when we are still Hengdian and there are so many paparazzis, you are not blamed for your outfit and expression at that time..."
"But this entertainment journalist is too much. If you are not sure, you will be sentenced to death..."
Li Yun really wanted to say that he really thought it was troublesome at the beginning, so he changed his clothes at home and became involved in the show.
I didn't expect that it would cause such a big ups...
"This matter needs to be clarified..."
Li Yun looked very troubled. Looking at the messages on the Internet, Li Yun realized that so many people cared about him.
Not only the people who call themselves, but also those netizens who seem to be silly.
Li Yun doesn't like this.
Need to be clarified.
It needs to be clarified as soon as possible.
Li Yun muttered.
"Why do you want to hold a press conference to clarify?"
"Actually there is no need to be that trouble." Li Zijing paused and said, "The person who tied the bell needs to be untied. This matter is currently on Weibo News..."
Li Yun understood what Li Zijing meant.
Since it is from Weibo, it has to be solved from Weibo.
For this reason, Li Yun sighed and said with a look of consuming shit.
Chapter completed!