"Ahhh! Xue'er, look here!"

"National Producer" has finally started recording amid much anticipation.

Han Muxue's appearance triggered a large number of fans to scream. She covered her ears and got out of the black business car. She was slapped by enthusiastic fans, and even the security personnel could hardly stop her.

"Mr. Ling, there are too many people."

On a low-key off-road vehicle following quietly, Li Jiaming frowned, but at the same time he was proud: "Our Xue'er is very popular."

"What's your house? That's my wife."

Li Jiaming lowered his head and muttered secretly, feeling really speechless.

That’s not how you feel jealous, right?!

As they were talking, maybe it was because of the connection between the couple, Ling Ziyue felt uneasy. He opened the car door and got out of the car. With his extraordinary aura and height advantage, he passed through all the obstacles and arrived.

In the front row of the crowd, crowded together with ardent fans, swaying, trying to stand up straight, and keeping a vigilant eye on the crowd to see if there are any suspicious elements.

"Han Muxue, you stinky bitch!"

Ling Ziyue's intuition was indeed good. The crowded crowd suddenly moved forward and invaded the welcome red carpet that the program crew had hastily laid out for the entry of artist mentors. Some fishermen in troubled waters took the opportunity to cross the cordon and ran in. There were more than one

, those on the periphery were excited at first, and threw two rotten eggs, which fell on the red carpet, fishy and smelly. The two who rushed in easily escaped the defense line, moved very quickly, and were already a few steps behind Han Muxue.

far away.

Xiaoyun was so anxious that he shouted.

"Sister Xue'er, be careful!"

In the flash of lightning, Ling Zi moved faster. He had already grabbed the man's arm and pinned it behind his back. At the same time, Han Muxue also controlled the man's other arm. The couple looked at each other, Han

Du Xue was a little surprised and asked him quietly.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm worried. Come and take a look. There are too many people."

"Ouch! Han Muxue, you bastard, you have to bury our brother Chenxuan!!"

"Buried? You want to say buried with sacrifice, right? Fans who follow the rightful master are not very educated. I wonder what your brother, who is crazy about sewing machines in prison, will feel when he hears this?"

"Don't be complacent for too long. If you do too many bad things, you will definitely be punished!"

"oh."

Han Muxue only said "Oh", her attitude was very cold, and she didn't take the crazy behavior of these fans to heart at all.

At this time, the red carpet was already in chaos, and even Han Muxue's own fans were pushing each other and causing conflicts.

If this continues, the situation will be out of control.

At the critical moment, the first thing those security guards thought of was to surround and protect Han Muxue with human flesh, keeping her in a relatively safe state.

"You don't have to surround me. Is there something going on over there that you can't see?"

The tall and powerful security guy turned a deaf ear.

Han Muxue was so angry that she broke through the "blockade" and got out, immediately pulling away the few fans who had developed fists.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Why are you still fighting? Go back!"

Her roar slowly calmed down the chaotic scene. Everyone stood there, somewhat at a loss, and turned to look at her, who was akimbo and lecturing.

"Are you so free? Come here to fight, and then go to the police station to fight!"

Just as she was talking, a rotten egg flew towards her at the wrong time. She was so persistent that Han Muxue didn't notice at all. At this time, someone was planning a sneak attack. At the "critical moment", Ling Ziyue pulled her back.

Taking a step back, Han Muxue tilted her head, and the rotten egg hit Ling Ziyue's handsome left face. The yellow egg liquid exuded an unpleasant stench, carrying the egg shell with it, slowly slid down, and finally hit it.

On the ground.

Ling Ziyue didn't care. His always cold eyes only stared at Han Muxue with concern, fearing that she would be hurt.

At this time, the anger in Han Muxue's heart was completely ignited.

Originally she didn't plan to pay much attention to the flies and bugs buzzing around her ears every day, but now it's better to bite her nose and face, thinking that she is dead and does not exist, right? A man who bullied her blatantly!!

!

The fans around him reacted and immediately worked together to catch the perpetrator. Just when they were about to loudly condemn him for speaking harsh words, their real leader Han Muxue had already walked quickly and came in front of everyone.

"Han Muxue, you are the one~"

The perpetrator was wearing a hat and was a woman in her thirties. When she saw her enemy, Han Muxue, came towards her, her eyes were filled with hatred and her eyes were about to burst. She looked like she had a sworn hatred.

Han Muxue moved faster and didn't even give her a chance to say a few words. She got off the car and took what she was going to drink. She unscrewed the bottle of mineral water given by the sponsor and poured the whole bottle into the other party's face.

The head feels like taking a bath.

"Are you awake?"

After pouring it, she asked gracefully.

"Wu Chenxuan's case is still under trial. If he was really completely innocent, the police would have released him long ago instead of issuing a network-wide notice on suspicion of MJ."

Everyone was stunned.

Unexpectedly, Han Muxue was so frank and honest, she responded completely head-on. She seemed not afraid of saying the wrong thing and offending others.

"well said!"

The crowd burst into applause. Everyone was proud to have such a positive idol.

"Same for you, didn't I say it during the live broadcast before? Why are you still here, and there is such a huge area of ​​darkness? What are you doing, grabbing vegetables or buying eggs? It's meaningless, and it also delays my work! Go home,

If you don’t leave, I will expel you from my fandom, and there will be no need for all those colorful supporters in the future. I don’t need to raise funds to celebrate my birthday, someone will celebrate my birthday.”

She looked back, walked through the vast sea of ​​people, and looked at the man who was lowering his head and wiping the traces of rotten eggs on his cheeks with a tissue. The more he looked at him, the more handsome he felt.

After a while, the police car arrived, took away the troublemakers, got in the police car and drove away. Han Muxue entered the camp to record as normal.

"Mr. Ling, are you okay?"

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Li Jiaming trotted all the way to Ling Ziyue's side worriedly. Looking at the half-dry greasy yellow soup, he endured nausea and took out a tissue to help wipe it away.

Ling Zi pushed him away more and more, suddenly moved her long legs, and locked eyes with a woman wearing black sunglasses with a wide brim in the crowd.

He ran forward in two or three steps and called out to the other party.

"Ms. Wu must be very busy recently, right? Why do you have time to come here for a walk?"

The woman paused and hesitated for a long time. Knowing that she couldn't escape, she had to turn around, slowly take off her sunglasses, and smile politely.

"Mr. Xiao Ling isn't busy either. During working hours, he still has time to walk around the streets."

The visitor was none other than Wu Chenxuan’s charming mother. Ling Ziyue had met her at several receptions held by senior investors, especially at the “Weiyuan Central Bank” platform S expansion project investment promotion meeting, where she and several

The relationship between the leaders seems to be very shallow.

"What is the relationship between Mr. Xiao Ling and Han Muxue?"

Ms. Wu recalled the situation when Ling Ziyue protected Han Muxue just now, and couldn't help but probe Ling Ziyue's tone.

"She is now an artist under our company."

"Oh~"

"That's it."

"So, Ms. Wu, I hope something like this will never happen again in the future."

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee whether your young master will stay here for a few more years."

Ling Ziyue's words were very sharp.

"Are you threatening me?"

Ms. Wu's eyes widened.
Chapter completed!