After adding psychological hints, these reporters consciously listened to Zhou Wen's words.

By the time they realized it again, Mu Xintong had already left here.

Others in the studio stepped forward and stopped the group of reporters.

In the dressing room, Mu Xintong sat in front of the mirror, and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"I did nothing, why did they treat me like this?" Mu Xintong murmured.

In the mirror, Zhou Wen's figure appeared.

"Sometimes, even if we do something that is normal, it will make others disgusted. After all, we can never please everyone." Zhou Wen comforted.

For Mu Xintong, she just wanted to become a big star, but she unknowingly offended Qiao Yale and the major shareholders of Cuican Entertainment.

"Actually, I don't want to break up with those people. After all, they are all in the entertainment industry. They look down and don't look up. There is no need to have a stumble." Mu Xintong said slowly.

A tissue was handed to her.

Mu Xintong turned her head and saw that it was handed over by Zhou Wen.

She reached out and took it to wipe the tears from her face.

"You just need to know that you did not do anything wrong, they were the ones who were wrong." Zhou Wen said in a deep voice.

Mu Xintong nodded and said, "I understand."

After saying that, she sighed: "The concert will be held tomorrow, and all the props needed will be destroyed. If you just perform like this, you will not achieve the expected results."

"Is there no other way?" Zhou Wen asked.

Mu Xintong shook her head and said, "When the team was doing publicity and promotion work before, some publicity posters had been sent out. If the promises to the audience were not fulfilled, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"No, Mr. Mu, some media have already started to post bad articles online!"

The rapid footsteps sounded and an employee rushed in.

Although the media just now failed to interview Mu Xintong, they took a lot of photos.

What is scary is not the fact, what is scary is a picture of the beginning, and the content depends entirely on editing.

Zhou Wen and Mu Xintong both took out their phones and took a look.

The news "Mu Xintong Studio was smashed" began to be pushed on the entire platform in just one minute.

Even if Zhou Wen didn't want to see it, the mobile phone's software had already pushed the message to him automatically.

Soon, the popularity of this news rose sharply, and it quickly rose from the fastest hot spot to the real-time hot spot, and then soared from the ranking behind to the first place.

Zhou Wen opened a message and started to check it out.

Mu Xintong's studio was smashed, is he directed and acted by himself?

A piece of article has such an eye-catching title.

In the content, the incident is commented on from a sharp perspective.

"So, Mu Xintong's studio was smashed this time, and she was completely directed and acted by herself..."

Finally, this conclusion was drawn.

"Nothing nonsense." Zhou Wen said helplessly.

This black manuscript really looks down on everyone's IQ, but even so, many people still believe it.

"The studio was smashed the day before the concert, it was hype!"

"Today's artists are too shameless to gain popularity, right? They even use the bitter trick?"

"Did you see those photos? Someone is really injured!"

"How high is the makeup technique now? It's just a wound, it can be melted out at will."

Even those with clear minds were quickly submerged in it.

In the next three minutes, black manuscripts emerged one after another.

For five minutes, the heat continued to heat up.

"Mr. Mu, this black article was sent by several giant companies in the industry. We have called and the other party has hung up." The assistant rushed in and shouted.

"Do we need clarification?"

Mu Xintong heard this and walked out of the chair

Stand up.

Her body suddenly shook and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhou Wen was right next to her and supported her.

"Mr. Mu!"

Several employees in the studio looked concerned.

"Miss Mu, if you believe me, leave this matter to me and I will help you with it." Zhou Wen said slowly.

"Zhou Wen, you..." Mu Xintong looked suspicious.

"I just don't want to see a good person being framed."

Looking at the smiling face in front of him, Mu Xintong calmed down her nervous mood.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"You're welcome."

On the side, the staff looked surprised, but they didn't dare to say anything.

After all, this is Mu Xintong's business, the person they choose.

"Now this matter has been pushed to the forefront. The black manuscript is one side, and the objective voice cannot be heard." Zhou Wen said slowly.

"But it is also a good thing for the concert. At least many people now know that you are going to hold a concert in Xinghai City."

"As long as these negative face messages are processed, there is only good news left."

Everyone agreed with him when they heard him.

Such popularity is never seen on weekdays except when the new dramas became popular in the past.

"Miss Mu, leave it to me. Now you can calm the emotions of the injured, and then send me a list of the damaged items. If it is a customized item, send me the drawings."

After Zhou Wen finished speaking, he walked straight out of the room.

"Mr. Mu, who is he?"

"Can this person really solve it?"

"Why do I feel like he is bragging!"

Several staff members started to talk.

"He said yes, that's sure." Mu Xintong said firmly.

Above the clouds, that proud figure appeared in her mind.

No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead, I punched the road.

On the first floor of the villa, the reporters had dispersed, but they did not leave. Instead, they were squatting in all directions of the villa, ready to get first-hand news at any time.

Some of them may be serious gossip entertainment reporters, but with the speed of the blew up the paper just now, some of the reporters must have been hired by their opponents to take photos.

It is not difficult to guess that among the people who play Mu Xintong, there must be Qiao Yale and Brilliant Entertainment.

Or they are the two.

It must be prepared for the black manuscript to be published so quickly.

Zhou Wen took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Mr. Zhou, please give me instructions." He Xian's voice sounded.

"Did you see any news about Mu Xintong on the Internet?" Zhou Wen said slowly.

"See it." He Xian said calmly.

Zhou Wen thought for a while and said, "Mu Xintong is my friend, I don't want to see the people who framed Mu Xintong feel comfortable."

"I understand, how long does it take to get it done?" He Xian asked.

"How fast can you?"

"There are ways to be fast, and there are ways to be slow, but if you want to clarify the facts and solve the opponent, it will take a little longer, but it will not exceed twenty-four hours, which is the beginning of Miss Mu's concert.

The first three hours.”

After He finished explaining first, Zhou Wen said: "According to this method."

"Yes, Mr. Zhou."

The phone was interrupted.

After a while, Mu Xintong also sent the list on his mobile phone.
To be continued...