"Nothing can be told." Zhou Wen said lightly.

Qiao Yale was speechless for a moment, and the agent next to him tripped and fell toward a cardboard box.

"Ouch!" the agent shouted hurriedly.

Qiao Yale also screamed.

Everyone looked very nervous. If they fell down, the things in the box would be destroyed again.

At this moment, Zhou Wen appeared beside the agent, grabbed the agent's arm, and threw it out.

Bang!

The agent regressed and hit the wall.

"The place is small, you have a longer eye when walking. It doesn't matter if you break it. You can't afford to pay for these things." Zhou Wen said coldly.

A cold sweat suddenly emerged from the back of the agent.

He really wanted to pretend to fall and destroy a box of props just now, but he was discovered by this man.

The speed just now was too fast.

"Since Sister Xintong's props are ready, I'm relieved. I wish Sister Xintong's concert a smoothly." Qiao Yale squeezed out a smile and said.

Then she turned around and walked out of the lounge.

The agent hurriedly followed him, but the moment just now made him feel a little pain in his back.

"Miss Qiao, are we going to let it go? This is not possible. You can't let Mu Xintong's concert be held smoothly." The agent whispered.

Qiao Yale's face was covered with a layer of frost and she said gloomy: "Did you see that woman just now?"

The agent asked in confusion: "Miss Qiao, what does it mean?"

"That woman is probably from Mu Xintong's fan club. She has a bit of a bad temper and can be used. You can arrange it and create a few more black materials during the concert." Qiao Yale said coldly.

The agent's eyes rolled and he immediately understood.

"Miss Qiao, I promise to arrange this for you."

When he arrived at the exit, Qiao Yale suddenly covered her stomach, her body bent slightly, and her face showed a look of pain.

"Miss Qiao, what's wrong with you?"

Outside the door, a group of reporters immediately ran up.

It was fine just now, but why did you look like this when you came out?

"I'm fine, sorry, but my stomach hurts a little." Qiao Yale nipped lightly.

How could that group of reporters let go of this gossip news? They started interviewing them one after another.

"Miss Qiao, what's going on?"

"Miss Qiao is not feeling well?"

The agent said slowly: "Ms. Qiao is in good health and it is not convenient to accept an interview for the time being. Please come back another day."

The agent opened the way forward and brought Qiao Yale into the car.

Before entering the car, Qiao Yale winked at the agent and then got into the car.

The agent already understood the meaning.

When the group of reporters caught up, the car door closed with a bang, and Qiao Yale's figure could no longer be seen.

"What the hell is going on Miss Qiao?"

The reporters said curiously.

The agent sighed and said, "Ms. Qiao didn't let me say this, but I really couldn't swallow it."

When the reporters heard this, they clamped the microphone even tighter.

What a secret, what a guy.

Seeing that the group of reporters had already raised their ears, the agent sighed: "I was inside just now. Miss Qiao had been kind enough to comfort Miss Mu. Everyone should know that Miss Mu and Miss Qiao are good friends."

"But unexpectedly, a fan of Miss Mu suddenly rushed in and kicked Miss Qiao, which happened to kick it in the stomach."

"Of course, I have to make a statement that this matter has nothing to do with Miss Mu. It is entirely the self-behavior of that fan. For the sake of Miss Mu's reputation, Miss Qiao did not let me say it, but I really couldn't help it."

Many reporters went crazy when they heard this.

Mu Xintong's fans beat Qiao Yale?

This is a big deal.

Recently, the entertainment industry has been in a hurry.

Yesterday, Mu Xintong and Cuican Entertainment had a complete quarrel, and today, Mu Xintong fans played Qiao Yale.

Could it be that these good sisters in the entertainment industry are about to turn against each other?

As for the so-called fan behavior, it has nothing to do with celebrities, so the reporters don’t care about this.

If the fans didn’t do it well, the stars just didn’t take care of it.

What's true?

Qiao Yale covered her stomach, and the agent personally admitted that there could be a fake?

"Oh, forget it, let's go to the hospital for a check-up first." The agent said slowly and got into the co-pilot.

The car gradually left here.

This group of entertainment reporters immediately made a press release and sent it online.

"Sisters turn against each other? Mu Xintong's fans beat Qiao Yale!"

"Qiao Yale was seriously injured and hospitalized. I refused to interview him. The agent burst into tears!"

"Plastic sisterhood? Mu Xintong instructed fans to attack Qiao Yale?"

...

One by one, one by one, was a hot topic.

Following the incident of Cuican Entertainment, this news has once again become a hot topic.

The last hour is left before the concert begins.

Backstage lounge.

Mu Xintong and others sat on the sofa with a serious expression.

At this moment, she had already changed into a blue low-cut backless dress for the performance.

The beautiful figure is more beautiful by this dress.

With a slim waist, her sexy collarbone and slender neck made Mu Xintong exude a goddess-like temperament.

"Sister Xintong, this is definitely not done by our fan club. No matter how angry I, Zhang Nanrong, would never do such a thing, and would never let his subordinates do such a thing!" Zhang Nanrong was angry

road.

I took the blame for some reason, and it was hard not to get angry.

Now, the account of Mu Xintong’s fan club has been captured online, so Zhang Nanrong had no choice but to close the comments.

Everyone's expressions were extremely solemn.

"I believe you, believe everyone. Qiao Yale does this. It seems that she really intends to break up with me. She is sure that she can beat me this time?" Mu Xintong sneered.

A gem was hanging on her chest.

This gem is the lucky gem.

With the blessing of the lucky gem, Mu Xintong believes that her luck will not be too bad.

"It's really hateful, what should we do!" Zhang Nanrong said anxiously.

Even if she is angry, she can't really go over and play Qiao Yale now, so that the fans will make sure that they will take action.

At this time, Zhang Nanrong's cell phone rang.

"Sister Rong, it's not good. Qiao Yale's fans are blocking the door and saying that they want to ask Qiao Yale for an explanation!" The person on the phone said anxiously.

"I'll come here right now!" Zhang Nanrong said hurriedly.

The door of the lounge was knocked open and a group of concert staff walked in.

"Miss Mu, it's dangerous to hold a concert now. Are you sure you want to continue?" the staff asked.

"Hold." Mu Xintong stood up.

He is tall and straight, like a white swan with his head raised and his chest raised.

"Miss Mu, please come with us, we will ensure your safety." The staff said.

These people are some security personnel from the organizer and have a cooperative relationship with Mu Xintong.

"Okay." Mu Xintong nodded.
To be continued...