C140 Accident

As soon as Mu Qingfang finished speaking, the media also lowered their heads and thought carefully.

In fact, celebrities and artistes were all people. If they were people, it was inevitable that they would have some negative emotions. Of course, they would go to the bar, but people felt that the influence of celebrities was too great. Therefore, they were especially strict with them. This strictness gradually became a way to kidnap the artistes, so that the life of the artistes could not be flawed at all. But was this really right?

"Everyone might be thinking about what the life of a celebrity should be like. This is the meaning of our program, no longer allowing a celebrity to become a distant symbol. We will let everyone come into contact with the life of a celebrity, their life. "

Wen Yuan leaned against the stage and praised in her heart. The director was indeed worthy of being called a director. Mu Qingfang had unknowingly formed a tacit understanding with the director. Not only did she suppress the reporters who were causing trouble, but she also returned the topic to the program.

There was a round of applause in the venue. It was unknown whether it was for her to understand, or for the program team and the media to have a confrontation at the press conference.

Wen Yuan finally let out a sigh of relief. Jing Zhuo, who had been standing silently at the side, suddenly opened his mouth and gave Wen Yuan a fright.

"Why are you so relieved about that Mu Qingfang? Aren't you afraid of her? Your program won't be able to continue if your own people's setup collapses?"

It was not like Jing Zhuo did not know anything. Just now, Mu Qingfang only needed to say one thing that was not right. Tomorrow's headlines would be the news of Mu Qingfang blowing herself up and frequently mixing in with the bar. The higher-ups would naturally take into account the impact. Hiding people directly would probably make the show cool down.

However, although Jing Zhuo was surprised by that woman's reaction ability, but I'm more interested in this woman in front of me. He had clearly heard Shen Zhen go crazy in the walkie-talkie just now, but this woman had pressed them down with just one sentence. The look of a decisive decision in an instant was almost like Yan Tine's shadow.

This woman clearly looked thin and weak, but why did he feel that there was something different about her?

"I believe in Qingfang, and even if she says something bad on the stage, can we go and stop her in time? If we are unable to make it in time, we might as well stay put. Besides, she won't do something that will ruin her future like that."

Perhaps it was out of a woman's intuition, Wen Yuan wanted to believe Mu Qingfang for no reason, and she herself did not know why.

However, just as Wen Yuan was standing at the side and talking to Jing Zhuo, there seemed to be a small interlude.

"Qingfang, you cannot participate in this kind of program. He will destroy you! You can't be like this, you can't be like this!"

Just as the host was about to announce the end of this press conference, a male fan who was very quiet just now suddenly shouted. When everyone looked over, the bodyguard had already pushed him out. As for the question raised by this fan, some media had already asked about it. Mu Qingfang also replied that it was because she wanted to shorten the distance between herself and the fan that she participated in such a variety show.

As for Mu Qingfang, who had always been wandering in the entertainment industry, being willing to participate in the variety show, the media was naturally happy. It was just a random piece of news and her workload had been reduced. Why wouldn't she be happy about it?

Mu Qingfang only thought that the other party was a rather agitated fan, so she didn't pay any attention to it. After all, her participation in the variety show this time had indeed made a lot of her fans oppose it, but she had already explained it clearly to her fans. She only wanted to close the distance between them.

"Is this the so-called fanatical fans?"

Wen Yuan looked at the man who was being pulled away from the scene and muttered helplessly. Previously, she did not pay much attention to the matters of the entertainment industry. It was only because of this project that she began to understand. Of course, it was the first time she saw the enthusiasm of the fans with her own eyes.

What surprised Wen Yuan was that Jing Zhuo, who was beside her, only responded faintly and did not speak anymore. His eyes looked a little gloomy as he looked into the distance.

Something was not right with this man.

"Hey, Jing Zhuo...

"Is the press conference over?"

Wen Yuan did not have time to ask before she was interrupted by Jing Zhuo's voice. She looked at the man beside her strangely and flipped the arrangement in her hands.

"Yes, it's over. You can leave after telling me to turn it on. Do you have an urgent matter?"

Wen Yuan looked at Jing Zhuo's appearance and did not seem to be fine. It was just that if Jing Zhuo did not say it, of course she would not know. However, Jing Zhuo just shook his head slightly and waited for Wen Yuan to finish her work.

The actors on the stage had already started to leave the stage. The media had also started to sort out their records for today and were ready to leave. Wen Yuan looked at the stage and went straight to the director's position.

"I'll go and find the director to discuss something. Wait for me."

When Wen Yuan's voice rang out, Jing Zhuo was already gone. His heart sank and he anxiously looked for the thin figure in the crowd. Jing Zhuo squeezed through the crowd and walked forward.

At this time, Mu Qingfang had already returned to the backstage. She packed her things and left. The manager beside her was waiting outside. Mu Qingfang was clearly also a little anxious.

"Qingfang, may I ask if we can take a photo together?"

A voice came from Mu Qingfang's ear and she turned her head to look. It was a short man with a work permit. Mu Qingfang smiled and nodded but the other party spoke again.

"There are a lot of people here. Can we go over there?"

The man pointed to a place with miscellaneous items in the backstage. Compared to the crowded corridors, it was more suitable to take a photo.

"Okay."

Mu Qingfang had always been very good to her fans. Now that it was just a group photo, how could she reject it?

"That's great, Qingfang. Brother, can you help us take a photo?"

The man's eyes seemed to shine because of Mu Qingfang's agreement. He directly pulled another staff member who was moving things over to take a photo.

However, just as Mu Qingfang looked at the camera with a faint smile, her mouth was suddenly covered by a piece of white cloth. The thin man beside her had no idea where he got his strength from. He held Mu Qingfang tightly.

The smell on the white cloth made Mu Qingfang gradually lose consciousness. Mu Qingfang struggled with all her might. She wanted to attract the attention of the busy people not far away, but... The man in front of her with the camera smiled as he used his tall body to block the movement of this side, all the way until Mu Qingfang lost consciousness. What he saw was the strange light in the eyes of the staff member at the beginning.

"Qingfang? Qingfang?"

The manager, who had been waiting outside for Mu Qingfang to change, saw that the backstage was almost empty. He panicked.

When he saw the ring on Mu Qingfang's hand that had fallen to the corner, he knew that something had happened.