"Did you do it?"
The mobile phone was thrown on the table, making a heavy banging sound.
Unfortunately, its owner didn't care about its personal safety at all.
Shen Jiahe glared at someone sitting opposite, drinking coffee calmly.
Glancing at the page on his phone casually, Shen Jianhan only found it funny: "You rarely come to me just for this matter."
Shen Jiahe ignored the sarcasm in his tone and stared straight into his eyes: "Yes, so tell me if you did it."
"I did it.
What do you want?"
Shen Jianhan lowered his head and smiled softly: "Shen Jiahe, do you want to kill your family for Maxin's sake?"
"You" Shen Jiahe looked at him in disbelief: "You really did it" "Of course not," he raised his eyebrows, picked up the phone, took a look at it, and sneered: "Look, even you subconsciously don't believe that I would do such a thing, so why are you still questioning me?"
Shen Jiahe froze, "Because I really can't think of anyone who would go against Maxin."
With the long Weibo revelations as the fuse, and the reposting by painters of all sizes, it is clear that there is someone operating behind the scenes in such an organized Heimaixin.
Shen Jiahe knew her personality very well.
If he wanted to really offend anyone, the only one he could think of was Shen Jianhan.
"Do you think I was going against her before?"
Shen Jianhan put down his coffee, sneered, and said straight to the point: "I like her, can't you tell?"
"" Shen Jiahe was a little surprised.
He probably didn't expect him to admit it so bluntly.
He opened his mouth and said a little unhesitatingly: "You, you like her, so, so" "So do you think that if I was rejected by her, I would get angry and retaliate against her?"
Shen Jianhan looked at him funny, with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes: "In your eyes, how despicable must I be to do such a thing?"
" "" "I don't even bother to use this method of destroying a person to get her.
Don't be so surprised."
Looking at Shen Jiahe's complex expression, he said meaningfully: "You should know how good Maxin is."
"What me, me?"
Shen Jiahe was stunned for a moment.
When he realized that there was something wrong with his words, he immediately became panicked and hurriedly explained; "What does it have to do with me?"
"Ha," Shen Jianhan didn't bother to ask him.
He picked up the coat that was lying aside, stood up, and said, "Whether you believe it or not, this matter has nothing to do with me."
Shen Jiahe bit his lip.
He watched helplessly as Shen Jianhan left without looking back, holding the phone in his hand tightly.
Blogger "Speak to Maxin" broke the news about the hidden rules of the Modeslilian Award.
As soon as this happened, Maxin's millions of fans on Weibo who were trolled by trolls as zombie fans couldn't sit still.
Immediately, tens of thousands of fans gathered, frantically commenting on Maxin's Weibo homepage, and slapping the trolls in the face.
As the representative of the number one idiot fan, the Godie contestant didn't say much.
He directly forwarded the award-winning Weibo posted on his official Weibo and couldn't help but exchange insults with the anti-fans. threee, godie: I feel so sad, most of them are black When kwee forwarded it, he only said four words: Well deserved.
After that, other members of the threee team were also ready to take action.
They originally wanted to repost it to express their support, but were stopped by Mao Xiong, who advised: "It's not necessary.
If there are too many people, it will be seen as a group hugging each other." n also agreed: "Indeed, it's even more unclear that way.
It's better not to cause trouble to Maxin at this time."
"What should we do?"
Godie scratched his hair irritably.
He had lost two pounds from worry in the past two days.
He was not so anxious when he lost in the spring competition last year.
"It's not about the Modes Award.
I don't think it's anything special."
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I understand, but the strength of e-big needs to be questioned."
"Everyone believes in her," Nineteen said to him, "but our belief is useless.
The bottom of the official Weibo account of Modes Lilian is almost covered with black powder, and there are many pictures of more than 100,000 fans on Weibo.
Hands, follow the trend, and their fans are also following the trend."
"Damn it, these grandsons are jealous," Ye Yang cursed angrily.
"Keyboard warriors need a reason to troll people," ang said, "Don't we know this best?"
"Yes, whatever you say now will be regarded as trolls and idiot fans," Mao Xiong held his forehead, a little troubled.
On the contrary, he was not worried about Maxin, but was afraid that the prince would fall off his horse.
"Don't worry, Ah Wei will not let go of the person behind her." ang deeply agrees.
Are you tired of living with the woman who dares to touch the prince?
In fact, just as Mao Xiong thought, the Weibo post that broke the news was deleted that afternoon, and the blogger "Tell Me to Maxin" was also banned for violating rights and falsely accusing others' reputations.
The plot took a sudden turn, causing the onlookers to express their confusion.
Some people say that there is a team behind Maxin to package her, and all they did before was hype to pave the way for her in the future.
Some people also say that if you really have the money to do all sorts of things, you can open your own personal exhibition, and there is no need to do such a thankless thing.
Some people also say that Maxin has long since exhausted his talents and cannot survive abroad.
Now he returns to China and wants to become an Internet celebrity while he is still famous.
Amid the divergent opinions, even Tian Xiali, who had disappeared for a long time, was alarmed.
When she called, Maxin had just been sent back to the studio by kwee, and his condition had improved a lot.
She was slightly startled when she saw the caller ID.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to answer the question.
"Mother" "Maxin, it's me," Tian Xiali's cold voice rang on the phone, "Are you okay?"
Despite the routine greeting, Maxin's nose felt sore at a certain moment.
Even though he knew the other party couldn't see him, Maxin still nodded, adjusted his tone, and said indifferently: "It's okay, I'm fine."
"I know everything on Weibo," she said.
"I told you not to have anything to do with him.
Look, something happened."
"Um."
Tian Xiali seemed to pause for a moment, then said calmly: "If you really have no choice, just go back to the United States.
I will pretend that what happened before has never happened."
"I know, Mom."
Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Tian Xiali was a little angry.
She took a deep breath, seeming to suppress the anger in her tone, and snorted, "I'll hang up now.
If you want to come back, you can tell me.
You too You’re not young anymore, you should be more sensible sometimes.”
Holding back and listening to what she said, Maxin hung up the phone, leaned on the wall and slowly squatted down, burying his head between his knees.
Maybe things weren't as bad as she thought.
At least, it was a blessing in disguise to get her long-lost expression of concern.
Maxin gave a wry smile, and the pain flashed across his eyes.
This weekend, all the award-winning works of Maude Sillian will be held in the S City Contemporary Art Center for the first exhibition of a touring art exhibition.
No matter what others say, Maxin, who has won this award, has decided to attend the opening of the art exhibition.
Kwee was worried and took a day off to accompany her.
Maxin, who has adjusted her mentality in the past few days, can now face all kinds of strange looks around her normally.
She deliberately ignored those probing and suspicious eyes, only looked at kwee beside her, and asked curiously: "Can you leave the club at will?"
"Of course," Kwee put his hands in his pockets and said casually, "No."
"Hey" E said blankly: "Then what will happen to you?"
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"What can I do?
Deduct money."
He frowned: "If you miss training due to personal reasons, you will have one month's salary deducted."
"So much."
Maxin was shocked.
Based on his contracted annual salary, if it was deducted a month, he would lose hundreds of thousands.
"Hmm," Kwee turned his head and joked with a smile: "Maybe I will have to rely on you to support him in the future."
"Okay" Maxin agreed with a solemn expression. "" He laughed dumbly.
How come his kid’s serious look is so cute?
He couldn't help but want to reach out and pinch her pink cheeks, but he vaguely noticed that there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at them.
Kwee raised his head subconsciously, and sure enough, there was a middle-aged man standing at the top of the steps, looking here with an unclear expression.
When she saw the other person's face clearly, Kwee was slightly startled.
Then she looked at Maxin next to her.
Sure enough, she was completely stunned.
The middle-aged man looked about fifty years old.
He wore rimless glasses and looked elegant.
However, his eyes were a little absent-minded and he stared straight at Maxin.
His lips trembled and he was too excited to speak. look.
The most important thing is that his face seems to be carved from the same mold as Maxin.
Maxin was in a daze for a moment and then looked away.
As if desperately trying to avoid something, she lowered her head and pulled Kwee around in a hurry.
"He's been looking here."
After a moment of silence, kwee told her calmly.
"I know," knowing that he must have guessed it, Maxin didn't explain much, pursed his lips and said, "I, I just don't know what to say to him."
Although they have been in contact for ten years, she has never seen him in front of her.
The most familiar strangers are them.
Although I had been mentally prepared before coming, since it was his foundation, I would definitely meet him.
But I never thought that I would be face to face so unprepared.
Even though she had done thousands of mental preparations before coming, she found that she was still not ready.
Even when she was standing on the stage and hearing her name mentioned next to his, she was still in a state of astonishment.
Hearing him suppress the excitement in his voice next to him, he said to himself: "Congratulations, keep working hard in the future."
Maxin only felt that there was an unreal feeling.
She wanted to twitch her lips and show him a polite smile, but when she really tried to do it, she found that such a simple action was so unfamiliar.
She simply finished her acceptance speech and turned around in a hurry, trying to leave this place that caught her off guard and even disrupted her breathing rhythm.
However, the moment he stepped down, an accident happened.
Suddenly an egg flew from the crowd, and before anyone could react, it hit Maxin hard on the face.
She was stunned on the spot and allowed the sticky egg liquid to flow down her face.
Before she could recover, the second egg followed.
Someone was screaming, someone was running towards her, and there were flashes of light.
It was the reporter who was seizing the opportunity to get first-hand footage.
"Why should she win an award?
A layman who suddenly appeared in the game just because her father is the boss.
We have worked hard for more than ten years.
All our efforts have been in vain.
All are shady.
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What a genius original artist.
Get out of China."
Bar" Get out of China was echoing in her mind over and over again.
Years ago, she heard the same thing.
"China, you thief, get out of our school and out of the United States."
She is not a thief.
At that time, she didn't even leave her seat.
But no one spoke for her, everyone, her deskmate, her classmates, including the teacher who was watching a play.
No one helped her. why is this happening She obviously didn't do anything wrong K Shirt rushed over and felt that Maxin was shaking all over and could hardly stand still.
His heart suddenly twitched and his eyes were so gloomy that the security guard next to him didn't dare to come up and pull him.
Maghe reacted and recognized kwee as the boy who had been with Maxin before.
He stopped the security guard and shouted to him: "Come with me and deal with it quickly."
Before leaving, he repeatedly told his assistants: "Don't let the reporters out.
Buy back all the photos we just took."
The assistant didn't ask any more questions, nodded with a wink, and took action immediately with the security guards.
Kwee directly picked up Maxin and followed Maghe out of the back passage of the Contemporary Art Center.
They took Maghe's car and went to his house nearby.
On the way, Maixin buried her head in Kwee's arms and neither cried nor made trouble, which only made the other two men more worried.
Unable to see her expression clearly, they did not dare to speak rashly at the moment, and the stiff atmosphere continued all the way.
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