Qingyao was stunned and looked embarrassed: "I am an English blind who has passed CET-4. What can I do abroad? Can't I do anything?"

She has no other requirements now. She can make a living.

"It's a little difficult. I just talked to Cheng nuoyang. Now I say you're aiming at Xiao Wei..."

"What did you say about Xiao Wei?"

"Haven't you seen the news lately?" after asking, Qu Ke said, "also, in this case, you really can't watch the news."

Those with weak psychological endurance can kill themselves alive, or they will die of depression.

"Nothing, but when people are unlucky, they slander and destroy them more and more."

Qingyao glanced at him and took out her mobile phone. Recently, her mobile phone also looked at the time and telephone exchanges. The network was not turned on.

Qu Ke has opened the web page before she can stop it.

Indeed, several articles on the hot search are all about her.

She casually opened one: "recently, XXX microblog revealed that during her employment in entertainment, female artist Qing Yao threatened Xiao Wei to give her a sealing fee because she tracked and photographed the private photos of Xiao Wei and her boyfriend. Xiao Weifang has generously responded that it is a thing of the past and will not be investigated..."

Qingyao's face was cold, but he didn't get angry and scold, as if he had been used to all this.

Qu Ke said, "don't look, I know it's definitely not true."

"It's true." Qingyao smiled. "At that time, MI Rui was talking to Xiao Wei. I accidentally saw Gu Jingcheng from the information she took. I went to catch the things I took and gave them back recently."

Qu Ke was so surprised that he opened his mouth and stared at her. After a while, he was stunned: "so, do you really want her sealing fee?"

Qing Yao smiled sarcastically: "if only I really wanted it, I should have asked her for a large sum of money. Unfortunately, I'm not so shameless as Xiao Wei. I can't do anything to provoke my stupid brother with beauty for something that has no threat to her."

Qu Ke was speechless and sighed: "People in this circle are like this. The more pure and kind they are, the more they can't stand out. The more cruel they are, the more stable they stand. They not only act in the play, but also act with their faces in their daily life. How can you compare with them? But don't worry, Cheng nuoyang and Xiao Wei, the company will not give them any room for development in the future, and will also give them support in the whole circle Snow hiding notice, can you find some strong evidence that the company will vigorously wash your white in front of the media? "

"No need." Qingyao also saw through. She didn't want to enter this circle for a moment, and didn't disdain to fight with their kind of people. If she really fought with them, she couldn't win. She just felt that such a come and go had further reduced her personality.

After being bitten by a dog, does she have to bite back? It's not worth provoking a mouth of dog hair!

Somehow, Qingyao remembered the day when he signed the contract with Lu Shaoqiu. He advised her to be a fashion stylist. If she had been obedient, it would not be so miserable today.

She suddenly shook her head and made that kind of vicious oath in front of the ancestors of the cloud family. How could she dare to involve the clothing industry?

She was a little annoyed. Why did Lu Shaoqiu let her be a fashion stylist instead of other occupations? If she was in other positions, maybe she wouldn't want to make quick money and enter the so-called "bright" entertainment industry to be a special shit artist. Now don't talk about making a living. It's estimated that she would have to be splashed with stinky dung as soon as she went out ！

Bad.

Qu Ke inserted his cell phone ring. He looked at the number, got up, made an apologetic gesture to Qingyao, and went to the aisle next to the private room to answer the phone.

Delicious dishes were also delivered.

Qingyao took a deep breath and spit it out long.

It's like spitting out all the bad gas.

Then, pick up chopsticks and prepare to eat delicious food.

This is a Sichuan Hunan restaurant, decorated with logs. The dark brown door was suddenly knocked open.

As soon as Qingyao looked back, he heard a strange woman shouting, "what a shameless bitch! How dare this bitch come out for dinner? Sisters, we must kill the bitch who beat our heart, Yang Bao and goddess Xiao Wei --"

Qingyao's chopsticks were suddenly stained with something green.

She turned her eyes and slowly looked at the chopsticks.

"Go to hell, bitch!" she got a mark on her head.

The next second, more sticky and colorful things hit her, mixed with all kinds of rough scolds: "kill you bichi... Bitch... Shameless..."

Although there are thousands of scolding waves on the Internet, it can be really extended to reality. Qingyao experienced it for the first time.

She was numb, stupid, stunned and stunned.

Sitting there, I just felt her head getting heavier and heavier, so that her neck was about to break.

"Stop! What are you doing?!" Qu Ke came back from the phone and saw this scene. He shouted loudly.

Then he came quickly to separate the crowd.

Those who came to attack were the students of the nearby Academy of fine arts, diners, etc. in this case, Qu Ke and Qingyao, two extraordinary people, did not dare to fight. In the face of these blinded ordinary audiences, they had no power to fight back.

Qingyao was carried into the car by Qu Ke. She was like a doll who lost her life.

Those people also took photos of Qingyao, who was smashed with paint, vegetable juice, rice grains, chrysanthemum and tea, and posted them on the Internet.

Suddenly, the Internet was turned upside down for a while. There was no comment on what those people did wrong, but a lot of praise. Some people were indignant and said that they didn't do enough. They should beat Qingyao directly like Cheng nuoyang to avenge their yangbao. Some people were annoyed why they weren't there, We should join them in crusading against Qingyao, a shameless bitch.

*********

Qu Ke was afraid that someone would follow and hurt Qingyao. He circled around the city for several times before he safely delivered Qingyao to Anxin apartment.

Mirui is working on the computer and obviously saw those videos and photos.

She kept dialing Qingyao's cell phone and didn't answer it. She was worried to death.

The doorbell rang. It was Qu Ke: "open the door!"

Mi Rui quickly opened the door and saw that Qu Ke couldn't tell whether it was people or things. She felt a sharp pain in her heart, and her tears almost came down: "these fools who don't distinguish between black and white!"

Mi Rui wants to help Qingyao clean, so he asks Qu Ke to go back.

Qu Ke looked at Qingyao. Qingyao also slightly recovered. He slowly opened his eyes from the colorful pigment vegetable skin: "thank you today."

Qu Ke felt sad and said in a cruel voice, "I'll make a statement when I go back to prove that you are all wronged. We can't let them misunderstand you all the time!"

Qingyao stopped: "no, there's no evidence. What's the use of your statement? You're my brokerage company. Who will believe your words. Now it's clear that it's just giving those people a handle to continue their crazy speculation. That's it. Let them scold. It will always pass after a long time."

Qingyao's words are not unreasonable. His speech is like this. Let him make trouble. Maybe one day the limelight will pass, but if he comes and goes, it will prolong the time of the topic. Qu Ke is speechless.

After seeing Qu ke off, MI Rui wants to help Qingyao clean his body.

Qingyao refused and took his pajamas into the bathroom to wash.

She washed in the bathroom until midnight. When she washed, Mirui had to take the bathroom key to open the door to find her. Qingyao came out.

A face was as miserable as white paper. It seemed haggard in a breath. Mi Rui only felt pain in his heart.

At night, they were lying in bed and neither of them spoke.

But Mirui knew that Qingyao didn't sleep all night. He kept his eyes open and looked at the ceiling. He didn't move all night

*********

Fujin building, Gucheng translation agency.

Mi Rui, wearing sunglasses, shoulder length short hair, ponytail, black windbreaker and black trousers, stepped on high-heeled shoes and walked murderously straight in.

The receptionist quickly rushed over and stopped her: "Hello, miss, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

Mi Rui looked cold: "I have a translation business and want to talk to you, President Gu. Why? You're not welcome?"

The receptionist looked at Mirui's expensive clothes and immediately smiled with joy: "Welcome! Welcome! Of course! Please come inside. President Gu is in the office now."

Just worried that seeing this scum man would encounter obstacles, Mirui specially put on his most expensive suit.

Mi Rui looks around the richly decorated translation agency and hates it.

The most disgusting kind of shameless scum man climbing up a woman's skirt!

The receptionist politely took her to a white door to stand and knock gently: "Mr. Gu, a customer wants to see you."

"Invite her in!"

When the door opened, the receptionist greeted Gu Jingcheng, asked them what they wanted to drink, and left to make coffee.

Gu Jingcheng stood up from behind his desk in his office with a dark blue shirt, black trousers and an ink blue twill tie. "Hello, what do you call you?"

Mi Rui took off his sunglasses: "I haven't seen you for a long time. It's time to call president Gu."

Gu Jingcheng was stunned: "Mi Rui?"

"Lao Gu always remembers that it was me, the life and death friend of your ex girlfriend Qingyao."

Gu Jingcheng frowned silently.

He has been reading the news about Qingyao on the Internet.

If the conscience is not affected at all, it must be false. That microblog is not his original intention. After sending it, he feels like suffering in aquatic fire every day.

From falling in love to breaking up, Qingyao never apologized to him. Instead, he hurt her again and again.

He was deeply ashamed, but he could only do so now. He comforted himself that when he became famous, he would compensate her a hundred times.

"Don't think no one can find out if you're anonymous. That microblog was personally sent by your ex boyfriend who lost almost all her youth and all her life prospects!" Mirui squeezed the sunglasses frame and approached his desk step by step, "Gu Jingcheng, Qingyao and I are wrong. All the teachers and students in the school are blind. They actually regard you as a good man. Qingyao has lost so much on you. She values friendship and doesn't care about anything. She doesn't say anything. She eats all the bitterness and evil by herself, but what about you? What have you done?"