Chapter 20: Weight advantage!

For the next two days, I wish to spend a holiday at home.
In addition to taking medicine obediently, watching movies, and eating snacks, he also has a very important task: review the knowledge taught by the teacher in the acting class! Some operations in cooking classes also require constant practice.
Mo Yicheng helped him prepare the materials and all the equipment. Wish to wrap a sky-blue apron dotted with white daisies, roll up his sleeves, and plunge into the kitchen.
Seeing that he was busy, Mo Yicheng also started his own work.
Chen Jiao drove over to pick up people early in the morning, and the pre-propaganda of the new movie started, and there was a huge battle.
All the starring actors of the movie were present, and the fans at the door were very orderly organized by the fan club, standing in rows on both sides of the door, waiting anxiously for their idols.
Mo Yicheng clutched the phone tightly, got out of the car, wearing sunglasses, and a black casual suit with two buttons on the white shirt, and an abstinent noble son Fan rushed toward him.
The security personnel are tall and large, standing in two rows holding hands to block the fans.
"Ah----" "Yicheng......" "Mo Yicheng, we love you"
Mo Yicheng nodded to the fans, and hurriedly entered the back door of the venue.
The fans didn't feel frustrated because they waited for two hours and a half to meet each other. Instead, they happily exchanged pictures of the idol they had just taken.
Yuan Suo was concentrating on whipping cream in her small apartment, but suddenly there was a scream, and her voice was so scared that her hands trembled and she almost couldn't hold the breastfeeder.
"Why...what's the matter..." Yuan Suo asked in a pile.
Mo Yicheng wore headphones and couldn't help but hook his mouth when he heard Yuan Suo's soft and trembling voice. And this lipstick smile was photographed, posted on the Internet, and instantly appeared on the popular Weibo.
#谁说莫易程不撩妹#
Really, I don't know how to tease my younger sister Mo Yicheng, and when she goes backstage to change clothes and make-up, Chen Jiao is busy.
Qian He, as the second male number, is naturally also dressed up. I don’t know if it’s because he has recently obtained a good resource through Mo Yiyan. He has a lot more arrogance than Yisheng. When I see Mo Yicheng on weekdays, I will call Mo Ge. , I just nodded and nodded with a smile today, and then turned his eyes back to his mobile phone. Standing beside him was a young assistant who seemed to have just been trained, and did not dare to lift his head.
Mo Yicheng was not surprised by Qian He's conversion. He only regarded him as air. He just began to doubt Mo Yiyan's taste. If he simply looked at his face, he had been together for almost half a year, and it was time to divide.
Seeing Qian He, Chen Jiao subconsciously hid from the side.
"Cut~" Qian He snorted, and rolled his eyes on Chen Jiao. Chen Jiao was like a bug in his eyes, a toad, who didn't bite but always responded to people, which made him more annoyed. Mo Yicheng was guarding such a thing. Mo Yiyan went back and blamed him for what happened last time, making him unable to swallow this breath.
The propaganda meeting went very smoothly. The core basically revolved around the male protagonist Mo Yicheng and the popular Xiaohua female protagonist, and several interactive scenes were also very enthusiastic.
After the end, Mo Yicheng and the hostess were interviewed individually.
Qian He returned to the backstage with a little annoyance, and the assistant behind him followed steadfastly. Suddenly, a fat figure appeared in front of him. Qian He stopped abruptly. The little assistant was not prepared to walk with his head and frightened, and hit him directly. , Qian He was bumped into a stagger, his face changed a lot and turned and cursed.
"Are you blind? The assistant can do the job that a fool can do, and he can hit people when he walks!" Sang cursed, piercing the eardrum with a sharp voice.
Chen Jiao came to the backstage to fetch the things that were left behind. It was a bit embarrassing to see this scene, especially Qian He, watching the assistant who was a few years younger than him was about to cry, and he could only be in his heart. sigh.
Chen Jiao is holding Mo Yicheng's sunglasses in one hand, and the other hand is holding the mobile phone that Mo Yicheng regards as his first protection object. A hanging chain on the phone case is firmly tied to his wrist.
Qian He looked at Chen Jiao and looked more and more depressed. He saw the phone and thought of seeing Mo Yicheng handing the phone to Chen Jiao. He was very cautious when he saw Mo Yicheng handing the phone to Chen Jiao. Before, the phone did not leave his body in the crew. Very important. He gave the little assistant a blank look, and then Mou Zuo vigorously slammed into Chen Jiao, who was walking in his direction!
Chen Jiao was not prepared for it, and was at a disadvantage in the face of the sudden impact.
But Qian He ignored the most deadly fact, that is the difference in weight!
Chen Jiao instinctively held Mo Yicheng's mobile phone in his arms, turned sideways and slightly covered his waist. Qian He exhausted his strength and slammed into Chen Jiao's broad shoulders firmly. Because of the force he used, he was directly bounced back, and a sat on the ground.
"Puff..." The little assistant couldn't help laughing, and quickly covered his mouth.
Chen Jiao did not expect that he had such flexibility, and sincerely apologized, "I'm... sorry, you... are too light."
"You!!!" Qianhe's brain went blank at the moment he fell, but he was shocked when he didn't suffer from falling pain. He immediately jumped into a rage, and yelled at the assistant, saying: "Dead man, help me up!"
The little assistant hurried over and helped him up.
Qian He clutched his with a fierce look, and pointed at Chen Jiao viciously, "Do you dare to think about things about Lao Tzu, you wait for me, you fat guy!"
Chen Jiao froze, as if being poured a basin of cold water on his head, his whole body was trembling...It turned out to be discovered...Qian did not know that he likes Mo Yiyan, so he repeatedly humiliated him. . What about Mo Yiyan? Does he know it too? Strong inferiority and fear made him lose the power to fight back.
Qian He took a sip, and then he waned his anger, and limped away with the help of the assistant.
That night, a hot search of #钱何伤# was topped in the front row. The poster claimed to have witnessed Qian He being knocked down by a big-waisted man in the background, hurting his leg, and almost shattered his tail bone.
Qian He quickly responded, saying that he is no longer a serious problem, and asked fans not to worry, but the next promotion may not be able to meet the fans at the scene, but he will record a VCR and send it to himself blessing of. In the end, he took the posture of a good person, saying that everyone should not blame the person who hit the person, he should not be deliberate.
Fans of Qian He jumped out and said that they were distressed. A group of trumpets of unknown origin are playing rhythm underneath. How can people walking with people hit so badly? Is the person hitting someone on purpose? There is even a conspiracy theory that someone wants to steal money from a new role, so he hired a fat guy to hit someone.
After some speculation, someone finally opened a post to analyze the exposure, saying that it was Mo Yicheng's assistant who hit someone in the background. Chen Jiao's Weibo was picked up and bombarded by all kinds of shells. Even Mo Yicheng was hit. Of course, those who went wild on Mo Yicheng's side were quickly shocked and repelled by the fans of Qingda.
Chen Jiao was at a loss in his small apartment. He never thought that this kind of thing would happen. He has been with Mo Yicheng for so long. Although he has seen some worlds, Mo Yicheng’s fan base and various strengths are too strong, and almost no one dares to come to the black. There are also very few scandals and negative news.
Now that things suddenly hit him, it is inevitable to be a little dazed, and it is likely that Mo Yiyan will be involved in such a trouble, after all...what is money his.