Chapter 132

Sister Zhao is just worried that Changhuan's surrogacy will be affected. She is afraid that she will be made difficult by reporters. Moreover, Changhuan has never participated in this kind of large-scale experience of facing reporters, so she is still lacking in experience.

What does sister Zhao worry about? How can chang Huan not know? She smiles confidently: "sister Zhao, why don't I take part in such a good opportunity? If I don't participate because I'm afraid of them, I'll let them write again. "

Her road to fame is destined to come through all the thorns, but all the obstacles to her progress are bigger than those of Jiang shaoxun's mountain.

After Changhuan adjusted herself, sister Zhao told her the problems she might face with a small notebook, taught her on-the-spot reaction, and even deliberately said some tough problems. Fortunately, Changhuan passed the test smoothly.

One hundred days before the release of the new play "if you are well", Chang Huan accompanied the producers, chief directors and leading actors of the production team to attend the press conference of "if you are well".

Fang Zichen leads Changhuan into the red carpet. Although he has made enough preparations, Changhuan is still a little dizzy by the flashing light.

Nie Changhuan is a hot figure recently. She is carrying the scandal of rongchengjiang. She is also carrying the scandal of surrogacy. However, she has never responded positively. The reporter's cameras are all aimed at her.

Sister Zhao cheered Chang Huan silently among reporters.

Changhuan has a sweet smile on her face, long and thin heels under her feet, graceful and small steps forward, snow-white skirt on the ground, swaying, beautiful.

Aware of a strong line of sight watching her, her palm cold, unconsciously grasped Fang Zichen's arm.

The magnesium light flashed and covered all the scenery under the stage. She couldn't see whose eyes it was.

Fang Zichen thinks Changhuan is nervous. As Changhuan's partner, he reaches out his hand to block the camera and taps Changhuan's hand to let her not be nervous. But Changhuan feels more uncomfortable.

During the whole press conference, Changhuan really worked hard to promote the play, and had sweet interaction with Fang Zichen at the press conference, which is also a gimmick of the new play. Facing the reporter's questions about her private life, she tactfully responded to the past.

In the corner of the venue, Jiang shaoxun looks at Nie Changhuan on the stage dimly. He is also the investor of the play and has been invited, but he didn't come on stage.

The cigarette from his fingertips was sent to his mouth. Chang Huan's graceful and confident appearance on the stage was undoubtedly the most brilliant and dazzling, which deeply attracted his eyes.

He frowned. If one day Changhuan grew wings and had the strength to fight against him, would he not commit himself to stay beside him?

Suddenly there was such a moment, he wanted to break her wings, so that she could not fly, only honestly hide in his side.

Chang Huan is also able to hold the field, there is no leakage field, the performance is commendable.

Near the end of the press conference, Fang Zichen has received many small gifts carefully prepared by small fans. Even Changhuan has small fans. These fans like her from her role as fan yinggu, which makes Changhuan a little flattered.

With the interaction of fans, Chang Huan gradually ignored the line of sight under the stage.

Her warm and sweet smile seems to be contagious, which makes all the fans excited.

Jiang shaoxun looked at the little face smiling at others. He was upset. He threw away his cigarette and took out his cigarette case. Then he found that the cigarette case was empty. Then he suddenly saw that the cigarette he had just lost had never been smoked.

He clenched the cigarette case in his hand and held it together.

I would rather smile at a stranger than give him such a smile.

Just when Changhuan shakes hands with a small fan, suddenly, a man comes from the crowd. The man passes the security group, like a fanatical fan rushing to Changhuan.

Everyone thought that this man was a fan of Changhuan, but the next second, the man raised his hand and splashed a can of ink on Changhuan's face.

Changhuan had no time to escape. Her whole face was blackened by ink in a flash. The ink dripped down her hair and cheek on Changhuan's white dress. Her smile was still stiff on her face. How funny she looked.

The security group reacted and controlled the man, but the man laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, you are so ugly, you dare to compare with my goddess. Your fiance doesn't want you because you are ugly. You are not qualified to carry shoes for my goddess. Goddess Changqing, no, Queen Changqing, I'll take revenge for you, hahaha."

Changhuan's delicate make-up was destroyed, and the sudden situation made her confused. The scene was in an uproar, and the reporter's camera was aimed at her face.

After tomorrow, no, maybe after the press conference, her ugly appearance of being splashed with ink on the stage will be spread all over the country. Changhuan's mind is blank. Helpless, she stands on the stage like a clown for people to appreciate.

Jiang shaoxun stood up from the chair in the corner, but he was humiliated by the woman he could not bear to touch.

Fang Zichen, Changhuan's partner, stands closest to her. When he reacts, he wants to block Changhuan's face, but he has no time to act. A tall man jumps up from the stage, takes off his coat and wraps Changhuan tightly.

He showed his intention to kill, raised his foot and kicked the man who spilled ink. The security guard couldn't control this force, so that the man was kicked several meters away by Jiang shaoxun.

The man fell on the stage, rolled several times, spilled some blood in his mouth and fainted.

The scene is quiet, but Jiang shaoxun hugs Chang Huan and kisses her forehead across her clothes: "don't worry, I'm here."

His clothes still smell of cigarettes, and his low voice contains anger, but it gives her a sense of security. Tears are full in her eyes. Changhuan hooks his neck, buries it in his arms, and sobs.

Jiang shaoxun left with Chang Huan in his arms, and the rest of the people recovered from this situation and dealt with the matter.

Sister Zhao found Song Heng, took him by the arm and asked, "what should we do now? If Changhuan's appearance is exposed just now, it will have a great impact on her career. "

Song Heng asked coldly, "and then."

Sister Zhao was so anxious that she scratched her head that she suddenly got a flash of inspiration: "by the way, the boss just kicked people. It's not good for this to spread out."

Song Heng shrugged indifferently: "I think it's very good."

"You..." sister Zhao said angrily, "do you still care about it? I want to see the photos of Chang Huan's embarrassment spread out. I'm not finished with you. "