The director held his hand in the air and looked at the tall man who protected Jane Xiaolu in his arms, stiff and stiff.

A man's eyes are like a pool of water that has been frozen for many years. It seems calm, but in fact, under the icy surface, it's already rough.

"Ye, ye Zong." The director was speechless and his lips trembled.

Mr. Ye?

She looks up from her head to the man's chest, only to see the man's resolute chin, warm and unusual arms, and the familiar and pleasant smell of her body.

Just like a hero from the sky, ye Jincheng can appear at the right time every time. He protects her, looks at the crowd and makes her feel uneasy.

The assistant director giggled and moved a chair forward, which was very flattering. "Mr. Ye, please take a seat if you are far away."

Ye Jincheng's tall and slender figure stands at the entrance of the studio, and his whole body is cold.

The assistant director carefully moved the chair to the back of Ye Jincheng. Before it was placed stably, the chair swished out, hit the table in front of the producer, and fell heavily on the ground, making a strong crash.

The producer's face turned white with fright. He could not move the chair under his buttock back. The chair touched the ground and made a harsh friction sound.

The eyes full of sinister birds of prey swept all the people, and ye Jincheng's mouth raised a bloodthirsty sneer, "who said to teach her? Who said to blow her mouth

Even though he was ruthless to others, he even held her carefully in his arms for fear of hurting her. He was reluctant to hurt anyone. How could he allow others to move his kitten under his eyes.

The director dared not to show his courage, and cried, "Mr. Ye......"

just opened his mouth, ye Jincheng swept past with a sharp look, not angry and awed, until the director's heel softened, his center of gravity was not stable, and his head plopped heavily on the floor.

The kowtow was loud and the director grinned in pain.

A second ago, Li always saw this scene. This second was like a ball of gas.

The figure crouching on the ground and covering his forehead with pain is the lesson of blood. How can he lose his mind for a while and ignore the man behind the woman who can cover the sky with only one hand in the east city.

It really proves the old saying: you can't live if you commit your own sin!

He wants to blow his mouth out.

The director just wanted to embarrass Jane Xiaolu and let her go. He thought that xiaoshrimp could not lift any waves. How could he think that she had such a powerful backstage as ye Jincheng.

He covered his forehead with great pain and shrank to the ground in an attempt to pretend to be dead, thinking that he could avoid a disaster.

But he obviously thought more.

Ye Jincheng suddenly lifts up Jane Xiaolu in the air. Jane Xiaolu is frightened and ashamed in his arms. The man's front foot strides across the ground calmly and pretends to be dead with his eyes closed. Finally, the back foot seems to step on the director's right hand intentionally.

"Ah!" There was a pig like cry and howl inside. People outside couldn't help the strange sound. The staff stopped it outside. People outside were curious and worried.

The most anxious thing is sister Jiang. Jane Xiaolu has been in for so long without any movement. She can't help waiting outside.

Hearing the roar from the studio, sister Jiang rushed forward recklessly, but was blocked by the staff.

Until the sound of the voice of the girl behind her, like a god like handsome man from the sky, Jiang Jie's heart mentioned the voice and eyes, inexplicably relaxed...

it's Mr. Ye, it's always there!

She looked at Ye Jincheng and walked straight into the studio. She felt deeply that Mr. Ye was really handsome!

I don't know what's wrong with Jane Xiaolu. Ye Jincheng, the national husband in the eyes of thousands of young girls, is put in front of her eyes. There's still a reason why she doesn't move. She must have a good brainwash with Jane Xiaolu when she has time.

It's a sunny day with high sun outside, but the atmosphere inside is like ice condensed over the years, which makes people shudder.

"Mr. Ye, everything is a misunderstanding. I'll apologize to this young lady right away." Mr. Li was at a loss. His eyes were evasive. The men's eyes were even colder.

"Misunderstanding?" Ye Jincheng's eyes were cold and wantonly approaching, and President Li set out to step back a few steps, just stumbled over the chair on the ground, and his buttocks were in close contact with the corner chair.

President Li took a breath of cold air and rubbed his hot and painful buttocks. His facial features were twisted together, and his tiny eyes were tightly closed and narrowed into a slit, which was very funny.

The deputy director and producer hide in the corner, shivering and acting as a shrinking turtle.

It's said that ye Jincheng is resolute and ruthless in his work, and everyone keeps away from him. It's clear that the director unknowingly provokes his women. Why should they be implicated together.

"Mr. Ye, the director and Mr. Li did all these things alone. The director made it difficult for her to pass the audition and let us not praise her for her good performance. Mr. Li," the deputy director paused and looked at the fat middle-aged man, who was in danger anyway. Instead of harming the innocent, it was better to launch the initiator, "he is the biggest investor in the whole play , he is not kind to this young lady and wants her to stay, but this young lady has a wise move. She doesn't agree with it. Li and the director get angry with each other and... ""You fart!" The director, who was lying on the floor pretending to be dead, jumped up angrily! Have you thought about my position as a director for a long time? Do you want to borrow ye to get rid of me and take over my position? I tell you, you dream! "

The deputy director, who has always been afraid of hands and feet, is also upset. The resentment accumulated from the director's long-term suppression in his heart surges up and is on the verge of eruption. He stands up and is full of people's morale. "Is it true that you are full of blood, that you slander her and deny her again and again? That's not to say that you want her to cry and beg you, and then you'll make sense You've got to dive into people. Are you still doing a lot of such dirty things, but no one has pierced them? "

The director who was stabbed in the heart saw Ye Jincheng without any expression in his eyes and rushed to fight with the deputy director.

"You treacherous bastard, you don't think who brought you to this business!"

The deputy director swung up his sleeve. "Who is rare? You beat me everywhere. I live like a wimp. Anyway, I can't be better than that. Everyone can't think about it!"

"Big news!" A sudden voice brings the two people who are fighting back to reality.

The two turned around, only to see a large, dark crowd swarming in, flash lights falling on several people full of consternation.