Pastry House of Superstars

Chapter 144

"He likes to talk or not, I don't care." He waved his hands like chasing flies, as if trying to shake off some annoying scenes, Gu Yi started another topic, "What does the company say?"

"Oh, I talked to the company, and I feel that this matter can no longer be described as ordinary rival competition and suppression," Song Zheng looked at him, "the company has made a list, you also think about it." There is no suspicious person."

The vicious words used in several anonymous revelations are really rare, and the outrageous hatred of the posters almost broke through the LCD screen and rushed into the sky, which makes people suspicious.

Moreover, the Chinese entertainment industry is really tolerant of the private lives of celebrities. As long as it is not drug-drinking, driving or derailment or something, the other half of many celebrities is far from being as good as Yuan Ou, so it is really abnormal now, and suddenly The tens of thousands of sailors that emerged also seemed to have been prepared.

I heard that Tang's public relations department has mobilized a large number of sailors, contacted the media, and began to fight day and night with the opponent's navy. The battle is quite fierce!
Gu Yi held a dripping round big red apple in his hand, shaking it in the palm of his hand, and after hearing what the other party said, he just hummed lightly.

After waiting for a long time without replying, Song Zheng, who was anxious to get angry, wanted to jump over the coffee table and scratch him to death, "Ancestor, don't be in a hurry when it's time!"

As a result, Gu Yi raised his eyelids lazily, and said slowly, "There are too many enemies, I have been making a list since last night."

Song Zheng: "..."

Please God grant me a sword to stab him to death!Thanks!
As the saying goes, there are many people who are popular.

In China's entertainment industry, it's not too late for Gu Yi to make his debut, and he became famous even more early and quickly, as if he was on a rocket, steady and ruthless. , That is not even a ghost.

But if you want to say that you can hate this much, it seems that there are not many people who want to ruin his reputation and eat his flesh.

After thinking for a while, Gu Yi grabbed a tissue, wrote a few words on it, and threw it to Song Zheng, "Here are a few."

Yi Shui'er's names came down, and Song Zheng shook the last third, "Qin Chun?"

Gu Yi hummed, took a fruit knife and began to peel the apples, "The one I caught reselling news in Qinghai."

Song Zheng nodded, "I remember him."

Gu Yi lowered his eyes slightly, his fingers danced like flowers, the bright red peel and white flesh obediently separated, swirling down and down, a faint apple fragrance spread in the air.

Generally speaking, people who are good at string instruments and keyboard instruments have much more flexible fingers than ordinary people, and Gu Yi happens to be good at both.

He said unhurriedly, "After he was fired, his girlfriend broke up with him. At that time, the house had just paid a down payment, and the real estate certificate was in jeopardy. Now I don't know what's going on..."

Song Zheng was a little surprised, "How do you know such details."

Gu Yi dropped the shining fruit knife in his hand, and slowly cut the apples into that beautiful zigzag shape, and then stacked them neatly on the plate.

"Maybe it's a little guilty?" After finishing speaking, he laughed at himself first, and then shouted inside, "You'an, You'an?!"

The inside responded softly, and then Xiaodouding ran out, like a round potato.

When he came close, You'an looked at him eagerly, expressing doubts with his eyes, what do you want me to do?

Gu Yi inserted an apple and ate it crunchily, then raised his chin towards the rest of the plate, "Take it in and eat it with my sister."

The little guy hummed, hugged his two chubby hands in his arms, and walked in, Gu Yi looked at his back and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Looking back after a while, Gu Yi was taken aback by Song Zheng's ghostly state, "I'll go!"

Song Zheng glanced at the winding peel on the table, and said quietly, "It's just not for me, is it?"

Gu Yi was taken aback, and looked up at the sky, "Oh, the weather is nice..."

Song Zheng: Nima!
(End of this chapter)