C415 I like Beautiful Stars
C415 I like Beautiful Stars
Some celebrities even mentioned on their blogs that the female fan was born with a congenital disease. That night, she was pushed down by the surrounding fans due to the crowd, which had nothing to do with Li Ran Festival.
As for that video, because of the chaos at the scene, all that could be seen was a foot being kicked out from Li Ran's side to the girl. Other than the dozen or so people who witnessed it personally, no one could prove that Han Xing's bodyguard hit her.
This was also Li Ran's reason for quibbling. He specially held a press conference for this reason, feigned regret, and along with all the other Korean stars that supported his innocent Youth Entertainment, he donated a hundred thousand yuan to a girl.
If the second video didn't get out, then he would have passed. After all, those who saw his bodyguards beat them up with their own eyes could not provide any evidence.
The successor of the second video was the iron powder in the Li Ran iron powder.
When he uploaded the video, he left these words. Originally, I didn't intend to expose this video because my brother Ran was my life. But after I saw the picture of Jie Jie (injured girl) lying in bed, I suddenly found out.
This is my people.
How could I let a foreign movie star turn black and white because I was so obsessed with him and yet ignore the lives of my compatriots?
This video, with a perfect angle, reproduced the entire incident that night.
The video was very clear. When the bodyguard Li Ran kicked him, not only did he see it, his face was also filled with disgust!
With the release of this video, all of those who once supported Li Ran Festival, the Youth Entertainment stars, collectively fell silent.
The anger of the Chinese could no longer be suppressed.
Today, under the lead of a female parent, thousands of Chinese citizens gathered in front of Youth Entertainment Branch Qingshan, requesting for justice and for the murderer!
Dozens of police officers acted as if they were facing a great enemy, forming a human wall. Kindly advise everyone to disperse, because all the staff members of Youth Entertainment in Qingshan City, with the exception of the manager, who did not care what he said, had all left.
But how could the angry masses be willing to listen? They were shouting that they wanted to smash this company to pieces. It would be best if they set it on fire!
Wherever there were incidents, there were reporters. Not only in the city, in the country, there were even several foreign reporters.
After all, this had been going on for an entire week, and it had already caused an impact in the international entertainment industry.
It seemed that one of the foreign reporters had received some benefits from South Korean. After interviewing more than a dozen citizens and getting the same answer as when he told Han Xing to scram out of China, he was very unwilling.
The person holding the microphone was a Caucasian woman. She wore a sun hat with the words "American Yagai Broadcasting Corporation News Channel" written in Chinese characters. Her eyes were rolling back and forth, hoping to find some pro-Korean citizens.
"Hello, sir. This is the reporter from the Yasukuni Broadcasting Corporation in China, Lahri. May I take you for a few minutes and interview you?"
Perhaps it was because Lee Nanfang was driving with a cigarette in his left hand, which was too cool, that he attracted Miss Rahri's attention. Realizing that this guy wouldn't give her a disappointed answer like the other interviewees, he waved at his companion who was carrying the camera and walked in front of the car.
In order to leave him with a good impression, when he handed the microphone to the front of the car, Rashiri deliberately bent down, exposing a large part of the snow-white crevice in his collar. It was extremely eye-catching.
As expected, when he saw the Red Braised Meat, he started salivating. When he saw Mr. Lee's big milk, his eyes immediately lit up. He was no longer in a hurry to find Dung Shixiong. He stopped the car and stared into Dung Shixiong's collar, asking: "Can I get off and accept the interview?"
"All right, all right, all right. "Sir, please."
Rashiri stepped back and opened the door for him.
"Do you have a live broadcast?"
Lee Nanfang asked as he got out of the car and looked at the machine on the photographer's shoulder.
Rashiri hesitated, then replied, "Because the citizens who were interviewed were all very excited and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, we had already turned off the live broadcast. After interviewing you, we need to check the editing before we can send it back to headquarters. "
"Sigh, then it's meaningless."
Lee Nanfang, who was tidying up his clothes and preparing to let the foreign people see his brand-new appearance, immediately lost interest. He leaned on the car door and yawned: "Go ahead."
After seeing someone being interviewed by the foreign media, there was a loud crash as many people surrounded him. The guys in the cars behind didn't bother to sound the horn to urge him to hurry up and die. They stuck their heads out to look in his direction.
"Excuse me, mister."
"Ask my name."
Jack interrupted her: "I'm not talented. My name is Jack, and I'm named Mu Zili, and I'm Jack from Yanfei."
"Okay, okay. Mr. Lee, what is your impression of South Korea? "
From the start, she had no intention of asking who he was, so she decided to beat around the bush and ask Lee Nanfang in order to coax him to say something from Han. For this, she intentionally threw him a flirtatious glance.
"South Korea?"
Lee Nanfang stared at the inside of Rashiri's collar, and said in a long voice: "Very beautiful, with white peaks, and a deep and enchanting chasm. In the middle, there is something that looks like a cross — in short, very enchanting. Personally, I do appreciate the country. "
He had finally met someone who appreciated South Korea!
Miss Lachri was overjoyed and quickly winked at the photographer beside her, indicating that he should be ready to go online at any time. After the live broadcast preparation, she asked: "Mr. Lee, other than liking the natural scenery of South Korea, what else do you like?"
See, this is the technique of induction.
Lee Nanfang clearly said that he was appreciating it, but in Rashiri's mouth, it became like it.
"Hey, don't try to seduce us like that!"
Some of the bystanders were unwilling and shouted loudly.
This was a reporter who was well versed in interviewing. He was from Qingshan local television station.
Lee Nanfang looked up and saw more than a dozen people with cameras and microphones surrounding him. He was immediately in high spirits and asked: "Are you guys broadcasting live?"
"Yes, we've been doing it live!"
"It's a live broadcast on TV!"
"Bro, be careful when you talk, don't get tricked!"
The reporters replied in unison.
Lee Nanfang immediately raised his head and puffed out his chest as he started to tidy up his clothes.
Being able to be recognized by more people with such a handsome face and listening to his super elegant conversation was definitely one of Lee Nanfang's biggest wishes.
And so he did not forget to remind Rashiri, "Beautiful lady, everyone else is watching the live broadcast, so why is your home not doing it? I have heard that the most important thing for a journalist who is honored as the uncrowned king is to seek truth from facts. Could it be that you are afraid of my answer, so you are unwilling to start the computer because you are not satisfied with it? "
Farr, why do you have so many bad habits?
Miss Rashiri cursed in her heart, forced herself to smile and explain something. She turned around and made a hand gesture, indicating that her companion could turn on the internet and start the live broadcast.
After seeing the camera raise its left hand and make an OK gesture, Jack cleared his throat and looked at the camera with a smile, "Hey, everyone! In front of your TV, in front of your computers, in front of your phones, everyone! Beijing time: 11: 07 AM! Hi everyone!" I am Jack, Muki Li, Jack of Yanfei, Nanfang. "
Just as Mr. Lee greeted the people of the world coquettishly and introduced them seriously again, Sister Xin stretched her slender neck and lightly patted the steering wheel. She scolded with a face full of impatience, "F * ck, what's going on ahead? Why aren't we leaving again?"
Yue Zitong, who was sitting beside him and playing on her cell phone, answered without even raising her head, "He's broadcasting live the incident of Li Ran's bodyguards beating him up. Eh? H-how did he get interviewed?"
"Who is it?"
Helan Xiaoxin turned to look.
"Your grandson, my fiance."
"F * ck, it really is that grandson." "Hey, let me see what he's going to say to the reporters."
Helan Xiaoxin reached out her hand to grab the phone, but Yue Zitong dodged it with a flick of her shoulder. "Don't touch, let's watch together." "Damn, look at him."
At the live broadcast, Lachri patiently waited for Mr. Lee to finish his self-introductions before asking again: "Mr. Lee, aside from appreciating the beautiful natural scenery of South Korea, do you like the celebrities of that country?"
"Of course I like it! Especially female celebrities. "
Lee Nanfang answered with certainty: "Especially the female celebrities of Youth Entertainment. Even though they are basically man-made beauties, this does not affect my crazy love for them in the slightest."
"Damn."
Staring at the live broadcast of the phone, Helan Xiaoxin immediately scolded Lee Nanfang after hearing his reply, "Piggy! Tongtong, this bastard is a f * * king pig! He dared to say that he liked Korean beauties even at such a sensitive time, when he was facing so many people at the scene? Is he courting death? "
Yue Zitong was also shocked. She raised her hand and pushed the door open, wanting to get out of the car.
She was going to run ahead, to the scene.
She would rather keep her noble demeanor that she had painstakingly maintained for many years in front of hundreds of people and trample on them. She would make that bastard shut up and not lose all the face of the entire country.
"What are you doing?"
Helan Xiaoxin grabbed her and said, "You're more than three hundred meters away from him. No matter how fast you are, how could you be faster than his stinky mouth?"
While Aunt Yue was grinding her teeth in anger and wanting to sever all relations with this fellow and use him as fertilizer, two people from Han City that were thousands of kilometers away were also paying close attention to the big screen on the wall.
This was an old man and a young man.
The old man was a male. Although he was already in his sixties, from the corner of his eyes, one could still see the shadow of a handsome man when he was young.
It was a young girl, in her early twenties, dressed in a dark Chinese dress, with long hair flowing down her shoulders. She had a natural face, which was quite rare in the South Korea, and was as delicate and delicate as a snow lotus flower on the mountain of their family.
They were a pair of grandfathers. The old man's name was Shen Ji Liang, and the young girl's name was Shen Yun.
This kind of grandchild and grandchild duo watched an interview from China's side live.
The old man was the founder of Youth Entertainment.
Youth Entertainment was his child. Right now, his child was being unfairly attacked by the Chinese people, causing heavy losses, yet he was still able to maintain his current composure. This was enough to prove his magnanimity, and how little he cared about fame and fortune.
Unlike Mr. Lee, who was speaking confidently to the camera, he was very childish.
Compared to Lao Shen, although Shen Yun's calmness was not good enough, ever since the live broadcast started, she had been showing a cold face the entire time. However, it was enough to make her look down on her peers.