Chapter 51: Fighting

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For a few seconds, Little Wang wondered about life.

How else could he have seen Sheng Mingzhi's retweet of Song Yi's tweet?

In addition to Little Wang, the internet's foodies are also in disbelief.

The tweet he retweeted was so targeted that it almost instantly piqued the curiosity of the netizens.

Sheng Mingzhi's review has never gone up so fast.

There are anti-fans who are in love with him.

"Fuck me, what the hell?"

"Did provoking the eight major flows before already leave you unsatisfied, and now you're starting to provoke the movie stars?"

" Attention Song Yi fans! Please don't rise to our level with Sheng Mingzhi's behaviour, it's ok to call him names but not me."

"Bull's. Big trouble, you fly yourself, Dad's gone."

"Light a cigarette.jpg"

......

There was an accidental passer-by who.

"Smell the melon."

"Don't talk in half, just tell us what you know."

"How come there's a Sheng Mingzhi everywhere?"

"Erm. Am I the only one who thinks Song Yi's discovery is a bit of a tease, on the fence (personal opinion, take it or leave it)"

......

The hot search climbs a little.

The phrase #ShengMingzhi retweeted Song Yi's tweet is immediately at the end of the entertainment list.

No one bought it, it went up purely on the back of internet searches.

The phrase is followed by a surprised soybean emoji, indicating shock.

Little Wang's eyes went black as she saw the scene before her, and she almost fainted.

So the little ancestor didn't care about him in the group just now, but went to Twitter specifically to confront the line?

No? What's Song Yi's relationship with him? Why did he somehow get into trouble with Song Yi?

Little Wang Emergency PR.

So Sheng Mingzhi was swiping through Weibo, when he suddenly lost his connection.

The next thing I knew, I was retweeting Song Yi's tweet and it was deleted.

He tries again to log into his Twitter feed: wrong password.

......

......

When we first set up our Weibo account, the studio took care of the password.

Little Wang must have gone on his Twitter account to delete things, and changed his password for fear of him talking nonsense.

Sheng Mingzhi was so angry that he could not tolerate being on the losing end.

After a lot of hard work, Sheng Mingzhi finally got his Twitter password back by authenticating with his real name.

However, when he refreshed Song Yi's Weibo account, he deleted the tea talk he had just posted.

It was as if he had been retweeted by Sheng Mingzhi, who was inexplicably vain.

What the hell?

He's got a whole lot of connotations and now he wants to delete the tweet and pretend nothing happened?

Heh.

I wonder if the internet has a memory.

He angrily tweeted a bunch of greetings to the other party's ancestors and insidious words.

Finally, before sending it, hesitated and deleted it word for word.

It is not that Song Yi has been spared.

Rather, the other party had already deleted the tweet, and Sheng Mingzhi then posted a bunch of stuff looking for a fight, making him look too proactive and particularly degrading.

What's more, his affair with Song Yi also involved the Sheng family.

It's not like switching lives is an experience worth bragging about, and making a big deal out of it would only affect MingChen.

Song Yi, of course, doesn't matter, the more heat, the better.

But Sheng Mingzhi still has a face to show and doesn't want to tear up the internet and give him heat for nothing.

But.

It was like a punch on cotton, he was so angry and disgusted by Song Yi's series of manipulations.

So angry!!!

Sheng Mingzhi rolls twice on the bed.

He sent a screenshot to Shen Ling, who called Song Yi relentlessly for half an hour to insult him.

However, Sheng Mingzhi was still not discouraged.

He even wanted to send a screenshot to Lu Jiayan to show him Song Yi's brilliant bitching performance as a Little Bai Lian.

He was especially angry when he remembered the bizarre dream he had this morning about Lu Jiayan marrying Song Yi.

Want to edit a bunch of abuses against Song Yi.

But young Mr. Sheng is also very much an idol, fearing that his image in Lu Jiayan's mind will be tarnished.

It was held back from being posted.

The buzz on this story went up as fast as it went down.

It disappeared so quietly before most of the internet had even had a chance to eat the melon.

It was thought that the matter had been turned over.

The results aren't over yet.

As long as both are still in the entertainment industry, there is always a chance that they will meet up.

A few days later, Sheng Mingzhi, an urban drama, closed its doors and the cast and crew hosted a banquet at a hotel for the entire cast and crew.

It turned out to be particularly unfortunate when the set manager came back from a bathroom break with a surprised look on his face and said, "Guess who I ran into on my way to the bathroom just now, it was Song Yi eh, he seems to be eating at this hotel too."

It's only been a few days since Sheng Mingzhi retweeted Song Yi's tweet.

The incident did not come out of the circle, but the circle basically ate the melon at the time.

For a moment, a number of eyes seemed to fall on Sheng Mingzhi.

"Probably having dinner with the investor." The director has gossip: "I heard that the biggest investor in the film they are making has pulled out, it's halfway through the shoot which is not a joke, Song Yi is probably also anxious, otherwise he wouldn't have come to dine with the golden father himself."

"Hi. I thought he really had some kind of background, but he's just a capitalist like us." The set manager has been with Sheng Mingzhi for a long time, and the crew is more or less biased towards his own people, so he is naturally critical of Song Yi's words: "I heard he's been cut off from another film in the next few days. He has signed a 300 million dollar betting agreement with the company, isn't he in a hurry?"

The news about Song Yi, whether good or bad, is not pleasant for Sheng Mingzhi to hear.

He got up, excused himself to go to the bathroom and left the compartment for the moment.

It turned out to be a plan to get some air on the hotel balcony.

But it was not to be and Song Yi came out of the box and collided with him.

In fact, it has been several months since Song Yi returned to China.

But it was the first time we had met like this.

For a moment, both men saw a hint of disgust in the other's eyes.

From the time Song Yi's father maliciously switched their lives more than twenty years ago, an extraordinary animosity between the two was born.

Even when they meet, they look at each other with disgust.

Sheng Mingzhi looks unperturbed, but in reality he has already been greeted by Song Yi's ancestors.

He was still searching for a way to speak with a sense of authority when Song Yi broke the silence.

" Sheng Mingzhi . Are you finished?"

Even if he was unforgiving online, he followed him offline to the hotel.

Not opening your mouth is fine.

Sheng Mingzhi feels he can still tolerate his temper.

As soon as Song Yi spoke, his memory was suddenly drawn back seven or eight years.

Without any emotional overload, Sheng Mingzhi felt that nameless anger burn up completely.

He laughed in exasperation, "Are you done? Shouldn't I be the one asking you that question."

Who cares if you stay abroad and don't come back?

Still tweeting shenanigans after returning home? Do you think he's dead?

"Ask me?" Song Yi was not a good-tempered person either and said with a sigh of anger, "I didn't expect you to grow a temper of snapping back at me. Sheng Mingzhi, do you think that everyone in the world has to be around you? I am not as vindictive as you are, nor am I as cautious as you are, so what's done is done, and I don't care to reopen old scores with you. This time, my idea is to make the film properly, and I haven't messed with you from the beginning to the end, so you have to hold on to me, right?"

Song Yi doesn't even want to say anything else.

After returning to China, he was cut off from two films, lost a high luxury endorsement, and even his charity film was scuppered by Sheng Mingzhi.

He had managed to hold back his questioning until now, feeling himself to be in a good and benevolent temper.

"What did you say about the stuff?"

Sheng Mingzhi is confused.

Who holds on to him?

Who's being careful?

What a big face.

He laughed and said sarcastically, "It seems you think making a film specifically to shade me is called not offending me?!"

"Song Yi, don't think that everyone is as retarded as you are, who can't tell when you're playing with that little mind. I tell you." Sheng Mingzhi said coldly, "Since you dare to shoot, you can try shooting down."

The last sentence is close to a threat.

Song Yi, who had been holding back his temper, felt like he had been poked in the lung and finally showed a crack in his defence.

Yes.

He had to take Sheng Mingzhi's threat to heart.

Even if he is now a movie star in the entertainment industry, Sheng Mingzhi is just an 18th-tier battering ram.

But without this shiny shell, he knows better than anyone that he has no choice but to die against Sheng Mingzhi.

As Sheng Mingzhi is the Sheng family's own bloodline, even if he were to run amok in the entertainment industry under the banner of the Sheng family, he would only be holding on with a swollen face.

Blood ties were like a gulf between him and Sheng Mingzhi, destined to make him different and to keep Sheng Mingzhi aloft forever.

It was like breaking a pool of water that had been pretending to be smooth for years.

Revealing the bloody truth, Song Yi saw nothing but resignation written all over that pool of lake water.

Resigned to their lives.

Unwilling to let a position that was once within his grasp come crashing down.

If Sheng Mingzhi had not appeared in this world.

And now he is the one who has the upper hand? Even the position of young master of the Sheng family is still his own.

He clenched his fist and said with a smile on his face, "What? Are you going to ask Sheng family to block me, or Lu Jiayan to block me? Sheng Mingzhi, you're right, I'm no match for you, but you can't just shut me down, can you?"

Song Yi leaned against the wall and said sarcastically, " If Lu Jiayan really wants to shut me down, where did he go three years ago? Oh, I remember, three years ago he left the country and didn't care about you like this, are you sure he's willing to help you?"

"What a surprise to me, though. As his legal partner, you seem to be unaware of why Lu Jiayan left the country three years ago?"

Sheng Mingzhi's mind went blank for a brief moment as a "boom" sounded.

It was as if he had touched some truth that he had been avoiding.

What does this have to do with Lu Jiayan?

What do you mean he doesn't know why Lu Jiayan left the country, and didn't he leave the country to explore the market?

Sheng Mingzhi's few seconds of silence seemed to answer Song Yi.

You really don't know? Didn't Lu Jiayan tell you that his mother died of depression because her lover forced her to go to court? Lu Xiao's mother was Chen Yulei, a famous movie queen and Lu Xuekai's first love. You ran away to the entertainment industry three years ago, not knowing that you were rubbing salt into his wounds, so it's no wonder he's not treating you well."

Song Yi's words were not too salty, but they weighed on Sheng Mingzhi's heart like a big stone.

He still, really, doesn't know.

In a moment, something collapsed with a bang.

Not only did he not know, but Lu Jiayan also didn't tell him of his own accord, as if he didn't care.

And yes.

A business marriage, and it seems that the relationship is not so good that they have to tell each other.

It's a bit ridiculous to say that.

He had heard all sorts of things in the past, and it was surprising that he had heard them from Song Yi.

Song Yi seemed to see that something was wrong with Sheng Mingzhi and smiled, "I thought you would have grown a little after all these years, but I didn't expect you to be the same as before. It's a pity that Sheng Xu had the cheek to propose a marriage to Lu Jiayan, but it seems that Lu Jiayan hasn't fallen in love with you even after three years of marriage."

Sheng Mingzhi snapped back to attention and frowned, "What did you say?"

What is meant by the union mentioned by Sheng Xu.

Wasn't it Lu Jiayan who initiated the marriage.

"Don't you understand? Do I need to repeat myself?" Song Yi said slowly, with a triumphant air. Song Yi said slowly, with the air of a victor: "You've got the Sheng family advantage to be with Lu Jiayan, and you haven't had a good time. Has he ever touched you? You didn't have to be drugged the first time, did you? drugs for the first time?"

There was hardly any instant of hesitation.

Just as Song Yi's words fell, she felt her collar being grabbed hard.

The next second, the sky spun and he was pushed violently against the wall as his eyes went black for a few seconds.

The tearing knocked over a vase in the corridor and with a "clatter-" the vase shattered to the ground.

The box was finally rattled.

Even the waiters scurried down the corridor.

Then saw the next scene.

Sheng Mingzhi unceremoniously kicked Song Yi hard and then, without any further ado, punched him hard in the cheek.

I have to say, not bad for being in the entertainment industry, picking the most unplayable places to hit.

The punch landed solidly on Song Yi's face, causing him to take a few steps back and nearly fall down the stairs.

Sheng Mingzhi lifted him by the collar, slowly and methodically, not looking the least bit angered: "Have you finished. I think you've forgotten your scars and your bones are starting to hurt again? Do I need to remind you where the scar on your forehead came from?"

Memories buried for nearly a decade were suddenly ripped open.

The calm that had been hiding on the surface was finally all but shattered.

Sheng Mingzhi I remember it was the final exam for the last study of my junior year.

When it was over, he returned home with a vague sense of bad luck.

When he pushed open the door, he saw Song Yi standing in his room.

With his back to him, in front of his desk, he seemed to be turning over some book.

Hearing the movement, Song Yi turned around calmly, " Mingzhi, I forgot to bring my physics book home, so I'm borrowing yours for a while."

Sheng Mingzhi's eyes fall on the book in Song Yi's hand and freeze for a moment.

Like finding something fun.

Song Yi looked at him with interest and spoke in a mischievous manner, "But I found something interesting, do you want to hear it?"

Halfway across the room, Sheng Mingzhi spoke stiffly, "Give me back the book."

"Oh." Song Yi put down the book, but like magic, he brought out a thin piece of paper from the book and shook it: "Why do you have Lu Jiayan's pass?"

The air was as solid as if it had frozen.

Song Yi looked at the pass and smiled cheekily, " Mingzhi, why do you look so embarrassed, I'm not going to guess it, am I?"

The next moment, the voice Sheng Mingzhi least expected to hear rang out in his ears, Song Yi speaking softly, "Do you like Lu Jiayan?"

In a flash, Sheng Mingzhi felt a buzzing pain in both ears.

By the time he reacted, he had already moved to grab the pass.

Song Yi dodged: "Really? You like men?"

The tone is full of malice.

Sheng Mingzhi turned pale: "I told you to give it back to me."

"Let's see." Song Yi said, "Lu Jiayan is downstairs, why don't I tell him for you? Do you want to thank me?"

In just a moment, Sheng Mingzhi's face was again quite pale, bloodless to say the least.

Song Yi, smug, made a run for the stairs, raising his voice: "Brother Lu--"

It was at this moment that Sheng Mingzhi burst out of nowhere and fought with Song Yi.

He only meant to get his student card back, but stumbled and pushed his way to the stairway, where Song Yi lost his footing and rolled straight from the first floor to the first.

Sheng Mingzhi thought he had forgotten all about that afternoon.

But his memory tells him that he has not forgotten, and he even remembers Lu Jiayan's expression when he remembers it.

He was probably nice to anyone, which is why he didn't reject the offer of marriage in front of his brother.

Song Yi was only fourteen years old when she fell from such a height, and Lu Jiayan was discussing university clubs with Sheng Xu.

The nannies have gathered around Song Yi to check here and there, and the living room is filled with cries of unbearable pain.

Sheng Mingzhi thinks that Lu Jiayan must have thought he was a rampaging lunatic, a vicious and bad boy at that time.

He stiffened his body and didn't dare to move, knowing that Song Yi was so badly injured and that there was nothing wrong with everyone paying attention to him, but at the moment he still felt like an outsider.

Without those ten years of bonding and spending time together.

In the Sheng family, he is more of an outlier.

Song Yi's mouth suddenly spilled out in a trickle of blood, revealing an old scar on the corner of her forehead.

The expression on his face also instantly became much more sinister.

Wenwen saw the scene in front of her and went into cardiac arrest.

He hadn't watched Sheng Mingzhi for two seconds, so how did the little ancestor get into a fight in the corridor?

After seeing that Sheng Mingzhi had hit Song Yi, Wenwen's eyes rolled up and she almost passed out.

What's this? Is Mr. Sheng finally the ultimate evolution, from an online rip-off to an offline quick hit?

Song Yi's agent was also terrified.

In a stern voice, he said, "What's going on? Who are you?!"

It was addressed to Sheng Mingzhi.

The agent's tone was condescending and his words were nonchalant.

Sheng Mingzhi was furious, and had never been so publicly slapped in the face by anyone in his life, especially Song Yi's last words, which trampled his pride into the mud.

His delicate relationship with Lu Jiayan is like the only scale he can't touch.

So Sheng Mingzhi, with a cold face, loosened Song Yi's collar and threw him to the ground with a vicious thud, showing no mercy at all.

The next second, he took a wet wipe out of his pocket, wiped his hands and threw them on the floor.

Song Yi, I'm warning you for the last time. If you make any more untoward moves with me, you'll be out of the loop. I'll do what I say."

His voice was not too loud, not too low, just loud enough for everyone who came to see the action to hear.

Song Yi's agent was dumbfounded, damn it, who the hell are you talking to?

With Song Yi's status today, no one in his circle would dare to be so bold with him.

Not to mention the fact that Sheng Mingzhi looks like an obscure 18th-tier buzzkill.

The agent was also furious and had never been humiliated like this before, so he immediately raised his hand to slap Sheng Mingzhi.

But before he could drop it, he was stopped by a bodyguard who suddenly appeared.

The agent froze.

When I turned my head, four or five bodyguards had appeared in the corridor at some point.

Sheng Mingzhi has a face that is not surprising.

Ever since he was almost bullied by a gangster once in high school, Sheng Xu has had a gang of bodyguards following him around like he has PTSD.

And the entertainment industry is a mixed bag.

Sheng Mingzhi even if the words do not rely on the family's power to mix, Sheng Xu can not really look at him without a little protection, or Sheng Mingzhi this temper ...... dare not imagine.

The bouncer in the lead spoke up, courteously, "Excuse me. Please delete the videos and photos from your phones."

Quite a few people have just secretly taken out their mobile phones to record the video.

Just kidding, the movie star gets beaten up, what a conversation starter!

But looking at the tall and powerful bodyguards in front of them, the crowd could only delete them silently even if they were reluctant.

Now that Song Yi's agent has come to his senses, it looks like Sheng Mingzhi has a lot to live up to.

He picked up Song Yi on the ground and asked in a low voice, "How are you? Do you want someone to tell the public about this?"

Song Yi is a movie star, so even if he can't get Sheng Mingzhi to do anything else, he can still use the power of public opinion to get someone killed.

But Song Yi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said, "It's no use. You can try to see if the video can be sent out tonight."

His eyes fell on the back of Sheng Mingzhi.

A strong resentment welled up in my heart.

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For Wenwen.

Tonight has been too magical.

He briefly summarised some of them for Little Wang's report.

Presumably that is.

Mr. Sheng Jr. hit Song Yi.

Mr. Sheng Jr. warned Song Yi not to make small talk.

Then hailed a gang of black-clad bodyguards warning them to delete all videos and photos.

Halfway through, Little Wang replied.

[......]

[Where are you making the film?

Wenwen: Wronged!

That's just the way it is!

He reports to Little Wang as he picks up his pace to keep up with Sheng Mingzhi.

When I peeked at Sheng Mingzhi's face, I got the impression that he was not in a very good mood.

Sheng Mingzhi walked aimlessly for a while, blowing in the cold air in an attempt to cool his brain for a while.

When I think about what Song Yi just said, I can't calm down.

The blockage in my heart was getting worse and worse, and my eyes were starting to water.

He knows that Song Yi's remark was a deliberate attempt to provoke him into arguing with Lu Jiayan.

But he couldn't help guessing over and over again.

Halfway through the day, when he felt he had calmed down enough to have a proper talk with Lu Jiayan.

Sheng Mingzhi made a phone call.

After two rings, the other side picked up.

As if surprised that he was calling at this hour, Lu Jiayan's voice was as gentle as ever: "What is it?"

The moment I heard his voice.

Sheng Mingzhi realises that the emotions he thought he had calmed down were just being hidden away, like a crumbling building that only needs the presence of Lu Jiayan to collapse in an instant.

He heard his voice tremble: " Lu Jiayan, was it my brother who came to you three years ago to propose the union."

Lu Jiayan heard that something was wrong with his tone and frowned: " Mingzhi?"

Sheng Mingzhi paused and continued, "Answer me."

There was silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds.

Sheng Mingzhi feels that he probably has the answer.

He suddenly remembered his astonished self when he first heard the news.

Thought.

Lu Jiayan also likes him a bit.

Now that I think about it, it's a hard slap in the face.

How outrageous, how he had once again made a fool of himself with this illusion.

He didn't wait for Lu Jiayan to ask what the reason was.

Sheng Mingzhi felt his emotions collapse in a flash: "What's wrong with you? What's the point of saying yes to my brother's stupid marriage proposal? Is it so hard to say no? You believe in his crap? Is it fun to waste three years of my time?!"

Like maintaining one's last shred of decent self-respect.

Sheng Mingzhi cut the relationship short before Lu Jiayan could: "I'm tired. If you have time, find a lawyer to draw up the divorce papers."

Once again, Sheng Mingzhi hangs up without waiting for Lu Jiayan to reply.

My eyes fall on the watch on my hand, which I vaguely remember Lu Jiayan gave me during the last fight.

Somehow, Sheng Mingzhi remembered the broken watch again.

He felt that the saying was true, that his relationship with Lu Jiayan was like the broken watch, it was broken from the start, so every step he took thereafter was wrong.

Halfway through the day, he slumped over the steering wheel, his heart dull and stifled.

Then, suppressed and restrained, he cried out.