Chapter 597 What Are You Looking At?

Although Luo Baogeng has gradually retired in the past few years, he doesn't make many dramas anymore.

But even if some people are not in the arena, there are bound to be legends about him in the arena.

The reason why classics are regarded as classics is because no matter how many years have passed, as long as they are dug out, they are still the most precious memories of many people, the white moonlight of the past.

And now, their Bai Yueguang was being ridiculed and scolded, what could they do? Of course I scold back!

Luo Baogeng has a wide range of drama fans, ranging from 70 to 80 years old, down to 20 or 30 years old, but most of them are between 25 and 40.

Although people of this age can also surf, they are a little more calm and sophisticated than the novice keyboard warriors who seem to be owed to them by the whole world.

It didn't take Su Yayan's sailors to come forward to guide the wind direction, and they had already spontaneously turned those navy keyboard warriors who were looking for trouble to the point of kneeling and calling Dad.

The sailors sensed that the wind was not in the right direction, and immediately reported this to their employer, which was Haiyi's public relations department.

With Pan You'an's previous record, Su Yayan and others were much more cautious when they went to find Luo Baogeng, and there was no rumor about it outside.

And Haiyi probably didn't expect Dongcheng to be able to invite this national treasure senior, and was a little confused by this unexpected reversal.

I didn't know how to react for a while, so I just pretended to be dead, and took this incident as some media deliberately made it up to stir up the topic, and it had nothing to do with them.

Wen Jingping has been paying attention to the news on the Internet. Seeing that Su Yayan found a director from somewhere, she instantly suppressed everything they had done before, and even stole the money, and turned herself into a trap. , his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"What are you looking at?"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind her, Wen Jingping's complexion changed slightly, and she quickly changed her expression, and said cautiously: "I...I was reading some comments under our company's public account..."

The visitor looked to be in his early twenties, with delicate features, thin body and sitting in a wheelchair, his face was as pale as white paper, and his lips had no color.

From a distance, it looks like a vampire in Western European mythology.

After hearing what she said, Dou Tianyi asked with a sense of awareness: "The director of the new play has been announced?"

"Yes, it was announced just now, but... But Dongcheng also announced the director of their new drama shortly after."

"who is it?"

"My name is Luo Baogeng. He seems to be a great director." Wen Jingping looked up at Dou Tianyi and asked tentatively, "Is this Luo Baogeng famous? Even more famous than Director Pan?"

"En." Dou Tianyi responded lightly, but his expression didn't change at all. He just raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Jingping, beckoning her to come over.

Wen Jingping trembled all over, but she seemed to be worried about something, she didn't dare to disobey, she walked obediently to Dou Tianyi's side, and held his hand.

Dou Tianyi's hands were as white as his face, and the thin blue blood vessels could be vaguely seen.

The moment they touched each other, Wen Jingping couldn't help shivering.

The temperature under his hands was very cold, so cold that he didn't even look like a person.

Even though she had been by Dou Tianyi's side for a while and touched him several times, she still couldn't control her body's subconscious reaction.

She knew very well that she was afraid of this man, very afraid, but she had no choice.

Dou Tianyi noticed her strangeness, and his eyes suddenly became dark: "Is it cold?"