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Jiang Xian was once again ridiculed by the entire netizens.
The cause was that her acting in the new drama was very awful, which made the audience very dissatisfied.
The key was that this drama also had a national male god-level actor. The other party had numerous fans who were extremely powerful to preserve their idol's reputation.
This national male god-level actor had several popular works. As long as he played the male lead, the drama would be highly popular.
However, after the drama agency announced that the female lead was Jiang Xian, everyone's expectations took a sharp nosedive.
Even Jiang Xian's father called to say, "Xianxian, how about we give up? Don't act anymore. Go home and inherit the family property, so that I can retire early."
Jiang Xian refused her father with the determination to commit herself to an all-or-nothing choice.
That night, she even logged into her main account to post a message on Weibo.
[I, Jiang Xian, will die in the entertainment industry even if I have to die! ]
As a result, the face slapping arrived too quickly like a tornado.
After the broadcast of the drama series, the response was very negative. The fans of that national god vented all their resentment on Jiang Xian. They spent days and nights on the Internet to diss Jiang Xian.
[Jiang Xian, get lost in the entertainment industry! ]
Jiang Xian, who was buying bags at a famous brand shop, saw the screenshot sent by her best friend Luo Xing, which read "Sis, you have been scolded and become a trending topic again!"
"It's obviously because the script is too lousy!" Jiang Xian felt wronged.
"In the future, please do not mention me on Weibo, and return me a beautiful and peaceful world." Luo Xing quickly cut off all ties.
She was a toxic friend indeed.
After sending a bomb emoji, Jiang Xian took a screenshot of the chatbox and quickly post it to her WeChat friend circle, adding a text case:
[In the end, I shouldered it all.]
"Miss Jiang, may I know which one you prefer?" The shop assistant came over and asked respectfully.
"No," Jiang Xian stood up, expressionless.
The shop assistant was unwilling to lose a customer and was eager to keep Jiang Xian.
"I'm too lazy to choose. Pack them all up and I'll pick the ones I like at home. I'll leave the address for you," Jiang Xian waved her hand and said generously.
The shop assistant was speechless.
The VIP customers were truly arrogant!
There was no other way. Jiang Xian was in a bad mood and she needed to buy bags to heal herself.
As Jiang Xian was driving on her way, she received a call from Song Zhitang, the artist working in the same company as hers. Song Zhitang's voice was lovable and charming on the phone, "Sister Xian, it's my birthday today. I booked a private room in X Club and invited everyone to drink and celebrate. Will you come too?"
"Oh, okay." Jiang Xian did not refuse. After all, it was quite boring for her to go home alone, so she agreed.
In fact, she and Song Zhitang were not very familiar with each other. They had worked together for two print ads and had publicized each other's works several times. After all, they were from the same company.
Jiang Xian's entertainment agent had always asked her to group up with other people in the company to set up a public image.
But Jiang Xian was too lazy. Besides, what else could she create for her public image?
Since it was Song Zhitang's birthday, Jiang Xian naturally had to give her a present. So she went back to the branded bag shop and took one to go to the appointment.
The X Club was the top entertainment club in Jianghai City. The threshold was high, the membership system was reasonable, and the secrecy was secure. It became a place that all the rich people and celebrities in the entertainment industry liked to visit.
Of course, the price was also high.
Jiang Xian had just arrived at the door when she saw Song Zhitang's assistant waiting there. "Sister Xian, Sister Tang said that you can't enter X Club without a membership. She asked me to wait for you here."
Jiang Xian was not allowed to get in?
Jiang Xian looked at the big X on the signboard of the club and her mouth twitched slightly.
Perhaps the other party had good intentions. Jiang Xian didn't say anything and went in with the young assistant.
In the private room, Song Zhitang was chatting with a group of friends. "Jiang Xian will be here in a while. Just do as I say!"
Someone asked, "Zhitang, maybe this isn't such a good idea. You guys are from the same company after all."
Song Zhitang raised her chin and said arrogantly, "What are you afraid of? Jiang Xian is just a dumb girl without any background! We can do whatever we want! Besides, she is now ridiculed by the whole netizens. It is difficult to survive all by herself. No one will help her."
"That's true. She used to be so high and mighty. She looked down on all of us no-name celebrities. Today, we will get back at her."
These words activated everyone, and Song Zhitang laughed more and more cynically.
These people here were carefully selected by her. They had one thing in common they all had a grudge against Jiang Xian.
At this time, Jiang Xian was trying hard to cover her face, so no one could see her.
The young assistant asked confusedly, "Sister Xian, why are you being so secretive?"
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