So netizens didn’t understand and criticized her for not cherishing her health, while others understood and supported her.
[Don’t bla Pang Hu, she has her difficulties, too. Celebrities sign contracts when they take on engagents, which specify when to join a production, when filming must be completed, and also require the artist to maintain a good and positive image, and so on.
She can’t break the contract, as breaking it would result in having to pay a sky-high compensation!]
[Fat Emperor has said her body’s not seriously hard, and since she chose to go on the show, I think she must be able to handle it. Don’t treat her just like any other female artist. She’s a woman with a six-pack!]
[hhh Honestly, Fat Emperor is the least six-pack-looking female artist I’ve seen. She’s so strong but looks so fragile, whyyy?]
[emmm King Kong... Barbie?]
[Imagination is killing , this is definitely not the Pang Hu I know! [King Kong Barbie’s body Fat Emperor’s face.jpg]]
...
The internet was in tumult, while at that ti, He Jinxia had already arrived at the company’s conference room.
Luo You had been waiting there for quite so ti, and to Jinxia’s surprise, Zhang Ming was also present.
Zhang Ming greeted He Jinxia with a smile, showing her more warmth and friendliness than before.
"Jinxia, long ti no see, you weren’t hurt in the car accident, were you?"
He Jinxia paused for a mont before politely responding, "Brother Zhang Ming, I’m fine."
"I heard from Luo You that you took on a reality show right after getting so rest. That’s not good, it’s too reckless, and it could leave lasting issues with your body. You may not feel it when you’re young, but as you age, you’ll suffer the consequences."
He Jinxia nodded rapidly, "Just this once, I won’t do it again. Besides, I didn’t do any running on the show, just a cao."
Zhang Ming humd in response and then asked her about her work.
He Jinxia glanced at Luo You several tis. Luo You, with his squinted eyes, was leisurely drinking tea, seemingly oblivious to the pleading looks she was casting in his direction.
He Jinxia didn’t understand what they were up to and had to answer for herself. Conversation flowed back and forth, and quietly ten minutes passed, marking the end of Zhang Ming’s casual chat.
He stood up, ready to leave. Just as he reached the door, sothing seed to co to mind, and he turned around with a smile to say, "Jinxia, I heard from Sheng Yan yesterday you two are engaged. When are you planning on sending out invites?"
This ti, He Jinxia was genuinely stunned and after a long pause stamred in reply, "Wait, next year maybe..."
Zhang Ming’s eyes widened slightly, "Are you sure it’s next year? Count it out, next year is coming soon."
He Jinxia snapped back to reality and quickly shook her head, honestly saying, "I don’t know."
This ’next year’ and ’not knowing,’ it turns out that the people involved are all in the dark?
Zhang Ming’s face turned strained, his mind pondering what Sheng Yan was up to. Sheng Yan had called him yesterday, instructing him to keep a close eye on He Jinxia with such a serious and solemn tone... as if he were about to retire and would be handing his wife’s affairs over to him.
Today he specifically ca to inquire, probing Luo You and He Jinxia.
And it turned out both were clueless as the other.
Zhang Ming shook his head and turned around to open the door, dismissing yesterday’s incident as one of the unpredictable whims of the boss of the Sheng dynasty.
After Zhang Ming left, He Jinxia felt a sense of relief, not knowing why, but facing him this ti felt even more pressure than before.
She turned to look at Luo You, caught a glimpse of Brother Luo’s grinning face, and felt a jolt in her heart, sensing that she had forgotten sothing, but she couldn’t think of what it was at the mont.
He Jinxia decided to keep silent, opting for the stance of not reacting unless the enemy moves, to et unchangingly whatever cos her way.
Both parties thus ended up in a standoff for several minutes until Luo You could no longer bear it, rolled his eyes at He Jinxia, and took the initiative to say, "You and Sheng Yan are already engaged, why didn’t you tell ?"
A weight lifted from He Jinxia’s heart—it was just about that. She explained, "The engagent was so rushed that I myself only found out on the day. I haven’t had ti to process it internally, and I forgot to ntion it to you guys."
Luo You snorted, "When Zhang Ming ca to ask , I was shocked, thinking you were going for a secret marriage or sothing, and that you were deliberately keeping it from us.
He Jinxia, if you really consider your agent, don’t keep such important things from . If the paparazzi got ahold of it, I wouldn’t know how to handle the PR for you.
You can date an ordinary person if you like, but you’re with Sheng Yan, we have to be a little more cautious..."
In fact, when Luo You heard about it, his first reaction was not about He Jinxia’s career but that such a big event like the engagent wasn’t shared with him, as if he wasn’t considered a friend and they were still wary of each other, which was sowhat saddening.
He felt a sense of lancholic bitterness, as if to say, "I’ve worked to the bone for you, yet you treat coldly."
But after Brother Zhang Ming’s probe into He Jinxia, discovering that she was also confused and seemingly unaware that Zhang Ming knew about the engagent, answering in a muddled fashion, Luo You let it go.
After all, she’s just a child, unaware of the significance of an engagent.
For people of their generation, getting engaged was akin to getting married.
Once engaged, marriage was bound to follow; those who were engaged could live together and start ddling in each other’s lives, a sort of rehearsal for the married life ahead.
But looking at He Jinxia, it seed she hadn’t shifted her mindset from "boyfriend and girlfriend" to "fiancés."
Sigh, they’re both just kids; who knows what marriage will be like for them? They’re both so young, can they really live together harmoniously?
Suddenly, Luo You was filled with concern for He Jinxia’s future, truly living up to the na "Mommy Luo."
After mulling it over for a while, He Jinxia comforted him, "Brother Luo, I didn’t an to hide it from you. The engagent happened not long ago; it was very hasty. A al together with both families was enough. After the engagent we got back to our careers.
At that ti, I had a bunch of reality shows waiting for to pick. I ant to tell you but forgot in a turn of the head, then the car accident happened, so I forgot even more to ntion it to you. I didn’t intend to hide it from you."
In the matter of her engagent, He Jinxia never thought about hiding it from people close to her, it’s just that she’s not used to talking about everything, no matter whether it’s good or bad—it could be said that she’s a "bottler." So, a bit of misunderstanding arose.
This sort of personality is actually quite beneficial in the entertainnt circle—with tight lips, there’s no worry of troubles stemming from careless talk.
But from an agent’s perspective, it’s less than ideal. Luo You can’t fully understand her and can’t set up comprehensive crisis PR for her, and he even gets to know about so things related to her only through online leaks.
If an artist is too opinionated and keeps everything to themselves, good or bad, then what’s the use in having as an agent?
Luo You had felt this sense of frustration more than once because of He Jinxia.
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