Jun Qing's exclamation instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Tian Xin watched her fall heavily on the swordsmanship, her heart was brought back to the spot, and the corners of her lips raised up with satisfaction.

"Jun Qing!" Xu Chen put down his sword and rushed over, holding Jun Qing's arm, "How are you?"

"Jun Qing!"

"Sister Jun, what's wrong with you?"

...

Everyone around them stopped practicing and surrounded Jun Qing.

In order to avoid suspicion, Tian Xin took the initiative to come over and stood among the crowd.

The cameraman was originally taking Jun Qing's shots and was preparing to pick a copy of the behind-the-scenes and play them directly.

Seeing a sudden change, I trotted and carried the machine into the crowd.

"It seems that something is pricked on my feet..." Jun Qing hugged her right knee, her eyebrows frowned, "It hurts so much!"

"Everyone let it go!"

Zhao Yiyi squeezed into the crowd, carefully held her right knee, helped her untied her shoelaces, and took off her shoes.

Seeing the white cotton socks on Jun Qing's feet and a large red blood color under his feet, a young artist next to him exclaimed.

"Wow, it's bleeding!"

"How could this happen!"

...

"Call the doctor quickly?"

"It's okay, it's not very serious!" Jun Qing raised his hand and grabbed the man's arm, "Yiyi, give me a band-aid!"

Zhao Yiyi took out the bandaid from her pocket. Jun Qing carefully took off the blood-stained socks, frowned and wiped off the blood from her feet, took the bandaid from Zhao Yiyi's hand and stuck it on the soles of her feet.

"Yiyi, look at my shoes?"

Zhao Yiyi reached into her shoes and pulled out the insole.

"Look at it, no wonder Sister Jun was injured!"

Everyone looked over and saw a bright needle tip on the insole, which was stained with dazzling blood.

“Isn’t this a pushpin?”

"How could this be found in the shoes?"

...

Everyone was shocked when they saw it.

The appearance of a good shoe is obviously contrary to common sense. People can think of someone who has done something.

Seeing this scene, Xu Chen also frowned.

"You're not asking the director to come?"

A staff member turned around and ran to find the director. Jun Qing took the insole from Zhao Yiyi's hand, stood up from the ground with his injured foot, his eyes flashed over everyone, and landed on Tian Xin in the crowd.

"It seems that someone wants me to quit the competition!"

"Is this too much?"

"That's right, how can it be so despicable!"

...

Everyone was filled with indignation when they said one by one.

"The director is here!"

Everyone took the initiative to give way. The director frowned and walked into the crowd, his eyes flashed over the insoles with thumbtacks in Jun Qing's hand, and his brows were frowned into the character Sichuan.

"Miss Jun, where did your shoes come from?"

"I have always kept it in my wardrobe. Every time I leave, I will put it back, never touch it!" Jun Qing turned his face aggrievedly, "Director, I don't want to cause trouble to the program team, but... it's too much for the other party to target me like this. I hope the program team will give me an explanation."

"Don't worry!" Director Zheng pointed, "Our program team will definitely find out about this matter."

The artists invited have an accident in the program team, which is naturally the responsibility of the program team. As the general manager of the entire program team, the director is also very angry now.

At this time, everyone had already received news, and artists from other projects also came to watch.

After knowing the truth, everyone whispered in groups of three or three.

Someone took the initiative to propose: "Isn't it enough to check the surveillance?"

Someone immediately denied her proposal: "How can there be surveillance in the changing room?!"

Tian Xin stood in the crowd, her face calmly but a sneer in her eyes.

Changing rooms and bathrooms are private places, so how can there be surveillance?

"If this matter cannot be solved internally, we can only call the police." The director frowned and looked around. "You are all artists and they know very well. If this matter is caused by the police, what will be the consequences? Who did this matter? I hope you will stand up and apologize to Miss Junqing."

Everyone looked around, and no one stood up.

"Since that's the case, I can only call the police!"

When I heard that the director wanted to call the police, everyone's expressions were a little nervous.

As an artist, the most important thing is personal image.

If this matter is known to the reporters, I am afraid that everyone's public image will be damaged.

"Director, no need!" Jun Qing took two steps forward, holding the director's arm, "At that time, everyone and the program team will be affected. I don't want this, and... I know who did it!"

"Who is it!"

"That's right, come over and let the director help you decide!"

...

Jun Qing didn't say anything, but just looked at Tian Xin opposite him.

"What do you mean?" Tian Xin's face sank, "Jun Qing, don't spit people with blood!"

"I have nothing yet, Sister Xin is so nervous." Jun Qing curled her lips, "Can you be guilty?"

"What are you talking nonsense? If I want to win, I will win openly. I will never do such small moves!" Tian Xin raised her right hand and pointed at Jun Qing's nose with a stern voice. "Jun Qing, I tell you, don't think I am easy to bully! If you can't find evidence today, I will never let you go!"

The assistant also spoke, "That's right, why do you say it's our sister Xin?"

Jun Qing's pretty face was calm, and a pair of black eyes looked at Tian Xin with deep eyes: "Are you really sure?"

Tian Xin raised her eyebrows disapprovingly: "I am not afraid of being skewed by the shadow!"

She had already thrown the pushpin and keys into the trash can, and there was no surveillance in the cloakroom.

When she just putts on a thumbtack, she even wore gloves and didn't even leave a fingerprint.

Jun Qing is not Sherlock Holmes, can you still create evidence out of thin air?

Tian Xin thought she was fearless and naturally said very much.

"Director!" Jun Qing turned his face and looked at the director of the show, "If I find out who did this, how will the program team deal with it?"

The director's expression was serious: "This practice is a serious violation of the contract. We will never condone it. We will immediately invite it out of the program team!"

"I believe the program team will definitely give me justice!" Jun raised his chin gently, "Today I will let everyone see what this Miss Tian Xin is! Yiyi, bring the computer over!"

Zhao Yiyi took out the computer from her backpack and held it in her hand to Jun Qing.

Turn on the laptop screen, Jun Qing opens a program and gently presses the space.

"Everyone see clearly!"

Everyone's eyes were frozen on the screen, and the cameraman also took the initiative to move the camera lens over.

On the screen, it was dark at first.

After a moment, a slight sound came, which sounded like a lock-opening sound.

A light came in and a figure appeared on the screen.

A slightly fat baby face, long hair tied behind her head, and a fencing suit on her body, looking around as she admires...
Chapter completed!