The show of love with the deadly enemy was broadcast live

The pizza was also dropped to the ground by Changfeng's hands in an instant, the mouse rolled under the table legs, and a bloodstain spread from Changfeng's feet to the mouse's belly.

Changfeng's stomach was churning, nausea and sourness rising, he ran to the bathroom and vomited for about 10 minutes before he felt better in his stomach.

According to Xu Changfeng's original temperament, he should have complained directly to the store, and it would be better to take the clerk who released the dead mouse to the police station.

But he was too tired. When he came out of the bathroom, he felt that the bones of his body were about to fall apart. A feeling of exhaustion and boredom filled every pore. When he thought of what he was going to do next, he felt so irritable that he could not pant.

He wants to sleep quickly.

End this bad day.

Xu Changfeng was lying on the bed, but as long as he closed his eyes, he would see the gray mouse in the living room that had rolled down on the leg of the table and died tragically with staring eyes.

And those five words in bright red that penetrated all malice and hatred towards him.

Tomorrow the part-time auntie will come to clean up the mouse.I will complain to the clerk tomorrow.

Go to sleep today.

Really tired.

Two 10 minutes later.

Xu Changfeng got up from the bed with a pale face, put on his gloves, and put the pizza and gray mouse into the garbage bag.

He casually put on a black overcoat, put on the hat on the overcoat, and left the room with a garbage bag.

It was getting colder and colder, Xu Changfeng felt the cold wind pouring into his body from his bare ankles as soon as he left the building.He was wrapped in a coat, but he was only wearing thin pajama pants underneath, and he was shivering from the cold at the moment.

The trash can of the apartment is next to the green belt in the building.

Xu Changfeng wrapped his coat tightly and moved to the trash can step by step.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Cheng Lang who had come back from running. He was wearing a white sportswear, with a pair of headphones hanging around his neck, and he looked full of energy.

Cheng Lang was suddenly stopped by two girls.

The two girls seemed to be his fans, with blushing faces and sparkling eyes, and they were so far apart that one could almost see the excitement in their hearts.

Then they laughed and talked, and took a picture with their phones.

Xu Changfeng seemed to hear the girl in pink talking loudly.

"Cheng Lang Cheng Lang! Don't be bullied again!"

"We will always, always, always support you!"

"I love you so much!"

Xu Changfeng lowered his eyelids, and silently threw away the dead mouse in the garbage bag and the pizza that said "Go to Xu Changfeng".

He lowered his black hat, turned his head and left.

In fact, the plan for these two days was to participate in a variety show.

The original crew arrangement and program planning were based on Xu Changfeng and Cheng Lang's "selling rot". After the mango incident, the crew's original intention was to participate in some programs to show that "the relationship between Xu Changfeng and Cheng Lang is not as bad as it is said outside." ".

However, the program team does not seem to intend to do so.

Contradictions and explosive points determine the ratings.

The program team can't decide the lines of Xu Changfeng and Cheng Lang, but they can work hard from other places.

So when they were divided into groups, Xu Changfeng and Cheng Lang were divided into hostile groups.

Even the opening singing, which was supposed to be a chorus, turned into Xu Changfeng's solo in the end.

The lights on the stage are very dim, and the light boards under the stage are even more difficult to ignore.

A sea of ​​blue.

Changfeng remembers hearing fans in the group say that Cheng Lang's cheering color is ultramarine blue, and his own cheering color is beige.

But Xu Changfeng didn't see any white.

When Changfeng sang, he scanned from left to right again.

Yes, no one held up the Changfeng lamp.

Xu Changfeng thought, he must have fans.Among the following people, there must be some people who like him.

They just didn't hold up the lights.

Some time ago, many people obviously said they would love him forever.

It's only been a few days, how could it be possible that everyone doesn't like him anymore.

The first round of the game started, Xu Changfeng sighed when he saw the rules of the game, feeling tired just looking at the names.

"Happy kangaroo bouncing"...

Xu Changfeng was not happy at all, he didn't want to wear a kangaroo suit at all, and he didn't want to play around at all.

The rule of the game is that two teams play at the same time. The two teams send members to put on cartoon kangaroo costumes, tie their ankles together with straps, even their hands with straps, and then get the ball to their bodies. The kangaroo pocket in front of you, skipping to the finish line.

Each team sends three people to play three games, and the points obtained are related to the time and the number of balls.

Both Xu Changfeng and Cheng Lang were the last members of each other's teams, and the scores of the two teams were evenly matched at the moment.

The host took the microphone and asked Xu Changfeng and Cheng Lang with a smile: "Are you confident to win the championship?!"

Xu Changfeng originally wanted to say that he was resigned to his fate, but in the next second he heard a fan shouting Cheng Lang, come on, Cheng Lang must win.

Xu Changfeng suddenly remembered the mouse from the previous two days.

He pursed his lips, then adjusted the headset, glanced at the auditorium, and said:

"I will win the championship."

The referee blows his whistle and the game begins.

Xu Changfeng lowered his head and stuffed the ball into his pockets with his tied hands. After stuffing the ball, he turned around and began to jump. His eyes were full of fighting spirit.

The ball was plugged very fast, and the bounce was not slow, easily leaving Cheng Lang behind.

Then... hop and drop a ball, hop and drop a ball.

What can Changfeng do? Changfeng is also very desperate.

Why do other people only drop one or two balls after a game, but why does his ball bounce down? !what is this? !

There were too many dropped balls, so Changfeng became a little anxious, and accidentally stepped on a plastic ball on the ground. The plastic ball shattered with a thud, and Xu Changfeng also fell on his back.

Coincidentally, it happened to fall on Cheng Lang behind him.

It's okay to be cushioned with human flesh, but it hurts too much, except that there is only one ball left in the pocket.

Xu Changfeng's hands were still tied, he turned around with some difficulty, and said to Cheng Lang, "Sorry..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Changfeng stopped, and saw Cheng Lang's face hit the half of the plastic ball, and the sharp edge scratched his cheek.

Bright red blood flowed from Cheng Lang's cheeks to his chin.

In fact, the wound may not be so serious.

But it was the face that hurt.

It was Cheng Lang's face that was injured.

And through the huge screen, it was shown to the fans in the audience.

The fans were all excited.

The host and other actors were stunned for a moment, and they quickly realized that they helped Cheng Lang to his feet. Changfeng was pushed aside by the crowd, his legs were still tied with straps, and he crawled with some clumsy hands and feet. He got up and stood by the side helplessly.

The program recording was forced to stop, and Cheng Lang was taken backstage.

Changfeng lowered his head and untied the straps on his hands, and when he bent down to untie the straps on his legs, someone suddenly threw a baseball cap onto the stage, which just hit Xu Changfeng's body, and the bodyguards walked onto the stage to surround Changfeng. body.

The audience became noisy.

At first there were only one or two people shouting something, and then it became a huge shout.

They stood up, they threw away the light sticks in their hands, they shouted excitedly, resentfully, and bitterly:

"—Xu Changfeng get out of the entertainment circle!!"

The sound was so loud that it spread from the stage to the backstage. Cheng Lang, who was surrounded by people, stopped when he heard this sentence.

"It seems that the show is about to be suspended. Cheng Lang, let's go to the hospital first." Zhou Lin frowned and picked up his mobile phone to call the hospital to make an appointment.

Cheng Lang turned around with no expression on his face. He asked the field staff, "Do you have alcohol swabs?"

Zhou Lin was stunned for a moment: "Aren't you going to the hospital?"

Cheng Lang said: "Talk to the director and continue recording."

Zhou Lin: "Why?"

Cheng Lang was silent for a while: "I'm afraid the fans are too excited."

Zhou Lin: "So what, fans are excited, your popularity will be even better, hot search..."

Cheng Lang frowned and repeated: "Zhou Lin, go talk to the director and continue recording."

Xu Changfeng walked to the lounge. He sat on the sofa, lowered his head, and buried his face in his palms.

Shi Bai was a little worried about him, but didn't know what to say.

Xu Changfeng bowed his head and said, "...I didn't do it on purpose."

Shi Bai said, "I know, Brother Changfeng, I know you didn't do it on purpose."

Xu Changfeng said: "Is it true that everyone who likes Cheng Lang starts to hate me?"

Shi Bai frowned: "...Brother Changfeng."

Chang Feng suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

The weather was getting colder and colder, and the water flowing down from the tap was icy cold. Changfeng scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face.

Some are too cold.

But it can make people's whole head sober.

After washing my face, my fingers were red and purple from the cold, and I lost all feeling.

"Being scolded by hundreds of people to get out of the entertainment industry... It's really not a treatment that ordinary people can afford. How does it feel?"

Shu Lin took two steps and walked in front of Chang Feng, washing his hands while talking, gloating in his tone.

Changfeng sipped at Chun: "What does it have to do with you?"

Shu Lin wiped the water stains on his hands with a paper towel, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just think the fans are really scary. One second can lift you up to the sky, and the next second can trample you to the bottom of the mud...you Say, the person who just asked you to get out of the entertainment circle and the person who called you like you a while ago are not a group of people?"

"And Cheng Lang, how kind you were to me before, but now I don't even want to talk to you...Xu Changfeng, Xu Changfeng, seeing how arrogant you are, I thought you were so powerful, but in the end it turned out to be a good card. It's crappy."

Xu Changfeng only felt that his head was buzzing, and the cursing and shouting from the audience just now were playing in a loop, and he couldn't even utter a word.

Seeing Xu Changfeng's pale face and not saying a word, Shu Lin felt even more happy:

"You are considered a street rat now, everyone is calling for you to beat me. Xu Changfeng... I have endured you for a long time, and now seeing you like this, it is really... very enjoyable."

Chang Feng suddenly felt exhausted all over his body. The feeling of powerlessness he felt when he saw the mouse some time ago revived again. Chang Feng closed his eyes and opened them again. He said lightly: "Then you can have fun alone. , tell me what."

Shu Lin froze for a moment, only felt that a punch had hit the cotton, and looking at Chang Feng, he had already turned and left.

Changfeng walked step by step, and suddenly a girl wearing a black mask and black peaked cap jumped out of nowhere.

Holding a cup of milk tea in her hand, she looked a little embarrassed.

After seeing Xu Changfeng, she lowered her head and handed him the milk tea. Maybe she was a little nervous, and she stuttered when she spoke: "Milk, milk tea, hot one, here you are."

Chang Feng was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hands to catch it, and the warm milk tea instantly warmed Chang Feng's entire palm.

Changfeng clenched the milk tea in his hand, glanced at the girl, and finally smiled.

"Thank you."

The girl also smiled towards Changfeng, suddenly, she seemed to see something, the smile on her face froze for a moment, then she lowered her head and ran away.

Xu Changfeng didn't pay attention to her expression, sniffled his nose, lowered his head and rubbed the milk tea with his fingers, feeling warm all over his body.

He felt a little happy. It turned out that not everyone hated him. It turned out that there were people who liked her. He also had fans. No matter how badly he was scolded, there would still be fans who would never leave him.

Changfeng suddenly felt a little hot in his eyes, he took out the straw and inserted it through the opening on the lid.

Changfeng held the milk tea in both hands, turned around, and prepared to drink it while walking.

There was a sound of footsteps beside him, and then a hand appeared without warning, snatching the milk tea from his hand.

Chang Feng was taken aback by this sudden movement, and took a step back involuntarily. When he raised his head, he saw that the person standing in front of him was Cheng Lang.

The wound on Cheng Lang's face was briefly treated with alcohol, but it was still difficult to ignore.

"What is this?" Cheng Lang asked him.

Changfeng was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hand to take away the milk tea: "This is what my fans gave me just now."

Cheng Lang measured his body, dodged Chang Feng's hand and suddenly asked, "Have you drank?"

"Just as I was about to drink, I was snatched away by you."

Cheng Lang frowned, and said in a rather unkind tone: "Can you drink whatever the fans give you? Especially milk tea cups with detachable lids, do you know if there is something added inside?"

After speaking, he threw the milk tea in his hand into the trash can next to him.

"Why did you throw my milk tea?!" Chang Feng trembled all over his body.

Cheng Lang said: "It's very likely that there are bad things in it, so you can't drink it. Why don't you have any sense of defense?"

Changfeng looked at the milk tea in the trash can, his lips trembled.

He didn't move when he saw the dead mouse, he didn't get excited when he was scolded by the audience to get out of the entertainment circle, and he didn't fight back when he was ridiculed by Shu Lin's yin and yang, but Cheng Lang threw away his milk tea. I felt like I was completely broken.

Cheng Lang's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Changfeng felt that all the injustices and grievances he had encountered in the past few days flooded over, and his tears fell without warning:

"You...why are you so sure that there are things in it? Can't I have a fan who really likes me? Do I have to be hated by everyone, be put mice in the takeaway, be put things in the milk tea , was Xu Changfeng scolded loudly in the audience to get out of the entertainment industry??!"

"Am I just a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats?! Everyone hates me, everyone who treats me well has ulterior motives, everyone scolds me, everyone tells me to go away, everyone wants me to die Yes or no?!"

Cheng Lang originally wanted to tell him that the shoes on the girl who brought him a drink just now were meal-made accessories for Cheng Lang's fans.And the girl's eyes just now were also very wrong.But looking at Chang Feng's appearance, he opened his mouth without speaking, and stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Chang Feng's face.

But the cheeks that had just wiped off the tears were quickly soaked by tears again. Cheng Lang sighed, and suddenly stretched out his arms to hug Changfeng: "Changfeng..."

Changfeng's voice was hoarse, with a choked voice: "Don't think I'm pitiful! Let me tell you, I'm not pitiful at all, and I don't rely on this to make money. I come to the entertainment circle to play casually, even if there is no one People like me, even if everyone hates me, I don't take it seriously!"

Chang Feng pushed Cheng Lang while talking, but he didn't push. Cheng Lang tightened his grip on him, and he asked softly like a child, "Chang Feng...does anyone give you a mouse?"

Changfeng sniffled, and rubbed his tear-stained cheeks on Cheng Lao's shoulders. The more Cheng Lang spoke to him in such a gentle tone, the more he felt wronged, and the tears couldn't stop He stopped, and his words were twitching: "Yes... just last night someone put mice in my pizza...you, you...you were still taking pictures with fans..."

"Changfeng, I'm sorry."

"Yeah, I'm sorry... And, no... It's not the mouse you let go."

Cheng Lang stroked Changfeng's hair: "I'm sorry, someone put mice in your pizza, but I was taking a photo with someone else."