After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

"Ranran! Have you read Weibo?" At the same moment, Jiang Feng's yell came from the next door. He came out of the kitchen with his mobile phone in his hand, shaking wet water stains with his other hand, with a gloomy expression mixed With a touch of sarcasm, he said: "What does that kid mean? We've been talking about the divorce for half a year, so it's not like he's only now aware of the pain in his heart?"

Jiang Ran remained silent.

Heartache is of course impossible. With Zhou Fushen's personality, using the method of clearing Weibo to relieve negative emotions has little effect. On the contrary, this move is more to convey a victim's attitude to the outside world. If it is established, then any accident may happen to this person in the bad association of the bystander. Jiang Ran called this Schrödinger's victim.

After all, through an empty social account, no one can peek into the real emotions of the person behind the screen, so in the eyes of some imaginative and empathetic fans, this young actor who is deeply loved by the nation may be putting Sheets are hanging from the eaves, ready to kick the stool under your feet.

Sure enough, after browsing this popular Weibo, except for passers-by who eat melons, most of the fans are expressing worry and anxiety. There are various speculations, and the most popular Weibo has only one sentence: late at night Chu Qi was startled: [#周古深气空微博# I feel like I divorced a certain former e-sports player. 】

Jiang Ran raised his eyebrows, clicked on the comment, and there was a burst of cheers: 【Really?That's great!It's a happy event.jpg]

[Divorce is a happy event + 1, and it doesn't feel good. Although someone has passed away for half a year, blind guessing e-sports mad dog fans still want to blame me for losing. 】

【warn!The Dragonmaw girl had ten seconds left to reach the battlefield. 】

[Honestly speaking, even if the two are really divorced, fans of the actor don’t need to laugh at them, right? Jiang Ran has become an invisible person in these years. Many passers-by thought that the movie king was single, so what would he do if he could do this? 】

[Yeah, fans of a certain team have to take the rhythm to say that it is because of husband and wife problems that the state is unstable after losing the game every year. It is really invisible! #funny】

[What kind of passerby is pretending on a certain floor?No one will know what will happen to you. 】

[Pretending to be a passerby, you cook and burn through the center of the earth to provoke me. 】

【Is there no humble CP fan who breaks my heart with me...】

There were thousands of comments, most of which were Zhou Fushen's fans celebrating together. Just as Jiang Ran was about to swipe down, a palm covered his phone screen.

"Don't look at Ran Ran, it's not worth wasting your emotions for that kid, and besides, he's just bluffing, and he doesn't dare to expose anything." Jiang Feng said coldly: "After all, he has already gained that kind of status in the entertainment industry, and he still has to pay for it. If this kind of behavior is to be considered in the long run, it will be him who will damage the image in the end, and the team behind Zhou Fushen will definitely not be so unwise."

"Then what if he doesn't care?" Jiang Ran said helplessly: "Brother, Zhou Fushen is not the kind of artist you imagine who is at the mercy of capital. If he wants to be willful, no one can stop him."

Jiang Feng obviously didn't agree with what he said. He frowned slightly and said, "Ran Ran, are you still treating him—" Before he could finish speaking, the phone vibrated again, displaying a Weibo push.

@周复深V: [What I recall in my mind now is the way you looked when you said goodbye. 】

"Fuck!" Jiang Feng thumped the table violently: "That bastard surnamed Zhou!"

Contrary to his excitement, Jiang Ran slowly picked up his phone, clicked on the Weibo, and found that it was set so that only followers could comment—and he had already been blocked by Zhou Fushen.

There is no need to read what those retweeters said, Jiang Ran knew from his private messages that exploded in an instant which side the current public opinion was leaning on. All kinds of ridicule and insults were unsightly, most of them were Zhou Fushen's brain-dead young It was sent by a fan, and the largest proportion of passer-by fans are relatively restrained, busy expressing their distress for the film king under the hot search topic. Although Jiang Ran did not start scolding in the words, there is also a faint hint between the lines ridicule and accusation.

To be honest, this action is no different from directly issuing a divorce announcement, and it is even more lethal.

Zhou Fushen is really a rhythm master.

Jiang Ran twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, but deep sadness and anger welled up in his heart.

Is this interesting?For four years, he has been self-centered all the time, ignoring his feelings, but trying to play an affectionate public image in front of the public, and win the support of those public opinions that are actually not helpful to his career. Zhou Fushen is doing this. What's the point?

"Tsk."

There was an unpleasant click of the tongue, Jiang Ran settled his mind, and found that Jiang Feng had gone to the balcony at some point, and just put down the phone from his ear, and walked over and said: "No one answered his manager's call, I don't know if it is Guilty or something, it seems like what you said, Zhou Fushen is determined to go crazy... This grandson, if he knew earlier, I should raise the price of liquidated damages to nine figures, and let him bleed!"

Jiang Ran didn't answer, but said in a deep voice: "Brother, you should go back today, I'm tired and want to go to bed early."

Jiang Feng looked at his calm and numb face, hesitantly hesitated several times, and finally sighed, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and said, "Okay, then I won't bother you, you can rest well , don’t keep looking at your phone.”

After speaking, he stepped forward and rumpled Jiang Ran's hair, then smiled, put on his coat and left.

With the sound of closing the door, the room returned to silence, and Jiang Ran breathed a sigh of relief—in fact, sometimes Jiang Feng’s excessive desire to protect and Zhou Fushen’s selfish desire to control both suffocate him, and it’s no wonder that the relationship between the two Relationships don't work out from the day they first meet.

Turning my gaze back to the phone screen, the Weibo post was still high up on the homepage: [What I recall in my mind now is still the appearance of you when you said goodbye. 】

Hehe, actor.

Jiang Ran quit Weibo, glanced at the condolences sent by his former teammates and some colleagues in WeChat, his expression was a little moved, but he still didn't reply to the message, but opened the booking software and bought a ticket to fly to tomorrow night Air tickets abroad.

Jiang Ran didn't intend to tell anyone about going abroad, he would lose contact from this moment, and disappear into the vast crowd without a sound.

Isn't Zhou Fushen going to make things big?Shouldn't he be judged on the moral high ground?Then he will accompany him to the end.

Reversing the situation is actually very simple. The reason why the public opinion is now biased towards Zhou Fushen is not only that his past screen images are loved by the public, but also because he has the right to speak and confide his "misery"; Even worse, such as becoming a missing person in the secular sense, becoming a more thorough "Schrödinger's victim", then without saying a word, the next criminal on the interrogation platform will change.

Just rebel this time.

Jiang Ran thought to himself that his 25 years of life have been chasing, compromising, following the rules, whether it is family affection, love or competition, he does not want to lose any more.

Pressing and holding the power button for a long time, Jiang Ran turned off the phone, leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes.

correct!A storm chick of equal height!

Standing up quickly, he rushed to the bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, Jiang Ran's sight was occupied by the huge chicken. He was stunned for a while, then walked over in a daze, and put his hands in the furry chest of the storm.

"Ah..." Jiang Ran buried his head in silently, sighing comfortably.

What Zhou Fushen has caused him to miss in the past four years!

After being tender with the storm chicken for a while, Jiang Ran reluctantly straightened up, and began to think about how to take the storm away.

As a dead house that usually doesn’t leave the gate, Jiang Ran is quite good at dismantling the model, but he doesn’t have any tools at hand now, so after studying for a long time, he only put the electromagnetic pulse gun model with the storm wings on the shelf It was unloaded.

"This thing is quite heavy, and it is actually assembled from parts." Jiang Ran weighed the electromagnetic pulse gun, muttering in his heart, it seems that his brother really spent a lot of money, and this thing is probably custom-made by a model manufacturer.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ran's heart was a little touched.

Jiang Feng is his only relative in this world. From the moment he witnessed his mother jumping from the sixth floor 15 years ago, he and his elder brother Jiang Feng are the only ones left in their family.

Although my grandfather was still alive at that time, he was already nearly seventy years old, and it was beyond what he could do to take care of two and a half children. Apart from sharing half of the pension to pay the living expenses of Jiang Ran and his brothers, there was nothing else he could do, let alone Cong Jiang. After Feng went to university, he had already started to independently support all the expenses of him and Jiang Ran.

As for the father... Jiang Ran's eyes gradually focused on the helmet next to the claws of the storm.

It was the AR device connected to the virtual side of "Amber", which should have been bought by Jiang Feng and placed here. Jiang Ran picked it up and stared at the beautiful metal coating with deep eyes.

In fact, Jiang Feng probably hated games the most, because of their father.

The past is a long story.

When many people were still avoiding video games like tigers, their father, Jiang Ze, was already a hardcore game player, arcade games, cassette games, online games...Jiang Ze has been exposed to various games since he was a student. , Even after stepping into his job, he was still engaged in the game development business. With his passion for games, this man became a leader in the industry at that time, and he was also the enlightener who led Jiang Ran to get in touch with games.

The scene Jiang Ran remembers most when he was a child was sitting upside down on the plush carpet with Jiang Zedong. The two of them were concentrating on the game screen while holding the controller. He bumped his head against the handle, causing Jiang Ze to laugh beside him, and then, under Jiang Ran's dissatisfied stare, he patiently explained the idea of ​​each level design to him.

When talking about these things, Jiang Ze was like a pious believer, a young man with burning blood, and that appearance deeply attracted the young Jiang Ran.

He doesn't know what faith is, he just thinks his father looks so handsome.

However, it is such a good father who seems to be able to get along with his son, but after learning that his first love abroad died of terminal illness, he abandoned his wife and son without hesitation, and flew abroad to raise the one left by his first love who did not know who the biological father was. son.

Jiang Ran didn't know where his father was at first, until his mother was hospitalized due to depression, and he learned from the adults who came to visit his mother that Jiang Ze's first love asked someone to contact Jiang Ze when he was dying, and explained her The reason for leaving without saying goodbye back then, and told Jiang Ze that although she had met many people over the years, she had never been married, and now that she was about to leave this world, her only concern other than Jiang Ze was her three-year-old son So she hoped that Jiang Ze could raise the child instead of her.

Just such a short message, it is said that it made Jiang Ze burst into tears on the spot, regretting the past, wishing to fly abroad immediately, even if Jiang Ran's mother expressed willingness to raise this outsider's child with him, he He also insisted on abandoning the family because he believed that this marriage was his betrayal of his first love.

So it was like this, and there was no news for 15 years.

The corner of Jiang Ran's mouth raised a cold arc, and his memory somehow went back to the day when he led Dragon Throat to win the championship in the "Embers" World League. After the vice team came back from receiving the award on his behalf, he came to the backstage to congratulate Among the members of his organizing committee, Jiang Ze was seen.

He recognized the man with just one glance, but the irony is that the other party did not recognize him, and even smiled gently when he came up to greet him: "Speaking of which, I also know a child with the same name and surname as you."

"...is that your son?"

Jiang Ze was obviously taken aback by this question, but he quickly reacted and said with a smile, "No, my son is still in Silvermane's youth training camp. Maybe you will meet each other in the next World League."

"is it?"

Jiang Ran originally thought that he would be angry and smash the man's face with the trophy, but the fact is that he suddenly became terribly sober. The anticipation of meeting in the World League and the joy of winning the championship were all the same at this moment. Swept away, leaving only a touch of sadness and melancholy.

Why should a man fail to recognize his own son?He thought to himself, probably in the heart of this man, the little son Jiang Ran who was abandoned by him, the child he gave birth to with a woman who knew nothing about games, did not have such a talent at all.

Perhaps from that moment on, Jiang Ran's pure love for games disappeared, and e-sports has since become a job, neither a religion nor a sacred thing, just a prop used to defeat others, cold and boring , so he will fall short in the finals.

The past receded like a tide, Jiang Ran looked at the helmet in his hand and suddenly smiled.

Maybe it's time to get back to your original intentions.

Games are just games.

The author has something to say: Reporter: Now let's interview the person concerned about what he thought after reading Weibo?

Jiang Ran: I regret it now, very much.

Reporter: Do you regret the divorce?

Jiang Ran: I regret not poisoning the dishes before.