I have crossed the [entertainment circle]

Who is the murderer?

Who killed me?

Who am I dying for?

In the three days after the stalking door incident, I counted carefully, a total of 320 private messages were sent asking me to die, and a total of 730 were telling me to get out of the entertainment industry. There are a total of 320 seven letters about going to hell, being a prostitute in this life and becoming a pig and dog in the next life, and [-] six letters of insults that are so vicious that I don't even want to recall them.

surprised?Or are you used to it?

I was crying and trembling, unable to control my silent counting heart, praying in my heart over and over again, even if there is one person who is willing to believe in me and support me?

Didn't many people like me back then?

Where have you been?

Nobody, not even a single person.

After finishing those heart-wrenching words on the Internet, everyone put down their mobile phones and started to live their own lives. Some people went to the cafeteria to eat two meat and one vegetarian food as usual, some went to the street to buy a coat they liked, and some held hands, kissed, and hugged their lovers. , as if forgetting the ferociousness of the previous moment.

The network is too big, and the distance between us is too far. Have you forgotten that it is a living person who is treated, cursed, and hurt like this!

what did I do?what did I do!Why do you want me to die, why do you want me to give up the career I love, why do my family and friends deserve to be hurt?

Can you imagine how powerful words are?How cold is the light on that blade, can't you see it?

Maybe because your friend said that you are a little fatter than usual in the morning, you can start to doubt your life, and start to think whether your friend hates you very much. On the other hand, when you hold the knife of words in your hand, But start to be unscrupulous?

Don't you care about how tiny and fragile your heart is!

How careful and innocent I am, you don't care at all, do you?

A moment of comfort, a moment of happiness, and a moment of sense of justice are overwhelming. All you pay is to utter those vicious words within 1 minute. Those who bear it will get the spurning of this world.

You are full of evil, but you are ignorant.

The world is too tolerant to you, and you can easily forgive those mistakes you have made, but I will always remember those 280 murder letters and never forgive them.

I will always remember that in the early morning of October [-]th, I stuffed a large amount of sleeping pills into my hoarse throat tremblingly, and then fell asleep peacefully.

The smell of death lingered in the whole room. I was both indifferent and crazy, coldly looking forward to my own death.

I watched those eyes close, and I watched him open again.Death took me and let me go.

I am indifferent, proud, and dismissive. I will treat those who killed me as ants.From now on, please remember me forever.

Please remember for life that you are a murderer.

———END———

There was silence in the room, Xu Shinan wiped his face, his eyes were a little dazed: "This fucking..."

Liang Wenqing's eyes were dim with tears, and he was already crying loudly: "Wow, wow, wow, I'm sorry Yanxi, I didn't care about you enough at that time...Wow..."

No wonder that when I went to find Yanxi that night, I felt that his condition was very wrong. It turned out that he had committed suicide. No wonder he has changed so much now, he is completely different from before QAQ Jian Yanxi looked helplessly at Liang Wenqing with tears streaming down his face, keeping his expression on his face He took a step back and said, "Now that I have thrown out the introduction, Director Xu and Brother Wen will start preparing now?"

Liang Wenqing was immediately distracted, wiped his red eyes and said, "We'll start taking action after this long Weibo post has fermented for about three hours."

At 10:[-], Jian Yanxi's last open letter has been published for nearly [-] minutes, but there are very few comments underneath.

This is simply a huge joke. You must know that within 10 minutes after the two open letters were published two days ago, at least 1 people left comments and participated in the comment area, but now the silence under this long Weibo is full of irony. People can't even smile bitterly.

Who would have thought that Jian Yanxi would be so bold?

The original stalking incident was stirred up by Mu Sheng's fans, and it was wrapped in a homosexual cloak. There were countless people involved, and the Internet overwhelmingly insulted or reprimanded Jian Yanxi, but now, Jian Yanxi The last open letter turned out to be aimed at them.

You know, since Jian Yanxi sent the first open letter two days ago, many of them have turned to fight for Jian Yanxi!Doesn't this now push all these people to the opposite of him?

What does it do for him?

Mu Sheng couldn't figure it out, staring at the phone until his eyes were red, manager Zhao Datong snorted coldly: "I just didn't know how to deal with him, so he immediately jumped into the pit by himself, and he was as stupid as ever! "

"Does he really want to quit the entertainment industry?" Mu Sheng didn't hear Zhao Datong's words at all, and muttered to himself for a while. Thinking of Jian Yan's cold eyes in the Wangjue club that day, he quickly shook his head and said: "Impossible, He will not……"

That look is definitely not a look of wanting nothing, he even said that he would take revenge on himself on the third day, and now he is full of curses on the Internet.Mu Sheng gritted his teeth, covered his face and said angrily: "What the hell is he going to do! Could it be that we really can't do anything, but just watch like this!"

"Don't make trouble anymore." Zhao Datong glanced at Mu Sheng: "Wang Changbo doesn't want to see you either, do you hear me?"

"Then what do you want me to do? I have worked so hard for so many years, is it all in vain because of his unknown open letter?!"

"You can't do anything." Zhao Datong was still calm: "The evidence given by Jian Yanxi is so rigid that you have no room for sophistry. Besides, you left it behind because of your own carelessness at the time. What is there to regret now? Use? But don’t be discouraged, stay silent for a while, and then apologize after the matter is over, who can remember this kind of thing for a lifetime? "

Thinking of the content of Jian Yanxi's last open letter, Zhao Datong sneered again and said, "Only Jian Yanxi is so stupid, forcing netizens to admit their mistakes? It's just ridiculous."

Those netizens are passionate, but extremely forgetful, not only for themselves, but also for others.That's right, Mu Sheng did something wrong, and those who committed cyber violence did something wrong, but so what?

In a few months, they will completely forget about this matter, and with Jian Yanxi leaving the horn of the entertainment industry, Mu Sheng's black spot will be diluted, and the person who used to be violent will start a new life.

That's the rule of the web.

you disagree?Very good, then get out!

Zhao Datong's eyes flickered, and he said: "He dared to target those netizens, just wait, in less than half an hour, the scene from a month ago will reappear on his Weibo."

"We just wait?"

"It's not just waiting." Zhao Datong said, "I'll contact Lao Liu and add fire."

Lao Liu is the head of the navy that Zhao Datong often cooperates with. The two sides get what they need, and the cooperation is very good.Zhao Datong took out his mobile phone, and Lao Liu answered the phone after nearly ten rings: "Hello, who is it?"

Zhao Datong's heart skipped a beat. Their contact information is mutual. It's impossible for Lao Liu not to know it's him. Why is there such an attitude?He barely suppressed his mind and said, "It's me, Zhao Datong."

"Yo, it's Brother Zhao!" Lao Liu exaggeratedly smiled: "It's been a long time since I contacted you, I almost forgot your phone number, sorry!"

"It's okay, have you read the open letter that Jian Yanxi sent this afternoon?"

"Looked at it, and I got snot and tears." Lao Liu sighed: "I think back then, among those who scolded him, I didn't know how much of it. look."

"..."

What? ? ?

Zhao Datong was stunned, and even began to doubt life!

What is this direction? !

Old Liu continued to sigh with emotion: "Brother Zhao, I didn't say that what I have done for so many years is not human..."

"Old Liu!" Zhao Datong interrupted him impatiently: "Tell me the truth, did you take Jian Yanxi's money?"

"..." There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Lao Liu smiled awkwardly: "You can't say that..."

"Jian Yanxi invited you to create momentum for himself?" Zhao Datong sneered: "What is he planning?"

"How can I know what they are trying to do?" Lao Liu laughed twice: "But brother, let me tell you something, don't try to call other people, even if other people don't answer Jian Yanxi I won't accept your business."

Zhao Datong followed the telegram: "Which benefactor has he found?"

"I don't know if I found the benefactor or not. Anyway, it was Hua Jie's people who came forward to find me."

"Hua Jie?" Zhao Datong was shocked: "He signed Hua Jie!"

"Yeah, so, if such a big company comes forward, the big ones won't take your business, and you can only find some small ones, but that's unnecessary, isn't it..."

Zhao Datong's face was so dark that it couldn't get any darker. He held back his irritability and listened to Lao Liu's rambling words. Then he hung up the phone, turned around and said to Mu Sheng, "Tell me carefully, that day at the Wangjue Club, Jane Yanxi met Han Shen."

Han Zhaonan flung the car keys to the entrance, glanced at the living room, saw no one, stuck his head in, only to find that Jian Yanxi was sitting on the balcony, reading a book in his hand.

He walked over quietly, and seeing the words "Secret History of Beiyan" written on the thick title page, he couldn't help curling his lips: "You're quite educated?"

Jian Yan didn't move her brows: "Yes."

"..." Han Zhaonan choked and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Jian Yanxi looked up at him: "I asked you to guess last night, did you guess it?"

"I guessed it, but I can't figure out why." Han Zhaonan sat down: "Xu Shinan just let you mess around like this?"

Jian Yanxi turned a page of the book calmly: "You can only think of nonsense?"

"Otherwise? What good does it do you to anger the netizens?"

Good for him of course.

Jian Yanxi looked at the little praise of "The Holy Spirit Emperor's Wisdom of God" on the white paper, raised his eyebrows in a good mood and thought, whoever drove him away at the beginning, and whoever invited him back, wouldn't it be great?