Son of the Bone

Jiang Jue thought over and over again, and directly ordered Zhizhi to transfer 1 yuan to the uncle's Alipay, and bought the little eDonkey.

He vaguely felt that if he went in in a nanny car, he would definitely be entangled like leeches by the reporters squatting inside and outside the community.

Fortunately, supermarkets can now use mobile phones to scan QR codes to give money. He was worried alone, so he called Zhizhi out of the car, and asked her to wear the driver's middle-aged vest, and the two of them went to sweep the supermarket .

The takeaway uncle who suddenly earned 1000 yuan looked at the backs of the two of them going away, thinking that this takeaway must give something, it is worth the effort.

When Jiang Jue entered this crowded hypermarket, he felt a sense of urgency to shop before the end of the world.

He ordered Zhizhi to buy all kinds of energy bars, instant noodles and fresh steaks, and he went to buy all the ice cream, frozen dumplings and small glutinous rice balls in the freezer, and the two big bags were filled immediately.

Zhizhi knew Lin Jiuguang's situation quite well, and bought them compressed food that was easy to store. Although it was heavy to lift, it was only packed in a large plastic bag.

I don't buy much instant noodles, but fans of dried noodles bought several tubes, enough to last until next month.

Jiang Jue even began to think about whether to buy a sack of flour and let them make steamed buns while squatting at home to make Hanamaki.

He took a lot of effort to fill the takeaway boxes and pedals, and there were two plastic bags hanging on the left and right of the faucet.

Uncle is right, the delivery clothes really smell bad.

"Boss... can you drive an electric car?" Zhi Zhi looked worried.

Jiang Jue saw the road clearly in advance, and drove crookedly to the neighborhood.

The door was blocked long ago, and all the security guards came out, trying to maintain order.

When he appeared on an electric scooter, the reporters originally showed surprise and anticipation in their eyes, but when they saw clearly that he was a food delivery man, their faces became a little more impatient.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" The security guard urged, "Which building are you sending?"

Jiang Jue casually reported the number of a nearby building, and staggered in on a battery scooter under the watchful eyes of dozens of people.

Other paparazzi have already mixed in in the community, but some of them hide their cameras in their clothes, and some are still looking for the location of Lin Jiuguang's house.

For the first time, he was glad that this brat lived in the same community as other people, and there were many clients in the same building.

When Jiang Jue parked the car with some difficulty, and walked in slowly like a donkey carrying a bag, there were reporters squatting at the elevator entrance, smoking, and many footprints had been stepped on the white ground , The cigarette butts were thrown all over the floor.

He breathed a sigh of relief, got into the elevator, and sent Lin Jiuguang a message to start it.

Fortunately, you have to swipe your card or fingerprint to go up and down the elevator in this high-end community, and the fire exits are also closed by security at this time, otherwise the door of Lin Jiuguang's house will be demolished.

Lin Jiuguang was carrying a mop, and was waiting for the elevator on the seventeenth floor, fearing that when he opened the door, he would see a group of zombie-like reporters instead of Brother Jiang.

"Ding--"

The moment the elevator opened, a sturdy delivery boy in blue appeared in front of him.

"You are..." Lin Jiuguang was stunned for a moment.

"Hurry up and help me get my things." Jiang Jue looked left and right to make sure it was safe, and then pulled off the stuffy helmet: "Hurry up."

Loris hurried over to help carry the goods, and it took the three of them 10 minutes to fill up the kitchen from the refrigerator to the storage cabinets, and even placed a stack of chocolates and biscuits on the coffee table in the living room.

Jiang Jue was originally wearing a haute couture dress to attend the Golden Wutong Awards Ceremony, but by this time his clothes were already soaked in sweat, and he was paralyzed on the sofa, unable to even relax in his sitting position.

The work of delivering food...is not done by humans at all.

Lin Jiuguang poured him a cup of hot tea with a doggy face, hung the suit jacket that was thrown aside on the clothes rack, and sat beside him a little uneasy.

"Brother Jiang, isn't it a good time for you to come here at this time?"

Jiang Jue took a breath and sat up slowly.

He stretched out his arms, raised his eyebrows and said, "Come and hug me."

"No," Lin Jiuguang tried to refuse, "I'm really fine."

Jiang Jue didn't say much, just leaned over and hugged him tightly, patting his back lightly with his hands.

I know you are holding on.

It's not easy for us.

Lin Jiuguang twisted a bit, and then wept in Jiang Jue's arms in a futile way, with tears and snot all over his face.

Loris had just cleaned up the things in the utility room, and saw his baby crying again in a blink of an eye, and looked at Jiang Jue with a little headache: "You take your time, I'll call his family."

"Well, it's okay." Jiang Jue touched Fluffy's head: "He's going to be rambunctious again after crying for a while."

"I didn't!" Lin Jiuguang put his head in his arms and protested, "I never make a fuss!"

If Qi Lin was by the side right now, he might poke his head.

Jiang Jue waited for him to finish crying before reaching out to pass him a tissue, and then tried to wipe the messy front of the suit, but gave up after a few wipes.

"Look." Lin Jiuguang's eyes were red, and he was still smiling.

Throughout the living room, study room, and bedroom, all the curtains were drawn tightly, almost wanting to be nailed together.

There were only a few floor lamps turned on in the room, and the moonlight outside the window was bright, but it couldn't see through at all.

"You said, I was forced to come out of the closet, why do I still seem to be living in the closet?"

In fact, there was a chance to save this matter from the beginning.

The paparazzi took photos of them getting along tens of meters away, and they called on the same day.

It costs 5000 million to open the mouth, not a penny less.

5000 million, he had to work hard for many years to film movies, and no matter how much savings his parents had to save, he might not be able to make up enough.

When there is no popularity, the remuneration for a TV series can be as small as a few million, which is a very high salary, and there is no reason to just take it out.

What the other party threatened at the time was——

"In the entire industry, there are very few people who dare to confront us head-on! If you turn over carefully this time, you will never be popular in the future!"

"Then you sprayed it back?" Jiang Jue rubbed his brows with a headache.

"Yeah." Lin Jiuguang hugged himself, sat beside him and nodded sullenly.

When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse.

"Obviously I was the one who was violated, but now I have become a sinner."

He saw with his own eyes countless people on the Internet, carnivally posting candid photos, posting his personal privacy, discussing his exposed chat records, gnashing their teeth like a law enforcement officer, wanting to destroy him.

Loris poured him a cup of hot cocoa and patted his head tenderly.

"If you don't want to act, we can go to England."

You can go to play, go to college, and I will always be with you.

Jiang definitely didn't know what to say, but he was a little envious of him.

He couldn't make such a choice.If it was him who was really blackmailed, and if he didn't have the protection of his parents, he would probably still pay directly to make peace.

"Take a step back," Lin Jiuguang said, clutching the small porcelain cup, "Even if my pornographic photos are released, I'm just a promiscuous person, should I be denied all existence?"

He raised his head with an expression of disbelief: "Whether it's my body or my private life, all of these are my personal privacy. They have violated their rights and freedoms, and then they accuse me of being morally corrupt."

Lin Jiuguang even laughed angrily, shaking his head as if trying to deny something.

Losing fans, losing popularity, he recognized all of these.

It may be very difficult in the future, and he may not even have a salary, he also admits.

But he didn't accept any of those crimes.

Jiang Jue saw that it was still early for supper, and took out a book from the side.

This book is obviously a little old, and even the cover is a little mottled.

"It was given to me by Qi Lin before, and now I will pass it on to you." Jiang Jue handed the book into his hands, his voice was cold and peaceful: "The good news is that you are not hurt by those people. lost in speech."

What he handed him was a copy of Gustave Le Pen's The Crowd.

This book has been with Qi Lin for four years, and he has been with him for one year, and now it is in the hands of Lin Jiuguang.

Lin Jiuguang subconsciously said thank you, and took the book in his hand.

There is a ginkgo leaf inside, which was used as a bookmark when Qi Lin was in the theater.

The page stopped at P33, and a section was highlighted with a highlighter.

"The frenzy of group sentiment, especially among heterogeneous groups, is intensified by the total disappearance of the sense of responsibility.

The sense of certainty of impunity—and the greater the number, the more certainty of this—and the momentary sense of power that comes with being numerous, causes crowds to express emotions and emotions not possible in isolated individuals. action.

In the midst of a crowd, the fool, the imbecile, the envious, freed from the sense of his own insignificance, feels a cruel, momentary, but immense power. 』

He finished the long paragraph in silence, then looked up at Jiang Jue: "What is this book about?"

Jiang Jue raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "When Qi Lin threw this book to me, he said it was about 'all beings are stupid'."

Lin Jiuguang was stunned for a long time, then suddenly said: "I've known you for so long, this is the first time I've heard you swear."

Jiang Jue leaned over and rubbed his head again, got up to make supper for them.

There have been violent storms on the Internet, but the room is quiet and warm, as if nothing happened.

When intense emotions begin to impact and various rumors and slanders emerge one after another, maybe we should eat a bowl of warm rice dumplings first, and then have a good night's sleep.

The so-called golden public relations period, the timeliness of rumor clarification, or the gesture of winning public sympathy for the victim are not as important as living in peace.

They were very smart to avoid certain topics, and they didn't talk about a lot of loss and pain-if they really talked, Jiuguang might not be the only one who shed tears.

Sooner or later it will be resolved.

Sooner or later, you can open the curtains and look at the moon with your lover.