The whole Internet is black, I was chased and killed by my ex

[Yang Yan's "shady incident" is in the limelight, and "Flying Pigeon" has been involved in public opinion. Director Wang Shusheng responded to the casting controversy...]

As soon as he entered, it was neither a video nor a vote, just a normal account and a Weibo post.

The default gray avatar used by the account, and the name is also a bunch of garbled characters. At first glance, it looks like thousands of navy accounts on Weibo, and it will not make people interested in taking a second look.

The official certification under the account cannot be ignored.

[Famous director Wang Shusheng, masterpiece "Flying Pigeon", "Love and Others", "The Cave"...]

The account posted a new Weibo ten minutes ago.

[nonsense]

The four words have no direction, but in the current environment of public opinion, even children who have just learned idioms can know what it refers to and who they are speaking for.

The short Weibo was retweeted over [-] within a few minutes, and it was approaching [-] within ten minutes.The popularity of this Weibo has also been soaring all the way, and within a few minutes it airborne to the top of the hot search list, and the degree of discussion remains high.

And in the comment area of ​​this Weibo, the public opinion also changed from blindly criticizing and abusing in the morning, to being skeptical, and what's more, they directly defected and sided with Yang Yan.

[Fuck, is he a living Director Wang?Does Director Wang know how to use Weibo? 】

【Isn't it hacked...】

[With Director Wang's character, the account hacking probably came out early to refute the rumors. Did you forget the director who pretended to be Director Wang to promote his movie two years ago? That person just blew it for 2 minutes, and Director Wang immediately contacted the media , saying "it's not reality"...]

[Laughing, Director Wang is really a serious little old man]

[So looking at the statement on Weibo, the shady theory is probably false]

[It must be fake. I think it is unreliable since the news came out. How could Wang Shusheng allow actors who walked through the back door to join his crew? The stars of Tianwang will be kicked out of the crew by him brandishing a pipe if they don't perform well! 】

【Ah, looking at it this way, Director Wang is probably going to die of anger. He was filming well in the mountains, and suddenly the dirty water from the shady scene poured on his body. 】

[Although I don't like Yang Yan, but he has been really miserable recently, and all the black hot searches are going up every day, let's forget if it's true, the key is still fake... I love you]

【…】

Yang Yan looked down at the phone, hesitating whether to like Wang Shusheng's Weibo, when the car window was knocked suddenly.

Lin Siji's face appeared outside the glass, his collar was pulled up to cover his chin.He bent down and tapped his fingers on the glass, indicating to open the door.

Yang Yan unlocked it.

Lin Siji entered the car with no smell of coffee on his body, only the cold wind from the outside.

"You didn't order coffee?" Yang Yan asked.

"No." Lin Siji turned his head to pull on the seat belt. He was overdressed, his movements were restricted, and he could only reach it the third time. "I'm not suitable for coffee. I always feel heartache after drinking it."

"Oh." Yang Yan watched him struggling to fasten his seat belt, and turned his gaze back to the front, "You drank a lot when you were in school."

Yang Yan was deeply impressed by Lin Siji's obsession with coffee when he was in school.

Lin Siji sometimes wakes up very early to go to the library or study room, in order to drive away drowsiness, coffee is necessary.

Yang Yan has seen several times, the scene of Lin Siji pouring coffee down several cups.He watched from the side and frowned, thinking that if this continues, sooner or later, Lin Siji will have caffeine flowing in his blood.

"You were young back then, no matter how much you drink." Lin Siji teased, "Now that I'm old, I can't take a sip."

"Yeah." Yang Yan started the car, he said casually, "Your assistant sent your phone to my house."

"Huh?" Lin Siji made a questioning tone.

"Your assistant got your mobile phone just now. He asked Wu Zai for the address. Wu Zai didn't know where you were, but he knew that I was staying with you, so he simply gave him the address of my home."

"Oh." Lin Siji nodded thoughtfully, "Is your manager okay? You seem to have thrown him among the reporters."

"...It should be discovered by the reporters that it is a counterfeit, and they may be surrounded to ask some questions about me." Yang Yan shrugged, "Anyway, he doesn't know anything, and the question is worthless. Let the reporters let it go."

Lin Siji teased: "It's really difficult to be your manager."

Yang Yan calmly said: "So the salary is really high."

Lin Siji was amused, he turned his head with a smile: "Can I borrow your mobile phone?"

"What?"

"Cha Hotel, I'm going to check in at a nearby hotel after I get my phone. I'm a little sleepy and I want to take a rest right away."

"Actually." Yang Yan said, "There is no hotel next to my house."

"Oh, that's really bad news." Lin Siji was a little frustrated, "This means that I have an extra ten minutes to go before rest."

Yang Yan didn't answer the call. The traffic light at the intersection ahead turned yellow. He slowed down the Jetta and stopped behind the line before the traffic light turned red.

The turning traffic light turned green, and there was a steady stream of cars coming from the side lane.

A Volkswagen with the slogan "Beginners on the Road" came slowly. Its speed was unreliable. It was like a disabled snail. The Mazda behind the Volkswagen squirmed for a while, and couldn't bear to shake the horn. Sky rings.

"Actually." Amidst the sound of the horn, Yang Yan said suddenly: "If you don't mind... you can stay at my house."

"Huh?" Lin Siji turned his head.

The trumpet was too loud, and Yang Yan's voice was too low.

"...Nothing." Yang Yan said.

Lin Siji didn't turn his head back, he seemed a little puzzled, and tilted his head to look at Yang Yan.

Feeling his sight, Yang Yan's expression was calm, but the fingers holding the steering wheel were quietly exerting force, and the inner side was pressed white.

After a while, Lin Siji suddenly smiled.

He said in a sharp horn: "I heard it."

Yang Yan didn't say a word, only an inconspicuous blush spread across the base of his ears.

"Okay." Lin Siji turned his head back and said relaxedly, "If the master doesn't mind, I'm naturally very happy to save the money for staying in a hotel."

The novice public drove away, and one second before the sound of the horn disappeared, Yang Yan replied slowly, "Yes."

Ten minutes later, the car drove back to the downstairs of the community.

Wu Zai is not there anymore, he has worked so hard to break out of the encirclement, and he has lingering fears that he will not come back in a short time.He planned to park the car in his own parking lot tonight, and come back tomorrow after the limelight has passed.

There were still some unwilling reporters hovering around the entrance of the community, but they still didn't pay much attention to the cars passing quietly.Yang Yan had no choice but to drive the car into the parking lot smoothly.

Wu Zai gave the specific address to Assistant Lin Siji, who had been waiting at the gate of Yang Yan's house long ago.

"I have something to tell him." Seeing the assistant, Lin Siji turned to Yang Yan and said, "I'll go in later."

Yang Yan said, "Okay."

The assistant bowed slightly when he saw Yang Yan, and Yang Yan nodded in response.He turned and unlocked and entered the room.

Yang Yan stayed at the door calmly, took off his shoes calmly, and walked out of the gate calmly.

After passing the gate, his calm and peaceful mask instantly shattered.

Before he could put on his slippers, Yang Yan rushed into the living room and straightened the crooked pillows on the sofa.

The fruit on the coffee table was there a few weeks ago, suspicious black lumps appeared at the end of the banana, Yang Yan swept them all into the trash can.Then he grabbed the coat that was casually thrown on the sofa yesterday, bent down to pick up the sweater that fell on the carpet, and rushed to the balcony in a hurry.

When passing by the TV, Yang Yan paused for a moment.Without changing his face, he squatted down and picked up the woolen socks curled up beside the cabinet.

Yang Yan completely ignored the "no-clean" reminder on the sweater, stuffed the clothes he was carrying into the washing machine on the balcony, and closed the lid of the washing machine with a snap. He inspected his masterpiece for two seconds with satisfaction, turned around and planned to enter the living room... …

boom!

Joy begets sorrow.

Yang Yan slammed into the door hard.

He was too anxious when he got out of the balcony, and the balcony door didn't fully open, leaving only a crack, so he squeezed in sideways relying on his thin body.

When going out, Yang Yan had long forgotten the seam and moved forward recklessly with all his heart, and tragedy happened as the times require.

Yang Yan's eyes were filled with stars, and he took half a step back.

And the balcony door was hit by him with a loud noise, and the glass shook slightly.

Yang Yan clutched his forehead, pulled the door with difficulty, and entered the living room.When he stepped into the sofa area, he couldn't see his feet clearly due to the blocking of his sight, so he stepped on the carpet that was raised when he kicked it in a hurry...

Yang Yan tripped over the carpet, staggered a step forward, and reflexively reached for the tea table...

The stainless steel thermos cup at the corner of the table was swept off, fell to the ground, rolled out of the carpet, and made a sound on the porcelain tile floor.

The door was not completely closed, Lin Siji and his assistants had different expressions as they listened to the movement in the room.

The sound of hitting a hard object was accompanied by a cry of pain, and after a few seconds of silence, the sound of metal falling to the ground was clear.

The assistant hesitated to speak, he said carefully: "Is something going to happen?"

Lin Siji frowned, turned sideways, and looked in through the half-closed door.

Yang Yan stood up in disgrace, cursing and picking up the thermos that was still rolling on the ground.

Before he could utter the first swear word, he raised his eyes and met Lin Siji's inquiring gaze.

"C"

The mouth shape is stuck on the consonant, and the vowel returns to the original way.

Yang Yan got up quickly, and put the thermos cup on the coffee table in an orderly manner.He patted his pants in embarrassment, and fled into the room.

Lin Siji witnessed that the hostile little fried hair turned into a white and red unlucky bun in a second.

Baozi rolled away dejectedly, Lin Siji couldn't help laughing, and turned back to face the assistant.

"It's all right. He dropped the cup."

The assistant looked strange: "I always thought that Yang Yan was the capable type."

"He's not." Lin Siji smiled and shook his head, "I'm sorry to trouble you today, have you remembered everything I explained?"

"Remember." The assistant said, "But I have a doubt. According to what you said, if you check Mr. Fu Yueyu's account income, can you really find out something?"

"Of course." Lin Siji looked serious, his expression turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Fu Yueyu is a small character, how can he have the ability to mobilize so many marketing accounts to send messages. I'm going today to find out who is behind the scenes He did this. Who knew that the man was very cautious, and used an anonymous account to contact Fu Yueyu every time, and Fu Yueyu didn't know his identity... But according to his confession, he had several money exchanges with that person... If there is communication, there will be information, and if you follow this search, you will definitely gain something..."

"Okay," the assistant said, "I see."

When Lin Siji entered the room, Yang Yan just came out from the bathroom.

There were drops of water on his face that had not been wiped off, and a red patch on his forehead was particularly obvious.

"Take off your shoes at the bottom of the shoe cabinet, just take a pair." Yang Yan avoided Lin Siji's sight, and opened a door beside him, "You can stay in the guest room."

The guest room is not big or small, and it is not often occupied by people on weekdays, but the pillows and quilts are complete.

"Okay." Lin Siji put on his slippers and walked over.

When passing by Yang Yan, Lin Siji paused and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"...It's okay." Yang Yan was obviously not happy to continue this topic, and abruptly tore it apart, "There are unopened pajamas and towels on the upper left side of the closet, you can use them."

"Okay." Lin Siji followed suit, "Where are the underwear?"

"...There are also."

"Same place as pajamas."

"Ah."

"Ok."

"..." Unable to bear the strange atmosphere, Yang Yan took a small step back and said in a low voice, "I'm going to find a toothbrush cup."

Yang Yan walked quickly to the storage room.

He squatted down in front of the locker, opened the penultimate drawer, took out an unopened box of toothpaste, and then slowly searched for a toothbrush.

The house is not big, and the sound of the storage room in the guest room can also be heard clearly.Yang Yan pricked up his ears.

Lin Siji sat on the bed...put the plug into the socket...he stood up, and now he is pulling the closet door...

Yang Yan rummaged for a while.

He suddenly realized that he had forgotten a very important thing.

Yang Yan stood in a stalemate for two seconds, threw the toothpaste abruptly, got up and rushed to the guest room.

He came a step late.

Yang Yan slammed on the brakes, grabbed the door frame and looked into the guest room——

Lin Siji was carrying a coat and looked at it carefully.

The coat was long and grayish in color, and the thin dark stripes hidden under the woolen fabric showed its owner's restrained and calm character.

A British style autumn and winter coat.

It's not Yang Yan's style at first glance.

Compared with the other baseball jacket and denim jackets hanging in the closet, this dress is obviously out of place, like a suit thug mixed into the denim pile.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Siji finally shifted his attention from his coat to Yang Yan who was rushing towards the door.

He turned his head, shook his coat lightly twice, and said with a half-smile:

"Explain, big star, why are there other men's clothes in your closet."