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

Although Yang Yan did not agree with the agent's marketing strategy in the end, the fact is that he has no decision-making power.

The broker finally decided on the third option.

Before his agent and Yang Yan parted ways, he half hinted and half sarcastically said that even if Yang Yan didn't use others to stir up the heat, others would step on him instead. This is the rule of the entertainment industry.

The agent also said that if they are really friends, it is better to stay away. After all, in the entertainment industry, friends with a big gap in fame can't go far, and separation is easy to make troubles very ugly...

The broker is right.

Within a few days, there were many comparison posts between Yang Yan and Liang Tao on the Internet.

An overnight hit will be enviable, but once there is a point to attack, trolls from other companies and netizens who are not used to celebrities swiping their screens will emerge from this.

Coupled with the fact that the number of fans of Yang Yan is overwhelmingly greater than that of Liang Tao, the comment area soon showed a scene of "bullying others". Being insulted by radical fans again...

Just like that, the marketing account picked up troubles, trolls fished in troubled waters, passers-by and fans fought for three days and three nights, came and went, and two newcomers who hadn't debuted for a long time were also torn up on the Internet.

Yang Yan posted a Weibo post while going through various activities in an attempt to stop the scolding war.

But his Weibo account does not belong to him personally. Not long after the Weibo was posted, the account was quickly taken over by the company. The company deleted the Weibo on the grounds of "need popularity". In the end, the scolding battle not only did not stop, but intensified.

The flames of war quickly raged on innocent people. Someone picked out Yang Yan's sister, Yang Miao, who was in love with a director who was nearly 20 years older than her.The director is well-known, and has now retired to become an honorary professor and vice-principal of NUFA...

The good people quickly connected Yang Yan with this incident, thinking that he could not enter Nanyi University without his sister's secret help.

Only then did Jin Lai react, wanting to control the ferment of public opinion.But at this time, the best time for clarification has been missed.Moreover, although Yang Yan was very popular at this time, the company was not willing to give resources to a newcomer, so Jin Lai's end seemed very powerless, full of a perfunctory feeling of putting on casually.

In the end, it was Yang Miao who came forward to clarify, Yang Yan's parents posted the admission notice of NUFA, and Yang Yan asked NUFA's teacher to prove his college grades... Only then did Yang Yan barely calm the turmoil.

Yang Yan's side was a little more stable, but Liang Tao's side was completely out of control.

Extreme fans rose to his family members, and those who were milder went directly to his Weibo comment area to scold him.

The company that Liangtao signed is far less powerful than Jinlai, and has neither the capital nor the ability to do effective public relations.

Liang Tao is also a straight minded person. After being irritated by netizens, he posted a photo with Yang Yan on Weibo, with the words "my best friend".

As soon as the Weibo was posted, the comment area was immediately hacked. Facing the bad comments, Liang Tao scolded unceremoniously and responded one by one.

He was furious, but received a call from Yang Yan, telling him to stop, and quickly deleted Weibo.

"Why?" Liang Tao was dissatisfied, "They scolded me, what's wrong with me going back. And why delete it, will my relationship with you be questioned by netizens who have never met in person?"

"It's not a question of questioning or not." Yang Yan was exhausted physically and mentally, unable to speak.

He wanted to tell Liang Tao that public opinion cannot be reversed by one person, and rebuttals will only make the situation worse.

But Yang Yan felt that Liang Tao didn't understand.

Yang Yan also wanted to tell Liang Tao that Jin Lai was already planning to start with the Weibo post he posted, and that the navy ended up portraying Liang Tao as a villain with no brains and no EQ, so as to make himself look like a victim who was glued to by a lunatic Those who have regained their popularity...

However, due to the confidentiality agreement and regulations, Yang Yan could not speak.

Liang Tao was chattering on the phone, and the more Yang Yan listened to it, the more headache he felt. He rubbed his forehead with a splitting headache, and suddenly thought of the manager's advice, and Yang Miao's tired voice when he told him that "it's all settled".

Yang Yan felt very tired for a moment.

The reason why colleges are called ivory towers is probably that the people living in the towers have the ability to decide or change their dissatisfied status quo.

Hard work and enthusiasm always pay off, it's just a matter of how much.

But out of the ivory tower, into the society.

Facing the dark and surging deep pool, how likely is everything you do to shake the bottomless pool?

Yang Yan got everything he wanted before the age of 20, but lost a lot irresistibly at the age of 20.

In the constant loss, he suddenly realized that there might be some things that were destined not to be kept.

No matter how far you fly, no matter how much you talk, no matter how deep your love is.

They cannot be kept.

Yang Yan realized, he said in a low voice: "Stop rubbing."

"what?"

"Don't rub it in." Yang Yan repeated, "Isn't there not much buzz in the hot searches these days? Isn't it enough to drag the teacher in and the family in? Liangtao, be careful. Don't just think Hong, you are causing trouble to others."

For a long time after he finished speaking, there was no sound on the other side of the phone.

The friend who has always been known for being noisy was silent as if his throat was choked.

Liang Tao finally hung up the phone without saying a word.

Yang Yan thought he probably wouldn't call again.

Yang Yan became more exhausted, he began to suffer from insomnia, and could not close his eyes staring at the ceiling all night.

The company didn't care about his physical condition, and mountain-like jobs still appeared on the schedule.

Yang Yan was almost overwhelmed by work, and had no energy to pay attention to online public opinion for a while.

He vaguely heard that the company had released Liangtao's black draft on the Internet, which created a frenzy of public opinion, and then he learned from the scolding of his manager that Lin Siji had opened Weibo and posted a photo with Xie Xuanming, through ambiguous The accompanying words were on the trending searches again, and at one point squeezed out all the hot searches that Jin Lai bought...

After learning this, Yang Yan found that his numb heart did not fluctuate at all because of a certain person's name.

He thought it was a good thing.

He could finally not be restrained by Lin Siji.

I saw Lin Siji again at the awards ceremony. Yang Yan, who was nominated for "Best Actor", attended the awards ceremony together with the crew of "Flying Pigeon".

Yang Yan walked the red carpet according to the guide, and saw Lin Siji and Xie Xuanming surrounded by the media from a distance.

Lin Siji was wearing a suit, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the thin chains hanging from the temples made him look even more ostentatious than Xie Xuanming at the side.

Yang Yan caught a glimpse of him from a distance, turned around before his brain finished thinking, ignored the shouts of the people behind him, and hurried away.

He wandered aimlessly around the scene and ended up heading into the bathroom.

Yang Yan glimpsed his haggard face from the mirror, the exquisite makeup could not hide the anger and sadness under the skin.

He couldn't accept that he was shaken just by meeting him, so he turned around and locked himself in the bathroom cubicle, only coming out when the awards ceremony was about to start.

When he appeared on the screen as a candidate, Yang Yan regretted it for a moment.

He thought he should have taken sleeping pills yesterday so that he wouldn't be so tired on the screen today.

When the host read Xie Xuanming's name, Yang Yan was not surprised.

Best Actor and Best Picture don't happen in the same movie.

"Flying Pigeon" is Wang Shusheng's work, and it has a red theme. It is inevitable that it will win the award.

But even Yang Yan understood.

When Xie Xuanming got up and Lin Siji hugged him with a smile, Yang Yan still turned his eyes away.

At the end of the awards ceremony, Yang Yan suddenly felt dizzy at the celebration banquet.

He told his agent to go out to find his breath, but he became top-heavy before taking two steps in the corridor, and fell headfirst.

At the moment when his head hit the ground, Yang Yan didn't hear the waiter's scream, nor could he hear the muffled sound of his head hitting the tiles.

He closed his eyes in a trance, and a voice with a smile came from his ear.

"I'm no more promising than Director Wang. At best, I can make you a best actor."

Yang Yan, who was sitting in the co-pilot at that time, looked at Lin Siji in the driver's seat who was waving his tail and talking nonsense with a speechless face.

"Just blow it."

Just blow it.

Who wouldn't say big words.

It's just that no fool will believe it anymore.

In a daze, Yang Yan felt someone hugging him.

When he opened his eyes again, he was on the passenger side of the car.

Yang Yan turned his head in a daze, Lin Siji's profile was blurred.

Seeing that he was awake, Lin Siji turned his head and opened his mouth to say a few words.

It probably means that he is going to the hospital, and his agent will come over in a while.

The tinnitus was so loud that Yang Yan couldn't hear it clearly.

He only had one pair of eyes open, and Lin Siji's blurry vision in his pupils was replaced by fine noises from time to time.

Vaguely, Yang Yan smelled smoke from him.

The headache prevented Yang Yan from thinking too complicated thoughts, so he just opened his mouth and asked nonsensically, "You smoke."

Lin Siji didn't seem to know why he said this suddenly, he paused for a long time before saying "um".

Yang Yan asked again: "Why?"

long silence.

Yang Yan said to himself, "I don't like the smell of cigarettes."

Lin Siji still didn't speak.

The feeling of weakness came up again, and Yang Yan felt that he was going to faint again.

He looked at Lin Siji drowsily, and suddenly noticed the blackness under Lin Siji's eyes that couldn't be concealed, and he looked very tired.

He didn't look too good either.

Yang Yan thought this knowledge would make him happier.

But it doesn't.

The sourness and stinging pain occupied his heart, overshadowing the vague pleasure and revenge.

Yang Yan asked with difficulty: "Are you doing well?"

Lin Siji remained silent.

The moment before Yang Yan completely lost consciousness, he vaguely saw Lin Siji speak and give a brief answer.

"not too good."

Yang Yan closed his eyes, he thought it was probably a hallucination.

Opening his eyes again, he was in the single room of the hospital, with a needle hanging on the back of his hand, and the manager was talking on the phone beside him.

Yang Yan thought that he might use his fainting to stir up some excitement, and the content of the conversation in his ears also confirmed his thoughts.

The manager hung up the phone and walked to the bedside: "Do you know Lin Siji?"

"Ah."

"Is it ripe?"

"Unfamiliar."

"There is a possibility of cooperation..."

"No."

The manager looked at Yang Yan and frowned, as if he wanted to reprimand him again.

In the end, he didn't speak, let Yang Yan take a good rest, and then went out.

Yang Yan narrowed his eyes sleepily, his mind was full of Lin Siji's appearance in the car.

He looks changed a lot.

It's only been half a year since we parted.

After a while, even if we bumped into each other head-on, we might not be able to recognize them anymore.

But it has nothing to do with myself.

After all, I don't know the deadline for the next meeting.

With heavy eyelids, Yang Yan finally closed them.

For the next seven years, he never saw Lin Siji again.

The memory stops here, and the next chapter returns to the normal timeline (yes? yes?)