The actor wants to get a divorce

Lin Zhaozhi was almost decisive, "I don't think you killed Shen Zhiyu,"

Lu Qingrang's breath was stuck in his chest, it was so hot that his eyes were red from choking.

Lin Zhaozhi chuckled, "Ah Rang, although you can't remember the past, the police's judgment will not be wrong. It doesn't matter whether others believe you or not. The important thing is that you have confidence in yourself."

Gu Qingrang blinked, and instantly understood Lin Zhaozhi's meaning.

"You don't owe anyone. If you were the one who died in the first place, it's not necessarily who was charged with manslaughter."

Lu Qingrang's heart instantly became clearer.

Yes, what Lin Zhaozhi said is right, what is he hiding?

Or did she somehow accept the fact that she was a murderer?

Let everyone destroy themselves, let the three words of Lu Qingrang be permanently fixed on the pillar of shame in the entertainment industry?

Gu Qingrang took a deep breath, and straightened his back opposite Lin Zhaozhi, "Can you tell me more carefully about Huaxing Media?"

"A small company that has just been established for six years, and its most famous artist is Zhou Tong."

─A few years ago, she acted as the heroine of a sand sculpture web drama. She became popular for a while, but soon lost her reputation.

The entire company, in terms of strength, is naturally incomparable with Starbird Media.

"However, if there are too many porridges and few monks, you will always get some resources." Lin Zhaozhi frowned. "If you think there is a problem, you can wait for a while. I am still in contact with two other larger companies."

However, considering Gu Qingrang's current image, the difficulty of this is not small.

Lu Qingrang raised his head slowly, "No need, I will sign a contract with Huaxing as soon as possible."

"A Rang, when you return to the entertainment industry this time, you are destined to endure more storms than before. You..."

"It's okay, I'm mentally prepared."

Gu Qingrang smiled and nodded.

It couldn't be worse than three months ago, he was cursed by the whole network, and he fell down from the high position of actor in embarrassment.

After making an appointment with Lin Zhaozhi, Gu Qing let him go back to his rental house, and spent the whole afternoon quickly packing his luggage.

Looking at the empty room, Gu Qing sat cross-legged on the floor, his eyes slightly sore.

"Hopefully, this is my last wandering."

After buying a plane ticket and flying back to the original city, Gu Qingrang contacted Si Chen as soon as he got out of the airport, and told him about the termination of the contract.

Si Chen also knew that Gu Qingrang would have no future if he stayed in Xingniao, so he immediately brought the termination contract to Gu Qingrang.

"A Rang, I..."

Gu Qingrang wrote his name in a fluttering manner at the place where the contract was signed, "Brother Chen, you don't have to follow me to Huaxing anymore.

Space.Also, I won't be there for long. "

Si Chen couldn't help "giggling" in his heart, "You mean..."

Lu Qingrang smiled deeply, with sharp eyes, "In three years, I will come out and do it alone. At that time, I hope that I will hire you with a high salary."

Si Chen's eyes tightened a little bit.

He looked at Gu Qingrang who had disappeared in front of him for nearly three months, with clean hair and stern face, his whole body seemed to have been completely reborn, and when he thought of that stupid boy when he first met Gu Qingrang, he had mixed feelings for a moment.

How many hardships do you have to go through before you can gradually erase the original edges and corners, wrap yourself tightly, and become the cautious appearance you are now.

Si Chen's heart ached slightly.

"Okay, then I will wait for your letter of employment. We have agreed that in three years, you must return to the seat that belongs to you."

The contract with Huaxing went very smoothly. It was a five-year contract, and all the income was divided into [-]-[-]. Gu Qingrang could only get a very small part. Before he went to Huaxing, he found Xiaomi again. Red, until the signing is completed.

"Brother Gu, are you short of money?" Xiaomi took out a bank card, "I saved some here, can you use it?"

"I'm not short of money yet."

"You're already selling pancakes, why aren't you short of money?"

Lu Qingrang: "..." He really didn't want to tell Xiaomi that he made a lot of money selling pancakes, more than Xiaomi earned as an assistant in a month.

"Brother Gu, it's too overbearing for Hua Xing to sign this contract with you. It will be divided into [-] to [-]%. After deducting your usual expenses, there is not much left."

"It's okay, I didn't expect to make money in Huaxing."

Huaxing can only be regarded as a springboard for him today. Most importantly, he must return to the public eye as an actor Gu Qingrang, not a manslaughter Gu Qingrang.

Gu Qingrang is indeed not short of money. He doesn't have a lot of money, but he has no place to spend. The house is allocated by the company. It is a duplex apartment of [-] square meters. It is said that there are two [-]-line residents living in it.

Lu Qingrang carried his luggage and found a place to live. Once he entered, he was completely stunned.

How does this look like a home?

It's not an exaggeration to say it's a kennel.

The living room is full of colorful clothes, and the garbage in the trash can is overflowing.

"Is anyone here?"

Gu Qingrang called out.

He's new here, and he wants to get along with his new roommate in the future.

"Who?"

─The door of the bedroom on the second floor opened, and a young man with yellow hair came out. He was about 20 years old and looked like a dog. He still held a bag of Weilong hot pepper

─Seeing Gu Qingrang, it is not an exaggeration to say that the little yellow hair was so frightened that the spicy noodles fell off.

"Fuck, fuck! Guo Zijie, let me out!"

A man of similar age ran down from the second floor, with green hair dyed, he must be Guo Zijie.

Lu Qingrang raised his eyebrows calmly.

These days, some people really dyed this thing green.

Wonderful.

As expected, Huaxing is not a serious company.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment, Lu Qingrang stared at the two of them.

It's a weird combination, isn't it?

─A "murderer", a rascal, and a green.

Lu Qingrang just wants to sing a song now, come on, be happy.

I don't know how long it took, but in the end, it was Huang Mao who broke the silence, "What are you doing here?"

"I just signed with China Star, and I'm your roommate."

"Huh?" Huang Mao looked disgusted, "I don't want to be roommates with murderers."

The green hair quickly pulled the yellow hair aside.

"Keep your voice down, in case you offend him..."

Lu Qingrang suddenly grinned like a wolf cub, scaring the two little brats, "If you offend me, I will chop you up and make dumplings."

"Wow!"

Huang Mao rode on Green Mao's body in an instant, his eyes were red, "We... two... two against one, I'm not afraid of you!"

"you try?"

Lu Qingrang rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Huang Mao.

Huang Mao howled again, rushed into the bedroom, and closed the door "bang one by one".

Only the green hair is left messy in the wind.

It can be seen that Lu Mao is also very afraid of Gu Qingrang, but he obviously did not intend to provoke Gu Qingrang. After all, he and Gao Haoze are both poor, and there has been no notice for half a year, and they are going to drink the northwest wind when they move out.

Guo Zijie rubbed his hands together, "Brother Gu, can we live in peace?"

Gu Qingrang nodded, seeming to agree, "Clean up the living room, and the public areas will be cleaned according to schedule."

"Okay, okay." Guo Zijie nodded frequently, "Brother Gu, my name is Guo Zijie, you can call me Xiao Guo, I sing."

"Got it, little green."

Guo Zijie: "..."

After Gu Qingrang finished speaking, he went back to his room. The last bedroom on the first floor was not big, but it had its own balcony. Gu Qingrang simply tidied up the room, took out his mobile phone and contacted Xiao Ziye And the name of the road, and reported safety to them.

Finally, he contacted Feng Jin.

Feng Jin's phone rang for a long time before he was connected.

On the phone, Feng Jin's voice was panting, "Gu... Brother Gu? Ha... ha... Where have you been?"

As soon as Gu Qingrang heard it, his ears turned red, and he said hurriedly, "I'll call you later."

Feng Jin became anxious, "Brother, you misunderstood! I was climbing the stairs! The elevator in my apartment is broken! You...don't think too much about it."

In the corridor on the other side, Feng Jin slowly climbed the stairs with his mobile phone and a bag containing dinner in one hand.

Lu Qingrang felt relieved, "I thought you were in touch with that Lin Yan again."

Feng Jin's face turned pale, and his voice lowered, "I haven't been in touch with him for a long time."

Since the film festival that day, he has never seen Lin Yan again.

"You and Lin Yan..."

"Brother, the matter between me and Lin Yan is over, let's talk about your matter, where have you been for the past three months."

"It's hard to say, it's okay not to say."

Feng Jin went up the last step, took out the key, walked over to open the door, and asked, "Then do you still plan to return to the entertainment industry?"

"I called you today to talk to you about this, Feng Jin, I have something to ask you."

"What's up……"

Before Feng Jin finished speaking, a pitch-black figure, like a cheetah, suddenly pressed Feng Jin's shoulder and pressed him against the door panel

Before he could resist, lingering and hot kisses landed on Feng Jin's neck, dense and dense, like an electric shock.

Feng Jin snorted subconsciously.

Lin Yan.

Lu Qing made another meal over there.

"Are you still climbing the stairs?"

Feng Jin struggled twice, but was pressed hard on his shoulders, unable to move at all. He turned his head and glared at the man behind him in embarrassment, opened his mouth, and said silently, "Let me go."

Lin Yan's knee was between Feng Jin's legs.

Feng Jin clenched his teeth desperately, almost unable to stand still.

"Lin Yan?"

"Brother, I'm too tired to go upstairs and call. I'll call you back when I get home."

"also."

Gu Qingrang didn't have much doubt.

Feng Jin pinched the phone, and then said coldly, "Let go of me, Lin Yan."

Lin Yan played with Feng Jin's hair with his fingers, and his voice was stained with grievance, "Xiao Jin, why don't you come to me anymore?"