Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

An Ran finally understood that the jury and the five people voting were all Bullshit!From the beginning to the end, they just want to break themselves down. The previous links are meaningless decorations. Only the appearance of this young man is the real killer.

Since that boy appeared, An Ran has never spoken again.

The world seems to have turned into an empty corridor, it seems that everyone is gone, only the boy's cry echoes there.He heard the teenager talk about the details of how he abducted him, how he said how he was violent to him while drunk, and he even took out the photos taken during the injury examination, including the cracked hole.

An Ran never knew that he was worthy of being spared no effort to knock him down.

The boy kept crying, tears poured out like a broken faucet, his whole face seemed to be soaked in tears, his eyes were swollen like walnuts, the tip of his nose was red, and he choked so hard in the end I can't speak clearly.

The audience looked like An Ran didn't want to watch anymore.

I have to say that the planning of this episode of the show is indeed very clever. They know how to use one climax after another to control the emotions of the audience. If they want to see the truth, they present the evidence in front of the public. If they want to see blood, they show it to them. real blood.

The juvenile is undoubtedly the most favorable evidence, the most hurtful blood... Although An Ran has worked very hard before, but in the face of such a child crying, facing his sensational details, no matter what the truth is. They have chosen to stand on the side of the children.

Xiao Xiaowai kept comforting the young man, his voice was as soft as that of a big brother next door, he patted his back lightly with his hands, but his eye circles were red when facing the camera, "This is our last link, But now it has come to an end in the tears of a young man. As I said, this is just a simulated trial seat, and the real court has already settled the matter. We can't judge the truth. We can only ask you to carefully consider it. , cast that last vote...An Ran, is there anything else you want to say?"

In the silence, someone chuckled.

An Ran pushed aside the sofa and stood up, walking to the young man step by step, with Zhuo Ran who was not damaged at all under such embarrassing circumstances.

Not knowing what he was going to do, the young man shrank back nervously, but he stiffened his head and froze, holding his head up to meet the man's gaze.

An Ran looked at him quietly for a while, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.He knelt down in front of him, reached out and touched the boy's face, his dry palm pressed against the tender skin, warm and reassuring.

"sorry."

The scene was quiet for a moment, and suddenly it became noisy.

Apologizing in person means that he has admitted his crime... Mo Bajue frowned and wanted to speak out, but stopped.

Because An Ran sighed softly, with tired eyes in his warm eyes, he said calmly, "I don't know why you insisted that that person is me, maybe I did something that hurt you in the past, for this I apologize to you... ...but whatever happened to you, it wasn't me."

"You..." The young man opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but was suddenly covered by the man's hand.

An Ran turned to the camera and smiled wryly, "Regardless of the facts, I am grateful for what Bajue just said..." He said, and suddenly laughed, still beautiful and seductive, but with a little bit of depression, "Homosexuality is not Sin, I am safe, not to be taken for granted as a prisoner."

On that day, every viewer in this country, even the TV on the side of the road, reflected An Ran's painful smile.

It is like a sketch in winter, exquisite and deserted, and bustling pedestrians also stop for it.

That episode of "HRS" has become a classic interview program that has been talked about in the entertainment circle for many years. Nearly 1000 million viewers across the country watched that program, and more than 76 million voters voted. Among them, An Ran was considered guilty. [-]% of them.

In other words... An Ran is over.

Some people have said that a person's glory does not lie in whether he fails or not, but in rising again after failure. It is not easy to stand up. However, after experiencing the sadness of being abandoned by the world, it is even more difficult to erase that memory.

Can't imagine smiling again at the world because they'll always be cold to you.

Growing up in adversity, wantonly enjoying the status that people have piled up for themselves, never received the slightest grievance, but has no self-confidence in his bones.

Knowing that he is nothing and has nothing, he keeps posing arrogantly, for fear of showing a little sad look.

Because I can’t get love, I deliberately do some excessive things; because I’m clumsy, I’m so obnoxious even to attract attention; because I’m ashamed, even if I care, I seem so arrogant…but because of this, it becomes even more annoying.

It was embarrassing, embarrassing, and ashamed as never before.

want to disappear.

Coming out of the TV station, no one dared to look at An Ran's face, those who planned this matter, and those who were powerless to help him.Mo Bajue followed him silently all the time, but he couldn't even touch his lapel with his hand.

A large number of reporters were waiting outside the TV station. An Ran went straight down to the parking lot. Shen Cheng's car was parked there with the window wide open. smoke.

An Ran rubbed his eyes and laughed, "I've been waiting for a long time."

Shen Cheng pursed his lips, and said with a complex expression, "An Ran, it's fine, nothing happened."

"Yeah." An Ran sneezed, with too much force, his eyes were a little red, "What can happen."

Shen Cheng laughed, "It will always pass. It was so difficult when you first debuted, so I have settled it?"

"It might be even worse than then," An Ran's throat tightened a bit, "much worse."

Another cigarette was stamped out, "Don't forget, I am omnipotent."

An Ran lowered his head, put his hand on the car window, and said in a hoarse voice, "But you said that if one day I am no longer a master, you will not follow me again."

"You are a great god." Shen Cheng stretched out his hand out of the car window and patted him, "There can only be one great god in this circle, except for you, I would rather leave this position empty."

An Ran raised his head, pursed his lips and raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a sad or happy expression, and whispered, "Thank you."

"Why are you being polite." Shen Cheng sighed, looked behind him, and said with a smile, "By the way, your home address has also been exposed, so don't go back anytime soon, find another place to live."

"What?! Sting..." An Ran jumped up suddenly, and just about to scold, he was forced to change his words by some kind of coercive momentum, "SHIT! You want me to stay in a hotel again?"

"Or do you want to settle down?" Shen Cheng jokingly smiled, and nodded towards Mo Bajue behind him, "I still have something to do, An Ran will trouble you."

Mo Bajue let out a "hmm", Shen Cheng waved his hand and drove away.

An Ran's drag racing skills are also very good. Mo Bajue fell into deep thought when he got in the car, but his thoughts only turned around for a few rounds before he heard An Ran angrily say beside him, "Here we are, get off."

Mo Bajue came back to his senses after arriving here, looked at the scenery outside the car window, and frowned, "Where is this?"

An Ran was taken aback by his question, subconsciously looked out of the car window, and said after confirming that it was correct, "This is your apartment, right?"

Mo Bajue rubbed the center of his brows, opened the car door and stepped out with one leg, then suddenly retracted, "What are you doing?"

"Ah?" An Ran was taken aback, "I'm waiting for you to get out of the car."

"...You get out of the car too."

When An Ran came back to his senses, he was already standing outside the door of Mo Bajue's small apartment, and the idiot was taking out the key to open the door.

The NPC treats the entertainers pretty well, the floor of the apartment corridor is also waxed like golden light, An Ran's eyes hurt from being stabbed, look left, right, up and down, only the lights are a little darker-_-

The door opened, and a gloomy cold wind rushed in, breaking An Ran's imagination.

Mo Bajue turned his body sideways to let him go in first, followed by himself, and turned on the chandelier in the living room.

Roughly painted walls, poor-quality tiled floors, and a small room of fifty square meters looked cramped.

"Damn it, people can live in this kind of place?" An Ran was dumbfounded, "You can only see people outside, what's the difference between the inside and the warehouse? I know that NPC's things are strong on the outside, beautiful on the surface but rotten on the inside. The apartment is also such a ghost."

Mo Bajue said lightly, "The outside was also funded by other people for decoration."

... So, even the outsiders are not considered strong, and the surface is eroded.

An Ran rolled his eyes, wandered around freshly, suddenly remembered the dormitory in college, turned his head and asked, "Hey, don't you have cockroaches here?"

Mo Bajue nodded and said, "No."

An Ran heaved a sigh of relief, he was most afraid of those disgusting Bara things...

"The cockroaches were eaten by the mice."

"..."