Eat this toad [Entertainment]

When Wan Jin called, Su Jinjiang was packing his luggage.The plane in the morning flies to a certain scenic area.

He originally wanted to follow the crew's bus, but he lived too far away, so Wei Tan said he would pick him up in a private car.Su Jinjiang didn't refuse, Wei Tan wouldn't pretend to be courteous to others.

As soon as the suitcase was closed, the phone rang.

Wan Jin didn't say much, but after explaining some precautions, he casually mentioned: "Oh, yes, it's normal for someone to spray you on the Internet, so just ignore it. After you get to the set, learn more from others. Study, ah."

Wan Jin said it easily, but Su Jinjiang knew that things must not be that simple, otherwise Wan Jin wouldn't need Tete to remind him before he left.I'm afraid Wan Jin was worried that he was inexperienced, so he would go online to pinch people on impulse and ruin his image.

Su Jinjiang said "Oh", and didn't ask more about it, "I won't mess around, Brother Wan, you should be busy."

Wan Jin was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, you and Wu Xin's schedule just happened to be the same, I'm really split | I'm at a loss for what to do. If I can't take care of it, buddy, take care of it."

Su Jinjiang smiled, "What are you talking about, we are with whom."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Tan's car also arrived downstairs.

Wei Tan saw Su Jinjiang pulling two suitcases, one big and one small, and frowned, "So little luggage?"

"Well, that's enough, it's not easy to bring too many." Su Jinjiang said.In fact, he also felt that he had too little luggage. This time he was not able to go home every day like he used to when he was filming. It is estimated that living in the deep mountains and old forests for ten and a half months is normal.But after all, he couldn't take up all the trunks of Weitan's car.

Wei Tan checked the time, pushed open the door of the back seat, "Get in the car."

The driver helped put the suitcase away, and Su Jinjiang and Wei Tan sat side by side in the back seat.Wei Tan puts on headphones to listen to music, Su Jinjiang takes out his mobile phone to surf the Internet, the two of them do not interfere with each other, and there is no need for awkward chats.

Su Jinjiang logged into his Weibo.He seldom uses online social platforms, and has not posted a few pieces of content since he registered his account.The latest one is the official Weibo "Jiugongge" that was forwarded a few days ago in order to cooperate with the publicity. He only wrote two words "Come on".

Just below this one, there are hundreds of comments.The few hot reviews at the top are all complaints. Su Jinjiang's previous works and ratings are listed in detail, and then commented in insulting terms.

The replies under these popular comments also have their own styles, which seem to be chaotic, but if you look carefully, you can find the pattern: these replies pave the way for each other, step by step, the focus of the topic is from Su Jinjiang's plays to Su Jinjiang himself, and finally to Su Jinjiang himself. A conclusion that seems to be a matter of course: an actor with such a low level can enter the crew of "Hongmeng", there must be shady scenes in it.An actor with a shady scene must have a problem with his character.

Such a logic of being black and black is not tenable in itself, but it makes very effective use of the characteristics of online public opinion: fast speed, short cycle, and no time for bystanders to think.

As long as the speeches of multiple people confirm each other, the effect of unanimity can be produced in a short time.Coupled with extreme incitement, an inference that actually lacks logic will be packaged as a seemingly convincing conclusion, which will then become a legitimate reason for personal attacks.

Taking a step back, even if it cannot be concluded, such a toss is enough to cause bad emotional experience for most people.

In such an era of rapid information change, the core of the troll's strategy is to sell anxiety in an extreme way.An event that can cause a storm of public opinion does not necessarily have to be big. As long as it arouses widespread anxiety, the person concerned will be placed on the cusp of the storm and bear mental pressure.

Su Jinjiang studied those comments one by one.The release time is very close, concentrated in the prime time of the Internet.Some accounts are newly registered, and some don't know whether they are marketing accounts, and most of the comments are extreme and extreme.

Su Jinjiang felt much more at ease now.Once something actually happens, it's no longer a concern, it's just a matter of thinking about countermeasures.

A hand stretched out from the side, covering the phone screen.Su Jinjiang turned his head and found Wei Tan looking at him.

"Don't worry, it's all here." Wei Tan's voice was cold, but there was a kind of gentleness, "They are targeting you at this time, just to put pressure on you. Don't be influenced by them."

"I know." Su Jinjiang smiled, and adjusted the atmosphere with a joking tone, "I have been used to being unlucky since I was a child, and I have long been humiliated."

Wei Tan also smiled slightly, "This is an opportunity, do it well."

Wei Tan spoke concisely, and Su Jinjiang could understand.

Wei Tan himself has experienced public opinion turmoil.At that time, he hadn't debuted for too long, but he had already shown the momentum of becoming popular.Someone couldn't hold back and created a black fan incident to punish him.A group of trolls pretend to be Wei Tan's fans and attack other artists everywhere.Then some people took some of Wei Tan's interview words out of context "technically" and turned them into misleading remarks, mixed with some unwarranted "black history", fanning the flames and creating a mess of smoke.

At that time, many people felt that Wei Tan was about to be killed.Even if it is not hidden by the snow, the subsequent development will be affected.

But Wei Tan resisted.

Later, when Wei Tan became more and more famous, everyone looked back and found that it was the black fan incident that made him. ——Of course this does not mean that Wei Tan planned that incident by himself.The intensity of that kind of slander is completely straightened to death.Even if Wei Tan wanted to hype himself up, it was impossible for him to kill himself.

What Wei Tan did, through that incident, was to build an unshakable fan base.Later in the entertainment circle, "sandalwood fan" almost became synonymous with "sensible fan", and even trolls and sunspots couldn't get up with him.

Su Jinjiang sometimes feels that Weitan is like a plant, silent but full of vitality.When he was a seed, others dug a hole to bury him.But he absorbed nourishment from the soil and grew into a lush tree.

At this moment, Su Jinjiang feels at ease in such a small space isolated from the outside world with such a person.

Wei Tan handed over an earphone, "It's still a while before we get to the airport, let's take a rest."

Su Jinjiang took it and stuffed it into his ear.The flowing piano music, with the volume turned down very low, sticks to the eardrums like cotton candy, very comfortable.I have never heard the song before, and the melody is simple and leisurely, as if sitting alone in the non-glare sunlight in the afternoon, picking up a string of wonderful notes with the fragrance of flowers, and pouring them into the coffee cup.

Wei Tan can play the piano.Could it be that he recorded these songs in his spare time?

Su Jinjiang glanced at Wei Tan again.He has closed his eyes again, like a sleeping white porcelain doll.The eyelashes are as long as a crow's feathers, and the shape of the lips is very beautiful.There is no sensual | desire, but it makes people want to knock him down gently.

In this world, there are some people who always live aggressively and use their existence to create pain for others.There are also some people who always keep quiet and only tell you when you are in trouble, it's nothing, even if it is, it's not too bad.

Su Jinjiang remembered that call—the one he received before he fell down the stairs.

What did Wei Tan want to say to him at that time?

However, nothing matters.He's here, he's there, that's enough.

After flying for several hours, I made several transfers.At dusk, a group of people entered the mountain.

With a crew and equipment, a long line of convoys marched on the Panshan Highway. It really felt like heading to the front line in a mighty way.

When he arrived at the hotel, he settled down after all the busy work. Su Jinjiang planned to take a shower and rest. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Wan Jin to report that he was safe.

"I'm here, all is well."

After sending this message, he went through the names in the address book from beginning to end again, feeling blocked for a while.There is no one else to message.

Every time he fills in the information, his "emergency contact" column is filled with ten thousand gold.There is no one else in this world who is willing to care about his life and death except Wan Jin.

He opened WeChat again, and there was a "family" group in it.But this group is purely for display.There are four members, himself, his father, his stepmother, and his younger brother.The other three people are all under the same roof and don't need to chat on WeChat at all.The only person who is not under that roof is Su Jinjiang himself.And he had nothing to say to them.

After hesitating for a while, Su Jinjiang clicked on the circle of friends of his stepmother Pan Yulan.It's not that he is particularly interested in this woman, but that his father and younger brother's circle of friends have blocked him, so he can't see anything.The reason why Pan Yulan didn't block him was very simple - her circle of friends only had one function, which was to show off.Since it's a show off, there's nothing wrong with having one more person watching.

In the latest Moments, Pan Yulan posted about the small garden behind the villa and the grill full of food.The text reads, "My own barbecue has an unusual flavor."

Su Jinjiang read through several gaudy photos one by one, threw away the phone and went to take out a cigarette in his pocket, but it was empty.Su Jinjiang took the door card and wallet and went downstairs.

It was already dark outside.He didn't want to go back after buying cigarettes, so he wandered alone to relax on the road in front of the hotel.

From tomorrow onwards, he and Wei Tan will not be able to see each other often. The scenes in Group A and Group B were filmed separately, except for a few rival scenes, he basically had no contact with the people in Group A.

It was dark and there was no one around.In the distance, the silhouette of the mountains rises and falls, like a world that can never be reached.Su Jinjiang took a puff of cigarette melancholy, and wanted to keep walking along this road to see where he would end up.

After walking not far, he saw a person in the shadow of the street lamp ahead.The man walked slowly, like strolling in a garden, walked for a while and then turned back.

Seeing the other person's face clearly, Su Jinjiang couldn't help laughing: "Are you coming for a walk too?"

Wei Tan also saw him and nodded, "I'm used to it."

"Am I bothering you? If I do, I'll go over there."

"It's okay." Wei Tan stretched out his hand, "Give me one."

Su Jinjiang waved his hand, threw the box to him, and handed him the lighter.As a result, the lighter was not windproof, and it failed to light after several strokes.Su Jinjiang leaned over with a cigarette in his mouth, shielded himself from the wind with his hands, and lit Wei Tan with his own cigarette butt.

The two are so close, this action is a bit ambiguous.

Su Jinjiang opened up a little.Both of them stopped talking and stood by the side of the road smoking silently.

Just looking at the sky like this, a line of lyrics flashed in Su Jinjiang's mind:

Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence / Whenever I get lost in the dark night / The brightest star in the night sky / Please guide me to you.