The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

Thanks to the existence of Guan Ju, Zhou Qingxian was able to buy effective time to deal with it.

Yan Shiqing carefully checked many details before signing the contract with Zhou Qing, and took the initiative to inform the other party of all the incidents involving Xiao Mu and Wang Liulin, just to prevent such a situation, so that the new team can prepare in advance.

Zhou Qing smacked his tongue and frowned after hearing this, because he didn't expect that they were all in the same boat, with wolves in front and tigers in back, and neither side was easy to deal with.

But he and Yan Shiqing belonged to the same breed, and there was no way to complain too much after the matter was over. He just leveled out the interests involved in these matters and made preparations immediately after signing the contract.

However, the content of the news that actually broke out was too different from the actual situation, and there was no statement from Xiao Mu himself during the whole process of releasing the hammer.

Yunzhao Entertainment followed Yan Shiqing's transfer records to investigate Xiao Mu, but he himself refused to come forward for some reason.

The people in the company had no choice but to take the second place. In order to expand all kinds of negative information, they deliberately found Jiguan and Hongmao who were still in prison.

It had been five years since they violated Xiao Mu, but there were still more than ten years of prison life waiting for them. At that time, the two had entered middle age, and it was difficult to even reintegrate into society.

At this time, Zhou Guangyun found them and said that he could provide them with protection for the rest of their lives, as long as they could tell everything they knew about Yan Shiqing.

The two scumbags were already resentful towards Yan Shiqing, thinking that he was the chief culprit who caused them to be imprisoned, and they almost added fuel to smear Yan Shiqing.

After this incident was processed by Yunzhao Entertainment, what was presented to the public became another sensational rumor:

Yan Shiqing's private life was in disorder. During high school, he went to third-rate places, entered a juvenile detention center, and often participated in group P incidents. He often compensated a certain amount of hush money after raping an underage omega, but he was not responsible for other things. instance.

In this whole incident, the only real things are the compensation and the juvenile detention center.

But being together is enough to confuse the public.

In an instant, there was a bloodbath on the Internet, and Yan Shiqing became an unforgivable social scum from a famous high-altitude flower.

Zhou Qing responded in a timely manner, threw out a few lawyer's letters, and wrote a statement in Yan Shiqing's tone with complicated and chaotic background, and immediately held a press conference.

That night, under pressure, Yan Shiqing sat down calmly in front of hundreds of cameras.

He didn't explain any more about his past, and only explained Xiao Mu's part with an unusually calm attitude.

Zhou Qing first collected a lot of materials, revealing his past in the form of documents, the proof of entering the protection center three times, the evidence of Wang Liulin's previous detention, and the record of remittances to Xiao Mu in the past five years.

Zhou Qing first knew how to hide neutral information in front of the public and sell it miserably, but he didn't let Yan Shiqing do this, he just asked him to answer honestly.

Yan Shiqing didn't intend to be deceived either, he denied those trumped-up charges, but jumped into the abyss himself, exposing his indifference to the world.

The press conference lasted for nearly four hours, and Yan Shiqing didn't stop answering repeated questions.

Just like in the interrogation room five years ago, the flashing lights are as dazzling as the trial, like being in a pale hell.

He didn't commit any crimes, but was grayed out on the moral plate.

Yan Shiqing took the initiative to reveal his dark side, allowing the public to see his unhealthy personality.

Netizens sighed and cursed. They only added him as the "Pride of Heaven" a month ago, and when they found out that things were going against their wishes, they cast him down to the ground.

Yan Shiqing fully accepted that he was the one who fell into the shackles five years ago, and he had already made preparations to deal with these consequences.

Fans of the collapsed house squatted in groups at the door of the press conference, and when they saw his figure, they rushed up to scold and beat him.

The bodyguards invited managed to make a way for him, but they couldn't resist the crazy fans, and the high-decibel insults penetrated the eardrums and penetrated into the brain.

When Yan Shiqing stepped into the car for the last time, rotten egg shells and rotten vegetable leaves were still on the hair on his shoulders.

Zhou Qing even predicted these in advance, and left a new set for him in the back seat.

Yan Shiqing dealt with it without changing his expression, and took a look at his phone during the period.

Some gossip revealed his mobile phone number, and there was a string of calls from strangers, mixed with messy text messages to scold him.

Yan Shiqing ignored everything, and only clicked on WeChat to find Qi Jiu.

There were a lot of missed calls from the other party in the chat interface, and Yan Shiqing missed them all, but it was surprisingly quiet during the press conference.

The most recent message was sent at the end of the press conference.

Qi Jiu asked him if he would be back tonight.

Yan Shiqing's fingers stopped on the screen.

He glanced at Zhou Qingxian from the rearview mirror of the car, and the tinnitus caused by the harsh scolding vibrating the air was still there, and the city street scene whizzed past the car window, which could not fall into his eyes.

Yan Shiqing was stunned for a short while, and when he finally figured out the answer and wanted to reply, the interface jumped to a new call.

Eleven-digit numbers are memorized.

Yan Shiqing remembered that this was Wang Liulin's number.

Five hours after the incident, Wang Liulin took the initiative to contact him, hid in the bathroom downstairs of the studio, and saw his nephew, whom he had not seen for a long time, from afar.

This uncle looked much more embarrassed than he did five years ago.

He has lost one eye, only five fingers are left on his hands, his hair is dirty in strands and sticks to his scalp, his face has some vicissitudes of life, and there is a hideous scar on his left cheek.

As soon as he saw Yan Shiqing appearing, he rushed out weeping and hugged Yan Shiqing's ankle tightly.

He didn't feel ashamed, and he wasn't afraid of adding fuel to the flames. Facing the long guns and short guns inside and out, he cried out that his fate was too bad, and his relatives also suffered.

Wang Liulin's cleverness is still there, and he doesn't take the initiative to expose Yan Shiqing's relationship, but he neither helps him block the gun, nor pushes him into the pit of fire. The next action mainly depends on Yan Shiqing's intentions.

The bodyguard had no choice but to temporarily carry him into the building to reduce confusion.

Wang Liulin didn't know if he couldn't walk anymore, or if he had kneeled more than stood in recent years, he crawled all the way to keep up with Yan Shiqing.

The tears on his face were still wet, and his face was smeared with snot, looking disgusting and pitiful.

He wanted to reach out and grab the hem of his nephew's clothes, but after being ruthlessly dodged, he naturally turned to pounding the ground.

All irrelevant people in the room were cleared out. Zhou Qing first brought bodyguards to guard the door, and then kept a reasonable position to prevent others from hearing these private contents.

"Xiao Qing—you don't know, you don't know how uncle got here these few years." He raised his head and choked up.

"You are so cruel, you actually left uncle to that scumbag!"

He cried to Yan Shiqing, saying that Sun Yong's atrocities in the past few years exaggerated the suffering he had suffered in these years.

One of his eyes was gouged out the night he was taken away five years ago, because he used this eye to glance at the customer number of Sun Yong Wanjinyou.

The next few years will be an endless process of repaying the money. The usury will increase. Sun Yong will come every six months to ask for money, and if not, he will take away part of Wang Liulin's body organs.

Therefore, what he lacks is not only the five fingers on his body.

This time Wang Liulin couldn't run away, Sun Yong spent a lot of effort to put eyeliner around him, as long as he ran away, he would be treated more seriously.

He would keep Wang Liulin awake, start peeling off the flesh, pour a can of chili water on it when he was unconscious, and grind it down to the bones bit by bit when his nerves were most sensitive and awake.

Sun Yong will take pictures of Wang Liulin's appearance, record the screams and play them back for him, and play them in a loop for one night.

When he was in a bad mood, he would smile strangely in front of Wang Liulin, chop up and boil these organs and force him to eat them.

When Wang Liulin was talking about this, his throat couldn't stop retching.

But he hadn't eaten in days, and only spit out a yellowish liquid that stained the marble floor a cloudy color.

Yan Shiqing's fingertips retracted invisibly.

He was indifferent on the face, but it would be a lie to say that there was no mood swing.

His skeletal muscles were trembling, he could feel his heart beating faster, and he couldn't even hold his breath.

——To a certain extent, Yan Shiqing knew how abnormal he was.

He can play many scripts well, including characters with a lot of empathy, and no one can help him feel soft when he sheds tears.

But once he leaves the role, his moral level and ability to deal with interpersonal relationships will only stick to the bottom line, only showing extreme coldness, sometimes even extreme and crazy.

So much so that in this situation, when facing such a miserable Wang Liulin, Yan Shiqing's heart surged up, rolling up to his fingertips, unexpectedly a little uncontrollable excitement.

Shouldn't this be something to be happy about, Yan Shiqing was even distracted thinking about it at this moment.

This is the long-awaited reincarnation of karma that so many people have longed to see, and how long it took for it to fall on Wang Liulin's body.

This is a self-inflicted crime, and you deserve it. You should take the blame and reap the consequences.

How can people not be excited about this kind of thing.

Wang Liulin took Yan Shiqing's silence as hesitation, and went forward tremblingly to grab him: "Xiao, Xiaoqing——uncle, I really know I was wrong."

"I've been to your company many times, but I've never seen you before. I was kicked out all the time." There was phlegm in his throat, and his voice was ugly, but he deliberately dragged his voice out to soften Yan Shiqing's heart.

"I know Xiaoqing is having a hard time for you too." He slammed on the floor and kowtowed heavily to Yan Shiqing, "Help me, help me—help me this time for the last time..."

"Uncle, please, I beg you, Xiao Qing, I really don't dare to—"

Yan Shiqing's eyes drooped, and he didn't move until he heard the last sentence.

He suppressed his burning desire, approached Wang Liulin, and accompanied him in the scene of a father's kindness and son's filial piety.

There was a greasy feeling on the palm of his hand, and Yan Shiqing controlled it very well. He didn't allow himself to press Wang Liulin's head and exert strength, but also gave the other party enough comfort.

He has enough acting skills, and with the gentlest voice and the most sincere expression, he asked his distant cousin: "What's wrong, uncle?"

"What happened to you, what Sun Yong did to you, you can tell me."

He approached Wang Liulin with a low voice, like a sycophant who tempted believers to commit crimes: "Uncle, it's okay, I'm by your side."

Once again, in reality, protection is always greater than judgment, and the plot of novels must not be substituted into reality

Comrade Xiaoyan will recognize this countless times in the future, and I am determined to let him know that I am completely wrong, and I am practicing personality correction boxing