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The TV at home was broadcasting the finals of "The King of Songs of the Times". Even through the screen, Xi Wen could feel Wu Zhizhi's powerful singing.

Zheng Qiaoen heard the voice coming out of the bedroom, just in time to hear the news that Wu Zhizhi won the championship, but she is not in the mood to pay attention to Wu Zhizhi's news now, after all, the news of her becoming the champion has already been posted on the Internet.

Hearing Zheng Qiaoen's footsteps, Xi Wen asked proudly, "What do you think of her singing?"

Zheng Qiaoen subconsciously replied to Xi Wen first.

She commented pertinently: "The voice condition is very good, and the singing skills are still in the stage of improvement. Generally speaking, it has great potential."

"I think so."

Xi Wen's eyes stayed on Wu Zhizhi's face on the screen, "The music scene is as silent as stagnant water, it's time to need such a newcomer..."

"Oh, let you interrupt my thoughts, this is not what I want to tell you."

Zheng Qiaoen was in a state of exasperation, and sat down next to Xi Wen, and buckled the laptop screen, Zheng Qiaoen looked terrified.

"Something happened!"

Zheng Qiaoen never joked in such a serious tone, Xi Wen sat up straighter unconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Xi Wen didn't understand what could happen to her working in the bedroom, unless there was something wrong with the entertainment industry.

"Which star has side news again?"

"No," Zheng Qiaoen shook his head with a serious face, "This time it's really a big deal."

At the end, she hurriedly turned on the computer and asked, "Haven't you been watching the live broadcast? Don't you open the barrage?"

As she said that, she had already turned on the computer, and sure enough, the barrage of the live broadcast was not opened at all.

Xi Wen said slowly, "Turn off the barrage to protect your IQ."

At this time, there is nothing to be seen when opening the barrage. It should be that the video site has cleaned up the keywords, and Zheng Qiaoen quickly opened the Weibo page.

"I haven't heard the news after being by the computer for so long, I'm powerless to complain to you."

"What exactly happened?" Xi Wen also sensed something was wrong and asked.

"Shen Tingchen," Zheng Qiaoen gritted his teeth and mentioned Shen Tingchen's name.

Xi Wen slightly raised his eyes to look at her side face, "He?"

"he died."

Zheng Qiaoen's voice was slightly ethereal, and said: "The news I just got is that he jumped off the roof of his agency ten minutes ago."

Xi Wen looked at his wife in disbelief, Shen Tingchen... He had appeared on the program "Singer of the Times" just now, why suddenly...

"I can't believe it either, but that's the truth... I found it!"

Leaving some screens open for Xi Wen to see, Zheng Qiaoen pointed all the way up to the No.1 Weibo trending search entry.

Shen Tingchen jumped off the building

!!!

Not only Xi Wen and Zheng Qiaoen, but at this time, everyone who owns a mobile phone, knows how to play Weibo, and focuses on events in the entertainment industry has seen this trending search.

At about [-]:[-] in the evening, the police in City A received a call to the police.

After the police learned that a suicide incident occurred near a certain brokerage company, they immediately sent people to investigate. Although the police dispatched the police in time, when they arrived, no one was there.

The blood splattered from the side of the deceased was horrifying, and the onlookers surrounded him in the distance, not daring to approach, and the police quickly set up a security line around them.

Before the forensic doctor came, the police tried to identify who the deceased was, but... his body was too fragmented, and when he jumped down, his head was facing the ground. Don't dare to approach.

Many people just took a close look, then turned their heads and vomited.

Jumping from the 33-story rooftop will only end in this way.

After the police searched the rooftop, they found the mobile phone left by the deceased before jumping off the building, and at the same time confirmed the identity of the deceased—artist Shen Tingchen.

I don't know which reporter caught this clue and immediately posted it on the Internet. At the same time, Shen Tingchen's Weibo, which is only visible to fans, was also posted as a screenshot.

Sadness is everywhere on the Internet.

Wu only learned about Shen Tingchen when he came off the stage holding the trophy and was running towards Li Jinming to hug her.

The moment she heard it just now, she thought she had heard it wrong.

After all, how could someone who was laughing and joking with himself about an hour ago, blaming himself for why he hadn't returned to lock her up until now, jump off the building?
Wu just couldn't accept it, she immediately went to call Shen Tingchen, and then realized that there was no contact information between them.

The outstretched hand paused in the air, and Wu only looked at Li Jinming in astonishment.

Li Jinming lowered his head with a pale face, and spoke slowly word by word.

"His agent doesn't know about the news he just got, but now..."

Li Jinming's voice seemed very soft and far away, but Wu could not hear clearly. The only thing she cared about was what happened to Shen Tingchen now.

Gu Yousi, Hebi, Guangying, and the three fans who came to the scene by lottery were waiting for Wu Zhizhi together.

At this moment, the staff at the scene and all the audience in the audience got their mobile phones. The 'Shen Tingchen' that is appearing frequently on the Internet and on TV has also affected everyone.

When he got the phone, Wu Zhi's first reaction was to follow Shen Tingchen's Weibo account.

After Li Jinming watched her pay attention, he reminded her to refresh the interface. Wu Zhi just obediently obeyed. After refreshing, the first thing he saw was Shen Tingchen's Weibo on the top, a long Weibo that was published only 10 minutes ago.

This Weibo is really long, so long that Wu's eyes are dazzled and wet, and he hasn't finished it yet.

Surrounded by Li Jinming, she returned to the car, and fell into a warm embrace as soon as she sat on it. Li Jinming looked at the stern-looking Gu Youpan, then turned and went to other cars.

Hebi and Guangying didn't know what happened, but it was obvious that Li Jinming was in a bad mood, and they consciously didn't speak.

And those three lucky fans were also arranged by Li Jinming to go home on their own.

Snowflakes began to fall outside again, but at this moment, Wu Zhizhi no longer had the mood to appreciate the snow.

She leaned against Gu Yousang's chest, and her eyes were still locked on Shen Tingchen's Weibo homepage.

She just remembered now that when she went to the preparation room today, Shen Tingchen was indeed writing something with her mobile phone. Could it be that he had already started writing this Weibo at that time?

However, at that time, he didn't look like someone who was about to die. He was clearly still smiling at himself, and praised himself for his promising future.

But in just a few hours, how come...

His eyes began to blur again, Wu just sniffed, and rubbed against Gu Youpan's arms by the way, Gu Youpan hugged her tightly silently.

Two black cars, one in front and one in the back, galloped in the snowy night, and the faces of the people in the car were illuminated by the light reflected from the mobile phone screen, either sad or emotional.

Wu only endured his sadness and turned on the phone again.

It was still the long Weibo, Wu just swiped his small hand and turned to the top, Gu Yousi lowered his head and accompanied her to watch the long Weibo.

Shen Tingchen wrote on Weibo:

Hello everyone, I am (singer) Shen Tingchen.

……

In fact, I don’t know what to edit. I’m not sure if someone really wants to read my Weibo news, so I set it to be visible only to fans.

Those who are familiar with me know that I was born as a singer, and the most prosperous and glorious period of my life was when I won the Golden Melody Award for Best Newcomer.

Since then, my road has become much wider and wider, and I have started to receive countless job announcements...

But now, I would rather not have received this award at the time. In that case, would I be able to live a different life and live a little more decently?
Yes, everything you read about me being adopted today is true.

I've kept it deep inside me before because I feel dirty, I feel sick, I dream about it in the middle of the night and I want to strangle myself.

But I have no choice, the agent forced me to do this, the company forced me to do this, all my refusal and resistance were useless, what awaited me was a tragedy that most people could not imagine, here I am I won't go into details one by one.

If there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three, but I am still lucky. Although it was miserable, I finally got out of the sea of ​​suffering, but what about those who were forced like me?What should they do?
I can't help them, I can't even help myself.

Only now, when I decided to leave, I have the courage to announce all this, I can't do it, I really can't bear it, so many dirty and despicable things make me sick to my stomach, I am not the first to be treated like this people, but I hope I am the last.

Orange Dream Economic Company, how do you feel about doing such a thing?

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There is one more thing I want to explain, Miss Wu Zhizhi, who has been rumored because of me a long time ago, I'm sorry!

The video about me and Ms. Wu Zhizhi downstairs in my community circulated on the Internet today is also true, but there is no communication between us. She and her manager just dropped by to send me home. I hope everyone will not misunderstand her again.

We are just doing business.

The next thing I want to say is to everyone who is still making music. Now that the atmosphere in the music world is getting more and more impetuous, there are very few people who can really stand their temper and make music, and more people are just enjoying the pursuit of fans. , I had hoped to be able to make money supporting my music.

Only later did I realize that my thoughts were out of my control.

There are very few people who can calm down and record albums. Just when I was about to give up my favorite music in my life, the "Singer of the Times" program team invited me, so I came to this competition. I want to see it. Among the newcomers Can you find someone who has potential and can calm down?

I am very happy that I have found this person. Not only does she have resilience, but today's game also allowed me to see more possibilities for her in the future.

I admire her for going through thousands of sails, and she can continue to keep the pure heart of concentrating on making music. At the same time, I am very envious of her.

She lives freely and unrestrainedly, but I can't.

It's so sad, I wish I could keep singing, but I haven't sung in a long time.

Finally, I would like to thank the "Singer of the Times" program group for inviting me, thank Miss Wu Zhizhi for singing with me, and thank the audience for their love of me.

Thank you everyone!

This is the end of Shen Tingchen's Weibo. He didn't reveal the meaning of suicide between the lines, but reading the whole article, every word, every sentence is a roar against the injustice of this world.

When he edited these words, what kind of mood should he be in? Wu just put himself in the situation and thought about it, and felt so distressed that it was hard to breathe.

Shen Tingchen, he is only in his 20s, and he has fallen into this field.