Love Variety: Villain! But he is entangled by the iceberg actress

Lin Chuan just walked out of the crew and met several fans who asked for a photo.

The girls walked away, but their voices still floated to his ears.

"So handsome."

"Good acting skills, good personality, really a fan!"

"He just smiled at me, did you see it... 555"

Lin Chuan's mouth curved silently with a smile.

Being a star has such an advantage, he doesn't have to do anything, there are so many fans who are committed to him, wandering around various platforms just for his future, he only needs to say a word, they believe it completely.

Fans, it is really the most beautiful word in the world.

Back to the crew, Lin Chuan continued to film. Although he was a newcomer and it was his first drama, no one in the crew dared to bully him.

Because he is the artist that Shen Yan is now promoting.

Even the heroine of the crew, Yu Jingjing, was very polite to her junior brother. Of course, other actors who looked at people would respect this newcomer for various purposes.

Lin Chuan was in high spirits.

Several movie scripts were handed to him, and endorsement advertisements came one after another. Everything was going according to Batian's plan.

But this was just the beginning. After the show was broadcast, it was the peak of his career.

Except for one thing - Jin Boli.

After leaving the hotel that day, Jin Boli never contacted him again.

But Lin Chuan didn't think too much. If Jin Boli came to him, he would marry her under the pretext of being responsible.

If Jin Boli didn't come, he wouldn't come to her out of self-love.

Lin Chuan thought about it and thought he had made perfect preparations and plans, but man's plans are not as good as God's plans.

One night half a month later, the crew filmed a night scene. This was a big scene. After the filming, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Director Chi, who always had a cold face, also smiled at Lin Chuan.

In this scene, Lin Chuan's performance was particularly amazing.

Lin Chuan refused Yu Jingjing's offer to send him back to the hotel, "Senior sister, you go back first, I have another scene I want to discuss with Director Chi."

Yu Jingjing smiled at him and said, "Okay, don't get tired, see you tomorrow."

The RV gradually went away in the heavy rain, and Lin Chuan returned to the crew and discussed it with Director Chi.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when he left the film and television city.

The heavy rain was still not stopping. Two car lights were lit on the road in the distance, and it seemed that the taxi Lin Chuan called was coming.

He took two steps forward, stood in the light, and waved to the taxi.

The vehicle drove closer and closer and stopped. It was not a taxi, but an unlicensed white van.

The door of the van opened, and two tall men with big shoulders and waists got out. Before Lin Chuan could react, a black shadow attacked him and hit him on the head with a stick.

The pain was so severe that he lost consciousness and fell in the heavy rain.

At night, in a dark alley, Lin Chuan was dragged out of the car and thrown next to a trash can.

The damp water vapor mixed with the stench, Lin Chuan finally woke up, the raindrops blurred his vision, and his whole body was frozen as if numb.

But the pain in his head was so strong that Lin Chuan hugged his head with both hands and groaned in pain.

A pair of pointed high-heeled black leather boots appeared in his field of vision.

Lin Chuan stretched out his hand, but he couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly, and he didn't know who the woman in front of him was. He just wanted to rely on instinct to ask for help.

The woman squatted down, and a black umbrella held by a big hand was also held above her.

The indifferent face looked at him indifferently, who else could it be but Jin Boli.

"I thought about it for a long time and finally figured it out. Why did I appear there... Who else could it be except what you did?"

A very light sentence, as if a mountain was pressing down on Lin Chuan's chest, he finally knew.

During this time, Jin Boli was not thinking about whether to marry him, but thinking about how to retaliate against him!

Lin Chuan's eyes widened, his eyes were bloodshot.

He wanted to explain that he knew nothing and that it must have been Xie Jin who did it.

But he felt severe pain all over his body, and his throat seemed to be blocked, so he couldn't say a word.

The double blow of fear and pain made him want to beg for mercy, and never think about revenge again, and never think about Shen Bingyue again!

"Wait--"

"Break his legs."

Jin Boli's voice had just fallen.

A pale lightning flashed across the dark sky, illuminating Lin Chuan's pale and horrified face in the alley.

*

The news that Lin Chuan, a new star in the entertainment industry, had his legs broken and was thrown in the alley to be rained all night soon spread across the Internet.

When Lin Chuan was found, it was already a night later.

In the early morning, when the cleaner came to take out the garbage, he found a half-dead young man curled up in the corner next to him, with blood all over his lower body.

He quickly called the police.

The patient was rushed to the hospital and the operation was immediately started.The agent also rushed to the hospital. After several hours of emergency treatment, his life was saved, but...

"His legs cannot be saved and need to be amputated."

When the doctor came out and told the agent this, the agent's sky was about to fall.

But if the leg is not amputated, even his life cannot be saved.

Lin Chuan has no relatives, so the agent had to sign with a bitter face.

I thought this kid would be another rising star in the night sky of the entertainment industry.

Unexpectedly, it was just a firework, and it disappeared in a flash before it really set foot on the star journey.

The agent leaned against the wall and sighed, then told the company about the matter.

At this point, Lin Chuan can no longer be an artist, and the endorsement scripts under his hands have to be handed over.

Overnight, Lin Chuan lost all endorsements, including filming opportunities, and even the scheduled hit drama that was being filmed could not continue to complete the next filming.

Netizens all over the Internet were very sad. Who did a young actor offend to be killed like this?

But there were no cameras in the alley that day, no witnesses around, and even the evidence was washed away by a heavy rain last night.

Lin Chuan has been lying in the hospital for three days and has not woken up yet.

During these three days, netizens and fans have gone from being indignant at the beginning and vowing to find the murderer for him to now being calm. Except for a few die-hard fans who still mention this matter in the major hot comment areas, the rest of the people seem to have forgotten about it.

After all, there are too many news reports every day. We are all ordinary people. What can we do even if we feel distressed?

When Xie Jin learned the news, he was dubbing for a new drama that will be released next year and doing some final preparations.

It was Shen Bingyue who told him about this. Xie Jin took off his headphones, without frowning, and sighed faintly, as if he was regretting.

"Who is it? How could he kill someone so badly?"

"If there is any grudge, it's fine to just beat him up. Why do you have to kill a good person?"

Shen Bingyue's eyes were filled with a hint of sadness, not because of Lin Chuan, but because this matter was indeed very bad and the perpetrator had not been found yet.

"Don't be too sad." She came over, hugged him and comforted him: "I believe the perpetrator will be found."

Xie Jin lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, thinking.

Why should I be sad? If I hadn't considered that you were here, I would have laughed out loud.

But knowing his wife's personality, Xie Jin had to continue sighing: "It's a pity, it's such a pity. Who is the person behind this? I hope the police can find him soon and give him justice."

Jiao Jiao finally couldn't help it and broke his hypocritical sentimentality: [Who else could it be? Jin Boli, the guy who asked knowingly. ]

Speaking of which, isn't the culprit standing here?