divorce?No talking! 【Entertainment】

A netizen asked in the comments who made you P the little genius who made you P.

The little genius in the P picture only said that the other party said that he is a star, because the other party is more famous than him now, so he wants to teach him a lesson.

With that said, netizens can be almost 100% sure that this person is Ye Xiuwen.

Originally, Ye Xiuwen was questioned by netizens during this period of time, but now that this matter has spread, his number of fans has plummeted.

Seeing Zhou Huai being scolded one after another on the Internet, Ye Xiuwen was very happy, but the slaps were too fast, and he watched helplessly as he was slapped.

"Oh shit!"

Ye Xiuwen picked up the tablet in his hand and threw it on the ground. In the end, he was so angry that he went up and stepped on it.

Xiao Liu on the side hurriedly persuaded, "Brother Ye, these are fake places, we can explain."

Ye Xiuwen pinched his waist with both hands, pointed at Xiao Liu and said, "Call that kid!"

"Brother Ye, what are you talking about...?"

Ye Xiuwen wished he could pick up the tablet on the ground and throw it on Xiao Liu's head, "That male publicist, damn it, actually set me up with that kid Zhou Jin!"

Xiao Liu didn't dare to delay, so he called Tang Hao quickly, but the phone showed that it was turned off.

While clutching the phone tightly, Xiao Liu said expectantly, "The phone...can't get through."

Ye Xiuwen grabbed the phone and tried to call it again, but it was still turned off.In a fit of anger, he wanted to throw away his phone, but Xiao Liu flew forward, hugged Ye Xiuwen's arm, and saved his phone by the way.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, don't worry, I'll go find that brat right now!"

Xiao Liu ran out, but was stopped by Ye Xiuwen, "Come back!"

Xiao Liu quickly withdrew his feet, waiting for Ye Xiuwen's instructions.

"It's useless to find him now, can I take the initiative to jump out and say that it's not the picture I let him P?!"

"Then what should I do?" Xiao Liu's brain flashed, "I'll find the person who posted on Weibo, the little genius with P pictures, as long as it can be proved that what he said is not Brother Ye, wouldn't it be easy to handle?"

Ye Xiuwen's face softened a little, and he took out a cigarette irritably, "Well, let's talk about that P first!"

How could Zhou Huai and Zhong Shaolin not know Ye Xiuwen's plan?Weibo breaking the news about the P-picture is like throwing a brick to attract jade. As long as netizens are given a direction, they will definitely dig up Ye Xiuwen's past.

Sure enough, soon someone turned Ye Xiuwen's past upside down.

Ye Xiuwen's shady role as Gu Jie's replacement in Chang'an Song, has an ambiguous relationship with Rong Yong, the boss of Jiawei Petrochemical, and uses various interpersonal relationships to find resources for himself, and now he is unclear with Xingchen's top management!

It's like when everyone pushes against the wall, if the first one comes forward to reveal his dirty business, there will be the second, and the third, and soon Ye Xiuwen's dirty past will be exposed to the public.

All of a sudden, Ye Xiuwen was ridiculed by the crowd, and those who could get rid of him immediately drew a line.Xingchen also directly terminated the contract with him.

Moreover, he was classified as an immoral artist by authoritative TV stations and could no longer set foot in the entertainment industry.

After two days and one night, the farce of this plot reversal gradually came to an end.

Afterwards, Wang Zhuo called Zhou Huai and asked the question in his heart, "Is it true that those two pictures were made by Ye Xiuwen?"

Zhou Huai sat on the sofa, with his soft waist slumped in a corner of the sofa, and smiled casually, "Brother Wang, it doesn't matter who made P's now, what do you think?"

Wang Zhuo on the other end clicked his tongue twice, "Yeah, it doesn't matter anymore, you are throwing bricks to attract jade, and you want everyone to focus on those real things."

Zhou Huai hummed, "If you do too much unrighteousness, you will die yourself."

"Brother Wang, find me a script." Zhou Huai didn't want to mention Ye Xiuwen. He found this result by himself, and he didn't have the heart to put it on him. "I want to hone my acting skills."

"Okay," Wang Zhuo agreed happily, "By the way, I heard that the avatar will be turned on tomorrow. Hey, the role of Fan Zhendong is almost yours."

"What is mine is mine after all, and what is not mine is not mine after all." Zhou Huai pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed quietly, "I have nothing to do with Fan Zhendong."

"Don't be discouraged, Brother Wang will find you a better one."

Zhou Huai: "..."

Obviously looking for a script, Wang Zhuo made it sound like he was looking for a partner.

At noon the next day, Zhou Huai wore an apron and was cleaning fish scales in the kitchen sink. The TV in the living room was broadcasting news. Zhou Huai occasionally listened to it, and suddenly he heard the host broadcast a serious news——

At 28:[-] this morning, a serious car accident occurred at the intersection of Lingjiang Road and Songshan Road. One of the car owners was seriously injured. An ambulance rushed to the scene. The situation at the scene was dire. The cause of the accident is under further investigation by the police...

At this time, Zhou Huai was holding the fish in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the screen on the TV. Suddenly, his hand let go, and the fish slipped from his hand and hit the pool, where it was splashed by the splashing water. him, but he didn't notice it.

A few strides came to the TV, Zhou Huai stared closely at the deformed dark gray Mercedes-Benz on the TV, only the last two numbers, 58, could be seen on the flattened license plate.

This is Yan Borong's car.

The camera flashed by, and the host continued to broadcast the next news.

Zhou Huai turned around, picked up the mobile phone on the low table, and called Zhong Shaolin.

"I saw a piece of news just now, someone had a car accident, and that car was Yan Borong..."

Zhong Shaolin at the other end interrupted him, "It's Yan Borong, he was going to attend the opening ceremony this morning, and got into a car accident on the way."

Zhou Huai felt unbelievable for a moment, barely digested the news, and asked, "How is he now?"

"I'm in the hospital right now." Zhong Shaolin sighed a long time, "I'm trying to rescue him now, so the situation is not optimistic."

The two were silent for a while, Zhong Shaolin lowered his voice, "I will inform you if something happens."

Zhou Huai hung up the phone in a daze.His phone rang at two o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhou Huai quickly picked it up, and Zhong Shaolin on the other end said in a low voice, "The rescue failed, Yan Borong left."

Zhou Huai blurted out, "Now that medical technology is so advanced, why can't we save him?!"

"His injury is so serious that the doctors have done their best."

Zhou Huai let go of his hand, and the phone fell heavily to the ground.

As Yan Borong's owner, Sheng Rui posted an obituary on Weibo, and soon the news became popular. Yan Borong is low-key and modest, and many celebrities who have dealt with him are mourning him.

Zhou Huai didn't have time to post on Weibo at this moment, but was busy dealing with Yan Borong's funeral in Zhong Shaolin's office.

"His parents left early, and he has no relatives at home." Yan Borong's manager Fang Shi sat on the sofa with an indescribably tired expression, and whispered, "He invested all the money he earned these years He gave them to the orphanage in the county, and some time ago he joked that if he died young, he would invest all his money, hey..."

The afternoon sun came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shone on the cold and hard floor tiles. Zhou Huai unconsciously stared at the black pattern under his feet, feeling so unreal.

People can be very strong, but they can also be very fragile. A good person just lies on the ground without a sound.

There was a kind of oppressive dullness in the office. After a while, Zhong Shaolin said, "Since he has no relatives, let Sheng Rui handle the funeral. Fang Shi, I will trouble you for the rest."

"President, this is what I should do." Fang Shi stood up, "To be honest, Yan Borong is really a worry-free entertainer. I don't worry much about being self-disciplined and motivated. The last journey has to be up to me. Come see him off."

Zhou Huai also stood up at this moment, "Brother Fang, let me go with you."

As Zhou Huai talked, Fang Shi was a little surprised. He looked at Zhou Huai's clear eyes and sighed: "There are so many artists in our company, and there is no one who does it yourself like you. Well, help me send it to you." Give him a ride so he won't be alone on the road."

……

Yan Borong's funeral was held grandly and solemnly. On the white tombstone, Yan Borong's eyebrows were stretched, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Zhou Huai and Fang Shi were all dressed in black, receiving people who came to express their condolences .

Yan Borong's fans set off a large-scale memorial service on the Internet. Although they didn't say anything, they all wanted to see who would come to mourn their idol.

Out of various considerations, many celebrities who had crossed paths with Yan Borong showed up at the cemetery one after another, holding flowers to see him off for the last time.

Zhou Huai bent down slightly, thanking Yan Borong for coming.

From afar, Zhou Huai saw Lin Likun walking over wearing sunglasses and holding a bouquet of dripping lilies.

Before his death, Yan Borong had an emotional relationship with the person in front of him, now that he is gone, no amount of scruples will disappear.

Lin Likun bent down slightly, and placed the lily in his hand in front of Yan Borong's tombstone. He was wearing sunglasses from the beginning to the end, and had no intention of taking them off.

The moment he turned around, Zhou Huai saw the red corners of his eyes.

No matter what this man thinks about Yan Borong, in short, he can come today and even cry for him. Yan Borong knows the secret and should feel comforted.

Early this morning, the temperature was extremely low, and the entire sky could not see the shadow of the sun, only a piece of darkness. The cold north wind rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, as if a heavy snow was coming.

Suddenly, Zhou Huai saw a slender figure not far away, it was a very young looking man, wearing a cheap black jacket, the lower part of his body was a pair of washed white jeans, and a certain amount of hair was buttoned on his head. Black baseball cap.

The black hair under the brim of the hat covered a little of the eyebrows and eyes, but the bright facial features were still eye-catching, especially the eyes, which made people unforgettable.

When Zhou Huai looked over, the man turned his head hastily, and walked hastily as if he was afraid that he would notice something.

Zhou Huai searched for news about this man in his mind, but found nothing. When he looked over again, the slender figure had disappeared behind the pine tree.

[The author has something to say: Yan Borong: I'm sorry, I've timed through~

The last man who appeared was the man put on by our movie star soul. The name has already been thought of. The movie king wears a coquettish green tea. I guess the editor will not agree. The name is really a headache~

This should be over soon~]