As soon as Zhao Zhixuan's scandal came out, it seemed to ignite a fuse. Some opponents went out and began to expose her other black materials, which were far less fatal than that ten-second animation.

After the negative news about Zhao Zhixuan was exposed, netizens who had been talking to her before turned against her and returned the online violence that had been exerted on Meng Wanyan. The fans who said they would continue to accompany Zhao Zhixuan did not dare to speak. As soon as they spoke, they would become the target of public criticism.

After all, the XD incident is proof of being a mountain, and it is a stain that an artist can never erase. Although fans like her, their minimum values ​​of justice are still there. If they support an XD artist, who will pay the lives of those drug-killing police who sacrificed?

The situation of condemning Zhao Zhixuan online is getting worse and worse. The other party is coming in a fierce manner. The information made Zhao Zhixuan and her team have no power to fight back. A video, plus a ten-second dynamic picture, each of them firmly nailed her to the pillar of shame. The agency was not aware of her XD. After the Weibo exposure, Zhao Zhixuan's agency directly issued a termination statement.

In just half a day, there were constant hot topics on Weibo, and netizens were overwhelmed with the storm. Finally, #XD artist got out of the entertainment industry# was the end of the storm.

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Meng Wanyan stayed in the company for an afternoon and was already a little late when she returned to her residence. After the clarification video was posted, she ignored the online comments. It was no need to guess that those netizens who scolded her must now have a face full of indignation to go online violence Zhao Zhixuan.

After three years of being in the entertainment industry, she has seen so many such tricks. Everyone pushed them. Zhao Zhixuan's future path is destined not to be easy.

In the evening, Meng Wanyan stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and her whole body was soaked in the warm water. She sank herself into the bottom of the water until she could hardly breathe. Then she let out a "slam" and came out of the water. Water was in her eyes, with a sour pain.

In the past, she liked to hold her breath in the bathtub the most because Lu Yanqing always said that she had poor lung capacity and could breathe for a long time after a kiss. Later, she was not convinced, so she held her breath in the water every time she took a shower. After that, every time she kissed him deeply, she hung on him like a koala and asked him if she had made any progress.

Lu Yanqing initially curled her lips and said nothing. Her ink-like pupils were clean and gentle, and her thin thin lips were filled with ambiguous water. She chased and asked again. The result was that Wanyan was pressed and kissed, which made her legs weak and her lips numb. She was as cowardly as a quail and she never dared to compete with him again.

Recalling the past, Meng Wanyan quietly sank in the water, her body's blood seemed to be drained, and her heart quietly hit her chest.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the ceiling above her head in a daze. Lu Yanqing's shadow flashed over and over again in her mind. After a long time, the light and shadow were mottled and dizzy.

It was not until the water in the bathtub was cold and she shivered with coldness that she touched the towel beside her and wrapped it out of the bathroom.

She has always been lazy and doesn't like to blow her hair. She just put on a towel and sank comfortably into the soft mattress.

The phone vibrated a little at this time, and 10 missed calls were displayed on it.

Xiaoxuan, Meng’s mother, the eldest and second masters of the Meng family, and one of Bai Jingning’s.

Wanyan lowered her eyes and swept down her eyes. She saw a line of unfamiliar call numbers, just half an hour ago.

Her private mobile phone number has always been kept confidential, only those close to her know.

Wanyan replied to everyone's WeChat one by one, and finally slid to the call record, staring at the string of strange numbers in a daze.

I don’t know if it’s a problem with the phone, and the location is not even displayed.

Could it be her father Meng Qingyi?

Wanyan shook her head on her own. Her father became stubborn and better than her. How could she call her on her own initiative?

Several possibilities emerged in her mind, but she just didn't want to call back and ask who it was. After a few seconds of hesitation, Wanyan was about to throw away her phone and change her pajamas.

The string of strange numbers came again, and the number was located below the number: City C.

It is the city area filmed by "Nanluo".

Wanyan was stunned for a moment, now she knew who called her.

The phone kept vibrating, and she held it tightly, feeling it was hot. After hesitating, she pressed the red button to hang up.

She and Lu Yanqing have broken up.

What is he doing?

Could it be that you still want to rekindle your old love with her?

Meng Wanyan felt that her breathing was not smooth, so she simply got up from the bed and stared at her phone with a serious face, thinking to herself that if he dared to call, she would definitely pick it up and curse.

She bit her lips and frowned, as if she was ready to curse, but the phone in front of her was not moving for a long time.

After waiting for a few minutes, Meng Wanyan's heart slowly fell back to its original place, and she couldn't tell whether it was relaxed or lost.

The next second, the screen lights up and the number appears again.

This time, she answered almost instantly, but the moment she connected her words, she was silent as if someone had pressed the mute button.

It was quiet around, the late summer breeze was cool and comfortable, the curtains were floating gently, and the gentle moonlight fell all over the ground. Meng Wanyan held the phone tightly with one hand and the other hand tightened a corner of the quilt, as if she was about to pull out a hole.

Neither of them spoke, and fell into a tacit and awkward silence.

Meng Wan Yanzai listened carefully, and the sound of drizzling rain came from the other end of the phone, and the man's heavy and steady breathing sound was sandwiched in it.

I don't know where he was calling, but it sounded like he was outdoors.

Lu Yanqing didn't speak, and Meng Wanyan was even more determined not to take the initiative, as if she was betting on how long he could last.

The two of them had a long stalemate. Meng Wanyan simply threw her phone on the pillow and turned on the hands-free. The screen showed that the call time had been ten minutes. She was too lazy to wait any longer, so she took off her bath towel and changed into her pajamas, sat in front of the dressing table, and started skin care.

For a time, she lived a very decadent life and had poor skin condition. Later, she realized that even if she was unhappy, she could not let down her face. So she thought that a large part of the reason why she quit smoking and drinking was that she didn't want to become old and ugly.

40 minutes later, Wanyan ended up going to bed after skin care. The silent phone call was so long that she thought the other party had hung up long ago, but it didn't.

She crawled into the quilt, stopped her fingertips on the red keys, hesitated for a few seconds, but she finally didn't hang up.

Let him.

Since he had no choice but to call him, why should she ask again?

His hair was almost dry, Wanyan buried her head in the pillow, and her cell phone was placed next to her.

She was actually still waiting in her subconscious mind, but she had been waiting for too long, so long that she fell asleep in a daze, and Lu Yanqing didn't even speak.

The last night was a good dream, and the wind was calm.

—

The next day, when Wanyan woke up, it was already midnight. This was the first time she had woken up so late in recent years. If she hadn't been woken up by Xiaoxuan's phone call, she would have continued to sleep.

When the phone was connected, Wanyan rubbed her sleepy eyes, her mind was a little confused. Facing the warm morning light, Xiaoxuan heard Xiaoxuan say to her: "Sister Wanyan, Zhao Zhixuan has quit the entertainment industry."

Xiaoxuan called her last night and wanted to tell her about this, but Wanyan's phone was always busy and could not be reached.

Yesterday's series of situations made Zhao Zhixuan the target of public criticism overnight. Under pressure, she did not mention the video and XD incidents at all, but deleted all the Weibo updates, leaving only a statement of withdrawal from the circle.

In fact, even if she didn't post that Weibo, someone would block all her resources first. Zhao Zhixuan took the initiative to withdraw from the circle just to keep her last look.

Wanyan yawned and opened the curtains "stop" to let the sunlight come in and shine on her.

It's really been a long time since I've had a good night's sleep.

Xiaoxuan: "Wanyan, Director Liu said that the crew has suspended work recently, and Zhao Zhixuan's character is going to be recast. You can take advantage of this time to have a good rest at home."

The sunlight outside the window penetrated through the gaps between his fingers, and the halo was dazzling. Wanyan turned around and said, "I understand."

Xiaoxuan said hurriedly again: "Sister Wanyan, I couldn't contact you last night and this morning. It's always busy. Is your phone broken?"

Xiaoxuan's words reminded Meng Wanyan. She looked slightly stunned and immediately opened the call record. The last night was ten hours of talking to the strange numbers.

Meng Wanyan lowered her eyes and reached out to touch the jasmine floating in the wind on the balcony. The fragrance was light. She paused her fingertips and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoxuan, did you give me my mobile phone number?"

“…”

Xiaoxuan was stunned for a moment. Although she knew she would definitely be discovered, it was too fast!

She pursed her lips and stuttered: "It's Lu, the scumbag asked me what I wanted. I just think he likes you. And you had such a good relationship before, maybe you will make up in the future..."

This time she was her own decision. Xiaoxuan frowned and became less confident when she spoke. At this time, she was like a primary school student who had made a mistake, waiting silently for scolding.

Unexpectedly, Meng Wanyan was not furious. After a moment of silence, Xiaoxuan heard her say, "Don't do this next time."

Xiaoxuan said heavily and nodded seriously, although she knew that Wanyan would not be able to see it now.

She couldn't understand why the two people who had once loved each other were strangers. She could see that Wanyan could not let go of Lu Yanqing, and Lu Yanqing could not let go of her either.

The two met again after a long separation, why can't they start over?

The relationship is too complicated, and Xiaoxuan will not be able to understand it for a while.

—

In the next few days, Wanyan's life was very comfortable, and the injuries on her feet were almost healed. She read the script when she had nothing to do, watered the flowers, leisurely and comfortable, and entered her retirement life in advance.

After Zhao Zhixuan's incident, her Weibo fans increased a lot, and her reputation gradually improved. Occasionally, she also browsed Weibo and could see someone saying good things for her. At first glance, she thought it was the water army bought by Bai Jingning. Later, when the fans exceeded 20 million, she felt that the increase was not all fake fans.

Weibo is a social platform accepted by the public. Whether it is gossip and scandals in the entertainment industry or current affairs news, it will be on the hot search as soon as it pays high attention.

Meng Wanyan has never had the habit of watching news broadcasts. When she was idle, she actually saw the topic of #C City Tense Strange# climbing to the hot search list, but was pressed by many entertainment news at the end, and it was difficult to notice if she didn't read it carefully.

She just came back from City C and experienced another explosion, so she was particularly sensitive to this word.

A Weibo big V called "Military News" took a screenshot of a news broadcast from the News Network, which roughly means that armed terrorists have appeared in the border area of ​​City C, and the local armed police detachment has been dispatched.

The blogger just used to transfer the content about national defense and military in the news broadcast as usual, and this news was also a piece of news in the news, without detailed explanation.

There are very few comments below this Weibo post.

[Come on, the armed police brothers! We are proud of you!]

[City C has not been peaceful in recent years. Fortunately, we have these armed police officers and soldiers defending our country, so we are so stable. Thank you for your refill~]

[Armed police soldiers are so manly! This should be the idol, not the group of young and handsome guys in the entertainment industry who are only good at playing tricks and making moves.

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Meng Wanyan deliberately dug out yesterday's news and looked carefully. There was only one squadron of armed police officers and soldiers stationed on the border of City C, and Lu Yanqing was among them.

After closing the Weibo post, she realized that her palms were already wet, her fingertips were cold, and the blood in her body seemed to be solidified.

Wanyan forced herself not to think about it, but every time her heart beat, it was filled with the pain of burning fire, which made her sit and stand up.

She couldn't control her hand and searched on the browser: the situation in City C, the Armed Police Special Forces fought fiercely with militants.

She just entered a few keywords casually, and there were not many examples of them, but more were screenshots of the movie. Wanyan knew in her heart that the movie was more inclined to render the atmosphere than reality, but she still couldn't help but clicked in and didn't dare to watch it again after taking a look.

Meng Wanyan sat on the ground, leaning against the cold wall, her legs were numb, and tears filled her eyes at some point, and suddenly burst out.

She lost her cell phone, took the script and started memorizing lines, trying to distract herself, but as soon as she closed her eyes, Lu Yanqing's bloody and crippled body would appear.

The nightmare of years has reappeared again.

After several struggles, Meng Wanyan surrendered to herself. She wiped away the tears from her cheeks, found the number last night, and dialed it in.

A heart hangs high above and beats rapidly.
Chapter completed!