Xu Qianqian is gone.

Jinran stood there, watching her shoulders being pressed by the police, gradually moving away - until she walked away, the young black-haired man withdrew his gaze and returned to the room. When he turned around as if he remembered something, he found that Jiang Chuan had followed in silently at some point...

He blinked carefully and asked, "What?"

"At least the police have no conclusive evidence for Xu Qianqian's affairs. What are she so afraid of doing now?" Jiang Chuanjin stuffed his hands in his pocket, but his tone seemed a little indifferent, "Even such harsh words were released."

When Jinran heard this, he did not answer Jiang Chuan immediately, but walked to the window and felt that Jiang Chuan also followed him and stood beside him. He lowered his head and looked downstairs at the place facing the main entrance of the hotel lobby - countless reporters squatting there. After a few minutes, when the first person in police uniform appeared, the reporters who were originally sitting stood up and carried their cameras to point in a certain direction.

"Look, there are reporters everywhere, carrying various shooting tools." Jinran pointed downstairs and said in a plain voice, "The shooting tools can't speak, they can only capture pictures of 'Xu Qianqian and the police' being together - and the people who really talked were those reporters."

Amid the black-haired young man's remarks, the order on the first floor suddenly fell into chaos. I don't know which reporter tried to aim the camera at Xu Qianqian beyond a safe distance. The police also reached out to stop the investigative subjects. I don't know which reporter was pushing this. In short, the crowd around fell down like dominoes, and then more people who were originally on the periphery surrounded him. The reporters took advantage of the police's distractingness to help those who were trampled on the ground and quickly approached Xu Qianqian.

From a high place, you can vaguely see Xu Qianqian raising her arm to cover her face, while the reporters stretched out their hands too much to try to pull her arm away. At this time, the police turned back to take care of Xu Qianqian. The reporter clashed with the police again. During the push, I don’t know if it was accidentally bumped into it or someone pulled her hair behind Xu Qianqian and wanted her to turn her back. Xu Qianqian quickly fell to the ground, covered her face and collapsed in a daze. She might be screaming, but she couldn’t hear it.

At the same time, countless flashes lit up, shooting her embarrassed scene...

At this time, a cautious voice sounded slowly: "Jiang Chuan, I ask you, compared to the news titles like "Xu Qianqian is ready to respond to the video incident and accept the police investigation calmly", do you think that "Xu Qianqian, the heir of the film queen, failed to kill someone, fell into the French Open, and was taken away by the police with a haggard face. Will you want to click in more?"

Jiang Chuan turned his head and glanced at the young black-haired man beside him, and did not speak, but the latter chuckled and continued—

"This is why Xu Qianqian said that she was ruined by someone who saw her being with the police." Jinran said, "Which star has never suffered such a loss? The truth is not important. People only listen to the information they want to know - and the reporter is responsible for playing a verbally and trying hard to move the incident to the information that everyone wants to know. As for the authenticity, as long as it is not too much, there is no problem... You see, Xu Qianqian was indeed taken away by the police. If she really killed someone, then there would be no problem with such a news title; and if she is innocent, it is just an apology from the newspaper. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. The sales and influence the newspaper wants have already emerged. A word of apology will not lose anything to them."

“…”

"You wait, it won't take thirty minutes, so people who go online will know that Xu Qianqian is related to the murder case; it will take less than twenty-four hours, as long as people who read books and newspapers will get this lagging amount of information... At that time, everyone will think that Xu Qianqian is a murderer, a big star murderer..."

He supported his hands on the edge of the sofa in the floor-to-ceiling window, twisted his head and curled the corners of his lips. However, the smile did not reach the bright black eyes. He even looked at Jiang Chuan in a confused manner and said-

"Jiang Chuan, do you know that Xu Qianqian is finished, and I am finished too."

After saying that, Jingran was as if he had sentenced himself to death.

The smile on the corner of his lips quickly disappeared, and at this moment his face looked like a dead person without any blood... He let go of his hand on the armrest of the sofa, floated back two steps like a ghost, and then sat on the bed - the young black-haired man at this moment seemed to be a defeated attack. He held his forehead with one hand, and the projection cast from his palm covered the emotions in his eyes. However, when he spoke again, his voice was terrible: "Sometimes, I would also blame myself

Why are you so cowardly? You obviously did not do something wrong, but you are forced to give in again and again - I watched those bad guys jump happily in front of me, and looked at those who I hate arrogantly and thought that threatened me to beat me down and were proud. God knows that sometimes I want to take the step I never dare to take without paying attention, pick up the kitchen knife and chop them into meat paste like a man, so that they will never dare to say terrible words and do terrible things again..."

"This is not called cowardice." Jiang Chuan said lightly, "You are just--"

"Look at me now-" Jinran smiled bitterly and interrupted Jiang Chuan's words, "I haven't clarified her these days as Xu Qianqian said. It's the small step I have to take with me the courage to take - killing someone must pay for my life, I keep telling myself that it must be like this - but I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, now I regret it, give me another chance to choose, I may not be silent as I am now watching Xu Qianqian destroy myself and then destroy me. I have a problem now: after letting her be punished with evil, I will also burn her with my own evil spirits. What is the meaning of such a thing to me?"

“…”

"I can't answer, right? I'm also very confused. The billboard has hit my head and I've been lying on the bed for seven or eight months. I have lost all the losses. I can't get these things back. Now, in order to make Xu Qianqian deserve it, I even have to take care of the future." After taking a deep breath, Jinran covered his face with his hands. His voice sounded very dull and slowly, "So it's like this every time. When I have an impulse and want to do unscrupulous things, when I turn around to find a kitchen knife, I see those people standing behind me.

——im Company, my agent, the director who recommended me to act, my friends, my fans, and myself - the self who was full of longing and yearning for this circle when I first entered the entertainment industry; the self who was cheerful in a small crew; the self who got up early and went to bed late to memorize lines in front of the mirror just to perform better; the self who was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night when he first got the male lead, he had already suffered a lot of grievances but still gritted his teeth and survived to this day - all people were let down by me."

“…”

"On the one hand, I want Xu Qianqian to die, but on the other hand, I struggle to be reluctant to let go of the hard work of myself and those behind me." Jingran exhaled from the palm of his hand. At the same time, from Jiang Chuan's perspective, I could clearly see a line of water traces that were not obvious under his palms slide along the seams between his palms and cheeks. "I look down on the me who is hiding behind and is tied by Xu Qianqian, and I also look down on me who is now, who destroys everything with my own hands for his own selfish desires and impulses."

Jiang Chuan took two steps, thought for a while, dragged a bench and sat down in front of the young black-haired man, stared at him for a while, and said expressionlessly: "I think they can understand you - the company, Fang Yu, and your fans... and so on, a bunch of things you just gave..."

After saying that, the man paused, reached out to pull the hand of the young man with a black hair, lowered his head slightly and said hoarsely, "Stop crying."

"Not crying."

"I cried when I cried. Why are you stubborn? Are you a ox?" The man frowned, and for a moment he seemed to have no idea what to do. Finally, he stretched his arms and stretched out his arms to pull the person in front of him into his arms, hugged him, and patted him, "It's not as serious as you imagined. Xu Qianqian said you were gay, right?... Well, it seems that your back is a little less than you touched the flesh. Have you lost weight?"

"Damn, she has a photo." Jingran put her chin on Jiang Chuan's shoulder and burped her eyes. The circles of her eyes were red as if she had red eyes when the man couldn't see it. "As soon as the photo was released, I could tell that Jiang Luocheng and I were together. I have not had any scandals for so many years. There were rumors on the Internet that my sexual orientation was confusing. Now I'm getting better... I can post a long comment with 800 words when the wind blows the black. Do you think a photo will not let their small universe explode?"

Jiang Chuan was speechless after hearing this: "I still care about those evil things... you have so many things to worry about."

"That's not," Jinran sniffed, and didn't dislike being unable to do it anymore. He rubbed his nose on Jiang Chuan's shirt full of sweat. "It's red - this is a mess, I don't know how to tell Fang Yu... Or should I just go out early and announce my retirement?"

"The filming of "Spark Fire" is halfway through, the male supporting actor murderer, and the second male male transgressor has retired. Do you want to force the leader of your crew to jump off the building?"

Jiang Chuan said expressionlessly, and took the paper next to the bed, and pulled a black-haired young man who was fumbled and patted his face on his shoulder. When he took it over and lowered his head and blew his nose, he then pulled out the second one and wiped his shirt full of tears and snot and his own sweat. In fact, there was nothing to rescue.

"It's not time to reach the last step, there's no need to be so anxious. It's still unknown whether Xu Qianqian has the chance to tell this."

"He is just being pulled to assist in the investigation now," said Jinran. "There is only a limited time for the police to keep her in locked up before there is no definite evidence. Sooner or later, it will be released for a short while, and even if this small meeting is only ten minutes, it will be enough for her to hold a press conference-"

"Then don't let her come out." Jiang Chuan said lightly, "I will take the police to her backyard tonight to dig out the thing she was hiding?"

"……………… Mao Yong.” Jinran said, "There is a Xu Wenjie falling down, and then the next Xu Qianqian. Do you think their agency hates me so much now?... Her agent must also know what Xu Qianqian knows. She has not been taken away by the police, and her mouth is on her. Waiting for you to take out the things is equivalent to sentence Xu Qianqian to death - her agent has no master, just a wild horse - think about it, when the senior executive of Xu Qianqian's agency jumped and wanted to strangle me from afar, she contributed such a shocking secret that could kill me - this is the best time to get ahead. Just post a Weibo or something, even if it is said to be revenge, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, and they will relied on the agency to enjoy themselves..."

Jiang Chuan: "...You have thought it through very carefully."

Jingran: "Yes, that's why I feel like I'm dead."

Jiang Chuan: “…”

Jinran: "Just about to become the heir of the first brother, a few days ago, he was abdicating by Teacher Bai Wenqi, saying goodbye to the film and television industry work "Spark Fire" to cultivate the next generation of the first brother in the film and television industry, the youngest actor in the film and television industry, and the dream of spring and autumn——"

Before Jinran finished speaking, his big hand pressed on the back of his head slightly pressed back to the shoulder of the person in front of him. He struggled for a while and didn't break free, so he stopped thrusting away, and let out a long sigh of depression.

"I'm finished."

“It’s not over yet.”

"It's over, I can't think of a way to let Xu Qianqian shut up together, I don't have a trace of life."

“There will be.”

After Jiang Chuan was silent, he answered calmly.

...

The next day, Jinran still bit the bullet and prepared to arrive at the set of "Spark of Fire" as arranged. The scene of this day happened to be the scene where he played Saito's bento, which was about Saito being chased by the protagonist and his group to a dilapidated building. He found a dilapidated radio in the building and turned on the radio. What came from it was news that Japan announced its surrender and became a defeated country.

Saito was disheartened and committed suicide by drinking and shooting.

When I arrived at the crew early in the morning, Jinran received a red envelope from the crew. Generally speaking, if I want to play such a "dead" role, I will usually get a red envelope before and after the performance. It is also considered that the Chinese people are more superstitious about Chong Chongxi... Jinran held the red envelope and felt mixed feelings, thinking that his acting career ended with the role of a Japanese officer, which was a very unlucky curtain call.

Thinking of this, the face that was originally bloodless was simply white and black. The young black-haired man was rarely tacitly stuffed into his pocket. At this time, he had already changed into the costume, covered with pig blood and dirty soil, and had bandages on his head. When the director shouted "", he took a deep breath and calmed down. When he heard the footsteps of Teacher Bai Wenqi and other supporting actors running towards him behind him, he also turned his head and ran towards the dilapidated building behind him, entering the building, and following the script, he went up the second floor. He paused and looked around in a daze.

The tense expression suddenly became at a loss. He stopped running and stood at the stairs, seemingly suddenly lost the direction to continue to escape.

The director squatting in front of the monitor nodded with satisfaction, whispering to praise him for "entering the state very quickly", and then saw the young black-haired man on the screen bent down, digging out the ruins of the building with his hands, and digging out a cash register from the ground.

He took the cash register and sat down at the corner of the wall. At this time, the background sound in his ear was the screams of countless fleeing Japanese army members being caught and shot. The black-haired young man leaning against the wall was just sitting there quietly. After hearing the scream, he suddenly trembled - his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

It seemed like I was frightened.

His movements were frozen for about ten seconds - this action was not available in the script - As time went by, Li Rui, who was sitting behind the monitor, frowned slightly, as if he thought he had forgotten how to act next. The director was about to shout "Crack", but at this moment, he saw the young black-haired man raise his head and the camera advanced. He clearly saw the numbness and calmness in his eyes.

Li Rui was stunned and couldn't shout out with a "click". Then he saw Jinran finish turning on the radio and listening to the recorder report that had been recorded in it. When the radio said the five words "Unconditional Surrender", the eyes of the black-haired young man lit up, but then it was like a candle fire that was completely extinguished. The numbness and calmness at the beginning fell into silence, and finally despair.

Li Rui suddenly felt a little curious. What did the young man with black hair just now think of, which made him show such a look: his true heart was ashamed, as if he was preparing to say goodbye to something.

He looked at Jinran with the gun in his hand and pointed it at his mouth.

Of course, even the air bullet cannot be used at such a close distance, so I just made a trigger pull, and then the background gun sounded in coordination - while the sound was heard, the young black-haired trembled, his head tilted to the side, as if he had lost all his strength - but those eyes still maintained the unwillingness and despair before his death, looking at the distance without any mind...

"Click!"

Li Rui shouted hurriedly, and for some reason, he winked at the assistant next to him with a little uneasy. The assistant immediately rushed up and helped the young black-haired man who was slowly getting up from the ground. He stood up carefully, patted his butt and walked to Li Rui, lowered his head and looked at the screen in front of him to see the scene he had just performed. He seemed to be quite satisfied, but after waiting for a while, he said: "Teacher Li, it seems that I was not very good at dealing with the details of my eyes just now. Do you want to do it again?"

"No?" Li Rui got up and went to see, "It's great."

"Here, the eyes change too quickly."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. I didn't notice it - you acted very well later..."

"I don't really need to do it again?"

"Need not."

"But I want to play this role well."

When Li Rui heard this, he seemed to turn his head strangely and looked at the black-haired young man beside him. For some reason, although this sentence sounds quite ordinary, it makes him feel strange when he says it now. Li Rui wants to speak but stops. Until he turns his head and casts a confused look, he then moves his lips and asks: "Do you want to rest? Adjust your condition."

"No," Jinran said with a smile, "I'm not doing anything."

Jinran said that, and turned around to prepare for the next scene, leaving a bunch of staff and directors looking at each other. Everyone felt something was wrong, but they really couldn't tell what was wrong. In the end, they had to say nothing and ask nothing, so they let Jinran continue to shoot the next shot - and then Jinran's performance was still very good. However, every time, when the director felt that it was already very OK, he could always find some shortcomings, and then he took the initiative to ask whether to start over again - there were many more troublesome and difficult shots - for the young black-haired man suddenly became as dedicated as a pervert, even the directors couldn't stand it. Asked what happened to Jinran, the latter just smiled and said, "I want to act well and have a nostalgia in the future, what if it becomes a representative work?"

"There are many opportunities for cooperation in the future. After this drama, everyone will see your strength. We, Chuan Na, will definitely use you." Li Rui waved his hand, "Don't tell us that we are like people who burn bridges across the river."

The people around him laughed, and Bai Wenqi, who was drinking water next to him, also interrupted with a smile: "It is too early to say anything about his representative work. Such words should be said by the old cadre who is preparing to retire like this."

Amid the laughter of everyone, Jinran also laughed.

No one knows what exactly happened.

...

In the afternoon, when Xu Qianqian was still in the police station, Xu Wenjie had already completed his first-instance judgment - the most important direct criminal suspect, that is, the guy photographed by the surveillance video, has not been found yet. He has fifteen days left to find that person, file a lawsuit, and prove his innocent.

When Xu Wenjie walked out of the court, the court was already full of reporters and micro-subtle ordinary people. Xu Wenjie, who walked out of the court surrounded by bodyguards, was almost immediately covered by reporters and crowds. Although he was wearing a baseball cap and mask, it was not difficult to see that he was still backing all the way back with his hands and covering his face with his hands. At the beginning, the bodyguards could still protect him, but as the reporters and crowds became more and more crazy, the cautious fans who were mixed in the crowd were more and more angry and picked up whatever things were on hand, such as high heels and swung them towards him. Soon, yesterday, Xu Qianqian's experience at the bottom of the hotel building repeated, some were pushed down, some were screaming, and the scene was in chaos. People simply didn't know who they were beating, and the reporter also slapped in a random manner and didn't know what they were photographing-

Until the court security guards come out to help maintain order—

Ten minutes later.

The court was in a mess.

People stood up to sort out their clothes. When angry fans silently put on their high heels, someone found that several bear-like bodyguards were still there, but Xu Wenjie disappeared.

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Everyone was stunned and looked at each other for a moment. Judging from the fact that the bodyguards dispersed nervously and started to recruit people, Xu Wenjie's agent also began to take out his cell phone to make a phone call. It seemed that he was not removed in a planned manner...

In the evening, the title "Xu Wenjie disappeared in front of the court and was suspected of escaping for fear of crime" made its headlines again.

There was a lot of curses online.

Such headlines probably lasted for the middle of the night.

Until three o'clock in the morning, a netizen discovered a Weibo post about a medical staff from H People's Hospital.
Chapter completed!