"careful!"

"what!"

"Stone!"

Almost at the same time as she cut the rope and the basket tumbled down from mid-air, there were several screams nearby.

The security guards beside her were acutely aware of the threat, but Nai He tried hard to block the crowd rushing up with both hands, and for a moment, he couldn't part his hands to push her away.

Yu Yaocen raised her head subconsciously, but she didn't know why, her whole body was stiff, watching the blue-black object fall from the mid-air that blocked the sun, and it became bigger and bigger in front of her eyes, but she was powerless to avoid it.

At the moment when the stone hit the top of her head, she closed her eyes intuitively, and smiled bitterly at herself—didn’t it mean that the Long March was 100 miles long, why did she just walk less than [-] meters, as if she was It's like being completely encircled and suppressed?

Gu Wanwan watched the live broadcast in her hand without blinking. Her fingernails gradually turned white due to the force. She always regarded Xiaoyu as her younger sister, but she didn't expect that she would push her into it with her own hands. Over a puddle!

"stop!"

The moment Yu Yaocen closed his eyes, a voice like ice and snow struck down from the top of his head like a long lightning bolt from the blue sky.

She seemed to be surrounded by a slightly chilly body, and the stones that should have smashed her head were blocked one after another.

"Jiangling!" fans screamed.

"Jiangling!" Wan Wan lost his voice.

"Jiangling..." She opened her eyes and looked at the handsome young man in front of her who was really angry, but her movements were extremely gentle, but her throat was choked up for a while, she couldn't say anything, she could only reach out and gently caress him. His bloody forehead.

"It's okay, I'm here." The boy said softly, squeezed her palm slightly, turned around suddenly, and blocked all unfriendly prying eyes for her.

"The most cruel thing about an entertainment star is not the high workload, not being in this vanity fair where interests dominate everything, but that you have sold your entire life to the public as soon as you enter this industry. From then on, you, your lover, As far as your family has no rights, you are not allowed to fall in love, you are not allowed to get married, and you live for them with the unrealistic expectations of countless people, until you no longer have self, and you can pose and adjust on any occasion Face the ubiquitous cameras from the angle of a smile, and live in a daze forever."

His tone was not impassioned, and his posture was not overbearing. He just looked at everyone present one by one slowly and slowly, but his words were like thunder on a rainy night, and everyone almost wanted to cover their eyes. Ear.

His fans were the first to fall silent, looking at their beloved idol with their mouths half open, looking at each other, not knowing what to say, what to do, or whether to say or do nothing.

The entertainment journalists are far from being as easy to deceive as those young girls. They have traveled the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they have already put on armor after armor in their hearts. It's hard to help yourself, it's really underestimating them.

After a short silence, after clearing up the situation on the field, the first to speak out was the music report, "Jiang Ling, you should have understood this long ago. In the first place, being an artist is like this."

"All?" Jiang Ling sneered coldly, and asked back, "It's obviously something abnormal, why is there any reason to 'be like this'?" His cold star-like eyes swept across the crowd, "I'm selling my voice, sex, Art, don’t make fun of yourself.”

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