Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

On the microblog, Yan Luoxi's beating incident fermented quickly, and the heat was immediately fried. The first hot search was Yan Luoxi slapping Li Zhiyuan. When netizens saw this title, their first reaction was, what the hell is Li Zhiyuan?

Netizens searched for Du Niang and suddenly realized it. Oh, it turned out to be a little actor of the 18th line. In his masterpiece you and me that summer, he acted as a pure school flower. He didn't have much recognition in appearance and his acting skills were slightly exaggerated.

The comment area under the microblog is bustling, and Luo fan's response is a clear stream.

"I'm on the hot search again. Tut tut Tut, the beating posture is like opening a bow. It's cool!"

"Are you sure this round and flat one is not rubbing my heat?"

"This should not be a fragment of my new play. I give full marks for Luo's acting skills. I play fox in the proper main room."

Li Zhiyuan was so angry that she vomited blood when she saw the following comments. Can these black powders judge right and wrong? It was obviously that she was beaten. They called her good in the comment area and said she was hot.

If it weren't for her deliberate black words, Rosie, would she be able to go to the hot search?

"Miao Miao, where are the Navy and black powder you're looking for? I don't believe this bitch, Rosie, doesn't have a black powder. The whole world likes her. " Li Zhiyuan trembled with anger.

Miaomiao saw almost one-sided boasting on her microblog, and she was so anxious that she burst into a cold sweat. She hurriedly said, "just hit the money, they immediately launched a general attack. Sister Yuanyuan, take it easy."

After a while, the Navy and black powder went online at the same time, began to overwhelmingly attack Yan Luoxi, and blackened her.

"Hehe, seeing that there is no distinction between right and wrong in a family's brain powder, I, a passer-by, can't see it anymore. I stand up and say a few words. Yanluoxi is a low woman. She plays the second woman's life all her life. In reality, she is also a foil."

"No wonder the fire doesn't get up. Looking at the sharp nosed monkey's cheeks, Li Zhiyuan is much more comfortable and looks very pleasant."

Downstairs comments rose from attacking character to attacking appearance. Luo Fan said he couldn't bear it and began to line up to satirize. One came and two went, and the microblog exploded quickly, attracting all kinds of fans.

"Pure passers-by, I'll ha ha when I see what I said above. Your Li Zhiyuan looks ordinary and has his own sense of rhythm in acting. It's also drunk to pull and step like this."

A passer-by powder said a fair word and was immediately torn by black powder and the Navy.

"What kind of passer-by powder does your family say Luoxi is the most shameless. He played a big card and lost the female No. 2 of Empress Wu. He threw his anger on my Yuanyuan. Who gave her face and sold it to a small white lotus man? What kind of Queen attack?"

When Yan Luoxi saw the play, the microblog comment area was already very wonderful. The loyal powder passers-by powder and the black powder water army were torn apart, but she looked confused and forced.

"It's torn fiercely." She handed her cell phone back to the field service and took out her cell phone from her bag. There were more than a dozen missed calls, all from sister Lin.

In her eyes, she dialed back and walked out of the crew, "sister Lin, what's the matter with me?"

"My aunt and grandmother, you finally answered the phone. Do you know that the microblog has been noisy. What do you think? Li Zhiyuan caught this handle?" Sister Lin is roaring over there.

Yanluoxi took the mobile phone away, and her eardrums were almost broken by her. She said, "she owes a call, and I happen to have an itch."

"You are a public figure. You can't find a place where there is no one to fight again?" Sister Lin is about to have a cerebral hemorrhage. With such a wayward artist, she has to live a few years less.

"She wants to calculate me. It's the same everywhere." Yanluoxi's expression was not chagrined. Although she was very angry, Li Zhiyuan was sure that she sold the poor guy's design when this video was sent out?

Sister Lin suddenly heard a noise from her side. She quickly asked, "where are you now?"

"I just came out of the crew and was going back. What's the matter?" Yanluoxi looked up and saw 20 or 30 fans outside the ancient city, holding banners in their hands.

It says "Yan Luoxi cunning bitch", "Yan Luoxi get out of the entertainment circle" and other extreme words.

When the fans saw her coming out, they grabbed rotten eggs and tomatoes and threw them at her. There was no assistant or bodyguard around her. It was too late to step back. She was hit by a rotten egg.

Sister Lin heard her groan, and she said urgently, "Rosie, you hurry back to the crew. Li Zhiyuan's fans spontaneously organized a group to block you and want to show you."

"It's too late..." before yanluoxi finished, the call had been cut off. Her forehead was hit by rotten eggs and tomatoes one after another. She bent down in pain.

"Kill her, bitch, get out of the entertainment industry and don't persecute my Yuanyuan!"

Sister Lin fed several times here and found that the call had been disconnected. She called again. How could she not get through? She was worried and ran to the president's office.

When Lu Zhaoran was away, the secretary told her that Lu Zhaoran had gone to the crew of Empress Wu.

As soon as her eyes lit up, she quickly called Lu Zhaoran and told him that Luoxi was attacked by fans outside the ancient city. Lu Zhaoran looked cold. Without saying a word, he hung up the phone, stepped on the accelerator and sped away towards the ancient city.

Yanluoxi squatted on the ground and felt that rotten eggs and tomatoes hit her like hail. She was smelly and sticky, red and yellow, and looked terrible. She wanted to fight back, but there were twenty or thirty fans around her. She had no chance to fight back at all.

She clenched her teeth and endured humiliation. Sooner or later, she will ask Li Zhiyuan for this account!

After a while, the attack seemed to stop. As soon as she raised her head, she saw a schoolgirl dressed up as a Taimei, holding a durian in her hand, hitting her hard. She was stunned until a dark shadow suddenly came in front of her and protected her in her arms.

With a bang, a smell filled the air. There was a dull hum above Yan Luoxi's head. Her heartbeat was stifled. She slowly raised her head and saw Lu Zhaoran's head broken and bleeding by durian.

Just at this time, more than a dozen security guards came running with electric batons, and the black powder dispersed and fled.

Yan Luoxi saw Lu Zhaoran sitting on the ground. She subconsciously held his arm and watched the blood gurgling down from his forehead. She was panic stricken and said, "why?"

Why stand up and save her? He has betrayed her and their feelings for three years.

Lu Zhaoran smiled at her weakness, "I said I would protect you. I'm sorry. I lost myself in the increasingly floating China and forgot my original intention of starting a business. I want you to become my queen and be looked up to by thousands of people."

Yanluoxi was so sore that her tears rolled down. She hurriedly picked up her bag, took a clean handkerchief and covered the wound on his forehead, "don't talk, I'll take you to the hospital."