After the rebirth, I'm a scumbag [entertainment circle]

This incident caused an uproar, which was more powerful than all previous hot searches. People were shocked and couldn't even believe it.

The so-called massacre is nothing more than that, the server collapsed round after round, and the platforms fell one by one, and everyone's topic returned to one person-Yu Zhibai.

So he was wronged?

So he didn't do anything to the man?

So everything is a conspiracy?

So they were all scammed?

So Lin Han was the mastermind?

So they are all accomplices?

So all they have is a knife in their mouth?

long silence...

Those who contributed to the talk at that time couldn't help but be speechless.

In the past, one by one pointed the cannonballs on the Internet at Yu Zhibai, wishing that he would die, wishing that he would get out of the entertainment circle, wishing to put all the curses on that man.

And now, the truth came out, they were all murderers.

That man really died, really left this world permanently, and they were still alive.

Some bloggers voiced - "What you want to condemn is not others, but your own soul."

"Lin Han is the mastermind, and you are all accomplices!"

"What about the people who were on the front line before? Scold, why don't you stop scolding? Continue? What about Lin Han's dog fans? Talk! Continue to support your brother! Where did you go?"

Of course no one answered these words, Yu Zhibai's name was clearly hung on all the front pages.

The exposed photo was only black and white, and there was a box on his name.

What year is this eve, and when they see his photos again, people really realize one thing—the person is dead, and his bones are dry when he dies, which is terrible.

The grievances and accusations against him disappeared in an instant.

The big V who had criticized him all chose to be silent, and the anger of being deceived had nowhere to vent, and it was all piled on Lin Han.

As a result, the attack on Yu Zhibai was transferred to another person. Like history repeating itself, Lin Han was scolded to pieces, and they attacked him in groups, and any vicious words came out.

When he was arrested, the onlookers couldn't express their anger except by smashing rotten eggs, rotten vegetables and leaves, and swearing with dirty words.

Lin Han fell to the altar for a moment. He hung his head, closed his eyes, and his body was full of dirt.

His hands were handcuffed, and there were policemen on both sides. He couldn't avoid it.

The siren of the police car lingered for a long time, and people chased all the way to vent their anger.

#余知白很很# This topic rushed to the top, and it is full of everyone’s confession.

The number of messages alone has exceeded one million. No matter how many floors are posted, it is always three words of sorry.

It's as if if you keep talking and talking, the dead will really come back.

Ni Ye also has a certain reputation now, he drank a lot of wine that day, drank violently, and drank angrily.

He recorded a video, his eyes were red, and his face was full of tears. He pointed at the camera angrily, as if he was pointing at everyone: "You guys are apologizing for a fart now." Every time he said a word, there were tears streaming down his face , "Didn't you fucking want him to die at that time! Didn't you say that he was a beast! He's dead, he's already dead, why are you apologizing for being hypocritical here? What qualifications do you have to apologize? You all go down and give He was buried with him, and everyone went to be buried with him!"

This video was recorded by Ni Ye at home. Although he has a bad temper, he has never exposed his emotions to the public so thoroughly.The agent was startled, and the Ni family hurried to do public relations for him, but strangely, the wind was on his side.

More and more people jumped out, expressing their understanding of his anger and his sadness.

It's no secret that Yu Zhibai is Ni Ye's teacher.

The way Ni Ye cried bitterly in front of the camera made everyone feel unbearable.He lost his most beloved teacher and the brightest light on the road of performing arts.

People's mouths are ruthless, and the person who hurts has nothing to do with him, but he is the most important person to others.

Tan Yue seemed to have disappeared, and no one could contact him.Because of the relationship between Tanyue and Lin Han, Tanjia's stock went green and suffered heavy losses, and some people even began to boycott Tanjia's products.The occupancy rate of Tanjia's hotel dropped by 50.00% overnight. Some people blamed him for making trouble outside the hotel and throwing garbage.This is a routine operation, and some people are threatening to burn down the hotel, making people panic.

When all the chaos intensified, Yu Zhibai sat by the pool, lying on a chair, and the small coffee table beside him was filled with fruits, snacks, and colorful wines.

He lay alone, staring at the night sky in a daze.

Qi Jue brought him a thin blanket and covered him: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Yu Zhibai turned over and called out, "Brother."

Qi Jue was lying on another armchair, looking sideways at him: "What's wrong?"

Yu Zhibai covered his heart: "This place is empty."

Qi Jue: "Aren't you happy?"

Yu Zhibai: "No, I am very happy, but after being happy, I am left with confusion. It seems that the most worthwhile thing for me has been done, and I have no goals."

Qi Jue stretched out his hand towards him, and they gently held it in the air.

Qi Jue said: "How come there is no goal? You have been a little out of your mind today. I didn't tell you that several movies worth paying attention to found you."

Yu Zhibai's pupils lit up like fireflies in the dark night: "Really?!"

"Well, and congratulations, friends in the industry appreciate your acting skills very much. This film has already been sent to many film festivals, and they predict that this year's best actor may really be you."

"How is it possible." Yu Zhibai smiled, "I'm just a newcomer."

Qi Jue: "Having been in the industry for two lifetimes, don't you know what talent is? So what about seniority, the audience is not vegetarian, whoever acts well and who doesn't can't be determined by seniority."

Yu Zhibai lost a word for a long time: "Xu."

He lay back on the recliner, stretched out his five fingers, and looked at the stars through the gaps between his fingers: "There is no moon."

Qi Jue: "Yes."

Yu Zhibai: "Brother, tell me, are the stars in the sky really dead people? If I'm not reborn, am I also in the sky, just like them, watching you secretly."

Qi Jue shook his head: "No."

Yu Zhibai: "Really, I really heard that after death, people will turn into stars."

Qi Jue smiled: "I'm not talking about that. I mean, I won't let you have the opportunity to look at me secretly, because I will be by your side, even if I turn into a star, I will be by your side and accompany you, Regardless of reincarnation."

Yu Zhibai's ears turned red: "Oh."

Qi Jue: "What's your reaction?"

Yu Zhibai turned over, turned his back to him, raised the corners of his mouth, and pretended to be serious: "It means I know."

Qi Jue propped up his upper body: "Are you kidding?"

Yu Zhibai quickly withdrew the corners of his mouth: "I can snicker? Impossible."

Qi Jue scooped him up with a big hand, and turned the person to the side, Yu Zhibai's mouth was closed, and the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what.

"Still saying no!" Qi Jue jumped directly from his reclining chair to Yu Zhibai's side, and the two squeezed together on the soft reclining chair, fitting tightly together.

"Don't, don't..."

"elder brother!"

The two quarreled for a long time before they stopped and leaned against each other.

Yu Zhibai: "Brother, I'm happy."

Qi Jue: "I know you are happy, and so am I."

Yu Zhibai snuggled into his arms: "I'm glad you're by my side, I'm glad there are so many dramas I can act in, I'm glad the police helped me and restored the facts, I'm glad I can finally let that name see the light of day, and I'm also happy The weather is good tonight, I am happy to drink good wine, and I am happy about many things."

He hid in Qi Jue's arms, crying like a child while talking.

The shoulders shrank and shrank.

He looks like this, never showing it.Qi Jue rarely sees him like this.

Sometimes, in order to fight for breath, even if the tears reach the corners of the eyes, people will grit their teeth and flow back cruelly.But once there are close people around, even if there is only one question, the tears are like a dead bank, and the grievances flow out along the tears.

It's like the younger brother crying and looking for comfort, hiding in his brother's arms and crying, and then pitifully: "Brother, someone bullied me, woo woo."

Why is Yu Zhibai not to Qi Jue?

Qi Jue patted his back lightly, and there was a pleasant fragrance coming from his body.

The boy was tired from crying, and he twitched.

The moonlight shone on the two of them like a quilt, and they snuggled together quietly in the night.

"Brother, accompany me to a place tomorrow."

"it is good."

"Aren't you asking where I'm going?"

"I know."

The next day, there were crowds of people on Lihua Mountain, shoulder to shoulder.

People were dressed in black or white, holding some white things in their hands, and walked towards the mountains in an orderly manner.

Here is a trail that extends from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

And just beside the wind blowing in the mountains and the gurgling water of the lake, a quiet man was sleeping.

In Lihua Mountain, many people who passed away are buried.

Yu Zhibai was also buried.

People spontaneously came to pay homage to Yu Zhibai, and there were so many people that they couldn't even walk.

The grandfather guarding the tomb probably had never seen such a battle before.

Standing outside the sentry box, he sighed: "Who are you here to see? We are not a martyr's cemetery."

Qi Jue and Yu Zhibai happened to be walking here, and Yu Zhibai heard the words and said, "That's right, what's so interesting."

"Huh? Didn't you two come to see that person?"

Qi Jue said, "I'm here to see my lover."

"Oh, sorry." Grandpa probably said this countless times.

"This is so young, is your lover's younger brother?" Grandpa asked.

"No." Qi Jue smiled, "He is also my lover."

"Oh." Grandpa was about to turn around when he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Yu Zhibai, who turned his head and stared at the covered nose and eyes, was obviously not a woman.

This is clearly a big man!

Could it be... the death of his lover was too hard for him to fall in love with men?

Grandpa was almost shocked by his unrestrained imagination, coughed, patted Qi Jue on the shoulder, didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to say two words: "Congratulations."

He really didn't say these two words very often.

Yu Zhibai thought it was funny, and when he was far away, he said to Qi Jue, "You're going to scare the old man."

"I'm an honest and good citizen." Qi Jue said, "I never lie."

"Really?" Yu Zhibai pointed to the mountain and then to himself, "Who do you love more, me or him?"

Qi Jue just laughed at Yan Yan, but when he heard this question, his smile froze: "What?"

"May I ask you, who do you love more, the me now or the me before?" Yu Zhibai asked.

Qi Jue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How do you ask me to answer this question?"

"How to answer, how to answer, it's so difficult?"

"Difficult, just like I asked you, do you love me in this life or me in the next life, how would you answer?"

"How can this be the same."

"Why is it different?"

"I'm human!" Yu Zhibai emphasized.

Qi Jue: "What?"

Yu Zhibai: "What if you were reincarnated as a pig in the next life!"

Qi Jue:?

Yu Zhibai was serious: "Right, then how can I love a pig?"

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ha?

They walked halfway, and when they were about to reach the mountainside, they heard someone crying.

Yu Zhibai shivered for a while, pointing at his fine hairs: "They are crying so hard that I can't stand my hair."

"Who will be ashamed if you don't, they are crying for you."

"I can hear it now, but I don't know if I can still hear it if I really die."

Walking a few steps forward, a grandma wandered in the crowd, saw the two of them walking together, and walked over tremblingly.

Grandma is getting old, her gray hair is neatly combed and tied behind her head, and a small yellow flower is inserted in her hair quite coquettishly.

Holding a few white lilies in her hand, she walked up to Yu Zhibai and handed one over.

Yu Zhibai pointed to himself: "For me?"

Grandma raised her hand: "Take it."

"How can you not bring flowers when you go to pay homage to someone else?"

"But, this is a lily." Yu Zhibai held the lily, and Qi Jue whispered in his ear, "Take it."

"Okay. Thanks grandma."

Grandma took another one and gave it to Qi Jue, who also accepted it, and then left contentedly.

Grandma still had one in her hand, but she never gave it to anyone else. Yu Zhibai followed the crowd and raised his head and asked, "Grandma just gave it to us. Could it be that she wants to wish us a happy marriage for a hundred years?"

Qi Jue shook his head: "No."

Yu Zhibai: "What is that?"

However, before Qi Jue could answer, there was a sudden howling in his ear, which startled him.

Before he knew it, he had already walked to his own grave.

The mood at this moment was really strange, after much deliberation, he swallowed the words on his lips.

Everyone was crying, or crying loudly, or crying a little.

He stood side by side with Qi Jue, watching someone even holding his tombstone and unwilling to leave.

Yu Zhibai was not moved, but felt ridiculous.

"If it wasn't for what happened yesterday, if the truth hadn't been revealed, would they still be like this?"

No one answered because it was obvious.

"If I heard them cry like that underground, I would probably be scared back to life."

When the two of them worshiped, they both stood in front of the stele, looking at the gentle and elegant man on the tomb.

Men are like the wind, gentle and gentle.

Her hair was long to her waist, her skin was as white as snow, and she had no offensive power, just like a soft cloud.

Yu Zhibai looked at himself on the tomb, squatted down, and stroked his face with his index finger.

And the other hand was tightly held by Qi Jue.

He knew that Qi Jue was afraid, so he squeezed and looked sideways at him.

Qi Jue's face was terribly cold, but his eyes were red under the brim of his hat, which even his sunglasses couldn't cover.

"Are you crying?" Yu Zhibai smiled wickedly.

"No." Qi Jue turned his head in denial.

The two of them presented the lily, which stood out among the daisies, but was pure and innocent.

Yu Zhibai didn't hold back either, as if he suddenly understood why someone would cry loudly whenever he was in front of the tomb.Probably because the people lying there will never come back.

People are like this, if they pass away, no matter how much they regret, no matter how much they want to treat someone well, it will be too late.

Whether it is quarrels or conflicts on weekdays, after death, it is a luxury.Whether relatives, lovers, or friends.

He was in front of his tomb, but he had nothing to say, he could only pinch Qi Jue's palm, and said, "Yu Zhibai, you have knowledge from the spring, you can bless brother Qi Jue and I to live a long life, to be united forever, and to grow old together." When you get old, life and death are bound together.”

Qi Jue was amused by his success.

"Look, since you're dead and I'm still alive, let me live on for you."

"Feel the warmth of the mountain breeze, the brightness of the morning sun, and the heavy dew at night for you."

"And, love him for you."

He and Qi Jue looked at each other with a smile, and said: "Love forever."

Yu Zhibai reached out and patted the tombstone, tears flashed from the corners of his eyes, he quietly lowered his head, let the brim of his hat block all expressions, and said word by word:

"Yu Zhibai, congratulations, you are innocent."

Among the crowds, they followed the road down the mountain, like a grain of sand, holding hands, walking among the crowds.

"Brother, you haven't told me yet, what does it mean that grandma gave me a lily? Didn't you wish us a happy marriage for a hundred years?"

Qi Jue held his hand indifferently, shook his head: "No."

"What is that?"

"It's Requiem."

"The custom of the West, the soul returns to the hometown and can rest in peace."

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