The actor with the actor

The derailment incident fermented rapidly, and almost everyone in the business district knew about it.

An employee of a luxury store in a shopping mall exposed a video surveillance. Long before the filming of "Myriad Realms", Li Boxin and Song Qianyi bought bags at their home, and bought three with pride.

Later, someone picked out that part of the investment in "Myriad Realms" came from companies under the names of Tang Lei and Li Boxin. Netizens quickly linked Song Qianyi's strike and the divestment incident together.

The rumors of Shen Jing and Song Qianyi's previous hidden marriage and underground love were self-defeating.

Once only fans, passers-by, black fans, several groups of teams are now fighting against each other. If the comments are not good, they will send private messages.

The company's online shopping mall customer service screenshot posted on Weibo, saying that it had received messages from nearly a hundred netizens in one day, asking about their boss, and colleagues were very helpless.

As one of the parties involved, Shen Jing was the last to hear the news.

He has been busy rehearsing recently and has no time to surf the Internet. If Xiao Li hadn't reminded him to check Weibo, he wouldn't have known that Li Boxin and Song Qianyi's affairs had been exposed.

Looking at some of the popular replies under my Weibo, I have the illusion of traveling through time and space.

Although slapping in the face is very satisfying, it also reminded him of the vicious abuse and ridicule in the past; the pursuit of him by media reporters; the private letters that broke him; the suppression among peers; through those sleepless nights.

Even the sun and the moon can't illuminate the dark shadow in his heart.

Those memories go deep into the bone marrow, and every time I think of them, I always feel cold all over my body.

He finds it terrifying, such overwhelming public opinion is like a huge wave, overwhelming and submerging people, leaving no chance for people to breathe.

He didn't know if the relationship between Song Qianyi and Li Boxin was really what the media had revealed. If there were any hidden secrets, then Song Qianyi would probably have collapsed now.

If her backer is really Li Boxin, then she is in a state of isolation and helplessness, and her acting career has basically come to an end. Originally, this circle is relatively harsh on female artists, let alone doing some things that violate morality.

Song Qianyi is a person with strong self-esteem, and it's not certain what she will do if she is pushed.

Shen Jing held the phone with a dazed expression.

The scenes before the graduation of the school are still vivid in my mind, as if it was yesterday, and I have no idea how everyone got to where they are today.

His compassion was moved, and he wanted to say something for Song Qianyi, but after typing a paragraph of text, he deleted it all.

When people grow up, they have to learn to be responsible for their own choices.

When I was criticized by people, I never saw her stand up and say a word.

Whatever it is, it has nothing to do with him.

Immediately afterwards, netizens found that the number of Shen Jing's Weibo was gradually decreasing, from 321 to 290, then refreshed to 275, and then refreshed to 266...

At the sound of Tan Huan's identity as a guest: ah ah ah w(?Д?) w Jingjing what are you doing?Why keep deleting Weibo?

As soon as the fan finished commenting, he found that Weibo had disappeared.

While deleting Weibo, Shen Jing also reviewed the past two years.

When he clicked on a weibo that interacted with Cheng Yue, he paused.

Turned to be only visible to me.

Little Twig: Going crazy!Too late to save the picture!Stop racing, stop, stop! ! !

Ajiu_2: Competition!Look at us!Don't delete it!Don't delete it! ! Don’t delete QAQ Qiuqiu!These are the most precious memories for us!

You are a showman: I feel so distressed!Don't delete it!Competition!We are all here!Don't be angry, we were wrong~ We misunderstood you, sorry!

JJJJJJu_: What's going on?The Weibo with the highest retweet volume was also deleted...

Mao Bule: @必忆都都工具抱打His hand! ! !

Half an hour later, Shen Jing's Weibo number showed 39, but none of them were seen by anyone.

Shen Jing informed Yao Huan of the deletion of Weibo two months ago, saying that he wanted to quit the social platform, not because the fans turned against him, but because the platform had lost its original importance to him. significance.

It was originally supposed to be a place to interact with fans, but now it has become a battlefield. The bigger the fan base, the greater the pressure on the shoulders, and every word that is spoken must be carefully considered.

Tired and tired.

To put it more bluntly, it doesn't seem like people are manipulating it, it's more like it's manipulating people.

Yao Huan did not reject his application, but because it was at the cusp of the crisis, deleting Weibo was tantamount to acquiescing in guilty conscience and saying that it would be postponed.

The Internet is a double-edged sword, and now it has been promoted to the sky again, but there is no guarantee that I will be able to live so smoothly all the time, and I am not sure that one day I will experience this feeling of falling from the peak.

He wants to be low-key and low-key, and if he doesn't have a sense of presence, he will naturally not be used by others.

Empty Weibo is a ritual he held for himself in the bottom of his heart, telling himself that he should bid farewell to the label of "traffic artist" and gradually fade out of the view of fans.

From now on, the name Shen Jing will rarely be mentioned, even if it is mentioned, it is probably more regret than expectation.

When there is no work, no one will care about his daily life, and no fans will roll around in the comment area begging for selfies.

Even if there is a work in the future, you have to be prepared to be laughed at coldly.

"The once extremely popular male artist has such a miserable life after retiring from the industry." He can almost imagine how the media will report the news about him.

But it doesn't matter, it's a long way to go, bid farewell to these seven years, and there are more seven years...

From now on, be free and live for yourself.

#沉景crazy执博# It didn’t take long for this topic to reach the top of #宋流忆李博炘#.

A large number of fans expressed disbelief and regret, and even sent private messages to Shen Jing to care about what happened to him.

Many fans on the homepage also brought up this topic.

Genuine Qingdou: #沉景crazy批博#QAQ I'm going crazy, I just saw it, it's really deleted, does anyone save Jingjing's old photos?

I want to tie a red rope with Qing: Reply to @正版青豆: I have it, how much is your Baidu cloud, I will send you a message.But not very complete.

The little animal also wants to wipe his ass after pulling: Crying Liao, I fell in love only after watching "The Eagle", and it was miserable to be hacked like that in the middle, I guess I really had enough, but it's okay to quit the blog , Live the life you want in a low-key way!Just be safe!We will always support you!

Ah Jing's eyelashes: #沉景疯狂改博# I cried.As an old fan, it really hurts.From "The Year of the Weak Crown" all the way to "The Story of Fu Que", I have watched every work.For seven whole years, it can be said that I have watched him grow up day by day. The number of fans has increased from 4 to more than 1400 million now. I am so relieved and happy for him from the bottom of my heart.After Song Qianyi's incident broke out, there were a lot of rumors on the Internet. I don't believe it. When he defended him, he was ridiculed and insulted by the crowd. Later, he was hacked by the whole Internet because of his endorsement. Later, he gave up explaining.I think Jingjing should be very disappointed. As your backing, we failed to stand up and protect you when you needed us most, which made you hurt.very sorry.No matter what happens in the future, we hope you will be well.In my eyes, you are still the gentle and considerate, shining Jingjing.As long as you release new works, I will definitely watch them!That is, I am very reluctant and want to see more of you who are different. @ Shen Jing

Sun Hanxiao was moved to tears when she saw this Weibo, and after the screenshot was posted to the work group, Shen Jing was also moved.

Fans have always been his weakness.

He himself felt very distressed.

Shen Jing's account has not been authenticated since his debut. Finally, after discussing with everyone, he changed his account to his personal studio Weibo, applied for a blue V, and then handed over everything to the company.

Shen Jing nodded in agreement, after all, this is also a "world" built by the company for herself, and the company has the right to dispose of it.

"Oh, by the way, what date is your crew's drama performance?" Yao Huan asked.

"Next Saturday, it will be at the Renmin Road Grand Theater. Do you want to come together? I have two free places for family members." Shen Jing said with a smile.

"Okay, go, we are your die-hard fans!" Xiao Li clenched his fists.

Cheng Yue squeezed between the two of them, "People say it's a family member's quota! Are you a family member? Go ahead, I'm not even talking in this palace."

"Then there are two cards, one for you and one for me! Why are you so domineering!" Xiao Li is now familiar with Cheng Yue, and he is not to be outdone.

"Why did I bully me? I'm his lover, what are you..."

Before Cheng Yue finished speaking, Shen Jing covered his mouth, "I'll buy it, I'll buy it, if it's not enough, I'll book a ticket, I invite everyone to watch it together."

"Wow!" Xiao Li was overjoyed, "I haven't seen a drama in my life!"

Cheng Yue let out a "tow", showing a disgusted expression, "You are a die-hard fan like you, how dare you! You are as thick-skinned as a city wall, and let your idol give you money to buy tickets for you."

Xiao Li tugged at Shen Jing's arm, "Brother! In all fairness, am I using your free family quota?"

Shen Jing smiled, "Yes."

"Look!" Xiao Li looked smug.

"If you say you're fat and panting, he's too embarrassed to say no to you. For a stingy guy like you who pays off his family, I think it's more like poultry!" Cheng Yue teased with a smile.

Xiao Li blushed and wanted to refute, but Shen Jing covered his mouth.

The "South City" play opened at 01:30 p.m. on Saturday. A group of people drove to the theater enthusiastically. It was only [-]:[-] when they arrived at the theater. There was already a long queue waiting for tickets to enter the hall on the second floor.

Sun Hanxiao and the others walked through the VIP channel under the leadership of Xiao Li. When passing by the huge team, they heard a few girls talking about Shen Jing, and they probably came for him.

Cheng Yue originally wanted to sneak in in the dark after the opening, but he forgot to charge his phone and was bored in the car, so he just jumped out of the car.

He hadn't been to the Grand Theatre, didn't know how to go through the VIP passage, put on his peaked cap and put on a mask, and just stood in the middle of the line openly.

There are old men and old ladies on both sides. I thought that I would not be discovered by being so fully armed, but I didn't expect that some fans recognized Yan Minghao first.

"Cheng Yue! It's Cheng Yue Cheng Yue Cheng Yue!" A fan shouted excitedly, and then a group of people gathered from all directions like ants smelling food, surrounded Cheng Yue, and quickly took out their phones Take a group photo.

"Everyone, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, line up..." Yan Minghao raised his hand to stop Cheng Yue's chest.

"Yueyue, did you also come to watch the drama?" the fan asked.

"Yes." Cheng Yue smiled.

"Which game are you from?" the fan asked.

"Which show are you watching?" Cheng Yue smiled, "I will try to avoid you."

"Ah—don't—" There was a wail from the side.

Cheng Yue put his hands in his pockets, and slowly moved towards the front of the team, "I'm watching Shen Jing's "South City", do you guys have it together?"

"Me too!" A girl covered her mouth excitedly, with a smile in her eyes, as if she had won the lottery.

"Ah, we are watching "Frontier", what a pity, can I get a refund? I want to change it to "Southern City." Two girls jumped in anxiety and did not forget to record.

"Come on, what should I do when the director of "Frontier" asks me to talk?" Cheng Yue rubbed his eyebrows.

"Then can you sign for us..." The girls took out the paper and pens in their bags.

"Okay," Cheng Yue raised his eyes and glanced at the oncoming security guards, and reminded, "You guys line up obediently, don't affect others, give me the notebook, and I'll sign one by one..."

As soon as the voice fell, several security guards tried their best to push through the crowd and squeezed into the middle of the encirclement, "Everyone line up, don't jump in line, pay attention to quality."

Everyone pushed and shoved to sign, and no one was willing to leave. Several girls standing outside the circle were forcibly pulled away by the security guards, but the few who were close to Cheng Yue pretended not to hear them and urgently asked for their autographs.

After all, there may be such a chance to get close to their idol in this life, and they don't want to let it go easily, and it's a good thing to have an extra look.

There were so many people, and instead of being shocked by the harsh words of the security guards, the seemingly thin girls gathered more and more, desperately trying to get close to Cheng Yue. Later, a few security guards were pushed out of the circle.

Encountering such a situation, Cheng Yue was very helpless. Yan Minghao's voice was almost hoarse, and no one wanted to listen. Fortunately, the security department of the theater immediately sent additional staff after knowing the situation, and escorted him to the VIP entrance area.

There are multiple entrances in the theater hall, and when Cheng Yue entered the arena, it was already full of people.

The hall is divided into three floors. The bottom floor is the stage and the auditorium. The audience seats on the bottom floor are huge and divided into three areas, ABC. The auditoriums on the second and third floors respectively surround the entire hall in a U shape. With a capacity of nearly a thousand people, it is one of the largest theaters in the country so far.

Cheng Yue's family ticket is located in the middle of the eighth row, which is considered the best position. It can clearly see the entire stage without being deafened by the sound. Sun Hanxiao and the others are on the second floor of the auditorium. It is wide open, and the entire stage can be seen, but the faces of the actors cannot be seen clearly at all.

The main reason is that Shen Jing booked the ticket too late.

Yao Huan put on the binoculars presciently.

At 55:[-], the entrances of each passageway were closed by the staff in turn, the bright lights above the head suddenly went out, and the whole theater was plunged into darkness.

The music on the stage sounded like the sound of spring water flowing, from far to near, the originally noisy auditorium gradually became quiet.

Only then did Cheng Yue take off his sunglasses and mask with confidence.

On his left is Xiao Li, and on his right is a young couple.

As soon as the performance started, Cheng Yue heard the rustling sound of unpacking bags on the left, so he turned sideways and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Li paused when he removed the popcorn, and asked tentatively, "Do you want to eat popcorn?"

"Isn't it forbidden to bring things?" Cheng Yue glanced at him, and saw Xiao Li took out several bags of snacks from his stomach.

"Being thin has its benefits," Xiao Li handed the unpacked popcorn to Cheng Yue, "Do you want to eat it?"

"Don't eat!" Cheng Yue resolutely refused, and deeply condemned.

Of course, the main reason is that I am afraid of being embarrassed by my fans.

The character played by Shen Jing didn't appear on the stage more than ten minutes after the play started. When he appeared, the little girl who was leaning on her boyfriend's shoulder sat up straight, took out her mobile phone, and excitedly recorded a small video and uploaded it to Moments .

From the corner of his eye, Cheng Yue caught a glimpse of her sending several messages.

Silently happy for Shen Jing.

Xiao Li next door was like a mouse, relying on the sound of the stereo so that no one could hear it, he ate non-stop. After eating the popcorn, he ate potato chips, and after eating the potato chips, he began to gnaw on the chicken feet.

Cheng Yue couldn't bear it anymore, "Give me one."