Imperial capital.

Lei Ming is participating in a dinner, big fish and meat, good wine and good food.

Everyone was eating and drinking.

Suddenly.

"Obviously. A colleague who was resting on Weibo on the sofa in the box raised his head and shouted Lei Ming with a strange look in his eyes.

One of the people at the table stopped drinking and chatting and looked at the man.

Lei Ming turned around and said with a smile: "Pan Lang, I thought you ran away, but you went to hide there, what's wrong?"

Pan Lang's face was a little weird, and he said: "Hurry up and take a look on Weibo, your artist seems to be making trouble." ”

Everyone was amazed.

Who are Lei Ming's artists fighting with?

Thinking about it, everyone hurriedly logged on to Weibo.

Someone also asked while posting on Weibo: "Whose Weibo? There are seven or eight artists in Amin." ”

Pan Lang hesitated for a moment and said, "Wang Zi'an, he posted on Weibo again." ”

Lei Ming was stunned for a moment, and then became angry, this idiot didn't discuss with him, and posted Weibo again?

Everyone went on Weibo to check Wang Anfa's Weibo.

At this look, everyone was stunned, silent one by one, and looked at Lei Ming.

Lei Ming also looked at Wang Zi'an's Weibo blankly.

Almost at the same time, there was an earthquake in the circle.

Because many insiders began to receive the news, they went online and posted on Weibo.

Many netizens also looked at Wang Zi'an's Weibo with an incredulous expression.

Whether it is Wang Zi'an's red fan or black fan, no one can't understand Wang Zi'an's insinuation on Weibo.

Yao Mingyue is mentioned in it, and before the "retirement", Wang Zian and Yao Mingyue were a pair of artists with a story.

"It's really a scumbag!" Looking at Wang Zi'an's Weibo, Wang Yishan gritted her teeth.

"Doesn't this guy want to make a comeback, how can he post such a Weibo?"

"I think it's a broken can, not a return. Jiang Ling's face was not very good-looking.

Many artists in the circle were shocked.

"It's over, this feud is big!"

"Why is Yao Mingyue so sad. ”

"Wang Zi'an, is this crazy?"

“......”

After Luo Jin saw this Weibo, she trembled with anger.

"Wang Zi'an, what's going on, why did you suddenly tear Yao Mingyue apart?" she called Lei Ming, almost roaring and questioning the other party.

Lei Ming was also trembling with anger just now, and now he was slammed by Luo Jin again, and he wanted to kill Wang Zi'an.

"Sister Luo, I don't know what's going on, I'll ask Mingyue first, she shouldn't have provoked Wang Zi'an in the past two years. Wang Zi'an may be crazy again. Lei Ming said hurriedly.

After talking to Luo Jin, Lei Ming immediately called Yao Mingyue.

"Mingyue, what's going on? How can Wang Zi'an provoke you?" His attitude towards Yao Mingyue was much better, the two were in an equal relationship, and even Yao Mingyue's status was a little higher than him, and he took the initiative in cooperation.

At this time, Yao Mingyue had already closed the curtains and leaned against the window to answer Lei Ming's call: "Brother Lei, what's wrong?"

Lei Ming's face froze, and the heroine didn't know what was happening on the Internet: "Mingyue, let me ask you, have you been in contact with Wang Zi'an recently?"

Yao Mingyue sneered: "Brother Lei, how is this possible, I have long been old and dead." ”

Lei Ming was a little unconvinced, he didn't contact her, why did Wang Zi'an suddenly shoot at her: "You really didn't contact him again?"

Yao Mingyue was a little unhappy: "At the beginning, he stalked me, but after you came forward, he was honest." I wish he was far away from me, the farther away the better, how could I contact him again!"

Lei Ming didn't know what to say, and said after hesitating for a while: "You go to Weibo yourself and watch what he posted tonight." ”

Yao Mingyue chuckled in her heart, what happened?

After calling Yao Mingyue, Lei Ming immediately called Wang Zi'an.

"Wang Zi'an, are you crazy?" Lei Ming had a gloomy face.

Over there, Wang Zi'an was confused: "Brother Lei, what's wrong?"

Lei Ming felt like he was punching the cotton hard, and he was so depressed that he vomited blood: "What kind of Weibo are you posting tonight, why don't you delete it for me quickly!"

"Oh......" Wang Zi'an suddenly realized, and then asked suspiciously: "I have a whim, and the poetry is prosperous." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Zi'an became excited: "Brother Lei, what do you think of my literary literacy, and is the poetry I write okay?"

Lei Ming couldn't help it, and roared: "I told you to delete Weibo, immediately, immediately, do you know that you are like a fool now......"

Wang Zi'an smiled and interrupted Lei Ming's words: "Who is the fool talking about? It's terrible to be uneducated, such a good poem, if you don't know how to appreciate it, you just can't ask me to delete it." Okay, you can roll, let me roll as far as the thought goes. ”

After speaking, Wang Zi'an hung up the phone.

Lei Ming was dumbfounded, a little unable to believe his ears.

Wang Zi'an dared to scold him, dare to scold him, dare to talk to him like this?

Is this guy really crazy?

Where is the former prince Ann?

The former Wang Zi'an is like a little white face who eats soft rice, cowardly, timid, strong on the outside, and capable of doing things, in addition to being able to sing and acting, he is an idiot in life, he opens his mouth when he eats, and he stretches out his hand when he wears clothes......

Hanging up Lei Ming's phone, the prince was calm in peace of mind.

He has already given this world, Lei Ming, and Luan a chance.

The predecessor was forced to die, but after all, he was not forced to die now, and he planned to be the enemy of the whole world as soon as he came to this world.

posted on Weibo last night, all kinds of malicious attacks from netizens, and Lei Ming's phone call tonight, made Wang Zi'an completely cut off the idea of reaching an understanding with this world.

Then, let it go, make a vigorous scene, and it will be worth this life.

He and Kexin are almost out of food, and if they want to be dark, they will be dark to the end.

"I thought I wanted to wash my white and get back on the road, hehe, if I can't be a white horse, then I will be a black horse, a wild horse. Wang Zi'an picked up his mobile phone and swiped Weibo, looking at the comments with relish, which had exceeded 10,000 comments.

Netizen, there are all kinds of ugly words, but Wang Zian is indifferent.

"Wang Zi'an, you are a scumbag. ”

"Wang Zi'an, your ancestral grave has been dug up, go and take a look. ”

"Garbage, ruin my goddess!"

"Hehe, no wonder my parents were killed by him, they deserve it!"

"There are fathers and mothers, but there are no fathers and mothers. ”

“......”

At this time, Yao Mingyue was naked, leaning against the curtain to read Weibo.

She didn't pay attention to Wang Zi'an's Weibo, and after logging on to her Weibo, she typed the word "Wang Zi'an" in the search box, and then clicked search.

The first of the search results is Wang Zi'an's Weibo.

Click to enter the Wang Zi'an Weibo homepage.

After seeing the Weibo content posted by Wang Zi'an tonight, Yao Mingyue almost fainted.

The first few sentences of the Weibo content are not important.

The important thing is the poem that follows.

"The agent called me tonight, it's been two years, and the company is finally going to start flying with me, I'm so happy that I can't help but compose a poem......"

This is the first half of Wang Zi'an's Weibo post tonight.

The second half is a poem.

"Silent Night Thoughts

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”