Li An was pulled away by his agent when filming was interrupted, and he felt inexplicable, so he asked angrily: "What are you doing, I'm filming."

"What am I doing, I have to ask you what you did!"

The agent lost his temper at her with a black face, Li An caught the point from his unlogical words, and immediately took out his mobile phone and clicked on Weibo, no need to search for her name, this Weibo is her.

She glanced back and forth a few times, only to feel that her blood was surging, her eyes were dark, and she gritted her teeth and shouted: "Xiao Cui!!"

Lin Jun came out of the courthouse, and only stood outside for a while, he was dizzy from the sun, and he couldn't see what was written on the summons in his hand.

Passers-by saw him stake-like pestle there, with ugly faces, and came to him to ask if he needed help.

Lin Jun refused, almost unable to make a sound.

He stood in place for a long time, took out his mobile phone with trembling hands and sent a message to the person who broke the news before, but found that he had been blocked.

Lin Jun's brain buzzed, and he fell down in front of him.

The person who inquired before was worried about walking slowly, and when he turned around, he found that Lin Jun had fallen, so he quickly called an ambulance.

The actors had accidents one after another, and investors began to wonder if there was something wrong with the show, and there was a tendency to withdraw their investment.

Li An couldn't shoot during the Hanshu holiday, Director Guo was so angry that he was sick, and he couldn't shoot at all now, so the whole crew could only start the holiday.

The assistant director knew that the investors had the idea of withdrawing their investment, so he was so anxious that his mouth was bubbling up, and he called the producers one by one, trying to reassure them.

After a busy day's work, the investors barely believed it and promised not to withdraw their capital at this stage, but something happened again.

Lin Jun came out of the hospital and went home, looking at the court summons, the more he thought about it, the more he hated, and he couldn't wait to chew Bai Tu and Hanshu to pieces.

A crazy thought popped up in his head, since they were merciless, it would be better to break the net

He bought a Weibo account and posted a long Weibo post.

Specifically, Bai Tu was originally the assistant of a popular Xiaohua, who stole things to sell with unclean hands and feet, and also sold Xiaohua's itinerary, and begged Xiaohua to let her go after being discovered.

Xiaohua was partial to her, put the pot on the head of another honest assistant, and sued the person.

Bai Tu still lost his job later, and somehow hooked up with Hanshu's gold master, and later had a leg with Hanshu.

completely reversed the matter between Bai Tu and Lin Bing, said that Lin Bing was wronged, and constantly slandered and personally attacked Bai Tu.

He said the truth of every word, but no netizens believed him, pointed out a lot of loopholes, and doubted the authenticity.

Lin Jun had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and he couldn't cough it out and couldn't swallow it, which made him uncomfortable, and his head began to hurt again.

simply closed the computer and ordered a takeout, which was his favorite fried chicken.

Half an hour later, Lin Jun got the takeaway and sat on the ground and began to eat, twisted off the chicken leg and took a bite It seemed that something was wrong, but he didn't think about it so much, and finished the whole chicken.

Probably because he ate too quickly, his stomach was not very comfortable, he rubbed his bulging stomach, drank half a can of Coke and went back to his room to lie down.

What happened on the Internet had no effect on Bai Tu, because no one believed Lin Jun's words, she left Hanshu for a whole day and received more than a dozen urging calls.

She bought a barbecue on the way, thought about it and turned into the cake shop to buy a cake.

However, the barbecue and cake did not do a good job of calming Hanshu's emotions, although he had eaten them all.

The next day, she slept until twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and even then she didn't think about it.

Han Shu: "Tu Tu, what do you eat at noon?" ”

Bai Tu smiled a little infiltration, "Don't eat it." ”

Han Shu's heart was weak, but his face was not obvious, and he looked very aggrieved with his blinking eyes, "...... Paint. ”

Bai Tu sneered: "Didn't eat enough last night?" ”

“……”

Hanshu was silent.

Then squatted on the side of the bed and watched Bai Tu order takeout, and watched her eat takeout.

Not even a grain of rice was left for him, only the empty lunch box and plastic bag were his.

Hanshu, who was so hungry that he was a little dazed, went downstairs to throw the takeaway box and forage for food by the way.

Bai Tu lay on the bed and chatted with 404.

[404: Doesn't the host SAMA need to explain Lin Jun's Weibo yesterday? 】

"No one believes him, no need to explain, it's just a waste of time."

[404: Hmm, does the host SAMA feel very uncomfortable now, do you want to try the new fatigue reliever medicine on the mall, as long as ten points, you will be ......]

Bai Tu: "Stop! ”

Here we go again, and here we sell weird stuff again.

[404: Host SAMA, the ......]

Bai Tu: "Don't sell anymore, I'll tell you if I need to, now I'm going to rest, you go play games." ”

[404: No, host SAMA, I just detected that Lin Jun is dead.] 】

Bai Tu was stunned, "What? ”

[404: When the landlord went to collect the rent, he knocked on the door and no one answered, and when he went in, he found Lin Jun lying on the bed, his face was blue and foaming at the mouth, and when the ambulance arrived, he was out of breath. The police initially determined that he had food poisoning. 】

Bai Tu's brows furrowed, "How can this be." “

It's such a coincidence that if she hadn't been with Hanshu, she would have doubted him.

Hanshu went outside to buy some bread and pulled up the mask that had slipped a little.

Not many people recognized him on the road, and he was stopped when he got back to the hotel door.

The man was wearing a peaked cap and a large DSLR camera around his neck, apparently a paparazzi.

The paparazzi stopped him, and the lit recorder almost hit him in the eye.

"Mo Zhi, do you know that the subcutaneous Lin Jun of the entertainment explosion has just died? Something happened to someone who had a conflict with you, did his death have anything to do with you? “

A little light lit up in Hanshu's cold eyes, and the meaning of his tone was unclear: "Dead?"

The corners of his mouth under the mask were uncontrollably hooked, and the exposed eyes were squinted, revealing a dangerous aura.

He walked around the paparazzi and walked briskly towards the hotel.

The paparazzi chased after him aggressively, and chased him from the door of the hotel to the elevator, "Lin Jun once said that if he had an accident, you were the most likely to commit the crime, did his death have anything to do with you, did you get angry with him and let the financier behind him kill the killer?" “

When the elevator reached the first floor, there was a clang, and the paparazzi were still chattering and noisy in their ears.

Hanshu's cold gaze swept over, and the latter glanced at him, inexplicably frozen, and he didn't come back to his senses until the elevator door closed, and the hand holding the recorder was trembling slightly.

He was afraid for some reason, and he didn't have the spirit of not being afraid of death just now, and ran out as if he was running for his life with the camera.

Upon learning of Lin Jun's death, Han Shu was in a happy mood, and when he opened the door, he muttered to himself: "I forgot to ask him how he died."

But it doesn't matter, Lin Jun's death has confirmed his conjecture.

This body has incredible power.