Next, the TV switches to a different picture and continues to the next news story.

Just now, Lin Zitong stared at the TV for a long time, but he didn't see the so-called old photos of Zhong Shaoqing.

So, is this news true or false, and does Zhong Shaoqing have plastic surgery?

The TV was still on, and she sat on the sofa full of suspicion, picked up her mobile phone to check the online news.

All entertainment websites were flooded by an explosive piece of news.

The news of Zhong Shaoqing's plastic surgery swept in and occupied the major hot searches and rankings.

A few old photos, for a while, pushed the most popular national male god to the cusp of morality.

No matter whether those old photos are true or false, and how much water is in them, the public's attention is all attracted, and the direction of public opinion is all directed at him, and the crusade is everywhere.

Major entertainment websites are discussing this matter enthusiastically, and some people have written critical articles in a short period of time, strongly criticizing Zhong Shaoqing for corrupting the atmosphere of the entertainment industry.

The news was overwhelmingly on the front pages of all the media.

It's like a powerful bomb that shook the entire entertainment industry.

The entertainment industry is like encountering a 12-magnitude earthquake, which is earth-shattering.

Fans can't believe that the handsome national male god will actually be made of plastic surgery.

At this point, the video of her slapping You Haozer quickly faded out of the audience's sight, and few people mentioned it again.

Lin Zitong's eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone, looking at Zhong Shaoqing's old photos, and his eyes widened in shock.

She was completely stunned, her eyes widening.

The whole person is like being struck by lightning!

It's him!

It turned out to be him!

At this moment, the wind was raging outside, and a dazzling lightning flashed, followed by a terrifying explosion of thunder.

She shook her hands in fright, and her phone fell to the ground.

The switch tripped.

The sound of the television stopped abruptly, the lights went out, and the room was plunged into darkness.

A terrible darkness, like a greedy devil, seeks to swallow up the whole world.

Lightning flashed, and a thunderclap shook the ground.

Lin Zitong covered his ears with his hands, and he curled up on the sofa and shivered.

She hugged her knees and buried her face in her knees, every nerve beating violently.

The familiar sense of fear swept over me, and the painful memories in my mind shouted and rushed out.

It was like a nightmare had begun, my head was about to explode, and the scene in my memory became clearer and clearer.

……

In the late autumn of that year, Lin Zitong was only eight years old and in the third grade of primary school.

The students in the school have their parents to pick them up and drop off from school every day, but she is the only one who walks home by herself in the cold and summer.

Not only did her classmates never see her father, but even the teachers never met her father.

Of course, she herself has never seen her father, not even a photo.

Her mother only goes to school when she has a parent-teacher conference.

At that time, she was very envious of other classmates, who had a complete family and parents who loved them.

In my impression, her mother doesn't like to smile and always pulls a face, either beating or scolding her, except for letting her eat well, dress well, live well, and don't seem to really care about her.

thought that her life like this was sad enough, but who knew that she would encounter the catastrophe that followed.

After school that day, as usual, she walked alone along the fence next to the school in the direction of home with a small schoolbag on her back.

As she walked, she suddenly felt something strange behind her, so she quickened her pace.