Of course, Zhao Lixin also saw these public opinions on the Internet.

He was lying on the bed with his mobile phone in his hand, staring blankly at the ceiling.

I wanted to cry, but I couldn't.

My head is buzzing, and I have no ability to think at all.

"Ding." A message pops up on the phone, and the phone with the original black screen lights up again.

The picture that stayed on the screen was the WeChat message he sent to Su Qing, "What the hell is going on?" But it shows that he has been blocked by the other party.

He felt that he had no heart at the moment, and he couldn't help but hammer his chest, but he didn't feel the slightest pain.

He gasped, now he could say that he had nothing.

The girl he loved the most was gone, not only that, but the person he loved the most stabbed him hard, and this knife was far more serious than the injury he suffered when he was desperate to save Jiang Li.

His fledgling career is gone, he has no fans, no public relations team, and no background, even if he speaks out, no one will believe it at all, and no one will dare to use him again in the future.

He's done.

It's completely over.

He suddenly sat up from the bed, his eyes saw the fruit knife on the table, he walked over quickly, grabbed the knife and raised it high, paused for three seconds, closed his eyes, and stabbed it in the chest.

"Knock knock." The moment the knife fell, there was a knock on the door.

The voice also brought back his senses, and he stood motionless, waiting to see the knife in his hand and the movement he was about to complete, and he threw it away in fear, as if it were something terrible.

She sat back on the bed, her body shaking.

"Knock knock." The knocking on the door didn't stop, but was more violent than before.

Xu sensed that the people in the house would not come to open the door, followed by the sound of feet kicking on the door.

Because with Zhao Lixin's current economic conditions, he can only afford to rent a basement, and the door is also the most rudimentary wooden door.

Soon, the wooden door was kicked out of a hole, and a pair of hands locked the door through the hole and successfully opened.

The first thing that caught Zhao Lixin's eyes was the man's dazzling red hair, which was incompatible with the dim environment at the moment, he looked at the man by the door, his lips trembled, and his eyes were timid, "You...... Who are you? ”

The man at the door patted his dirty hands and raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, "The one who came to save you." ”

"Help me?" Zhao Lixin felt that he must have hallucinated, shook his head in disbelief, and muttered, "No one, no one will save me." ”

Now he is like a rat in the sewer, everyone hates and avoids him.

"Someone, that person is me Yu Chenxi." Yu Chenxi turned on the light in the room, and naturally saw the fruit knife thrown on the ground.

He walked over and picked up the knife, sat down on the only stool in the room, played with the knife in his hand, and said softly, "Don't you want to wash off the dirty water that you spilled with your own hands?" Don't want the consequences of betraying you? Or don't want to stand on the highest podium and prove your acting skills? ”

Every time Yu Chenxi said a word, Zhao Lixin breathed tightly, he thought, he thought more than anyone else!

He wants to pay back all the malice that those people have inflicted on him today, no, a hundredfold!

Zhao Lixin's originally dim eyes seemed to have a focal length, and he stared at Yu Chenxi for a moment, as if he used all his strength to spit out that word, "Think." ”

"Good." Yu Chenxi threw the fruit knife into the trash can, got up, the light fell on his dazzling red hair, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then sign a contract with me." ”

There was a smile in his eyes, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Are you really willing to sign me?" Zhao Lixin still suspected that he was dreaming, maybe when he woke up from the dream, he still had nothing.

"No, am I still here?" Yu Chenxi seemed to be prepared, took out a piece of paper and pen directly from his pocket, and handed them to him, "Zhao Lixin, if you want revenge, sign your name on this piece of paper." ”

Where can Zhao Lixin manage so much, he didn't check the text on it carefully at all, as long as Yu Chenxi promised to sign a contract with him, let him do whatever he wanted, and signed his name without hesitation.

"Good." Yu Chenxi looked at the piece of paper signed with Zhao Lixin's name in his hand, curled the corners of his lips, and pressed his hand on his head, "From today on, you will be my moonshine artist." ”

Zhao Lixin swallowed his saliva, and suddenly felt that the man in front of him was like a god descending from the sky, looking up at him very reverently, and asked in a humble tone, "Why are you, why are you willing to give me a chance?" ”

Yu Chenxi smiled confidently, "Because I like to let people who have nothing get everything." ”

As if to understand the incomprehension in his eyes, Yu Chenxi withdrew his hand and walked to the door, "Jiang Li also came to Moonlight when he had nothing, and now you are the same as she was at the beginning, so you have to treat her as you did to yourself, understand?" ”

"What do you mean?" Zhao Lixin didn't know how to get Jiang Li well.

"Respect her as you respect yourself, and you're going to give her everything you can, understand?" Yu Chenxi smiled, "Thank her, she saved you now." ”