After liking it, Jiang Mingyu put the phone back, turned around and entered the police station again.

The Australian police have clearly investigated the case of Shao Chuan's attempted murder and confirmed his motive and trajectory.

Since Shao Chuan is a Chinese after all, they need to send him back to China after the trial.

Jiang Mingyu stood outside the interrogation room, looked at Shao Chuan, who was hanging his head inside, through a glass, and looked at the police after opening his mouth.

"No, I'm sorry, can I go in and talk to him?"

The policeman looked at him, and then at Shao Chuan inside.

"Yes, ten minutes."

"Thank you, thank you."

Jiang Mingyu pushed the door and walked in.

The moment he saw him, Shao Chuan's expression changed from numbness to indifference.

"Did you come to see my jokes?"

Jiang Mingyu twisted his eyebrows and sat down opposite him.

"I, I never thought or thought about seeing your jokes, I just don't understand, Shao, Shao Chuan, you, why are you doing this?"

Since he was a child, his personality has been relatively withdrawn, and he has a physical stutter, and he stutters whenever he is nervous to speak.

Because of this problem, he has been ostracized by the people around him since kindergarten.

Later, when he was in high school, he was inadvertently discovered by a talent scout, and then he entered the entertainment industry.

Originally, he didn't like the smoky miasma of the entertainment industry, but he was surprised to find that as long as he faced the camera and stood on the stage, his heart would naturally be calm and he would not stutter when he spoke.

What's more, entering the entertainment industry means that he can stay with Shen Lan all the time.

So he did not hesitate to be a god for twenty years.

The days at the top were more lonely than ever, and there was hardly anyone by his side except Shen Lan.

Until the appearance of Shao Chuan.

He still remembers the first time he met him, he was shy and shy, and at that time, his eyes were full of hope, and he was envious of even his predecessors.

He is also the only person other than Shen Lan who does not dislike his loneliness and weirdness.

Even if he later withdrew from the circle and proposed to travel around the world, he followed him without hesitation to support him.

But why is this happening?

Jiang Mingyu couldn't figure it out, and there was some pain in his heart.

Shao Chuan laughed out loud.

"Jiang Mingyu, you still don't understand me, you don't deserve to understand me, and you don't deserve the title of god!"

"You know what? Since you released your first album, I have been worshipping you, worshiping you for shining on the stage and really looking like a god, and I entered the entertainment industry all because of you. ”

"But you failed to live up to my expectations and all the fans, just because of that woman, you gave up what you loved and all the you loved, is it worth it?!"

"Haha, don't you want a happy family? But did you get it? In the end, are you still empty-handed? And it breaks the hearts of our fans! ”

"I don't want to see my god degenerate into an ordinary person, instead of seeing you do nothing for the rest of your life and only know how to numb yourself with these extreme sports, it's better to let your life end at the most perfect time, so that I can still claim that you quit the circle because you are sick and don't want fans to worry, so you are the most perfect god, right?"

Looking at Shao Chuan, who was almost in a frenzy, Jiang Mingyu's pupils were slightly dilated, very surprised and dazed.

After a few moments, he stood up, his expression cold again.

"Shao Chuan, I, I've only seen through you now, you're a madman!"

"I—I never wanted to be a god, I just wanted to be myself, I have sacrificed all my youth for the stage, do I want to continue to consume all my energy to be your god?"

He wanted to say something more, but seeing Shao Chuan's hysterical and crazy appearance, he suddenly didn't want to say anything.

He thought he was his most loyal friend, but in the end, he was no different from those crazy bastards.

It's just that you don't know people clearly, after all, he has never been suitable for one person.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mingyu smiled self-deprecatingly, didn't say a word, and left the interrogation room without looking back.

Out of the police station, he drove back to his apartment to rest, but the moment he turned on his phone, he was bombarded with tens of thousands of text messages.

It's all from Weibo messages.

Jiang Mingyu was a little dumbfounded.

I don't have anything in my account, how can I suddenly have so many messages?

After clicking on Weibo, he was even more dumbfounded.

Because at this moment, the first hot search on Weibo is no longer the entry "Shen Lan blew up Jiang Li is her niece", but the news of "the suspected return of the gods".

Seeing these two words, Jiang Mingyu's heart palpitated, and he hurriedly clicked in.

Only then was he surprised to find that he had just liked Shen Lan's Weibo with his own tuba!

That like was forwarded hundreds of thousands of times within five minutes, and even the number of likes on Weibo with Shen Lan exceeded 10 million.

The comment area fell in a second.

[Damn, Jiang Yu gave Shen Lan a thumbs up ten minutes ago??? Yu Shen is not planning to return??? 】

【？？？ Help, I can still see Yu Shen posting on Weibo in my lifetime? also praised his previous agent, wouldn't it really be back. 】

[Didn't Yu Shen categorically say that it was impossible for him to return when he withdrew from the circle before? ] Now you're going to slap yourself in the face? 】

[The tears of the times, I still can't forget the concert I went to see when I was 18 years old, and now I'm 30 years old, but the mobile phone wallpaper is still him. 】

Jiang Yu's Weibo has not moved for more than ten years, and this operation is tantamount to the legendary Bai Yueguang returning to China.

And it is still the white moonlight of hundreds of millions of girls.

However, Jiang Mingyu himself was nervous, and his whole body trembled.

What to do, what to do, did he make a big mistake?!

He subconsciously wanted to call Shen Lan, but then he thought that it should be very late at this time in China.

She was already tired, and it wouldn't be nice to disturb her rest.

He is already forty years old and still makes such a low-level mistake, Ah Lan doesn't think that he is not mature and still like a child, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Mingyu could only switch Weibo to the trumpet with trembling hands, and then hugged the reverse plate in annoyance.

When I saw this hot search, Jiang Yan was eating.

Jiang Li made bamboo rice today, and the fragrance of bamboo and the softness of glutinous rice permeated the entire room.

But the moment he saw the hot search, he was in no mood to continue swallowing.

"Damn, did the second uncle like the second aunt's Weibo?! He's a corpse?! ”

I'm catching the train today, and I'll resume two shifts tomorrow, but it's going to be later, don't wait, babies, come and see it during the day~