"Another day. Another day we will have a good conversation."

Lan Li said with a smile, but it seemed that he had consumed the last bit of energy in his body. He tried to turn around, walked gracefully, and then calmly left the crowd. As usual, all reporters would spontaneously give way to a passage. , Let him leave; but Lan Li overestimated his physical strength and energy.

The entire back is completely soaked, and the intense overdraft feeling is triggering a nausea after another, and it is constantly surging, just like a drowning person in the vast ocean, slapping his hands and both hands with all his strength. The legs, but the waves were ruthlessly one after another, and even the last remaining physical strength was exhausted. When the will to survive was worn out, suddenly there was a depression of self-destruction and abandonment, giving up the struggle.

Even if Lan Li wanted to turn around and leave now, he couldn't help it.

The knees felt soft and seemed to be trembling slightly. Obviously, this is not because of Hukou's injury, but because of Andrew's low self-esteem and cowardice, who is slowly taking over the initiative.

In desperation, he could only move his steps quietly, leaning slightly against the wall behind, but still did not rely entirely on it. Instead, he felt the sense of dependence and steadiness coming from behind, letting his body relax a little. The person seems to be crumbling, and the trance of shaking is making his last trace of physical strength on the verge of disappearing.

The blue gift at this moment is unprecedentedly weak.

He couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. Is this self-inflicted?

The problem is that nature never softens. Even in the face of the weak and weak life, the ocean still does not sympathize or pity, but devours life more ruthlessly, fleeting. At this moment, the same is true.

Facing the golden opportunity of a lifetime, the paparazzi not only did not leave and evacuated, but also pressed forward and tightened the encirclement. The dense crowds became more and more crowded, almost letting the paparazzi not leave and evacuate. People can't breathe, it seems that even oxygen has no living space, only carbon dioxide is surging.

"Len Li, please explain what is going on in the latest news?"

"Is the rumors between you and Diesel true?"

"Are you planning to cooperate with Marvel Pictures?"

"What about the scandal?"

"Are you pushing Diesel out?"

"Does this mean that you will gain more power?"

"What about the hype?"

The questions were getting shorter and shorter and faster and faster, chasing like a gust of wind and rain, and slammed down at Lan Li with his head and face.

Gradually, in the face of Lan Li who was unable to fight back, the question lost its meaning, and it evolved into an explosion, an attack, and a catharsis. The voice inevitably brought a trace of hostility, just like criticizing/fighting/big/meeting. Zhang Zhang's face began to twist, and even his eyes became red. After losing his mind, he burst out with a terrifying breath that swallows the living.

The emotions that have been hidden for so long and the anger that has been suppressed for so long are finally released today.

This is what Renly deserves, isn't it?

Who made Lan Li always put on a high posture, always oppressing them? Who made Lanli always have an infinite beauty, egot has been achieved, and has never encountered real setbacks? Who makes Lan Li always pretend to be professional and treat the news media with a high and arrogant attitude? Who caused Lan Li to throw himself into the net to expose his weakness, and thus became their dish?

Who makes Lan Li the top presence in Hollywood now, and all topics and concerns revolve around him? Who makes the entire industry now focusing on Lanli and moving the whole body? Who makes Lan Li the center of focus? Even shooting an independent film that no one cares about can trigger so many topics?

Now that Lan Li has enjoyed the praise and admiration for such a long time, and has reached the top with a smooth journey; then it is time for him to enjoy the taste of encountering a group of attacks.

This is reincarnation, this is retribution. This is the law of survival in nature.

Right, that is it! Can't blame them! They just seized the opportunity.

All the faces in my sight became **** and cruel, and my sanity was dying little by little. All kinds of problems completely submerged Lan Li like a flood, leaving no room for breathing. Even the power of parrying has been completely lost, not to mention the power to fight back.

During the attack, all the negative emotions of the paparazzi were released, and even the dark side that they did not realize was spreading their teeth and claws. The problem began to become more and more sharp, more red fruit, and more cruel——

"Does the Hall family have a cooperative relationship with Hollywood?"

"Does the previous award have a trading component?"

"Is there a default deal between the three major European film festivals and the nobility?"

"Do you think you are worthy of egot?"

"Do you think you are a great actor?"

"Are you deliberately hyping a scandal?"

"Are you using Diesel to make news?"

"After entering Hollywood, did you encounter unspoken rules?"

"According to the rumors, you rejected Harvey Weinstein's / ****, which led to a torn face, isn't it?"

"Some people say that you showed love to Jennifer Lawrence, but you were rejected. That's why you became angry and broke up."

Things are getting more and more outrageous, unfounded and unfounded imagination, like vicious pus, vomiting towards Lanli bit by bit, slowly and slowly drowning him completely, evolving from the interview It has become an attack, it has evolved from questioning to catharsis, and it has evolved from seizing the opportunity to taking the opportunity to retaliate.

Lan Li was trapped in the mortar and had nowhere to escape.

His back slammed against the wall, but he didn't even have the strength to rush from left to right and hold his head. The vicious language and hideous face rushed on his face like a gust of wind and rain, and the ears burst again. The drumbeats, "boomboom" and "boomboom", are everywhere, nowhere to escape, as if even the whole brain is filled with those drums, almost out of breath.

Sure enough, self-inflicted, can't live.

The corners of Lan Li's mouth rose slightly, revealing a self-deprecating smile. The pit he dug by himself, should he jump down by himself now?

In fact, Edith is right. He is a fool. His stubbornness and paranoia, his pride and stubbornness, his ego and arrogance will sooner or later bury him by himself, and sooner or later he will destroy himself by himself. Perhaps that day will finally come. But the funny thing is, does he regret it? He didn't regret it at all.

Therefore, he is an extremely stupid fool.

Slowly, Lan Li squatted down slowly, holding his head in both hands, trying to stop the splitting pain, but this was only in vain. The taste of heart-cutting was raging in his brain, no matter what. Mitigation and protection, the pain deeply imprinted in the soul cannot be relieved, but it makes people want to scream, screaming heartily.

When the pain reached its extreme, a white light appeared in front of him, and Zhang was dancing in disorder. He tried to reach out and catch it, but before he could touch it, the white light disappeared, and then the whole world escaped. The endless darkness, the pain that burst out instantly, was like a power failure, directly cutting off all perceptions.

Lan Li closed his eyes tightly, the two worlds were both shattered and shattered by force. All the pictures and all the memories were all messed up, belonging to Lan Li, Andrew... and the one lying in the hospital bed. Above the immobile boy, everything is completely disrupted, and the boundary between reality and illusion no longer exists.

Drums.

Drums.

Drums.

There was only one belief left in my mind. The "whipping" played by Buddy-Ricky began to be integrated in one go in my mind. Every detail, every rhythm, every force is so clear and accurate, involuntarily. Then he began to beat the rhythm with his fingers on his head.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Seven beat drums. Faster and faster, tighter and denser, first at one hundred and forty strikes, then two hundred and eighty strikes. The whole rhythm gradually found a special rhythm~lightnovelpub.net~ and my mind The drums in it fit together perfectly, and they truly escaped into the dark world of chaos, whether it was Lanly or Andrew, all have completely disappeared, only the drums are left.

But the piercing pain became more and more violent, more and more violent. When the pain reached a certain extreme, there was a roar in his mind, and then...then he lost consciousness, knowing nothing. , Completely disappeared into the darkness.

...

The paparazzi's attacks are still eloquent. They have broken through the shackles of reason, and vent all their emotions regardless of their carelessness and carelessness, but they have not received any response, and things slowly start to become unresolved. It's tasteless: to attack an object who doesn't fight back or scolds, and everything loses its meaning.

That kind of pleasure, that kind of excitement, that kind of excitement only lasted for a moment, and then the silence calmed down, the short-lived madness gradually began to cool down, panting and staring at the helpless Lan Li in front of him, like Stray puppies usually hide beside the garbage dump shiveringly in the middle of the stormy night, protecting themselves innocently and fragilely.

Something is wrong, things are really not quite right.

The paparazzi slowly came back to their senses, the blood in their eyes slowly began to fade, and then they noticed something abnormal. Among the sparse questions, swearing and swearing came out, which was completely a personal attack, which looked particularly harsh. , All eyes were projected over, and the other party closed his mouth in a daze.

"Len Li?"

"Blue gift!"

In the sound of the call, the panic was surging up in waves, and the Lan Li in front of him seemed to have completely lost his vitality. It was so quiet that it was frightening and calm that it was frightening. What should I do? What should they do now?