Chapter 638

#Lin Yurou, Han Zhengkun, get out of the entertainment circle ᦇ

this topic, on the second day after the award ceremony of the golden statue awards, was quickly topped the headlines of microblog and major websites.

Lin Yurou and Han Zhengkun were almost despised by the whole world overnight.

Once those who adore their face value, talent, never give up on them brain powder, die loyal powder, almost overnight off powder.

Lin Yurou's biggest official fan support association announced the dissolution, and the president directly changed the head picture to black, and the signature of the support association has changed from "protect Rourou, love Rourou, never leave" to "really disappointed, from today on, no longer believe in the world".

As the saying goes, people push when the wall falls.

In the entertainment industry, when it's red, naturally someone holds you and flatters you. Even if you want the clouds in the sky, someone can pick them for you.

But if one day you fall into the dust, then there will be no shortage of people in this circle to step on your feet.

There are many black materials about Lin Yurou and Han Zhengkun on the Internet.

Lin Yurou once bought a murderer and framed her best friend These things have been fired again, and there used to be some diehard fans who kept talking for her under the microblog.

But now, under Lin Yurou's microblog, there is almost nothing but a bloody storm.

"Pa!"

the porcelain cup of Ru kiln fell on the brown floor and broke into pieces.

Lin Yurou rarely has no make-up. She is wearing pajamas, her hair is messy, her eyes are red and swollen, and her condition looks terrible.

"It won't be like this, it won't be like this at all!" Lin Yurou's voice sounded hysterical. She suddenly waved the things on the table to the ground.

Things crash off and pile up on the floor.

Lin Yurou's expression is ferocious and terrifying.

Flying eagle was still standing by the door. Seeing Lin Yurou's appearance at the moment, his face showed an extremely painful expression.

He took two steps forward and held out his hand as if he wanted to touch Lin Yurou.

"Miss..."

The man's voice is dry and hoarse, which suppresses the incomparable pain: "don't do this, you don't do this..."

"I'm finished!" before Feiying's hand reached out, Lin Yurou patted him away with a slap. She shook her head and kept retreating in despair and pain. "I'm completely finished. Now I have nothing. I'm not a big lady. I'm nothing. I have nothing!"

Feiying doesn't dare to move forward for fear that one of her actions will stab her again It's exciting to Lin Yurou.

He opened his mouth, want to say you and me, but words to the mouth, and just to swallow down.

"I'm sorry, it's useless for flying eagles. I'm sorry..."

Looking at Lin Yurou in such pain, Fein felt that his heart was being cut with a blunt knife. The knife saw blood, but it was not fatal.

The tingling feeling from the bottom of his heart is still spreading to his four limbs.

"Why? Why should I be reduced to this Lin Yurou's eyes are scarlet. She squats down and holds a broken porcelain cup. Even if her hand overflows with dripping blood, she has no consciousness, as if she can't feel any pain at all. "I can't get to this point. I'm going to turn over. Yes, I'm going to find Mo lengqing He will help me, and he will help me! "