fair play?

Bo Zhiyan recollected these four words in his mouth and was silent, not knowing how to answer.

The original meaning of this word was very magnanimous, but now it seems that he only thinks it is cruel.

Just like taking an exam, everyone thought it was a fair competition, but he read the answers in advance.

Even if he tried hard to forget the answer, it would still not be fair.

Cheng Zui on the other side of the phone saw that he was reluctant to answer, so he asked softly: "What's wrong? Is it difficult?"

This is not a question of whether it is difficult or not.

Bo Zhiyan finally sighed and said, "Cheng Zui, feelings are really hard to predict."

"I understand."

The voice of the man opposite him was a little dark, and he immediately returned to the carefree, unruly young look.

"This is not a big deal! Do you know how much I envy you, buddy? I really want to snatch away the time you and her experienced together..."

He paused, "But it doesn't matter. I like her. It has nothing to do with anyone. We are both free."

Cheng Zui laughed and hung up the phone.

Bo Zhiyan kept talking while talking, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The more Cheng Zui downplayed it, the heavier his inner emotions became.

He envied him, so why didn't he envy him?

At least they are not mortal enemies, at least they have been in love...

Bo Zhiyan was sitting on the sofa, with only the screen of his mobile phone illuminated in the darkness.

The dim light shone on his face, and his deep and cold profile was outlined in a lonely shape.

He was holding a lighter in his right hand, opening, closing, opening, closing, repeating this action.

Until he opened it for the last time, a flame flickered in the darkness, and he picked up the cigarette that Chi Sheng had smelled.

Light it, put it to your lips and savor it.

A ringing sound broke the silence again.

Bo Zhiyan casually pressed answer.

"Brother Yan, what did Chi Sheng do to you again? Both of your hot search terms have exploded!"

Agent Jia Lin called anxiously.

He had gotten off work, and when he got home, he was leisurely checking his cell phone, using his trumpet to secretly eat other people's food.

I never thought that as I ate, I would eat at my own home.

Immediately afterwards, all kinds of phone calls came in overwhelmingly.

He was puzzled. He knew about Yan's manager, but every time he knew about Yan, he always found out about it from the Internet!

Jia Lin couldn't control his emotions and raised his voice.

"Why are you giving her 100 million? Do you know what netizens are saying about you now? Brother Yan, I have advised you to stay away from her, stay away from her. People like her..."

"Jia Lin."

A cold and cold voice interrupted Jia Lin's complaint.

Bo Zhiyan said in a calm voice: "If you don't want to do this anymore, just pack up and leave."

"Brother Yan?"

Even though he was thousands of miles away and on the phone, Jia Lin felt Bo Zhiyan's strong pressure.

Goosebumps appeared on my arms, and a cold sweat broke out on my back.

"Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"

The other party's voice was still cold and stern.

"Don't let me hear you slander her again." Bo Zhiyan said.

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Jia Lin was confused and scared. When he called again with trembling hands, he was already blocked.

Only then did Bo Zhiyan have time to pay attention to things on the Internet.

He never pays much attention to these gossip news.

One is that there is nothing to reveal about his own private life, and what reporters reveal is irrelevant.

The other is that as a public figure, it is normal for him to be discussed, judged and questioned. He has long been mentally prepared, as long as he does his own thing well.

Now that Chi Sheng was involved, Bo Zhiyan found his laptop and checked online.

The crew has already withdrawn several hot searches, but the marketing accounts couldn't keep up the popularity, and one entry after another was directed at him and Chi Sheng.

[Bo Zhiyanchisheng live broadcast accident]

[Bo Zhi Yan Chi Sheng Love Comprehensive Script]

[Bo Zhiyan: I’ll transfer you 100 million]

[What can one hundred million buy?]

He clicked on the entry, and the comment section was filled with smoke.

At a quick glance, you can see that there are trolls deliberately setting the pace. There are also some negative fans who take the opportunity to criticize and comment on it.

[Chi Sheng is worth 100 million? No wonder so many people are trying to get into the entertainment industry. 】

[If I were a wealthy person, I would also be willing to spend 100 million to buy Chisheng for a night [bad laugh]]

[This show should be taken down, these two people obviously have a shady deal.]

[I thought that in the entertainment industry, the actor was the only good man who kept himself clean, but I didn’t expect that it was all an illusion. He was playing bigger than anyone else!]

There are several comments that speak for them.

[Don’t say that, I always feel that there is something hidden in this. 】

[I won’t stand for anyone, I’ll wait for the rightful owner to make a statement.]

However, as soon as he said these words, he was drowned in a sea of ​​curses.

When we scold Chi Sheng and Bo Zhiyan together, we are like-minded good netizens, and those who have objections are enemies.

[Brother, how much does one cost? Let’s make some money together.]

[Hidden story? The audience bowed their heads and asked them to trade? The words didn’t come out of their mouths?]

[There are more and more idiot fans nowadays, can this be washed away? 】

The further Bo Zhiyan brushed his face, the darker his face became.

With his fingers clasped on the table, the sound of "Tuk, Tuk, Tuk" became heavier and heavier.

He was so focused that he didn't notice the suite door being opened.

Bo Zhichen held the room card, opened the door and walked in.

Holding his hands in front of his chest, he crept into the house like a mouse.

The room was dark and the computer screen was on. When he saw his brother on the sofa, his body trembled and he shuddered.

"Brother, don't beat me, I'm just here to get a cell phone."

He tried hard to reduce his presence.

He was beaten on the front foot by Chi Sheng and kicked on the back foot by his brother. He didn't want to have such an experience again.

"Turn on the light." came a cool voice.

Bo Zhichen had a strong desire to survive and immediately turned on the indoor lights obediently.

When he met Bo Zhiyan's eyes, he was startled. It seemed that there was no wild rage as he imagined, only a mess on the ground and a brother with a lonely expression.

Bo Zhiyan looked up at him and said gently: "I'm back."

"Ah...yes." Bo Zhichen stood at attention.

Bo Zhiyan was angry, but he was angry at the outside world and would not direct his anger at his younger brother.

"Have you read the posts online?"

"See." Bo Zhichen nodded obediently, "I said the wrong thing today. I called Chi Sheng sister-in-law. Brother, I'm sorry..."

He didn't know what happened. After being kicked out, he heard the banging and banging sounds inside, which frightened him and took refuge in the Internet cafe downstairs.

Without him even bothering to read the news, gossip about his brother and Chi Sheng was flooding in.

Bo Zhichen consoled him: "But brother, don't take it to heart. There are so many keyboard warriors on the Internet with dirty mouths. Just pretend you don't know."

Bo Zhiyan tilted his head, put his fingers on his temples, and asked suddenly.

"What did you call her?"

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Chapter completed!