Chapter 184:

Zhao Wenyan ushered in a wave of popular star cancellations, quite a bit burned, Su Fengxi paid a large amount of liquidated damages, but his face was grinning.
Zhang Yang sat opposite her, his face very gloomy, "Don't open the concert, it's dangerous." He sent his words very hard, but his tone was cautious.
"Why not? Isn't this what we planned?" Su Fengxi lay on the table, with two long, white arms resting on the side of the face, squinting and exposing: "With my appeal, the scene There will be 100,000 people, you think about it, so many people standing under the stage holding their hands high and cheering, continuously providing me with faith and vitality, what a grand scene! I can even open a concert of 100,000 people A dozen games, what will I be like then? I will swim in the sky and the deep sea, and become a giant whale that can set off a storm between breaths. "
Su Fengxi sat back on the sofa, lifted a strand of hair into his full red lips, and smiled.
Zhang Yang looked at her blurred eyes and shook her head: "Since meeting Van Gogh, you have completely changed. You used to just want to be young and beautiful, never caring about other things, but now you are only blindly pursuing Strength, you know that this is drinking thirst to quench your thirst! When you go back to face the old monster, do n’t you feel sick? "
Su Fengxi's smug expression instantly solidified and said coldly: "You know what, if the beautiful appearance can protect me from harm, I will not pursue power! Do you experience the feeling of being pushed to the edge of a cliff? You did n’t! But I did. I even stretched out my toes at that time, only a little distance away from death. If it were n’t for you to call me suddenly, I would jump down! I would fall into a pool Muddy, death is unclear! I ca n’t forget the despair that day, I really ca n’t.
She covered her face and groaned painfully.
Zhang Yang didn't dare to say anything, gently patting her trembling shoulder, and gritted her teeth to promise: "I will help you kill Van Gogh, I will definitely. But you still don't want to open the concert, take so much Yuzhu, Fangalo's strength has increased, and you may not be his opponent. "
Su Fengxi raised his head with a tragic death on his face: "Then I will go back to my old house again, as long as I can become stronger, I can pay anything!"
"Su Fengxi, you're enough!" Zhang Yang squeezed her arm hard, trying to say more dissuasion, but knew it was useless, this person has long been lost.
Su Fengxi was really not ready to listen to him. He shook his arm and stepped out of the office. Before going out, he also called Jianya and others and ordered with great enthusiasm: "Since they have already terminated the contract with the bankrupt company, then Just announce the good news on Weibo, and make the fans happy too. "
Jian Ya and others clearly knew that she wanted to defeat Xinghui Entertainment, but she still actively cooperated, and successively released Weibo to cancel the contract with the old club. This move is not a downfall. A dozen celebrities have been gone at once, and they are all justified. There is a brother and a sister, a small fresh meat and a small Huadan, and high-quality idols with both strength and appearance. Xinghui Entertainment is really a big event.
As soon as this news broke out, the Internet exploded, and the stock price of Xinghui Entertainment fell, and the trading day stopped. And the netizens naturally put all the blame on Van Gogh ’s head, laughing and saying that he was a man who destroyed a company by himself, and also poured into Zhao Wenyan ’s Weibo, asking him not to regret after he fell to this point. .
Zhao Wenyan pinned his reply to the top: [@ 梵 嘉罗, never regretted knowing you, as always support you. 】
His move is really too rigid, many people are speculating that he will be expelled from the general meeting of shareholders, and then lose the throne of the group president, but everyone in the Zhao family, including Mr. Zhao Guoan, are all for this Weibo Like it, express their position clearly-Zhao family will never bow to anyone.
The netizens looked dumbfounded and couldn't help guessing: [Does Fangallo guilty for everyone in the Zhao family? The company is about to collapse, why do they still protect him? 】
Before everyone finishes eating this melon, someone stiffer than Zhao Wenyan appears, that is Van Gogh, located in the center of the storm circle. He posted several Weibo posts in a row, with the amount of information heavier than one, and the first Weibo announced the news of his termination from Xinghui Entertainment.
The netizens watched and laughed at Zhao Wenyan's face. He said that he would always support others for the first second, and then canceled the contract with the other one second. Is this a who wants to set up a torii? Van Gogh is also not worthy of sympathy. What he does is not good, he just wants to pretend to be a ghost, and play the public as a fool. Let's see what the so-called masters who once became famous are the end. Some people are in disrepute, some people betray their relatives, and some people even eat a gun! Van Gaal will never be awakened again, and those people's ending will be his lesson.
However, under the siege and ridicule of many netizens, Fangalo did not have any slight reflection or repentance, but immediately posted a second Weibo to declare war directly to Su Fengxi: [@ 苏 枫溪, at the concert , I will uncover your paintings. 】
This time I really stabbed the Ma Honeycomb, Su Fengxi fans jumped out and scolded him, cursed him with the most vicious words, a sentence "you die" filled the message board, and let the topic rush directly in five minutes On the hot search list.
Su Fengxi immediately responded: [Okay, I'm waiting for you. I have sent you the tickets for the concert. See you then. 】
Her fans and passers-by were almost crazy, and kept asking Van Gogh's webpage how he felt and whether he felt very ashamed.
[Ah, I ca n’t wait to see the concert! How would Fangallo uncover Xixi's paintings? Run to the stage to tear? 】
[Probably only this way, then we will see him carried out of the stadium by a group of security guards and thrown on the street. Hahaha, I can't stop making up! 】
[Hey, hello, do you have no sense of worry? Fangaro's mentality has obviously been distorted. I'm afraid he will pour sulfuric acid on Xixi! No, I want to call the police! 】
[I also think of this! I'm so scared now that I want to kill him! 】
[If he dares to hurt Xixi ’s hair, I will let him know how to write "dead"! 】
[Anla Annla, I know this kind of person best, he is just to gain eyeballs, in fact, it's a push. Not to mention splashing sulfuric acid, he dared not even show his face. With so many of us, would he dare to appear at the concert? Not afraid of being trampled into meat sauce? 】
【that's true! That's a concert of 100,000 people! Hundreds of thousands of people are fans of Xixi, and where is the courage to come to see the scene! Is he ready to be against 100,000 people? 】
Facts have proved that Van Gogh not only dared to be an enemy to 100,000 people, but also to the world. After warning Su Fengxi, he posted a third Weibo account, @@ 简 雅 、 朴丽玉, 倪心海, 万Shi Shu and a dozen other artists who have left Xinghui: [beautiful appearance is just a fake skin sac, the flesh hidden under the skin sac is quietly shrinking and decaying. One day, you will become no longer you, but a ghost in the form of death, and all glory will fall to the dust. 】
Some of the stars he ordered did not respond, some returned with a funny expression, and some sent a connotation to show that they did not care. They seemed to regard Fangalore as a leapfrog clown.
Seeing the reactions of these people, Fangallo could only shake his head and quit Weibo.
The celebrities' attitudes were calm and calm, but their fans exploded, and they scolded with indignation: "What the are you doing, is Van Gogh crazy?" Did n’t he know that the number of our fans add up to hundreds of millions? Does he want to become a public enemy? 】
[No need to ask, he must be crazy, want to be crazy. He is the most singular star of marketing I have ever seen. Whatever he hates, he will say it, and he will provoke whoever is hot. The degree of blackness is just like the sky! I am so peaceful that everyone wants to punch his mouth with a punch! 】
[What do these words mean? What skin sac, shrinkage, decay, I can't understand at all! Is he predicting something? His previous predictions are actually accurate! 】
[Pretty fart, it ’s all arranged by man. In fact, the winners know that they will win the prize, and those who solve the case already know that they will solve the case. As long as they have enough money, they will be happy to give credit to Vanguard . He said these words to curse our idols! Cursing them will disfigur! Fangalo's psychology has been distorted, he is simply vicious! 】
[Do n’t pay attention to this neuropathy anymore. The more we care about him, the more he will stomping. 】
[Upstairs is wrong, we do n’t care about his words, we just want to tear him! 】
[No no no, I just have to tear his mouth! 】
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Similar cruelty appeared on the Internet, but the parties no longer responded.
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After leaving Xinghui Entertainment, Fangallo returned to the Moon Bay community, preparing to move some things to the old house first.
Song Rui looked around and pointed to a few lazy chairs and said, "Move them first, they take up more space."
"Okay." Van Galo moved the frog into the small fish tank and sighed, "It's time to release it."
"Then let it go, the hill of the Fan family is quite big." Song Rui took off the silver-grey suit jacket and rolled up the white shirt sleeves.
Seeing him unbuttoning the buttons made of black diamonds one by one, Van Gaal said with a frown: "Otherwise, you will be watching next to it, I will move it myself, beware of getting dirty clothes." This segment of the entertainment circle has mixed Time, whether a suit is cheap or expensive, he can already tell.
Song Rui threw the coat into the bathtub where the young people used to sleep, carrying the lazy chair in one hand and the small fish tank in the other, and asked marginally, "How do I look today?"
Despite his inexplicable face, Van Gogh looked at him seriously for a while, and he was right: "Very handsome."
Song Rui immediately chuckled and nodded, "You have seen its value, and it doesn't matter if you get dirty."
"So you are wearing such good clothes just to show off your wealth?" Vangallo could not help but endure.
"No, it is to attract your attention. It is the value of it that you see, not the expensive label attached to it." Song Rui explained solemnly.
Van Gogh has not yet wanted to understand the meaning of this sentence. Dr. Song has carried away all the things he can carry, and the white shirt soon became stained with stains one by one, completely unlike a cleansing disease patient.
The two released the frog when they arrived at the old house of the Fanjia, and then began to clean things and clean up. They were busy until the sun was setting, and they sat down and took a breath. Fangallo touched Dr. Song's arm and said warmly: "I'm going to get something, you sit here and wait, I'll be back soon."
"Good." Song Rui didn't keep up, nor explored the secrets of this ancient castle, but sat quietly by the window looking at the sunset. When should he go further and when should he take a step back, he knows how to hold his balance.
Fangallo walked alone into the basement, stepped into the circular circle, and slowly walked to the center. The black dragon carved in the floor tiles seemed to be able to sense his breath, and there was a dark flash in his pupils. One person, one dragon and the other stood up against each other, as if they were watching each other silently, as if they were simply dazed. In a few moments, Fangallo squatted halfway down, slowly leaning inward with his palm against Longkou.
After a few seconds, he actually took a skull out of the dragon's mouth and placed it under his eyes to examine it carefully. The turbulent madness hovered under his feet, and the cold wind formed overturned his clothes, disorganized his hair, and even penetrated the hollow brain and eye sockets of the skull, giving out a whimpering cry Howl. If you listen carefully, this scream is like killing, killing, killing ...
Van Gaalo ignored the idea of ​​the skull's madness, but set it aside and continued to peep into Longkou. After a while, a little yellow man was also taken out by him, and he was rolling his eyes drippingly, looking full of life.
When the little yellow man appeared, the skull turned its direction automatically, aiming its two empty eyes at it.
Van Gogh sitting cross-legged on the dragon's mouth, holding the skull in one hand and the little yellow man in one hand, chuckling softly: "It seems that you have sensed each other, then let's merge." He took off The little yellow man's eyes were gently put into the skull's orbit, and then his thoughts were injected into the skull's brain cavity, so that the two sharp and distinct magnetic fields slowly merged.
Half an hour later, he suddenly opened his shimmering eyes and spit out a hostile sentence: "I see, I know, I conquer." He suddenly strengthened the magnetic field countless times in this empty basement turbulence, climb, explosion , Like a landslide and cracked magma erupting, like a galaxy falling down into the sky, like an unstoppable disaster.
However, when the destructive power of this destructive force reached the edge of the circular circle, it was blocked by an invisible and stronger gas field, and it poured into the mouth of the black dragon. In a trance, a wave of dragons pierced the sky, resounded through the ears, and awakened the dark Van Gogh pupil. He was influenced by the anger that this skull sent out, and he unwittingly let himself go.
He exhaled, then covered the twinkling eyes of the skull with his palms, blocking his thoughts. In an instant, the hostile energy that was as strong as the deep sea and sharp as the sword mountain disappeared, and the seemingly indifferent Long Yin gradually dissipated, and the dark room was calm again.
He walked back to the living room with the crystal skull in his head, and did not hide it in front of Dr. Song, but the other party just looked at the strange thing and broke their origin.
"Is this skull made of Shen Tu's head? It feels very familiar to me. You restored its original size, and removed its hair and carrion? Wait, these eyes are like It ’s Lu Qiu ’s eyes. Van Gollo, are you making toys? "