"How can you do this?!" Sun Xiaoyu couldn't figure out why things suddenly turned out like this in just a few days.

"Why don't you tell me during the Chinese New Year!?"

Sun Xiaoyu felt that his parents did it on purpose!

"You haven't come back during the New Year." Sun Xiaoyu's father glanced at him: "Didn't you take the family's money during the New Year and go to see your idol?"

During these ten months, Sun Xiaoyu once cared about his home and his parents, and he would not have known about this after his sister was born for a month.

"I want to go and see!" Sun Xiaoyu, who was used to being arrogant and blessed, didn't care about that much, and after that, he had to rush into the bedroom.

A person who threatens his parents with suicide every time is extremely extreme.

Knowing his temperament, his mother, who had heard the news and wanted to come out, hurriedly locked the bedroom door.

Although Sun Xiaoyu is at the peak of his body, he never exercises. How could he have a father who is just in his early forties, busy all day long, and has to do some physical work from time to time?

Before Sun Xiaoyu could reach the place, his father held his hands and feet.

"I warn you, you'd better not do anything randomly." Seeing the fierce light in the son's eyes, the last little hope in his father's heart was completely shattered.

In the end, Sun Xiaoyu could be said to have been kicked out of the house by his father.

After all, my biological son was born, and my father finally gave him 50,000 yuan and left a sentence-

"You have been a man for a long time, and this society is relatively friendly to hardworking people. As long as you don't do things in heaven and earth, you can always have some food to eat."

What is 50,000 yuan enough?

I would lose a few tickets to the concert and buy a few better pairs of shoes.

Even now, Sun Xiaoyu still doesn't think his parents are so cruel. After all, the previous twenty years of experience is there, and his parents have been parents with very good tempers since childhood.

Even if he did something wrong, they would just beat themselves up at best.

Over time, the energy will disappear.

In less than two months, Sun Xiaoyu spent the 50,000 yuan in food and drinks.

After smearing the oil stains on the corner of his mouth, Sun Xiaoyu brought some gifts home for the first time.

Soon, something shocked him happened.

The familiar single-family courtyard in front of me, the place where I have lived for more than 20 years, has actually changed people!

It turned out that a month and a half ago, Sun Xiaoyu's parents thought about it and thought that this would not go on, so they put the house in the agency and sold it.

Although the homeowner is not a powerful person, he is just an ordinary person.

But even ordinary people will be angry when they meet strangers who are tantrums and say that this is his house and try to force themselves to move out.

Others do not look like their own parents, and can tolerate most of their children's bad habits.

Without any hesitation, the new homeowner found someone and beat Sun Xiaoyu out straightforwardly.

This time, whether it is Sun Xiaoyu committing suicide or acting like a scoundrel, it is useless.

For the first time, he tasted the beating of society.

Just when Sun Xiaoyu finally realized and tried to go to the breakfast shop to ask his parents for help, he suddenly came back to his senses.

After so many years, he has been taking money from his family, but he has never asked the address of the breakfast shop, let alone help even for a day.

Suddenly, the final hope was shattered.

He only has a high school education and is unwilling to endure hardships. He applied for the job several times and was expelled several times. In the end, Sun Xiaoyu could only barely get enough money.

A pair of shoes that were several thousand large were sold, and famous brand clothes, wallets and perfumes were sold. Not long after, when he stood in front of the mirror again, Sun Xiaoyu could no longer bear who was the person in the mirror.

No dream or entertainment industry is more important now.

It was not until now that he realized that the reason why he could live a good life without caring about anything and not asking about anything was the fruits produced by his parents' hard work and blood and sweat.

So, since that's the case, why don't they keep working so hard?

Why abandon yourself?

He has developed a habit. Even in this situation, Sun Xiaoyu still refuses to reflect on himself.

Anyway, all the mistakes are from others.

Jiang Xinghai is no longer the same as before. In Sun Xiaoyu's heart, he is no longer the sacred and inviolable forbidden land, nor is he the most perfect goal in Sun Xiaoyu's heart.

Even Sun Xiaoyu felt that if Jiang Xinghai hadn't suddenly gone crazy and his luck was ruined by him, things would not have become what he is today.

Everything is Jiang Xinghai’s fault.

If it weren't for venting his anger, how could he be caught by the police?

Such thoughts grew in the brain as if crazy. Anger arose from the heart, evil arises at the courage. When he is desperate, Sun Xiaoyu touches Jiang Xinghai's residence with the remaining few hundred yuan.

At this time, Jiang Xinghai's big house had long been sold by him.

After all, he had hurt seven or eight people before. Who would forgive him if he verbally apologized?

But Xuanyu's request was placed there, and there was no other way, so Jiang Xinghai had to spend money.

After so many years of accumulation in acting, except for paying a penalty for liquidated damages, the rest was almost lost in one breath this time.

What kind of evil did you commit?

Walking outdoors, Jiang Xinghai was reading something positive in the live broadcast room, whether it was black fans, real fans, or audiences who came to join in the fun.

It’s like chicken soup for struggle, the content of the news broadcast... Jiang Xinghai feels that he is just a vocabulary pronunciation machine without emotions.

He felt very upset, but he couldn't show it. After all, no one knew whether Xuanyu, who was thousands of miles away, was also watching the live broadcast.

"Don't give me a reward, if you have extra money, you can donate it to charity."

"I have a list here, you can refer to it."

Damn, he is almost dying of poverty now, and he has to sell clothes and shoes to live.

I really want the big sword that the man just made.

Just as Jiang Xinghai was cursing in his heart, he felt a chill in his abdomen. He looked down and saw a dagger about ten centimeters long stab into his stomach.

"Go to die!" Sun Xiaoyu smiled grimly.

Amid the exclamations of the audience, Sun Xiaoyu was quickly taken away by the police.

"Let's go here today." He kept a polite smile, afraid that Xuanyu would feel dissatisfied. It was not until the live broadcast was completely closed that Jiang Xinghai screamed in pain.

"How many times is this month?"

He has become the eyeliner of Xuanyu and is no longer afraid of his female assistant pondering for a moment, then quickly said: "If it's just a stabbing, this is the third time."

If you throw vegetables, fruits, eggs, etc., you will have too many times to count them.

"Can I apply for a bodyguard?" Jiang Xinghai begged: "I will be crazy if this continues!"

The female assistant shook her head: "No, you have no money in your account."

"Fuck!" Jiang Xinghai collapsed: "Where is the ambulance? You have to call me one?"

First he was silent, then the female assistant expressed a little regret: "Yingyu said, you can't die, so... it's better to save this money."

Jiang Xinghai: "..."

Damn!

This is not a life for people!

Although it was just a verbal agreement, Jiang Xinghai's soul really belonged to the Xuanyu. As long as the Xuanyu does not nod, the underworld will not dare to collect it.

But the black fish will not be cured!

So even if it hurts, Jiang Xinghai has to endure it.

As fanatical fans turned against each other and were taken away by the police one by one, Jiang Xinghai himself was almost numb.

His luck affected the fanatic fans, making the fanatic fans unlucky. In the end, a group of people also repay him with extreme attitude.

Especially the girl who released Xuanyu's personal information, broke her leg inexplicably one day.

It was obviously puberty, and it was the age when the fastest metabolism was, and no matter what injury was, it was particularly easy to heal. But for some reason, even the fall was not a big problem with the doctor, but it left her with sequelae.

Whenever it rains cloudy, the girl's injured leg will feel aching, as if she is reminding something.

Fantou and the group owner of the chat room are not much better. Either they have a physical problem or their life is not satisfactory.

Several chat rooms were disbanded one after another, and since then, there has been no such small group that will attack others randomly.

The mutual torture lasted for a long time before it gradually subsided.

The money spent on buying gauze was more than that of eating. When counting the wounds on his body, Jiang Xinghai felt that he would probably leak out when he drank a sip of water.

Damn, is he going to turn into a sprinkler?

——

The soul gathering talisman gradually took effect. The little ghost taken away by the master was unwilling to spit out the things he had eaten, so he counterattacked wildly.

The jar broke quickly, and the master who sought fame was also injured while fighting with the out-of-control little ghost. It would be difficult for him to go out and harm others in the future.

A qualified follower should solve the problem of the one who is being followed.

The ghost messenger appeared in time, and before the ghost harmed more people, he hurriedly took it away.

On the other side.

The artist who was jealous of Jiang Xinghai robbing his resources immediately spurted out blood when the little ghost's aura broke.

"Hurry, take me to find Mr. Qin!"

Unlike the master Jiang Xinghai invited before, the artist said that Mr. Qin is a real skill. Although he never shows up and is not allowed to be promoted, even a group of actors often go to him.

Even if it's just asking for a cup of tea from him, it's a kind of honor.

If it weren't for a coincidence, the artist wouldn't be able to touch the other party's door.

About thirty minutes later, the artist's face was as golden as gold paper. As soon as he entered the door, he hurriedly supported himself and pleaded with mercy to the child next to him: "Is Mr. Qin?"

"Sir is having lunch break." Perhaps because there are so many celebrities, the boy is extremely aloof and not like ordinary people.

He was also used to the other party's style, and the artist was not disappointed: "Please trouble you, I really can't hold on."

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly stuffed a card into the little boy's hand.

Although the little boy didn't talk much, he was a greedy person.

Nodded slightly, he quickly changed his mouth: "I will call you as soon as sir."

"……good."

The sun hanging high shifted little by little, and just when the artist felt that he was probably going to explain to him today, Mr. Qin finally arrived late.

If Xue Dingshan was present, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance.
Chapter completed!