novelaction Chapter 129 Is it really okay to gloat over someone else's misfortune?
Chapter 129 Is it really okay to gloat over someone else's misfortune?
The masked couple is playing their own game
The most awesome self-explosion in history
Du Wenxuan's reputation collapsed
The Ghost Luo Hanshuang
Fifteen years of playing hypocrites
Outlaw Du Wenxuan
With the free hot searches, the number of viewers pouring into the live broadcast room has once again reached a new high.
Director Zheng in the director's room picked up the intercom and listened to the public opinion monitoring team. He looked blankly at the sudden burst of comments and asked with difficulty, "What's going on? What did you hear? Why are they all cursing at Actor Du?"
"It's just... Queen Luo was frightened by a ghost and revealed that Du Wenxuan forced the girl he supported to have an abortion, and the girl died." The assistant director was also shocked by Luo Hanshuang's self-explanation.
Can this self-destruct?!
Although Xie Jiang was not informed in advance about the process of dressing up as a ghost, he shouldn't be so scared. He must have felt guilty.
"Fuck!" Director Zheng cursed, closing his eyes and taking deep breaths.
Don’t panic, don’t panic!
The live broadcast will not stop until the official notifies them to stop. With nearly 80 million viewers per day, this daily active audience is enough for the platform to brag about for several years.
"They will probably make it up on their own." The assistant director could hear Xie Jiang's thoughts as well as those of others, and remained relatively calm.
The same thing happened with "Three Days and Two Nights" at the beginning.
If I don’t send one or two in, how can I be worthy of the title of Hammer God?
"I'm taking some blood pressure medication, please keep a close eye on me." Director Zheng glanced at the comprehensive data of hot searches on the tablet again, and his blood pressure soared even faster.
How many people were looking forward to the collapse of both Du Wenxuan and Luo Han's reputations? In less than two minutes, the entry for collapse of reputations rushed into the top ten.
"Don't worry, they have been in the industry for more than ten years, and there will be more and more audiences who want to watch the show." The assistant director was calm.
Director Zheng: ...Is it really okay to gloat over other people’s misfortunes?
Luo Hanshuang quickly regained consciousness in the maze. Pretending to be calm, he pulled Du Wenxuan up and looked at the "ghost girl" whose face was still bleeding. He hesitated and asked, "Who are you?"
Judging from his height, he looks a lot like Xie Jiang?
If it was her, it wouldn't be surprising. She was very keen on pretending to be a ghost and scaring people. Cen Yao was scared so badly by her on Conch Island that not only did his house collapse, but he was also taken away by the police.
"Master's wife actually forgot about me..." Xie Jiang slowly tilted his head, turned on the Bluetooth speaker, and played the lyrics of "Romance of the West Chamber" sung in opera style, and his eyes rolled down.
"It's not me, it's not me!" Luo Hanshuang lost his composure again and instinctively threw himself into Du Wenxuan's arms, trembling with fear.
[I didn't choose the hospital. I just went there for a walk and let the reporters take pictures. Don't look for revenge on me!]
It was Du Wenxuan. He found the hospital and signed the surgery permit. Go find him.
"Playing tricks!" Du Wenxuan couldn't hear Luo Hanshuang's inner voice. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, staring at Xie Jiang with empty eyes, and took big strides with his long legs.
Xie Jiang turned on the Bluetooth speaker again, letting out a series of weird laughs, and then he flashed into the flowers with a modal before accelerating.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and the eyeballs that fell to the ground disappeared before Du Wenxuan's eyes.
He stood where the female ghost appeared, frowning and observing the seamless flowers, with surging anger in his eyes.
[When did Park No. 3 undergo such a major change? Was that bitch just now Xie Jiang or Hu Ruoling?]
Luo Hanshuang is such an idiot, his mental state is so poor. Luckily, the words he shouted out were the lines his character was supposed to say.
[The bitch showed up so suddenly that I was startled even though I wasn't scared. What the hell is Zheng Sihai doing?!]
Du Wenxuan cursed in his heart, turned back to help the pale-faced Luo Hanshuang, his dark eyes filled with warnings, "Madam, don't panic. There's no ghost. You just saw it wrong."
"It's Xiangling. This is the theater that burned down." Luo Hanshuang's scalp tingled under his gaze, and the piercing murderous intent almost materialized. Rationality returned, and she instinctively said, "Sui San is her lover."
"Sui San is Xiang Ling's lover, how come I have never heard of him?" Du Wenxuan replied calmly.
"You're usually so busy at school, how could you care about these little things?" Luo Hanshuang let out a sad smile. "On the day of the fire, Xiangling returned to the theater to celebrate her master's birthday. I heard that not a single member of the entire troupe survived."
"Yeah." Du Wenxuan responded, holding her hand and looking around, explaining their current situation, "We are trapped in a maze. What we saw just now was just an illusion. How could ghosts appear in broad daylight?"
"Master is right. There won't be any ghosts in broad daylight." Luo Hanshuang forced a smile, grabbed his arm tightly, and forced himself to calm down.
The two of them looked around the flowers for a long time but couldn't find the mechanism, so they had to give up.
Luo Hanshuang patted his chest lightly and followed Du Wenxuan to continue looking for the exit of the maze.
She followed closely, looking up at Du Wenxuan's profile from time to time. She tried to shake off his arm several times but gave up. She could hardly control her disgust.
[There are no ghosts in broad daylight, only in our minds.]
[I heard that people who abort too many children will be lonely and unhappy for the rest of their lives. Although it's just superstition, what if it comes true?]
[Counting the girls who were sent abroad for surgery, there were at least eight, if not ten. That's more than enough children to form a soccer team. If there's retribution, don't let it be on me.]
The illusion of the perfect couple was torn apart, and the netizens who were squatting and waiting for them to continue to expose themselves, after hearing Luo Hanshuang's inner thoughts, their melon-eating DNA started beating wildly.
[Anyone who has quit being a fan and turned against me? Please share some information about which girls were sent abroad.]
[If I remember correctly, Masked Actor likes to answer legal questions for female fans on social media platforms. I guess quite a few of them haven't been sent out?]
Luo Hanshuang's attitude is like, "I'm just an accomplice, don't bother me if you have any problems." You're even more disgusting than him.
[I knew they would collapse, but I didn't expect them to collapse into ruins. Luckily, I only like tall men and older men, not older men.]
[Why aren't you crazy fans jumping around anymore? Are you feeling sorry that your uncle loves to play so much and you guys aren't the lucky ones?]
[I knew they were a fake couple, but I didn't expect them to be so bad. I'm no longer a fan.]
[The brand they were endorsing had just woken up from their weeping fit and was leaving the bathroom and heading up to the rooftop.]
[Oh my god, Director Zheng really went all out this time. There actually is a trap!]
[Is this Hu Ruoling or Xie Jiang?]
The maze is full of blooming roses, with large patches of pink climbing roses waving in the wind.
A girl dressed in the uniform of a schoolgirl from the Republic of China, holding a book in her arms, walked out of the flowers with a smile, "Teacher, I have finished my homework..."
Du Wenxuan was prepared this time. He frowned and looked at her deeply. "Are you Xiangling? Your death has nothing to do with me. Stop playing tricks on me."
“It doesn’t matter…” Xie Jiang tilted his head, his neck seemed to be broken, and his seemingly fair skin melted, revealing his burnt true face.
Du Wenxuan was frightened by this change and instinctively pushed Luo Hanshuang away, warning him in a timid tone, "Don't try to play tricks. I know you're human!"
[How did her face melt away? Even sulfuric acid can't do that!]
[This is necessary for the plot of the mystery case. The plot requires a strong and prosperous nation, harmony and justice...]
Xie Jiang pressed his neck down again with a strange expression.
Wang Yi’s special effects makeup is awesome.
She learned the crooked neck from the zombies in the apocalypse. It should be scary, but not to this extent. Why did Du Wenxuan mention sulfuric acid in her heart?
His message contained murder, but no sulfuric acid was used.
"Xiangling, your death... has nothing to do with us. Every wrong has its perpetrator, so please let us go." Luo Hanshuang was frightened twice, but this time he was not panicking anymore. He stared quietly at the female ghost Xie Jiang, whose neck seemed to be chopped off.
It's a special effect. Kailin tried to learn this technique but failed.
At that time, she asked Xiao Yu to be a model, and she watched the whole process and even recorded it.
She took her eyes off the female ghost and saw Du Wenxuan's pale face. She rolled her eyes and felt a surge of contempt in her heart.
Du Wenxuan actually got scared? That shouldn't be the case.
[After their marriage, they went abroad for their honeymoon. Wasn't that what his girlfriend, who had chased him all the way abroad, looked like? He didn't dislike her at the time; he loved her so much.]
Xie Jiang was stunned by the mocking voice.
The audience was also stunned.
[Ugly fetish? No way, does the other person have something he wants?]
[Sister Bao will talk about it in detail, how he loves.]
[The hand that wanted to report it stopped. If there is anything else we don't know, please reveal more.]
I've seen couples in the entertainment industry fall out and fight, but I've never seen this kind of fight. It's really exciting.
[Could Hammer God be the murderer in this mystery? She went to scare the couple, clearly intending to cause them to lose their composure and kill each other.]
[A mystery isn't as fun as a marital quarrel. The melon I've been waiting for for days is finally ready to be cut. I won't be happy until I finish it.]