At 1:47 in the morning, I was still working overtime at the company.
The keyboard at the workstation had been poured with coffee and felt a bit sticky when pressed with fingers. I don't have time to erase it - the editor-in-chief said that I must hand in a 3,000-word explosive article before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, with the theme of "Looking at the hypocrisy of the entertainment industry from the collapse of top-notch characters."
The picture is Lin Chenyang's face.
To be honest, he has nothing to do with hypocrisy. He looks like he was plucked out of the second dimension. But at three o'clock this afternoon, an account called "Skin Picker in the Entertainment Industry" posted a video with the title: "Lin Chenyang meets a mysterious woman at night, and is suspected of having a hidden marriage and a child."
The number of views exceeded 20 million, and the comment section has gone crazy.
I clicked in and took a look at the video - the quality of the video was so blurry that even my own mother couldn't recognize it. A black figure got into the car from the underground garage. Fans insisted that it was my top brother, and the haters caught him and trampled him to death.
"The character design has collapsed, and the surface is like an iceberg."
"Who is this woman? She is as earthy as a country aunt."
"Lin Chenyang, hurry up and get confused. It makes you sick just looking at it."
I rolled my eyes and dropped my phone on the table.
These people are so idle that they can climax like this with just one bad video. If I were them, I might as well sleep more if I have the time.
The phone screen suddenly flashed.
