MTL - Thousands of People Suspected of Rebirth and Became Popular on the Internet-Chapter 5 target of criticism

The soothing and beautiful accompaniment sounded in the shopping mall. The young man standing in the center of the stage was wearing a black silk shirt with excellent drape, casual cropped pants of the same color, and two buttons on the top of the shirt, revealing the shape hanging around the neck. Simple sterling silver necklace, white chest looming.

The black clothes make his skin fairer, and with the delicate face with a little makeup, it is clean and handsome and a little more sexy, attracting people's attention all the time, such a person seems to be born to stand Dazzling center stage.

However, Lin Qingyan, who was holding the microphone, had just started to sing the first lyric, and a sharp and mean voice suddenly sounded from the crowd below the stage:

"It's too bad to sing, get out of here!"

"Lin Qingyan, why do you still have the face to stand here, you have such a thick skin!"

"What's the use of being good-looking, with such a bad character, you don't deserve to be a star at all!"

"The pregnant woman is still in the hospital, but you can sing and dance here with peace of mind. You want to make money and want to go crazy, so shameless!"

"Get off! Get off!"

"Get off!"

…

The voices filled with contempt, disdain and anger overlapped, like boiling water, overshadowing the accompaniment of songs coming from the speakers. More and more passers-by stopped to watch the fun, and even took out their mobile phones to take videos.

Lin Qingyan, who became the target of public criticism, stood stiffly on the stage, even if he put on makeup, he couldn't hide his pale face at this time. Those red eyes were panic and helpless, and the people under the stage were reflected in their pupils. Floods and beasts are also terrifying.

At this moment, his mind was blank, and there was a buzzing voice in his ears, as if the machine was down, "It's not what you think... it's not..." Lin Qingyan murmured, and a more intense and higher scolding sounded him. explanation obscures it.

No matter how sluggish he was, he knew it was a premeditated incident.

It's ridiculous that An Nanyi's trick is still so despicable.

"Sylvia Lin, I feel disgusted when I see your face!" With a sour voice, an unopened canned drink was thrown up from the stage and was about to hit the young man's face.

Lin Qingyan, who had fallen into a desperate situation, didn't want to hide. He lowered his eyes and held the microphone tightly. His thin and thin body kept shaking, standing motionless until a tall figure blocked him. In front of him, he blocked the attack for him.

Lin Qingyan didn't see who that person was. Before he fell into a coma completely, he seemed to fall into a warm and firm embrace, and the faint smell of woody cedar lingered in his nose, which was inexplicably reassuring.

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Late at night, Sylvia Lin woke up in the hospital ward. He fumbled to turn on the light. The sudden light made him squint uncomfortably. He swept around and found that he was the only one in the ward, very quiet.

Scenes and scenes of what happened a few hours ago came to mind, as well as the person who stood in front of him before he fell into a coma, I don't know who...

Lin Qingyan closed his eyes in pain, unwilling to think about it again, until a buzzing sound came from the mobile phone on the bedside table.

The screen showed that there were many missed calls, many of which were from his mother, and a few friends, Wen Yan, and even An Nanyi called.

It is impossible to care about caring, this person is only making jokes in the name of caring.

Lin Qingyan pulled the corners of his pale lips and connected the phone.

"mom…"

Mom should still care about him.