Chapter 12： hot search physique

Get out of the police station.

A low-profile SUV parked in front of the police station.

The man in front of the car was full of anxiety, pacing back and forth worriedly.

Yan Zhixu, "Brother Lu."

Hearing the movement, he raised his head, twisted his waist and trotted forward, "Ah Xu, it's such a cold day, why did you come out wearing this? What should you do if you're cold?"

He draped the coat he was holding on Yan Zhixu's body, raised his orchid fingers, and looked around her seriously.

Seeing that he was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief. Guiltily looking around, he pulled her into the car quickly.

Yan Zhixu sat in the back seat, took off his pink jacket, and threw it aside.

Take off the black earphone and wrap it around the phone, closing your eyes and resting.

Lu Xun sat in the driver's seat, organized language for a long time, and asked cautiously, "Ah Xu, why were you called to the police station?"

"I didn't do anything illegal."

Yan Zhixu opened her tightly closed eyes and looked at Lu Xun's worried gaze in the rearview mirror.

After being assured, Lu Xun's tense face couldn't help but relax, and wiped the sweat from her head, "Oh, that's good, that's good."

Just about to start the car, the phone kept vibrating and the message kept ringing.

Lu Xun felt uneasy.

Open Weibo, as expected, good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and all the hot searches on Weibo are occupied by Yan Zhixu's name.

#Famous actress Yan Mou entered the police station late at night# Actress Yan Zhixu looks haggard and is suspected of taking drugs# Yan Zhixu was summoned by the police...

Netizens who haven't slept eat melon late at night with relish.

[The hot search has been contracted by Yan Zhixu for a day, which is indeed a hot search physique. 】

[Is she really taking drugs? There are not many celebrities in the circle who do this to relieve the pressure. 】

[Why do bad artists like Yan Biao still keep? Do not block and wait for the New Year? @State Administration of Radio, Film and Television]

[Yan **** roll! I really don't know why all the hot searches about her make me upset when I see her. 】

[Following her involvement with her best friend Mo An'an, she was summoned for drug use, and everything Yan Biao did was refreshing my three views. 】

【Take us An An. Please don't bring An An, let An An alone be beautiful. 】

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Lu Xun turned off her phone, thinking a little bit of grievance, "What are these netizens talking nonsense, how could Ash possibly take drugs?"

Yan Zhixu browsed the comments on the Internet, all of which were scolded by black fans. She rubbed the screen of her mobile phone with one hand, "The rejuvenated eye tail is coming out."

"I just put on the mask... can't be angry, can't be angry..."

Lu Xun touched her face, threw her phone away in horror, took out the mirror she carried with her, and carefully observed the corners of her eyes.

After browsing, I found that in addition to black powder, it is black powder, not to mention whitewashing, and there is no objective evaluation. At first glance, the old profession is black.

This comment is obviously abnormal, and it is very likely that the opponent's navy will end up in the dark.

Yan Zhixu turned off the phone, her slightly raised eyes were sharp and sharp, and she tapped her slender fingers to log in to her Weibo account.

Yan Zhixu V: [If you have money to make money together, I will bring you all to make a fortune later. 】

Netizen: ? ? ? ?

Leaving an inexplicable sentence, he picked up the jacket on the side and put it on his lap, and continued to sleep.

Lu Xun pinched her watery skin, put down the mirror, and muttered like an old mother, "Ah Xu, why aren't you worried?"

Is Ash discouraged? Don't even bother to argue. Woohoo... How could Ash's life be so miserable.

"Don't worry, rest for a while." Yan Zhixu leaned on the seat.