Some of Mu Feiran's fans also started scolding, saying, "Get this straight. Mu Mu is too lazy to compete with you and wants to live his own life. That's why he doesn't want to be exposed so much. He's already Dugu Qiubai, alright? Someone's fans should have some manners. Don't be so shameless."
Lin Che's fans started scolding them, and they started scolding them very fiercely.
Lin Che's fans said, "Can't you see how old Mu Feiran is? How dare he compete with a younger generation?"
Mu Feiran's fans became even more agitated. "Mu Feiran is only a few years older than Lin Che, alright? He debuted earlier than her."
"Oh, Mu Feiran's sugar daddy is so bad. He looks like he's ten or twenty years older than her. Of course I think so."
"It's still better than Lin Che, who relied on being praised and courted all the way up. Such a person dares to talk about acting skills, it's really hilarious. When our Mumu won the Golden Name Award, your Lin Che was still peeing on you."
This time, they started scolding him thoroughly. The words that followed were even more unbearable to look at, and they were simply speechless.
Yu Minmin was puzzled. At Smart Movies …
Qin Wanwan was scrolling through her phone, smiling as she watched the scolding war that was getting more and more intense.
Sister Lin said with a smile, "Looks like we can reap the benefits from this."
Qin Wanwan said, "Alright, a lot of our people are scolding each other here, acting as if they are scolding each other. It'll be great if you can expand the influence and bring more and more fans in."
"Wanwan, don't worry. It's just starting now. It won't be long before the scolding becomes more intense. Don't worry, they just confirmed that the female lead of 'Blood' was given to Lin Che today. We're not prepared enough. Starting today, tomorrow and the day after, the show will definitely continue."
Qin Wanwan's lips curled up into a coquettish smile, and her thin chin also rose a little.
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Lin Che moved behind Yu Minmin and watched.
Yu Minmin said, "These comments are a little strange."
"Yeah," Lin Che said, "Why would my fans say such things?"
"It's too much, isn't it?"
"Yeah, I also think it's too much." Lin Che said.
Yu Minmin said, "Moreover, the comments below are all like this. Occasionally, there'll be a comment like this, but once it's over, it's over. Yet, there are so many of them. It looks like someone is purposely posting these comments."
"No way, then what should we do?"
"Let's wait and see first. I'll have someone monitor the situation tonight and think about how we should respond."
Lin Che clenched his fists, looked ahead, and said gloomily, "I've never thought about competing with anyone. I don't want to compete with Qin Wan Wan, and I definitely won't compete with Mu Feiran."
"A tall tree attracts the wind. I'm talking about you. Alright, let's go back first."
Lin Che felt a little depressed.
She was scolded at home because Mo Huiling had spread rumors, and now she was being scolded on the internet.
She really wondered if she had done something wrong. She must have done something wrong, or if she was really a bad person, that was why she was scolded like this.
She could feel that her emotions were a little unstable. She thought that perhaps her period was coming, so she was more anxious.
She decided not to look at Weibo or Tieba for the time being when she got home, so that she would not continue to be angry.
However, when she reached home, she saw that Lu Beichen had sent her another message. "Wow, you're famous now. There are people in the industry who support you."
Lin Che asked curiously, "What do you mean?"
"Didn't you see the WeChat group? They've been arguing for the whole afternoon."
"I didn't watch it … I'm just afraid I'm going to be tortured."
Lin Che quickly opened the WeChat group.
It was unknown how many conversations had been going on inside. It was unknown how long it had been lively.
Lin Che quickly scrolled through the chat history and found that many people had come out to speak up for him.
"Lin Che is the champion of the WW Banquet. How can he be worse than Mo Huiling?"
"I support Lin Che. Let's not talk about anything else. Mo Huiling is the one who's shameless enough to come to Gu Jingze's house with a child. Gu Jingze hasn't even admitted that the child is his. Who knows where Mo Huiling got the child from? Gu Jingze doesn't want it, yet she's still sticking it to him."
One of the women disagreed. "It's you men who are cheap. You throw him away when you're done playing with him."
"You women are not cheap, sending yourselves to the door for others to play with."
"You're the cheap one."
"You're the cheap one."
"If you dare to call me cheap one more time, don't even think about getting your family's fresh seafood tomorrow. I'll make all your hotel chains close down. Humph!" The woman threatened.
The man sent a cheap emoji and said, "Okay, then when are you going to pay back the two hundred million you owe my bank?"
"You're asking for our money because of Lin Che? How much interest does our family pay you every year? "
"Didn't you want to throw money first? I'll throw two hundred million to support Lin Che today. If you don't like it, then throw more." He threw down his threat and the others immediately swarmed in.
"I'll throw a hundred million."
"My family is poor. I'll throw fifty million."
"Next month, all the big screens in my shopping malls will show Lin Che!"
"Next year, all the characters in my amusement park will be replaced with Lin Che's profile picture. I'll do my part."
The women didn't dare to say anything when they heard the men throwing money so fiercely.
Lin Che was shocked. He exited the chat and asked Lu Beichen, "What is this group? What exactly is it …"
"It's … a group for rich kids to communicate with each other," Lu Beichen said.
Lin Che hurriedly replied, "You scared me to death, okay? They're throwing a hundred million right off the bat."
"That's nothing. However, the one who supported you just now is quite powerful in the group. His family owns a private bank and a hotel chain. The woman who scolded him is from a family that runs a private airport. She's not as rich as his family, so she didn't dare to throw money."
Lin Che felt that his outlook on life had been turned upside down. Since when did she get involved with these people?
On this day, these rich kids said they would help and supported Lin Che. They said many good things for Lin Che and told Mo Huiling to come out and confront them if she had the guts and not to spread rumors in private. They were all waiting for Mo Huiling to say it in front of them.
Mo Huiling didn't dare to confront them in front of them.
She couldn't afford to offend these people, let alone others.
Although the Mo family was considered a big family, there were many more powerful families in the circle. She scanned through the young masters who had come out to speak and realized that she didn't dare to confront any of them directly.
Among these people, someone even asked someone to tell her that they could come out and talk.
The person who brought the message to Mo Huiling said, "They said that if you don't want to go find them, we'll meet at the Golden Lounge. If you dare to go, they dare to go. This time, don't talk nonsense. Otherwise, I think they're really serious."
Mo Huiling was so shocked that her whole body shrank. She felt her sweat turn cold.
They were actually speaking up for Lin Che …
Since when did Lin Che become so likable? These men were actually standing on her side to help her.
Mo Huiling was getting more and more jealous. She was especially jealous of Lin Che. She didn't know what was good about Lin Che or were they blind to think that such a lowly woman was good and even stood up for her.
But on a deeper level, Mo Huiling also wanted someone to stand up for her …
But she had never been treated like this before, especially when these rich kids were throwing money at her to support her.
It was so cool to hear about it.
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