The nosy onlookers were all old foxes who had been on the live broadcasting platform for a long time. They had witnessed several popular anchors fall from the altar overnight because of deceiving fans, cheating in games, personal morality problems, patriotism problems, and so on. When these anchors were first discovered, they were often stubborn and tried their best to defend themselves. Fans would also spontaneously defend them, and then the matter would get bigger and bigger. The hidden experts among the onlookers would find clues and give them solid evidence, making them lose face and make the fans who supported them sad and disappointed. In the end, the live broadcasting platform would be pressured to ban them.
However, the onlookers had never seen a solid hammer come so quickly!
This was not a solid hammer, but a second hammer!
Two different cell phone ringtones echoed in the room. Even if she was eloquent, there was no way she could quibble.
Of course, maybe she could say that the other phone was left behind by a guest friend, or the landlord, or the cat next door, but even if she said these reasons, would anyone believe it?
Don't insult the IQ of the onlookers!
Even the fans who had been supporting her were silent.
After all, only a few rich fans could add her as a friend on WeChat. Most of her fans were just freeloading or giving a small number of gifts, but they couldn't be said to be unworthy of being a fan just because they gave a small number of gifts. They were inclined to believe that what she said was true, believed in the pure image she created, believed that she only had one cell phone, and believed that she did not incite others to attack another anchor …
She had ruthlessly trampled on their trust.
Once there was a crack in trust, it would soon shatter like an avalanche.
If she didn't have a guilty conscience, why did she try so hard to hide the fact that she had another cell phone?
Many people had two cell phones for work reasons. One was used to contact family and friends, and the other was used to contact business partners at work. After work, the phone was turned off, so that work could avoid interfering with life.
Why didn't she frankly admit that she had two cell phones? Everyone knew the reason. It was because there was an unspeakable secret on the other cell phone. Once she admitted it, it was bound to show the audience the chat records on that cell phone.
Now, the onlookers were no longer interested in the chat content on her other cell phone. There was no need to see it. They could already guess it, and there was no point in knowing whether it was real or not.
In many ways, her broadcasting career had come to an end.
Her eyes were lifeless as she opened her mouth, maintaining the shape of her mouth when she was talking just now. The two phones kept ringing, and she was completely disheartened. She didn't even want to press the mute button or reject the call.
There was only one question left in her mind — how did that person know her two phone numbers?
As an anchor, she had no interaction with her real life self. Because she was not particularly famous, and the beauty camera changed her image too much, even if her mother saw her live broadcast, she might not be able to recognize her.
In real life, she was just an ordinary person. Her parents only knew that she didn't have a formal job and was earning money online. The money she earned was considered a considerable income in this small city. They didn't know exactly what she did for a living, and she didn't reveal it to her relatives and friends.
So, how did her cell phone number get leaked?
The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it was!
Of her two phone numbers, one was Telecom, and the other was Unicom. Even if that person was an employee of a telecommunications company, it was impossible for him to be an employee of two telecommunications companies, right?
Unless …
A word appeared in her mind.
Internet police.
Perhaps only the internet police could do this, right?
Unknowingly, the ringing went silent.
She glanced at the missed call displayed on the screen of the phone. The number was preceded by an unfamiliar international area code. It was an overseas call from Egypt.
If she had known that the girl named Sihwa was hiding such a terrible person, even if she was scared to death, she wouldn't have dared to provoke Sihwa …
But it was too late to regret now.
"What's wrong with having two phones? Fishy, we believe you. Take out the other phone and let everyone see the chat records! "
"Yes, Fishy, take out the other phone and use the truth to shut their stinky mouths!"
There were still some fans who were infatuated and still spoke up for her, but she didn't dare to trust anyone now. Who knew if the person who spoke was a real fan or someone sent by the other party in disguise? Could it be that they were deliberately provoking her to take out the phone?
Even if she was defeated now, at least she had to try her best to maintain her last bit of face. If the audience saw the ambiguous and even explicit chat records between her and the nouveau riche fans, as well as those provocative selfies, then it wouldn't just be a matter of lying and discrediting other anchors … She didn't want to become an Internet celebrity in this sense.
Every female online anchor, regardless of whether it was the truth or not, would maintain a pure image in front of the vast number of fans. At the very least, they couldn't be like a slut. This was the bottom line of their private morality.
More and more fans had already switched sides.
"Refund! Return my gift! "
"Liar! Return my money! "
"Bye-bye! The gifts that I gave you in the past are like feeding a dog! "
"I was wrong about you!"
The injured fans left the live broadcast room one by one, leaving behind very hurtful words before they left.
They couldn't be blamed. The deeper their love was, the stronger their hatred was now.
More people who were watching also left. She, who had lost the ability to resist, was already a stranded salted fish. There was no point in watching anymore.
There were also a lot of people left. They stayed to see her end.
"I'm sorry."
She suddenly spoke weakly, like a shell that had lost its soul.
The people who were watching the show were refreshed, and they more or less guessed what she was about to say.
"I'm sorry, everyone, I'm sorry, my fans who love me." She bowed her head and said, "It's my fault. I've failed everyone's trust."
On the table in front of her, the spare and main mobile phone screens showed a message that had just been received. The message came from an unfamiliar number with an unfamiliar international area code.
The content of the message was: Leniency to confess, severity to resistance.
There was no doubt that this was obviously a threat, but it was not an empty threat. The person who sent the message could definitely carry out the threat. She believed this.
The other party's ability was so powerful that as long as they wanted to, they could dig out her private life at any time. For example, they could disclose her real name, her phone number, her address, and her ID number, making her dead in a social sense.
She raised her crying face and said with snot and tears, "Sihwa, I'm sorry. I apologize to you. You are a good girl. I shouldn't have incited fans to discredit you … Please forgive me!"
After that, she faced the camera and bowed deeply.
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