"What's wrong with Weibo?" Xiu Yan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said casually, "Is it my anti-fans again?"
"Let them slowly make a fuss. It's not like this is the first time they've done it."
Even Xie Manyu and Shang Yaozhi had anti-fans.
She had entered the entertainment industry as the eldest daughter of the Xiu family, so there had been a lot of criticism about her.
But most of them were just sour grapes. She didn't mind at all.
"The anti-fans are making a fuss?" Hearing this, Brother Chen was so angry that he laughed. "Miss Xiu, if the company's public relations department hadn't been prepared in time, not to mention the anti-fans, even the passersby would have taken advantage of you!"
Xiu Yan stopped smiling. "What's going on?"
She didn't pay much attention to her passersby.
After all, she was an idol and relied on her fans.
The passersby would at most say that she was good-looking, but they wouldn't spend money on her.
But her passersby had indeed crashed once, when she had been kicked out of the training camp.
Originally, she hadn't wanted to do anything to Ying Zijin.
She was a country bumpkin with no background and had been kicked out of Family Ying. She didn't even deserve to be mentioned together with her name, let alone be a threat to her.
Xiu Yu was the person she was really afraid of.
But she had lost face because of Ying Zijin. She couldn't take this lying down and had to take revenge no matter what.
Although Xiu Yan had only entered the entertainment industry for a year, she knew the industry very well.
Even if it was clarified in the end, there would still be some black spots left.
"You were the one who asked the big fan to post this Weibo post, right?" Brother Chen threw the phone to her. "You didn't know the truth and posted an edited video. What are you trying to do?"
Xiu Yan knew what was going on when she heard the beginning.
She frowned and took the phone to take a look.
It was a screenshot. The person who took the screenshot had used a red pen to circle the nickname of the person who posted the Weibo post.
This nickname could only be Xiu Yan's fan.
Xiu Yan scrolled up and saw the entire content of the Weibo post.
[@ In the Circle Myna: Let me give everyone a taste of how ridiculous the fans of a certain rich young lady are. The officials have already made it clear that they are getting rid of violence and bringing peace to the people. Why are these fans still using the excuse of feeling sorry for a certain rich young lady to crusade against the true genius?]
There were two more screenshots below.
One of them was the Weibo post from Youth Small Press.
The other was a screenshot of the hot search list.
No.9
# Ying Zijin, get rid of tyranny and bring peace to the people #
No.17
# Ying Zijin, beat someone up and sent them to the hospital #
When the two hot searches were put together, it was like a slap to Xiu Yan's face.
Especially the netizens' comments below.
[I'm dying of laughter. Are all fans' IQs negative these days?]
[It's one thing to deliberately slander Yingshen, but the problem is, can you slander him before the truth comes out? Do you know that after reading the Youth Daily's Weibo, and then looking at your fans, I feel like you guys are a joke?]
[May I ask how Xiuyan, the daughter of a wealthy family, can compare to Yingshen other than her family background? Her looks? She doesn't deserve it.]
Xiuyan's expression changed instantly.
When Brother Chen saw the look on her face, he knew that she had seen everything. He shook his head and said, "Do you know that you almost couldn't survive in the entertainment industry?"
"How could the clarification be done so quickly?" Xiuyan didn't dare to look at it anymore. She tried to calm her trembling voice and said, "It's only been an hour!"
No matter how strong the PR team was, they couldn't have done it so quickly.
Ying Zijin was just a normal person who didn't understand the entertainment industry. How could she have done it?
"Did you really think that it was a clarification?" Brother Chen sighed. "Did you know? Your fans just posted the video less than 20 minutes ago and it was all deleted. You didn't even get a chance to talk about it. "
"Most of the netizens didn't see her being slandered, they only saw her being praised. Did you really think that your method was successful?"
When she heard this, Xiuyan's expression finally cracked. "That's impossible!"
"Whether it's possible or not, it has already happened." Brother Chen closed his computer. "Don't underestimate normal people. Nowadays, the netizens prefer normal people who are capable but keep a low profile."
He reminded her, "Stay away from Ying Zijin in the future. Otherwise, you won't even know how you failed."
Xiuyan pursed her lips. "Then, the impact of this incident on me …"
"The company used the anti-defamation wall to blacklist your fans in time," Brother Chen said. "They said that they were blacklisted by the enemy, but your netizens still lost some of their support, so you have to save your reputation as soon as possible."
Xiuyan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again. "'Youth 202' is going to start filming during the winter break. I'll do a charity event then."
Brother Chen didn't say anything and nodded.
Xiuyan clenched her fists, but she couldn't calm down.
However, she finally realized that Ying Zijin wasn't simple. Otherwise, she wouldn't have noticed it so quickly and counterattacked.
It seemed that to deal with Xiu Yu, she could only start with Xiu Yu herself.
Xiuyan looked down to hide the emotions in her eyes.
**
The incident on the Internet didn't affect Ying Zijin at all.
She rested for more than ten days and finally lived the retirement life she wanted.
The members of the fifth family living in the ancestral home didn't go out to buy vegetables or sell meat. They raised cows and horses in the house and planted a lot of vegetables.
Feng shui was good for people. Ying Zijin felt that her skin had improved a lot recently.
However, this retirement life soon came to an end.
After the medicinal power of the Lingbao Ginseng was completely absorbed by her body, her body recovered very well. This meant that it was time for her to return to Hu City.
After leaving Hu City for so long, although she still video-called Wen Fengmian and Old Mr. Zhong every day, the two of them were still worried about her.
Moreover, Young People's Small Press really sent a silk banner over.
When the silk banner was sent to the Wen family, Old Mr. Zhong happened to be there. He happily held the silk banner and looked at it for a long time.
"Uncle Zhong, if you like it, you can take it back." Wen Fengmian smiled. "It's not easy to put it here."
"Okay, okay." Old Mr. Zhong didn't refuse. "I will hang it in my study. You can see it every day."
He couldn't wait to let the whole world know that his granddaughter was really amazing and could stand up for others.
At the thought of this, Old Mr. Zhong sent Ying Zijin a WeChat message.
[Zijin, if you encounter such things in the future, you'd better run away.]
Soon, there was a reply.
[Grandpa, don't worry. If such things happen again in the future, I will be gentle.]
Old Mr. Zhong: "…"
He had miscalculated.
He had almost forgotten that his granddaughter could fight against ten people on her own.
He should have been worried about being beaten up.
Old Mr. Zhong put away the silk banner and left the Wen family. He went to the Fu family and showed off to Master Fu.
Master Fu was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes half-closed. He nodded as he listened.
Great, the granddaughter-in-law he had his eyes on was quite good at fighting and she would be able to control Xiao Qi in the future.
He had good taste this time.
Of course, Master Fu didn't say this out loud.
"Old Mr. Fu, are you not feeling well these days?" Old Mr. Zhong looked at him suspiciously. "The last time you played chess with me, you fell asleep halfway through the game."
"That's what happens when you get old. No one wants to go to the hospital. Anyway, there's nothing to do." Master Fu didn't care. "I'm not like you. You are so old, but your Lion's Roar is getting stronger."
"Bah." Old Mr. Zhong was furious. "If my Lion's Roar was so strong, you wouldn't have dared to steal my snacks."
Master Fu didn't argue with him this time. Instead, he smiled. "I do miss the past."
"Here, I'll be generous for once. This is a tea bag my granddaughter gave me." Old Mr. Zhong frowned and took out a bag from his pocket. "It's for strengthening your body. Drink it every day and practice Tai Chi with me in the morning."
Master Fu glanced at it and took it.
He was too embarrassed to say that he had this tea bag too.
If he said it, Old Mr. Zhong would chase after him and beat him up.
"Okay, I'll show it off for you." Old Mr. Zhong rolled up the silk banner. "If you're sleepy, go to sleep. I'll go home first."
Master Fu nodded and lay back on the rocking chair.
Old Mr. Zhong opened the door and went out. He bumped into Fu Mingcheng, who was about to come in.
He left without even taking a look at Fu Mingcheng.
Fu Mingcheng went in and had just called out "Dad" when he saw that Master Fu had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep.
He could only swallow the rest of his words and leave the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
After Fu Mingcheng left the room, Master Fu, who he thought was sound asleep, opened his eyes again. He didn't look sleepy at all.
Master Fu lay quietly on the rocking chair for a long time before he stood up slowly and walked to the desk.
He opened the drawer and took out a new will that he had just drafted this morning.
----- Digression —
In the cold wind today, I froze into an idiot …
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