Chapter 147
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There were even some radical netizens who, after seeing the marketing account's Weibo post, felt that the male idols online only relied on their fans and should quit the entertainment industry. Suddenly, the hashtag # Yan Qingchi Get Out of the Entertainment Industry # was created.
Yan Qingchi's fans naturally trusted their brother unconditionally. They felt sorry for him while criticizing Nancheng. "Are the company and manager dead? Come out and do something! "
At this moment, Zhang Cong reposted Mo Jianying's Weibo post and commented, "Teacher Mo's acting is good and he's a good person. He's a senior that I respect a lot. As for the male lead, I won't comment. I hope that Teacher Mo has better works."
This Weibo post was quickly shared on the forum. Everyone wondered who this person was. He was so stubborn and chose a side!
The netizens who had been following Yan Qingchi immediately explained, "Zhang Cong, the actor of 'Wulin in the Fog.'"
"Damn! Looks like Yan Qingchi is really a tyrant in the production team. Otherwise, he wouldn't be hated so much. "
"Two people in the production team have expressed their dissatisfaction. This must be because of Yan Qingchi himself."
"He's become famous too quickly. He must have forgotten his surname."
Sister Yan Mai was so angry that she roared, "How can you believe Zhang Cong's words? Do you need me to explain why Zhang Cong was chased out of the production team by Fu Minzhi? He was arrogant, bullied young actors, and didn't work seriously. That's why Director Fu chased him out of the production team. How can you believe the words of such a person? You don't have to be so obvious! "
However, as soon as this wave started, a new wave came. "Report!!! Ji Sixing reposted Mo Jianying's Weibo post! It seems like he's taking sides! "
Everyone clicked on the post and saw Ji Sixing repost, "I really like Teacher Mo's works. I hope that Teacher Mo doesn't believe that all male idols are like you. I hope that I can work with Teacher Mo in the future."
"He's quite shameless." A netizen commented, "She's trampling on Yan Qingchi while praising herself. She even hopes to cooperate with us. 666."
Ji Sixing's manager was caught off guard. When he came back to his senses, he saw that his artist had sent such a message. He was so angry that he wanted to pry open Ji Sixing's head to take a look. "Why are you causing trouble at a time like this?! What did I tell you before? Can you use your brain once in a while? He's been on a meteoric rise all this time and easily climbed to the top. Does it look like there's no one behind him? What good will it do you to offend him?! "
"I don't like him!" Ji Sixing replied.
"I'm still upset with you! Ji Sixing, I'm telling you, if you don't listen to me, you'll die sooner or later because of your stubbornness. "
"I've already posted it. If I delete it now, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"
"Alright." Ji Sixing's manager nodded. "You're capable now. Don't delete it. When your contract expires next year, I'll change your manager. I won't be able to control you anyway."
It wasn't easy for Ji Sixing to become famous. He knew that he could become famous because of his girlfriend, Wen Leyang, and his manager. He quickly said, "No, no, no. I'll delete it now."
Then, he immediately deleted the post and showed his manager his phone. "Delete it."
Ji Sixing's manager was helpless. He could only hope that what happened just now wouldn't cause too much of an impact. However, he also knew that in this day and age where information spread like wildfire, even if it was deleted in a matter of seconds, it could be screenshotted by busybodies and made a big deal out of it. Moreover, Ji Sixing's Weibo post had been deleted a few minutes ago. He sighed and silently prayed that since Ji Sixing had already deleted it, Yan Qingchi would let it go.
However, the netizens didn't know about the conversation between Ji Sixing and his manager.
They were only responsible for the latest live broadcast. "Breaking news!!! Ji Sixing deleted his Weibo post!! " Someone immediately posted on the forum.
“？？？？ What's going on? He's not taking sides?? "someone asked.
However, just as this question was asked, it was suppressed by an even more explosive post.
"Wei Lan attacked Zhang Cong!!! Is Yan Qingchi really not related to Wei Lan? "
Yan Qingchi's fans had just finished arguing with the righteous passersby and Ji Sixing's fans when they saw this post. They were so moved that they wanted to become Wei Lan's fans at this moment.
Wei Lan hadn't been filming for the past few days. He and his friends went out in the day and slept at night. Today, they were singing. Little Fatty Yuan, who was beside him, poked him. "Your friend from the entertainment industry is on the hot search list."
Wei Lan took his phone and took a look. Wow, there was a battle between a young hunk and an old actor. There was even an idiot rushing to take sides. As for a certain main character, he didn't comment.
Wei Lan looked at Little Fatty Yuan. "Who is this? Is there such a person in the entertainment industry who is crazy about becoming famous? He's even using this kind of popularity. "
Little Fatty Yuan was speechless. "Are you in the entertainment industry or am I? If you don't know, how can I know? "
Wei Lan returned the phone to him and picked up his own phone to log on to Weibo.
Little Fatty Yuan's eyes lit up. "Are you going to attack people again?"
Wei Lan looked at his expression. "What's with that look in your eyes? Aren't you afraid of making things worse? "
"I just think that you look especially handsome every time you attack people. Last time, when my goddess was wronged, you were the only one who spoke up for her. Otherwise, my goddess would have been completely slandered. It's just that your big sister fans are a little fierce. They are always worried that my goddess will throw herself at you. "
Wei Lan was speechless. "Shut up. You're talking about my fans in front of me. Be careful that I don't hit you. What's wrong with my fans? Without their support, would your goddess be cleared? You have to be grateful. Little Fatty Yuan, your thinking is wrong. "
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