The video of her beating Su Niansong last night was cut into the show, and coupled with the explosive background video, it's hard not to think it's popular.
Overnight, Su Yuxi's name was put on several hot searches by netizens. Tong Wan helped Su Yuxi open Weibo in the middle of the night, and her number of followers soared to five million, and she even had super chats.
[Sister slaps the bitch madly and domineeringly, so powerful!]
[My sister is both talented and beautiful, the next crape myrtle star in the music industry!]
[Sister Su Yuxi single-handedly started a nationwide trend of slapping men in the face to pay homage to scumbags and bitches!]
...
"Second Master, do you need me to remove the hot search?"
Wen Yizhi saw his second master's face getting darker and darker, and the air around him became stagnant, so he stood aside and asked weakly.
Shi Huaijin frowned slightly and stared at a few hot searches in Song font and bold on the tablet. The more he looked at them, the more unpleasant they became.
Who else can call him sister?
After a long while, he said coldly: "Change the title to Ms. Su Yuxi."
"yes."
Wen Yizhi raised his feet and left, walking a little quickly, as if there was something urgent.
Shi Huaijin took the tablet and clicked on the video of Su Yuxi's performance. The woman was as pure and beautiful as an elf, sitting in front of the piano, her slender white fingers jumping dexterously on the keys.
He stared at the hands that seemed to be born to play the piano, his eyes darkened, and he glanced at the ring on his hand, but she didn't wear it.
It happened that at this time, the word 'wife' floated across the screen on the bullet screen above the video, which made him feel even more irritated.
I wrote a random program to delete the barrage, registered an account, and wrote "She is married, she is my wife." I wrote *100,000 times in the programming repeat box.
The next second, he was warned by the Internet Police: Your account is suspected of malicious spamming, and the platform will ban it.
Suddenly, his face became even darker and he made a phone call: "The platform that hosts the Music Creation Camp program has been blocked."
"Second Master, this program is broadcast by our media company."
Wen Yizhi was torn apart. He broke his leg while running away today. It was all related to the madam. It was time to get close to the madam...
"It's closed. Send the program and I'll review it myself before putting it on the shelves."
Shi Huaijin became ruthless and even destroyed his own business.
When Wen Yizhi called the boss of the media company, the boss even cried. He was making tens of millions a day! Now that the show is gaining momentum, asking him to remove the show would cost his life!
After handling the work matters, Wen Yizhi went to find Wen Mushang.
This guy didn't answer his cell phone calls, didn't reply to his WeChat messages, didn't go to the company, and didn't return to his apartment. It was as if he had disappeared from the world.
Guessing, he went to try his luck in the darkroom behind Mogui Mountain.
"Hmm~"
Before he could get closer, he heard a man's muffled voice, which was inexplicably familiar. He quickened his pace and ran over.
"Captain." The bodyguard came in and shouted respectfully.
Wen Yizhi immediately saw Wen Mushang being handcuffed to the wall and being punished.
I glanced at the bright red whip marks on his body, his face was as white as a ghost, and the veins on his forehead were beating hard.
"Open!"
With a sullen face, he yelled at the man standing next to him holding a whip.
"But..." The man hesitated. According to the punishment regulations, Wen Mushang's punishment was not over yet.
"But what! I didn't even sign! Why do you torture him!"
Wen Yizhi was annoyed, strode forward, grabbed the whip from his hand, smashed it on the ground, knocked him away and went to get the key from the shelf nearby.
"Get out!"
Click——
Wen Mushang's wrists were bruised with blood from the handcuffs. Wen Yizhi's action in helping him unlock the door was not gentle, causing him to groan in pain.
"Wen Mushang! You didn't have the brain to arrange the water pipe! You were kicked by a donkey!" Wen Yizhi put his arm on his shoulders, supported his body, and yelled at him through gritted teeth.
Fortunately, he was frightened in front of the second master for a long time, and asked in a roundabout way that the second master had not punished him.
"Wen Yizhi, why are you here?" Wen Mushang's voice was a little weak, and he raised his eyelids with difficulty and glanced at him.
"I came to see if you were dead!" He said in a very angry tone.
He knelt down and carried Wen Mushang on his back, and walked out. The darkroom was in a remote location and the car was parked far away.
The two of them were silent all the way, but Wen Mushang suddenly spoke up and called him: "Wen Yizhi."
I heard it and made no sense.
"Do you know what the second master is to me?" He said to himself.
"I was abducted here when I was very young. It was my second uncle who gave me hope to live. At that time, my second uncle was still young and he was locked up in the laboratory, but he brought me out."
"Send me to study, provide me with food and accommodation, I..." His voice was a little frightened.
"How could I just watch him die!"
Suddenly, a touch of warmth fell on the back of his neck.
Hearing this, his eyes turned red.
Among them, none of them were saved by the second master and avenged them. They chose to stay with the second master to protect him, and they were willing to do so.
But, what does this have to do with this guy taking the initiative to come over and get beaten?
After a while, he frowned and asked, "Wen Mushang, the second master didn't punish you, so you came here to be beaten yourself. What do you think?"
Wen Mushang was silent. He felt that he had done something wrong, but he had no regrets.
He didn't want to say it, so he simply stopped asking after hearing the idea.
When he arrived at the car, Wen Yizhi glanced at his new car, and then silently glanced at the man covered in blood. He didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Put me down." The man on the back whispered.
Hearing this, Zhizhi let him go as he was told.
"Hey! Where are you going?"
Seeing the man limping away, Wen Yizhi reacted and chased after him, grabbing him.
Wen Mushang shook off his hand and said, "I can't afford to pay for dirtying your car."
Hearing his mocking tone, Wen Yizhi felt very upset. Seeing him continue walking forward like a stubborn donkey, he strode up to him and picked him up.
Wen Mushang's head fell to the ground, and he suddenly felt that his brain was congested, and his shoulder was pressing on his wound, which caused excruciating pain.
"It hurts when I smell it..."
His teeth were chattering due to pain, and his voice was vibrating.
It was the first time Wen Yizhi heard his soft voice, and her heart moved slightly. She opened the door and threw him in.
Wen Mushang lay in pain on the back seat and huddled together.
Wen Yizhi scratched the back of his head and coughed unnaturally: "Sorry, I can't hold myself back."
Wen Mushang frowned tightly and glared at him fiercely.
The latter opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.
"Going to the hospital?"
He just looked at his injuries. It was a skin injury. It was nothing serious, just a little painful.
"Not going."
"oh."
He started the car and took him back to Huanshi Apartment.