Over the phone, Ma Tao, sitting in a luxurious cafe, looked at the phone in front of him with a wry smile.
"She blocked me. I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, I didn't fulfill your instructions."
Wu Jingwen smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, you will still supply the materials for the project in the eastern suburbs."
"Haha! Thank you, Mr. Wu." Director Ma smiled reservedly, feeling extremely satisfied.
The profit from the basic materials of that project was almost over 20 million.
This is not what he values most, but through this incident, he has become connected with the Wu family.
Knock knock!
Wu Jingwen's WeChat notification sounded.
"Teacher Wu, are you busy? Can I call you to talk about something?"
"I'll call you in fifteen minutes."
Wu Jingwen came out of the cafe and sat in the car and made a call.
"Teacher Wu, I'm very sorry. I have something to tell you..."
"Are you so scary, Yu Wei? Those fans are still following you?"
"Yes, Teacher Wu, some of them are very twisted in their hearts."
Ye Yuwei's voice was full of anxiety and apology.
"Teacher Wu, I know that asking you to help me clarify may reveal your privacy, but there is really no other way. Of course, if you feel embarrassed, I will think of other ways."
"Yu Wei, do you really want to continue on the road of becoming an idol? You may be better off in that small theater, but when you really step into a big fish trap, the darkness inside is unimaginable."
Ye Yuwei on the other side of the phone fell silent, obviously thinking about Director Ma.
"Teacher Wu, I said before, this is the only way that can change my life. No matter what, I will try my best. If it doesn't work, I will leave."
Hearing Ye Yuwei's words, Wu Jingwen couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile on her face.
She felt that Ye Yuwei was still naive. There are things that you can't just do if you don't want to do them.
"Okay Yu Wei, I will help you."
"Thank you, Teacher Wu. I will code and blur your photos."
Wu Jingwen put down the phone and thought about it, then broadcast a phone number.
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Tongzilou
Lan Yening's handsome face, like a night elf's, was full of anxiety and anger.
He quietly paid attention to Ye Yuwei and saw in his pocket those filthy words directed at his beloved.
He simply could not imagine that there could be so much malice in the world, directed at a girl.
But deep down in his heart, Lan Yening also wanted to know whether Ye Yuwei really sold his meat to get high.
Although he kept persuading himself that Ye Yuwei was not that kind of person, the many "facts" before him and the analysis of many "rational fans" had already shaken him.
"No, no, Yu Wei is definitely not that kind of person, Lan Yening, what are you thinking! If you don't believe in the person you love most, who else can you believe!" Lan Yening, who was struggling in pain in his heart, kept using his fists.
Beating his head.
"Lan Yening, this is Yu Wei's most difficult time, shouldn't you do something for her?"
After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and gave Ye Yuwei 50,000 chicken drumsticks in his pocket room.
At this time, everyone in the pocket room became restless.
"Holy crap, if you brushed so many drumsticks at this time, you might be a swordsman."
"Fifty thousand chicken legs, this guy can do it! Aren't you afraid that you will be raising a sister-in-law for someone else?"
"Does this brother have masochistic tendencies and likes to be fucked?"
"Is it possible that tastes have changed now, and everyone likes the strong-flavored "bus"."
Suddenly hundreds of disgusting comments flooded the screen, but there were also Ye Yuwei’s biggest fans who were fighting back.
"Fuck you, your whole family has already clarified that you are still here to set the pace."
"I beg you, please have some moral integrity! Everything has been clarified, why don't you go read it?"
"Ye Yuwei, kick these people out of the room!"
However, these sounds were very small and were quickly drowned out.
This is due to Ye Yuwei's sudden rise to power, lack of foundation, and not many fans.
If it were another top who didn't kill the opponent, the control and evaluation would still be possible.
Sitting in front of the computer, Ye Yuwei forced a smile and talked about daily life with Li Jiaqi next to her.
Although Li Jiaqi, who was holding the teddy bear, tried her best to cooperate, she felt that she could no longer hold back any longer. Those words were simply too unpleasant to hear.
There were also a lot of words telling her to run away and stay away from the "scumbag".
"Please, stop scolding me. I can't stand it anymore. We are all raised by our parents. Why are you so vicious? Yu Wei is not that kind of person." Li Jiaqi finally collapsed under the load.
"Ye Yuwei calls people too, why can't we scold her for being mean!"
"Li Jiaqi, she also had sex with you, you can still bear it, the fruit cutting thing is left there."
"Li Jiaqi, why are you still obsessed with being with a scumbag? Is it because she has a good job?"
"Ye Yuwei, if you still want to show shame, gouge out your wrists and drink dry grass."
Li Jiaqi, who had collapsed, began to cry and argue for her friend.
"No, no, Yu Wei has never done what you said."
"Jia Qi..." Ye Yuwei, heartbroken, hugged her friend hard.
"I haven't done anything to beg the word 'idol'."
"I know that many people in this room want to anger me and make me lose control, and then take screenshots and continue to slander me online, but you are wrong."
Following Ye Yuwei's words, there was another wave of dirty words, and some people even directly posted some pictures that should be banned.
Ye Yuwei gritted his teeth and said slowly: "The Internet has traces and memories. Every sentence I say here and every message I send will be recorded. The same goes for you. There is nothing I have done.
Things will never happen no matter how you set the pace."
This sentence is equivalent to a declaration of war against these anti-fans, and it spreads throughout the Pho community at an extremely fast speed.
In less than fifteen minutes, the barrage in Ye Yuwei's pocket room was maxed out.
At the same time, this news also became a hot topic on Weibo.
Although many people don't know why little idols are not allowed to fall in love.
But they all regard Ye Yuwei as the kind of vain girl who is willing to sell her flesh to become famous.
Both those she knew and those she didn't know were constantly attacking her.
Ye Yuwei's Weibo usually only has a few dozen comments, but tonight it exceeded 70,000.
It even exceeded the traffic of the entire group in one fell swoop, which no one could have predicted.
After closing the bag, Li Jiaqi hugged Ye Yuwei and cried desperately.
"Yu Wei, why, why do we live so hard, why do those people abuse us so much, is it wrong for us to want to change our lives through our own efforts?"
"Jiaqi, in their eyes, we are just talking dolls."
The look on Ye Yuwei's pale face was sad:
"On the surface, they all like us when we are glamorous, but what they are more willing to do is to destroy us beyond recognition."
Li Jiaqi raised her head, her face full of pain: "Why are their hearts so dark?"
Yu Wei sneered disdainfully: "What kind of virtues do people who like girls have, and what kind of hearts do those who like our CP have?"
This sentence immediately left Jiaqi stunned and at a loss.
She never thought about this problem, she just thought that Juju simply liked them.
I have never looked at these from the dark side of human nature.
"Yu Wei..."
"Jiaqi, rest! I'm really too tired this day!"
Ye Yuwei stood up slowly, her black hair falling like a waterfall on her beautiful shoulders.
At this time, she looked like a princess in the dark world.