Li Jiaqi is talking to fans in his pocket room about interesting things in his life.
"Jiaqi, is filming boring?"
"It's okay, patting your heart is actually quite fun."
"Jiaqi, I see you look a little tired. Do you want to take a rest?"
"Thank you for your concern. I actually can't sleep, so I just wanted to chat with you."
Fans kept greeting her and making friendly jokes.
Although Li Jiaqi wanted to close his pockets and be quiet, he still conducted business flawlessly.
Because essentially she is still an idol, and she needs the support of her fans whether it is drama or anything else.
Bell! Bell!
Her personal cell phone rang.
"Hello!"
"Hello, are you Li Jiaqi?"
Hearing what the other party said was so solemn, she immediately turned off the microphone of her live broadcast phone: "Who are you?"
"I want to tell you something. Your mother is dead."
The other person spoke in a gentle and polite tone, with a hint of a smile.
"Go..." Li Jiaqi, whose anger was rising, resisted the urge to curse and hung up the phone.
But just as she hung up, she received a text message from the other party: "I know where you live. You are in Room 302 of the Xingyue Hotel. It is a standard room. You are wearing light blue pajamas."
"Are you watching my live broadcast? Are you Juju?" Li Jiaqi immediately realized it.
"Haha, I was looking, but all I saw was fuzzy and ugly."
"I specialize in treating internal diseases at a scientific research institute, and I also perform operations. Can you come and participate in a medical experiment? You want to become famous so much. Then I will perform operations on you in front of the whole world."
What this person posted was so vicious that Li Jiaqi's blood pressure rose with anger and her eyes were on fire. If this person were in front of her, she would not hesitate to pounce on him and tear him into pieces.
She blocked the phone number and pretended that nothing happened and continued chatting with her fans.
Because she didn't want the hater who was also looking at her to be proud.
The text message sounded.
Because she had blocked the phone number she just received, she thought it was someone else sending her the message.
"It's me, it's me, it's me, why don't you cry!"
"Your acting skills are really terrible. The only thing you know how to do is pretend to be pitiful."
"Do you know how disgusting you are? Your whole body smells like shit, and even your cheap clothes can't cover it up."
Li Jiaqi continued to block him and went live.
This person changed his mobile phone number more than a dozen times to send her text messages and call her.
Fans in the pocket also saw something was wrong.
Li Jiaqi's eyes were red at this time, and he looked very bad.
In the barrage, some people began to ask what was going on.
"This is my live broadcast room. I don't want to be blocked, and I don't want to be told that I am not a poor artist."
"Although we artists can be criticized and criticized, I hope it is kind-hearted and at least not insulting to the personality of a person and her family."
Li Jiaqi was so sad that she could not express it in words. She tried her best to control her emotions and tone.
The fans on the other side of the screen were also shocked, what on earth is going on!
Wasn’t it a good live broadcast just now?
"...just now...a person, a black man, sent me hundreds of text messages and made dozens of calls on different phones. I can't say what he said...I'll take a screenshot and show it to you."
Li Jiaqi sent the screenshot of the short message he had just compiled and erased the sensitive words.
But everyone can still guess what is on it.
"Qiqi, don't answer calls from strangers."
"Hug Qiqi, we are with you."
"Ignore her, delete it if you see it."
"Be a good person! Why treat such a good girl like this? The cancer is so terrible."
Although the fans in the live broadcast room are angry, they cannot say radical words, otherwise they will be banned directly.
Li Jiaqi saw that so many people cared about her and loved her.
I could no longer bear the grievances in my heart, tears were shed, and my voice was choked with sobs.
He took out a piece of paper from the paper drawer next to him and wiped the tears that filled his eyes and ears.
"I know you are looking at me too. You want to see me collapse, want to see me cry, and want to see me scold you with those words."
"I won't do that, but I'm telling you, if you do these bad things, you will get retribution yourself."
"The cycle of cause and effect, although you hurt me, one day you will also be hurt in another way."
The more Li Jiaqi spoke, the calmer his tone became, but the mocking look in his eyes became stronger.
"You must be very excited when you see me answer your phone during the live broadcast!"
"You feel like this is openly humiliating me, but you're wrong."
"How old are you this year?"
"If you can do such a thing, I'm afraid you will accomplish nothing in reality and you will be humiliated often!"
Now Li Jiaqi no longer even has the mocking look in his eyes, but instead looks pitiful and helpless.
She pointed at the screen:
"Everyone told me to call the police, but I don't think it's necessary."
"Because as I said just now, the bad things you did to me will be transferred to you in other ways."
When he said this, Li Jiaqi's hand was still holding the mobile phone.
It was still vibrating at first, but now it has stopped.
She knew that she had won, at least she had won this round.
In a sparsely decorated but spacious room, Xiaoli smashed the oldest mobile phone into pieces.
The flesh on that ugly fat face was shaking constantly, and the gaze in the slender eyes was like a vicious snake.
The yellow teeth ruined by carbonated drinks were clenched.
Li Jiaqi's words really hurt her heart.
Originally she wanted to teach this little boy who seduced her brother a lesson, but now she wanted to kill him.
"Li Jiaqi, what the hell do you have besides a selling face?"
"You have to have acting skills but not acting skills, and you have to have academic qualifications but not academic qualifications. How far are you better than me? You haven't made it through selling."
"I will kill you and tear your stinky face to pieces."
Xiaoli picked up the pendant on the table.
This is the house she rents, although Su Xiaoya said she doesn't mind her living in her own home.
But Xiaoli still insisted on renting a house by herself, because she had a side that she couldn't let the former know.
Su Xiaoya thought it was Xiaoli's self-esteem and gave her a sum of money to help her.
In addition to renting a house and purchasing necessary daily necessities, Xiaoli also bought a lot of Lan Yening peripheral products.
She also bought a lot of old-fashioned phones and applied for a lot of black cards. These were the "weapons" she prepared.
"Little bastard, I want to give you a big surprise."
Xiaoli also tested Su Xiaoya about what happened today, but the former said that Lan Yening should have nothing to do with Li Jiaqi.
You can't do radical things without a stone hammer.