This is Shengcheng’s Weibo, and she is not Shengcheng’s person. Even if Shengcheng agreed, it doesn’t seem appropriate for her to use his Weibo to blacklist people without authorization.
Lin Jing stared at Shengcheng's cell phone, a little hesitant.
But after hesitating for a few seconds, she still couldn't hold back, put down her phone, raised her finger and landed on the screen of Shengcheng's phone.
She didn't take the phone over, she just held it in the grand gesture, clicked on the screen a few times, found Yang Sinian's fan, and very skillfully sent that account into the permanent black room.
After blocking the person, Lin Jing quickly retracted his finger.
Sheng Cheng lowered his eyelids and stared at the screen she clicked on for two seconds. His eyes moved up and landed on her face: "Is it done?"
Lin Jing nodded, "Yeah."
Sheng Cheng said nothing, holding the phone and retracting his arm.
Chen Jing was in the middle of chatting, and everyone else's attention was on him, so no one noticed their little episode.
Yang Sinian's fan account has been blocked by her, and his replies in the comment area have disappeared. There is no need to send the messages Lin Jing was halfway through, so she just presses the screen one word at a time.
Deleting and deleting words, she suddenly stopped, her brain stopped for two seconds, and she slowly turned her head to look at the people around her.
Sheng Kuang noticed her gaze and turned his head: "Huh?"
Lin Jing looked at him and pursed his lips: "You saw it."
Chen Jing happened to shout, and his voice was so loud that it drowned out Lin Jing's voice.
Sheng Cheng didn't hear clearly and tilted his head towards her: "Huh?"
Lin Jing looked at the skin behind Sheng Kuang's ears that was so white that it glowed with a cold light, swallowed, and said in a softer voice: "Did you see the words I typed just now?"
Sheng Kuang heard it clearly this time: "Yeah."
Lin Jing carefully thought about the words he just typed, and made sure that there were nothing inappropriate in them, so he felt a little relieved.
Sheng Kuang turned his head and glanced at Lin Jing: "I heard it."
Lin Jing raised his head: "Ah?"
Shengcheng: "I heard you curse."
Lin Jing blinked, and the first thought that came to her mind was "When did she curse?", and then she remembered the "fuck" that she blurted out.
Lin Jing's expression froze.
It’s over. The words she used to troll people online did not ruin her image. The dirty words she used to criticize people before completely ruined her image.
Lin Jing felt himself gradually cracking.
She thought for a few seconds and struggled: "You heard wrong."
Shengcheng slowly sat up straight: "Really?"
Lin Jing swallowed and was about to say seriously, "Yes, you really heard wrong."
Before the words even came to his lips, Sheng Kuang said "hmm": "Okay, I heard wrong."
Lin Jing: "..."
Just when Lin Jing was racking her brains to think about how she should respond to Sheng Kuang's words, Chen Jing suddenly turned around and said, "You don't have to choose the team leader, it's just you?"
"You still have to choose," Sheng Kuang pressed down the phone screen, "otherwise I will be like the team leader."
Lan Bowen: "Are you sure you want to choose?"
Pomp and circumstance: "Choose."
Lan Bowen: "Okay, even though I feel like I got a free choice, in that case, let's go ahead and choose. Jiang Xin, go and get some blank paper and a pen. We'll hold a vote. The one with the most votes will be the captain."
"Okay." Jiang Xin responded, stood up and went to get paper and pen.
Not long after, he folded it back, slapped the paper and pen on the clean kitchen table of the western restaurant next to him, "Come here and write, and throw it away after you finish..." Jiang Xin looked around and took a copper one.
An empty vase came over, "Throw it in this vase."
Jiang Xin first cast his vote, then put down his pen and called for others to come and vote.
Don't forget to be the first one to jump up and write.
Jiang Zui let go of the chicken wings in his mouth and swallowed them whole: "Why don't you forget, write it for me, just write..."
Before Jiang Zui finished speaking, Li Xiaozhou also raised his hand: "Write it for me too."
Jiang Xin took a piece of paper and patted Jiang Zui and Li Xiaozhou on the head: "What are you doing? Now that you have chosen, let's make it formal. Each of them will write their own. They also asked someone to write for them, one by one.
You who are capable."
Jiang Xin used to hold multiple positions in YLS, including being the coach, manager, life administrator, etc. Now that he has Lan Bowen as the head coach, his main task now is to manage the discipline and life of this group of people.
Jiang Zui and Li Xiaozhou were not afraid of being scolded by Jiang Xin, but they were afraid of being deducted from their money by Jiang Xin. They did not dare to speak anymore, and obediently waited for He Wang to finish writing, and then started writing one after another.
After that came Chen Jing, Qin Yu, Lan Bowen, and finally Sheng Kheng.
While everyone was voting, Jiang Xin went to the bathroom. When he came back, "Have you finished writing?"
Li Xiaozhou: "Well, it's finished."
"Then I'm counting the votes now." Jiang Xin stood in front of the kitchen counter and poured out the note from the vase: "One vote for grand occasion, two votes for grand occasion, three votes for grand occasion...nine votes for grand occasion."
After saying that, Jiang Xin started to applaud: "Now, welcome to the captain of our yls team to say a few words for everyone..."
"Wait a minute," Chen Jing interrupted Jiang Xin and looked at the grand occasion: "So, you voted for yourself?"
Sheng Cheng leaned on his chair and replied generously: "Yes."
"You are poisonous. You are not allowed to be the captain. You are not worthy of it. You have to let everyone vote, and you vote for yourself. You are so narcissistic... No!" Chen Jing yelled, and found something was wrong again. He
He nodded his head and started counting: "Qin Yu, He Wang, Li Xiaozhou, Jiang Zui, Mosquito, Jiang Xin, me, shameless grand occasion... aren't there just these eight people in our team? Where did the nine tickets come from?"
"Damn it, did you hit a ghost? Why did you get one more vote? Oh, I know, it's a grand occasion. You gave yourself two votes, right? Absolutely, this is definitely something you can do!"
Lin Jing cleared his voice and tried to interrupt Chen Jing: "That..."
Chen Jing didn't hear it and kept talking: "Wow, Sheng Kuang, you are too shameless. You are already narcissistic enough by voting for yourself, but you also vote for yourself twice. Oh my God, this world
How can someone like you exist in the world..."
Lin Jing reached out and patted the table.
Chen Jingmiao was quiet.
Everyone looked at her.
Including the pomp and circumstance of sitting next to her.
Lin Jing subconsciously stopped the words that were about to come out of his mouth, "Shut up, it's so noisy." His arrogance instantly died down.
She was silent for two seconds, raised her hand weakly, and whispered: "One of the votes was cast by me."