Panic, like the plague, quickly filled Jin Yuanhao's heart.
What he wants to know most now is whether these photos and videos of himself have been leaked in South Korea, but this is actually just a subconscious fluke in his despair. Now that the Internet is so developed, in reality there is a huge gap between countries.
, but on the Internet, this gap does not exist at all with technology.
Photos like this may not be spread on a large scale publicly, but the speed of spread in private is extremely amazing. What's more, these photos of mine are stored on a well-known storage server in South Korea, but now they are
It appeared in China, so it must have been leaked in South Korea, but why has no one informed me?
Jin Yuanhao picked up his cell phone and was about to call a friend in China to ask if there was any news in this regard. The phone in his hand suddenly rang hoarsely.
Because he was thinking about something in a daze, Jin Yuanhao was shocked when the phone rang. He shook his hand and the phone flew out and fell to the ground with a thud.
Jin Yuanhao was startled by himself, and instantly felt extremely embarrassed. He picked up his phone angrily and took a look, only to find that the screen of his phone had been shattered and cracked a corner. He became even more angry and just glanced at the words on the screen.
Name, but his heart suddenly became nervous again.
The name on the phone is a friend of his, who is also an artist and has a very good relationship with him.
If he usually saw him calling, Jin Yuanhao would pick up the phone casually, but now at this time, Jin Yuanhao felt a little frightened.
Jin Yuanhao gritted his teeth and answered the phone: "Xu Ming, what's the matter with calling at this time?"
A loud voice came from the phone, with an obvious urgency: "Yuanhao, where are you now? Are you back?"
Jin Yuanhao became increasingly unstable and asked anxiously: "You are still in China, what happened?"
Xu Ming asked anxiously, "Someone just posted a lot of photos and videos of you on the Internet. They were all private photos of you and several other female artists in bed. Now it has caused an uproar. Do you know about this?"
?”
Jin Yuanhao's heart suddenly sank into the abyss. At this moment, his face turned as white as paper, and his soul seemed to have left his body and flew to the sky. There were only two words in his heart.
It's over.
Xu Ming, who was on the other end of the phone, couldn't hear the echo, and immediately shouted anxiously: "Yuanhao? Yuanhao? Can you hear me?"
Jin Yuanhao regained his consciousness a little and asked in despair: "How is the situation now?"
Xu Ming did not answer Jin Yuanhao's question first, but instead asked: "Are those photos real, or were they photoshopped to frame you?"
Jin Yuanhao felt extremely bitter in his heart. How could it be photoshopped? If it was one or several photos, it might have been photoshopped by someone, but there were so many videos in it, and the definition was still so high. How could it be photoshopped?
"It's true." Jin Yuanhao replied in a low voice: "How is the situation at the company now?"
When Xu Ming heard Jin Yuanhao's admission, he immediately sighed: "Yuanhao, you are really confused. You like to take these photos and videos, so you have to keep them. How could people spread them? Hey, I
I also called you to ask you as soon as I got the news. The president probably doesn’t know yet, but I guess it will be soon. You have to be mentally prepared..."
Mentally prepared?
Jin Yuanhao's eyes suddenly dimmed. Of course he understood what the other party was talking about. He was originally a rising idol idolized by the company, but now such a big scandal has broken out. The company will definitely withdraw all support for him.
He will be severely punished and may even be sued because it is due to his personal reasons that it has caused huge loss of profits to the company.
He had no intention of listening to what Xu Ming said next. He only felt his ears buzzing and his heart was so empty that he didn't even know when to hang up the phone.
He just leaned on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, his eyes were blank and his face was pale.
A burst of rapid ringtones rang again. Jin Yuanhao picked up the phone and saw that it was his agent. He answered the call and heard an angry roar from the agent, finally telling him that the company had arrived.
I called them and asked them to return to South Korea immediately and cancel all subsequent activities.
Jin Yuanhao slumped on the sofa, his heart filled with endless regret. Why did he put those photos and videos on the network storage? It was such a mistake that he would regret for eternity.
It's all over now.
He didn't know how long he sat there, but his phone rang again. It rang repeatedly for a long time, and then Jin Yuanhao woke up from his wandering mind. He picked up the phone and looked at it, but it was an unfamiliar number.
He weakly answered the call, leaned back on the sofa, and put the phone to his ear: "I'm Jin Yuanhao, who am I?"
What came from the other side was indeed not Korean, but fluent English: "Kim Wonho?"
Jin Yuanhao was a little strange, but fortunately his English was passable, so he answered in English: "I am, who are you?"
Opposite me was a very strange male voice who spoke fluent English: "You don't need to worry about who I am. I guess you already know that your photos and videos have been leaked online. I just want to ask you, how do you feel now?"
how?"
Jin Yuanhao's eyes, which were originally a little dazed, suddenly became full of fear, and he suddenly jumped up from the sofa: "Who are you and why do you know my phone number?"
"Aren't you pretentious? I really want to know, what's the difference between you, who was stripped of your skin and took on the cloak of an idol, and a bereaved dog?"
Jin Yuanhao's eyes suddenly turned red. Although the other party did not tell any actual situation, his intuition told Jin Yuanhao that this man had the most direct relationship with the leak of his photos. This man was even the culprit.
!
"Those photos were leaked, was it you?"
"Haha, if you don't want people to know you, you have to do nothing yourself. But you are so cute and stupid that you even store these photos on the Internet that can ruin your reputation. You are really asking for your own death."
"You bastard, who are you? I have no enmity with you, why do you want to harm me?" Jin Yuanhao's face was blood red, like an angry bull, and he roared loudly.
"No grievances?" The man murmured softly, then smiled and said: "Well, being a fool is actually quite happy, well, that's it, just enjoy the life you are about to encounter next.
.”
After the man said this, he seemed to want to hang up the phone. He paused again and added: "Oh, I forgot to mention that your photos and videos are all very good. I will keep a backup and enjoy them later.
If you can’t be an idol anymore, you can be a photographer, maybe the business will be very good.”
Before Jin Yuanhao could speak, the man on the other side had already cut off the call. Jin Yuanhao called twice and found that the other party had hung up. He was so angry that he stood up and threw his cell phone away.
, there was a crash, and the mobile phone that was originally broken into pieces completely fell into pieces, and the pieces exploded all over the ground.
Jin Yuanhao's eyes were red, thinking about the phone call just now and the man's whisper. Is there no injustice or hatred? A confused man?
The implication is that he has a grudge against himself, but who is that?
The other party spoke English very fluently. Jin Yuanhao couldn't even tell whether the other party was Korean, Chinese, or from another country...
no idea.
Thinking about the treatment he was about to encounter, the coldness froze his mind bit by bit. Jin Yuanhao fell weakly on the sofa, motionless, like a corpse, with messy hair and a face as pale as paper.
At this time, I can't find any idol appearance at all.
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"Jingle Bell……"
Yang Hao picked up the mobile phone on the table and answered the call casually: "Feifei, what's the matter?"
"Brother Hao, did you do what happened to Kim Yunho?"
Faced with Xi Feifei's impetuous question, Yang Hao couldn't help laughing and leaned gently on the chair: "I asked a friend to do it. She is a master hacker. She accidentally found those photos and videos. I
Let her post these photos and videos on many websites in South Korea and China at the same time."
Xi Feifei didn't look surprised and breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I knew it was you. You definitely wouldn't deal with him for no reason. Since you dealt with him, it means that he must have something worth dealing with, eh
, did he ask someone to take our photos?"
"Guessed it right, but there is no prize." Yang Hao replied with a smile: "Yes, I asked someone to investigate, and it was indeed him who sent someone to do it. It was just that we embarrassed him at the door of the hospital that day.
So he just wanted to take revenge on you and make your popularity drop, but unfortunately, he chose the wrong person."
Xi Feifei snorted: "He is indeed a bad guy. Those photos were really obscene. He is still an idol star. He is a vile person at heart. This time he is finished. As soon as this scandal came out, his strangeness
My career is basically over.”
Yang Hao said with a smile: "Maybe he changed his career to become a photographer and became a master instead?"
Xi Feifei naturally understood the meaning of Yang Hao's words and hummed: "Brother Hao, you are not a good person. To be honest, have you seen all those videos and photos?"
Yang Hao replied casually: "Just take a look, I am collecting evidence, I can't collect it with my eyes closed."
"Hmm, haven't I said anything yet? Brother Hao, why are you so anxious to explain?" Xi Feifei said with a smile, and when Yang Hao was speechless, she quickly added: "
How about it, doesn’t it look good?” (To be continued)