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Chapter 127

Amidst the joy, Liao Yuan walked off the stage.

Fu Xiaoci couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart and rushed forward to give Liao Yuan a bear hug.

Huh?

Fu Xiaoci's cheeks suddenly felt a little hot. The ten fingers of her hands moved one step at a time, exploring Liao Yuan's abdomen in the blind spot of people's sight.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

sky!

I never expected that Uncle A actually had abdominal muscles...

Liao Yuan pushed Fu Xiaoci away and looked at her with a frown.

Fu Xiaoci's face turned redder.

Sorry, I couldn't help it...

She coughed and praised: "Our Uncle A is really powerful. He can make the enemy abandon his armor and flee without fighting. It's really awesome!"

Next to him, many players came forward to congratulate him.

After Liao Yuan was polite and modest, he called Fu Xiaoci and two bodyguards and left the scene.

"Leaving so soon?"

Lin Weiyin said: "Why don't you stay and observe your future opponents? Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle."

Liao Yuan paused and said, "I still have something to do."

Lin Weiyin nodded and said: "I accepted the invitation from station J and will serve as a judge for the finals. Mr. Liao, I hope you can continue to make rapid progress in the semi-finals. I'll be waiting for you at the Bird's Nest."

Liao Yuan didn't say anything and walked straight out of the field.

The scene was still filled with cheers. Liang Qingquan, who was in charge of coordinating the players, quickly kept up with Liao Yuan. After failing to retain him, he informed: "Uncle A, the semi-finals will most likely be held at the Donghai City Old Gym. You

You can follow your email updates at any time."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Fu Xiaoci again: "Ms. Fu, the phone must be turned on 24 hours a day in the past two days. Please pay attention to the staff's phone notifications at any time."

Fu Xiaoci agreed immediately.

When they came out of the opera house, there were still many well-known anchors and even some media reporters outside the venue. When they saw the masked man suddenly walking out from the exit, the bustling crowd outside the venue suddenly fell silent.

The next moment, the anchors and media people who were live broadcasting all walked quickly towards Liao Yuan and others.

No one thought that the famous Uncle A would leave the scene so quickly!

"It's just that the Masked Superman left just now, why did Uncle A leave too!"

"Didn't Uncle A win the game?"

"Let me go, audience friends, look who this is!"

The commotion at the entrance also attracted the attention of the security personnel. They all knew that Uncle A was a contestant, so before Liao Yuan could say anything, they automatically stood in a row to protect Liao Yuan as he left.

Taxis on the roadside are rushing towards you.

Soon, under the escort of security personnel, Liao Yuan and others took a taxi all the way away and went straight to the airport.

Several people did not stay in the capital for a while.

Because according to the news we just received, the internal video of "Produce 101" was leaked and spread wildly on the Internet, causing turmoil in the industry.

The content of the video happened to be the video of Liao Yuan and Han Yu having a violent fight backstage at the performance yesterday.

"This shouldn't be Director Fu's plan, right?"

In the airport lobby, Liao Yuan asked on the phone: "Who exposed it?"

"Shi Senming."

Fu Yuntao hesitated to speak: "It's the assistant director who framed you on the scene yesterday. This guy wants to kill him. However, his behavior not only violated the contract, but also touched the legal level. I will make him pay a heavy price."

Liao Yuan frowned, and finally changed his words and asked, "Does it affect your plan?"

"Of course."

Fu Yuntao smiled: "However, the impact is not big, it just cuts off my escape route. From now on, either I will step on Han Yu, or Han Yu will step on me, it's that simple. You don't have to

Worry, this is the result I wanted."

Liao Yuan pondered: "How can I help you?"

"Take care of yourself for now."

Fu Yuntao said righteously: "Now you and Han Yu are at the forefront of the storm. The new episode of the program has not yet started. People can use the pictures in the video to take it out of context. Your situation may be more dangerous than the last time. You

You should know the horror of those underage fans."

Liao Yuan sighed secretly as he thought of the boys and girls who once hung around his door.

After hanging up the phone, Liao Yuan turned on his phone and searched for relevant news.

Soon, he saw the animated GIF of himself kicking Han Yu in the chest and abdomen. It spread wildly in various forums and portals. Some netizens even made spoofs of the pictures and added subtitles.

"A punch? No, just a kick!"

"Hey, old thief Han, look at my powerful Vajra feet!"

"Countdown, three, two...K.O!"

"The last straw for Han Yu is that it's not that difficult. It only requires one kick. One kick can't buy you a loss or be cheated..."

The greater the popularity, the more fans, and correspondingly, the more negative fans.

After seeing the dynamic picture of Liao Yuan vigorously kicking Han Yu, all the men over thirty years old laughed and liked it, even though most of them did not know Liao Yuan.

In addition, relevant information about Liao Yuan was also uncovered.

So his personal Weibo was once again corrupted. Because Liao Yuan had not posted on Weibo for more than a month, there were still fan messages from the last incident on the latest Weibo. Coupled with this incident, it was only

After one morning, the number of comments on Liao Yuan's first Weibo post had more than doubled, from the original 300,000 to 700,000, and the number of retweets also reached 100,000.

Looking through netizens' comments, insults and curses are overwhelming. Every comment insulting Liao Yuan has more than a thousand likes, and the popular comments in the comment area have more than 100,000 likes.

Weibo officials also quickly made a special report on this incident.

After all, Han Yu is a traffic star, and his claim of hundreds of millions of fans is no joke. In addition, it is a hot topic, which makes all netizens' comments under the topic have more than tens of thousands of views each.

Under tremendous pressure, Liao Yuan's mobile phone, graduate school, workplace information, and even the Little Yellow Croaker Culture Company, which had just completed an equity transfer with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, were all exposed.

Before the incident happened, the official Weibo of Donghai Media College, the alma mater of the applicant, immediately jumped out after being bombarded by netizens all morning, completely forgetting any relationship between itself and the person involved.

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Moreover, the official blog also righteously criticized Liao Yuan, saying that his behavior had caused bad social impact.

While condemning, we also called on all teachers and students in the school to take a warning!

In comparison, Donghai Broadcasting Station appears to be much gentler. Faced with the abuse from netizens, it remained completely calm and did not make any statement.

However, at noon, the Internet broke the news that more than a dozen girls had once again gathered at Donghai Radio Station to protest.

"This is bad!"

Fu Xiaoci finished reading the news and said with a grimace: "Our company will also be blocked, right?"

Liao Yuan leaned on the airplane seat, closed his eyes and said: "That animated picture was taken out of context. The bigger the incident becomes, the more losses Lemon Entertainment will suffer. It is impossible for them not to do public relations. Let's make trouble, the more trouble there will be."

Bigger is better…”

Fu Xiaoci worriedly said: "Then what should we do now? Aren't we still planning to make Song Baining's online debut? We need to avoid the limelight, right?"

Liao Yuan said calmly: "It's not necessary. The heat is on. If we don't bother now, when will we wait?"


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