muscle actor

Chapter 129

Seen from the outside, it is a ghost; from the inside, it is human nature.

"I've seen too many little transparent fans with big ambitions, longing to break into the upper echelon of the fan circle and become a fan head as soon as possible. In their concept, a fan head means getting exclusive news about idols and having tickets to the idol meeting, Even linked to power, you can command the entire fan circle to fight, and better shine for idols."

"Take a few small traffic flows that our company strongly promotes. At that time, I was also responsible for daily operations. Do you know how stressful it is?"

"Especially during the publicity period, I was so anxious that I was almost mentally exhausted, I couldn't sleep well all day long, I was always worrying about my dreams, and I lost a lot of hair!"

"The celebrities become popular but the fans are left alone, the consequences are very serious. Because the behavior of fans is often promoted to the artists, black fans and idiot fans are especially ruining the popularity of passersby."

"Several sisters around me were directly scolded by fans to the point of collapse because they failed to do a good job in controlling gangsters and criticizing. It's normal to quit the job the next day."

"As long as there is negative news about idols, the fans will only send private messages to scold us for being incompetent and useless, and they will not tell us the specific information of the black fans. It takes a lot of work to deal with, and often accidentally hurts. I used to hang up with the wrong fans, but I was scolded I didn’t dare to go online for several days.”

"Organize charts and blogs for several months at most, successfully seize various indexes and super chats, send idols to the top traffic position, and create the impression that XXX is everywhere for the onlookers. Otherwise, where will the resources and resources come from? Advertising endorsement?"

Ding Cheng watched the little girl growling, and finally understood why she chose to be her personal assistant.

In the current industry situation where data is not necessarily useful, and it is impossible to do without it, online data has become the absolute standard for judging the commercial value of stars.When fans can't meet their needs with their love and gambling, the fan club can only take special measures.

What should I do if no one picks up my idol?Buy career fans!
What should I do if no one takes turns on Idol Weibo?Buy Clicks!
What should I do if Idol's debut is not popular enough?Apply for a card!

In Ding Cheng's view, all unstable factors are due to his own lack of excellent works. If he is hard enough, are he afraid that he will not have fans?

The plot has reached its first climax, and through the foreshadowing of the characters, the male protagonist has become a standard scumbag image in the audience's mind.Arrogant, domineering, and most importantly, betrayal of marriage.

"Now let's play a game, shall we?"

A devilish low voice came from the other end of the phone, teasing: "I bet your so-called little lover doesn't even know that you actually have a wife?"

Ding Cheng was shocked, and quickly stopped him: "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, just chatting."

Suddenly there was a dial tone on the phone, and an ominous thought flashed through Ding Cheng's mind, could it be...

"Hi, Miss Ye Yun, how are you?"

"I'm Hu Zhifei's friend, yes, very good friend, I wonder if he told you something?"

"He's actually..."

Ding Cheng was instantly furious. He started to roar with anger and tried to stop the other party, but to no avail.

"I do not believe!"

"He can't lie to me..."

"How can you have a wife?"

Ye Yun's inconceivable doubts sounded in his ears, and Ding Cheng was like a deflated ball, leaning limply against the glass door, his eyes glazed over, as if the last fig leaf had been torn apart bit by bit...

"Do you know why he still calls you every time at a public phone booth even though he has a mobile phone?"

"Do you really believe those ridiculous excuses?"

"Let me tell you the truth..." The devil sneered, "Because his wife checks his phone call records every month, so..."

"shut up!"

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

Ding Cheng was like a volcano erupting, yelling at the top of his voice, for him, face is more important than anything else, and he has worked so hard to get to this day, so he cannot be destroyed by others.

"Oh oh oh, it seems our hero is a little excited?"

"Well, Miss Ye, nice to meet you."

"We'll see you later!"

The phone was hung up abruptly, and before Ding Cheng could speak, the other party's words plunged him into an endless abyss.

"Now it's your wife's turn."

"No!" Ding Cheng was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his hair exploded instantly, and he said in horror: "You can't do this!"

Suddenly there was a vibration in the pocket of his trousers, Ding Cheng quickly took out his mobile phone, stared blankly at the number on the screen, his hands trembling slightly...

"why do not you answer?"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you something just now..."

"I just called your wife and told her that you have something very important in your heart for a long time."

The devil let out a cold laugh, as if he had found his favorite toy, excitedly said: "I have to confess to her today, right?"

Wuyou asked the camera to tweet a close-up, Ding Cheng was full of sorrow, his face was pale, his lips trembled violently, beads of sweat kept oozing from his face, as if he was standing on the edge of an abyss, shrouded in endless shadows.

At this time, Ding Cheng was like standing on a rope high in the sky. If the confession to his lover just now was just anger, and the truth of what he worked so hard to hide was revealed, then his wife...

Bottom line,
You can't admit it even if you kill it!

He hung up the phone abruptly, and cursed into the microphone: "What's coming at me."

"Come on, you coward. If you can, let's challenge you to a duel. I'll beat you to death!"

"Are you afraid?"

"Bitch!"

No matter how Ding Cheng yelled and cursed, the other end of the phone was as calm as death, and finally came a cold voice: "It seems that you still don't understand your current situation?"

Just when Ding Cheng was about to fight back, suddenly there was a loud noise in his ears, and he stared dumbfounded at the broken glass door on the right, completely dumbstruck...

gun?
That bastard actually has a gun!
Only now do audiences understand why the movie is called a sniper phone booth.All the pressure turned sour in an instant. I thought it was just a prank by boring people, and even watched the scumbag being tortured, which felt very refreshing.

but now……

A sneer came from Ding Cheng's ear, and the devil finally showed its sharp fangs, and said grimly, "Now..."

"Can we have a good chat?"

(End of this chapter)