Rebirth Group Favorite: The Movie Emperor's Wife Is Poor and Fierce

Sheng Wenyin was taken aback, and slowly opened his eyes.

She stared at the ceiling and asked heavily, "Why didn't you come?"

Feng Xiaoxiao's voice came from the other side: "I want to file a lawsuit with Qin An and sue the company. I will be busy with a lot of things afterwards, so all performing arts activities should be suspended."

Feng Xiao's novel is very simple, but whether she is facing off against Qin An, a top-notch player, or against a brokerage company with a contract in hand, she, a small third-tier female artist, is undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg.

There was a long silence in the room.

"Okay, go to sleep." Du Lan said, not wanting the atmosphere to become depressed.

Sheng Wenyin said at this moment: "When you get back, send me your email address."

Du Lan and Feng Xiaoxiao turned their heads to look at her at the same time.

"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked.

Sheng Wenyin had already closed his eyes: "I have something for you, I'll know it when the time comes."

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Early the next morning, after bidding farewell to the homeowner and his wife, the group finally finished the second phase of filming and returned.

The program team returned the personal belongings. Sheng Wenyin was standing at the door of the villa, turning on his mobile phone, when he saw other people beside him, already making calls non-stop.

They all seem to be busy, with a lot of work, friends, and family. If they disappear for a day or two, the whole world will look for them.

Sheng Wenyin turned on her mobile phone, and then saw that there were no missed calls, and then looked at WeChat. She didn't have many friends on WeChat, except for a certain official account that sent her a health promotion post, a None of the new information.

She looked sourly at other people's mobile phones without stopping, and opened Weibo with a sullen expression.

Until the moment I opened Weibo, the world changed from black and white to color in an instant.

Thousands of private messages scolding her, tens of thousands of malicious reposts.

Sheng Wenyin looked at the comments with tears in her eyes. Since she liked and commented on black fans last time, there have been many more black fans on her last Weibo in the past few days, who scolded her in various ways every day.

Sheng Wenyin looked around happily, and saw that the Weibo comment had reached [-], and he couldn't hold new comments.

She quickly posted a new Weibo to provide black fans with a new venue.

Sheng Wenyin v: Occupy the pit.

The inexplicable two words were sent out within a minute, and more than 1 smart black fans immediately poured in, filling the hole at the speed of light.

——Sheng Wenyin, your mother is dead.

——Sheng Wenyin, let me taste your mother's ashes mixed with dung.

——You still dare to post on Weibo, how many mothers are you so arrogant?

At this time, the live broadcast was about to be closed. Before the broadcast was closed, the cameraman scanned the camera lens for several guests one by one. Finally, when he saw Sheng Wenyin looking at his phone with kindness and tenderness, the cameraman smiled and took The camera moved over: "Wanyin, what are you looking at, smiling so happily."

Sheng Wenyin generously unfolded the interface of his mobile phone, and showed the cameraman without hesitation.

As soon as the cameraman took a picture, his face changed.

The barrage in the official live broadcast room also suddenly stopped at this moment.

The dense swear words, insults, and personal attacks, one after another, are dazzling.

——[Isn't this all bad reviews?And the scolding is too ugly, right? 】

——[Hmph, Sheng Wenyin is so scheming. 】

--【Huh? What does that mean? 】

——[Showing bad comments to the camera, isn't it just to cry in front of the camera how badly you have been scolded, and then make people sympathize and take the opportunity to whitewash? 】

——[Wow, is it this tea? 】

Just when netizens thought they had seen through the truth and were about to witness an excellent tea art performance across the screen.

But Sheng Wenyin caressed the bad comments on the screen, and said with a satisfied face: "Whenever I am lonely, seeing them, my heart is filled with warmth. Because I know that no matter how lonely I am, no matter how lonely I am. There is always such a group of people, even if they don’t know me, they will still pay close attention to my every move across thousands of mountains and rivers. They will comment on all my actions in detail, and they will send many greetings to my relatives and friends. , anyone will abandon me, only they will never leave me, and will never be separated."

Cameraman: "..."

Kuroko:"…………"

Barrage:"………………"

After Sheng Wenyin finished speaking, she happily liked those who scolded her in front of the camera. Halfway through the click, Weibo suddenly disconnected.

She was taken aback for a moment, then refreshed.

After refreshing, the interface directly returned to the login interface. She confirmed that her network was fine, but no matter how she entered the password, she could no longer log in to Weibo.

Her face changed drastically, and she asked the cameraman in horror: "What's wrong? Is there a virus in my phone?"

The cameraman squinted at her: "You've been topped."

Sheng Wenyin was puzzled: "Top number?"

"It looks like the password was changed too," the cameraman said.

Sheng Wenyin was furious: "My account has been hacked! In broad daylight, the sky is bright, these criminals can't do anything..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone rang, and it was Gan Mei's call.

Sheng Wenyin pressed the connect button.

On the other end of the low-quality domestic machine, Ganmei's broken voice came through: "My mother gave you the top! From now on, if you dare to enter Weibo without the company of a guardian, my mother will Break your legs! Crack!"

Calls come and go quickly.

Sheng Wenyin looked at the phone that had been restored to the desktop, lost in thought.

The cameraman next to him gloated and pointed his camera at Sheng Wenyin's face.

The barrage was surrounded by [hahahaha].

——[Hahahaha, Sheng Wenyin: Stay jpg. 】

——[Hahahaha let you be skinny, let you be skinny, get scolded, let's see if you dare! 】

——【Hahahaha, this guy on the other side is awesome, dare to kill the first troller in the entertainment industry, Brother Yinzi, I pay the highest respect in the world! 】

On the other side, Qi Si hung up the phone, and saw Sheng Wenyin at the gate, under the camera, with his head buried in frustration, kicking a pebble on the ground with the toe of his shoe with a melancholy expression.

She looked really pitiful, Qi Si frowned, and walked over: "What's wrong?"

The cameraman immediately turned his camera on Qi Si.

The barrage began to swipe the screen crazily, all of which were confessions to the film king Qi.

Seeing Qi Si approaching, Sheng Wenyin glanced at him sadly, and suddenly asked, "Have you read Weibo?"

Qi Si was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Sheng Wenyin said, "Can you check Weibo now?"

Qi Si thought something was wrong, so he logged on to Weibo and looked at the trending searches, but there was nothing special about it.

Sheng Wenyin tiptoed beside him and said, "Look at the comments."

"My Weibo?" Qi Si glanced at Sheng Wenyin suspiciously, and then opened his last Weibo. That Weibo was posted a month ago. It was a Weibo for an endorsement advertisement, not his own. It was sent by the assistant.

There are more than 70 comments on that Weibo post.

Sheng Wenyin's eyes lit up: "More than 70 yuan, according to the probability, how could there be more than [-] yuan to scold you?"

Qi Si frowned: "Call me?"

Qi Si clicked on the comments, and turned several pages forward from the latest comments, all of which were confessions and praises, and did not scold him.

He looked at Sheng Wenyin not quite understanding: "What happened?"

Unexpectedly, Sheng Wenyin turned her face away with disgust at this time, she glanced at him with a very contemptuous and contemptuous look, and said slowly: "There is no one who scolds you. How boring it must be, hey, life like mine is more lively and splendid, you, I can't even envy you."

Qi Si frowned: "?"