Ye Zhitao didn't know much about the reporting mechanism, so she checked it the next day, and found that Wei Feng's Weibo was still fine, so she reported it a second time, but on the third day, she found that Wei Feng's Weibo Bo is still there.

what happened?

Ye Zhitao specifically asked Xiaolan how to report illegal Weibo, Xiaolan said: "It must be very difficult for you to report alone, or what do you think those anti-mafia groups are for? Many people need to report, or It will be useful to report it to someone with a higher weight.”

Ye Zhitao said: "I remember that your account has a high weight, you are often in the front row of comments, and you are a big V on Weibo."

Xiaolan said: "I can help you to report, but I see her Weibo is not good, and there is no illegal sex content, what are you doing to report others?"

Ye Zhitao said: "I suspect that Wei Feng is a man, and then he specifically hooks up little girls among my fans."

Xiaolan immediately became vigilant: "Really?"

Ye Zhitao said: "Really, didn't I pretend that I was a 12-year-old junior high school girl, but she always brought up this matter when she chatted with me. She was very concerned about my age, and a few days ago I asked Does she still have a tuba size? She said it out for fear of scaring me, and then asked me to meet."

Xiaolan asked: "She asked you to meet?"

"correct."

Ye Zhitao took a few screenshots and sent them: "Look, she also asked me who was in the family, and who was the aunt I said. It was like checking the household registration. I thought it was nothing at first, but later I found out , isn’t this person just asking about my family’s situation?”

The more Ye Zhitao thought about it, the more creepy she felt: "Especially her sentence 'I'll tell you my tuba size, I'm afraid it will scare you', it really feels too perverted."

"Wait a moment."

Xiaolan carefully read the screenshots sent by Ye Zhitao. She always felt that the conversation between the two was weird, but she didn't know what was wrong, but she could understand Ye Zhitao's worry.

Wei Feng has the feeling that he has everything in his hands. I’m afraid that my tuba will scare you. It’s really like in a crime movie, where the victim asks the murderer where you are, and the murderer tells the victim , the feeling that I'm right behind you.

As expected of Ye Zhitao's background as a screenwriter, Xiao Lan felt a little creepy when he played up the scene.

"Let me help you report it." Xiao Lan said, "It's better to prevent accidents in advance than to have accidents later. You have a lot of fans, girls, so you must pay attention."

Ye Zhitao nodded; "In case of accidental injury, I will find a way to make up for her, and report it now."

Xiaolan not only has a big V number, but also has a string of high-weight trumpet accounts. Under the reports like hitting the list, Ye Zhitao discovered one day that Wei Feng's Weibo account really exploded.

Ever since Wei Feng asked her to meet, Ye Zhitao had never chatted with Wei Feng again, and she was getting busy when she was about to join the group, reporting Wei Feng's Weibo on Weibo every day. The number exploded, and she finally felt relieved.

"You can join the team with peace of mind." Ye Zhitao said to Xiaolan, "You help me keep an eye on it, and if Wei Feng appears again, continue to report."

However, after Wei Feng was bombed, he never appeared again until Ye Zhitao joined the group.

On the contrary, Ye Zhitao's anti-mafia team was indignant, thinking that Wei Feng, the big benefactor who was jealous of her family, had reported her and bombed her account, and then started a new round of investigation. "Green Peach" was shot gloriously and was also bombed.

Ye Zhitao; "..."

Xiaolan snorted; "Your trumpet was buried by your big benefactor."

Ye Zhitao said, "Why do I feel like this posture is not over yet."

Xiaolan said: "Oh, you can concentrate on filming. Why do you care so much about Wei Feng? I'll keep an eye on it for you. If she dares to open a trumpet and continue flirting with girls, I'll continue to gang up on her."

Ye Zhitao said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

But she was still worried. The day before she packed her luggage and planned to join the group, she and Mu Mu invited Ma Bole to their house for dinner, and specially explained to them; "I'm going to join the group. The time for this drama is a bit tight, so it might be nothing." Look at your phone when you have time, please keep an eye on it for me, if there is a rich woman named Wei Feng or named after the Book of Songs, you must keep an eye on it for me."

When talking about Wei Feng, Mu Muqing's expression obviously became a little weird.

Ye Zhitao didn't see the change in her expression. She mainly explained this matter to Ma Bole, and Ma Bole was confused; "Why are you starting to care about your fans again? Didn't I say, let you Don't get too close to fans, especially fan private contact, it is absolutely not allowed."

Ye Zhitao said: "I don't have a private relationship. I use a trumpet, and the other party doesn't know who I am. I said that I just entered junior high school and was only 12 years old. In the end, I saw a suspected abnormal fan."

Ma Bole asked: "This Wei Feng? Why isn't it normal?"

Ye Zhitao said, "I suspect she is a man?"

Ma Bole asked: "What happened to the male fan?"

Ye Zhitao said: "I suspect that her purpose is not pure. Didn't I say that I am 12 years old, she is very concerned about this, and even wants to meet me, my God, isn't she very old, and I am 12 years old. What is this [-]-year-old junior high school student doing?"

Ma Bole quickly grasped the point; "You? A 12-year-old junior high school student?"

Ye Zhitao said, "I'm pretending."

Ma Bole wanted to hit Ye Zhitao on the head again; "Are you just so idle? If you have nothing to do, play a 12-year-old junior high school student in your super chat? If you are so idle, what can you do?"

Ye Zhitao said: "Anyway, I detonated her Weibo report. I was just afraid that if a pervert came to see and hook up with a little girl, everyone should be on guard. There are too many scammers now."

Mu Muqing stayed silent for a while, Ma Bole looked like "you are just idle", Ye Zhitao decided to ask Mu Muqing to come out of the mountain.

"Twilight, do you think I'm right?"

Mu Mu lightly smiled; "That's right."

It was obviously an agreeing smile, but Ye Zhitao felt that something was wrong no matter how she looked at it. Anyway, she was on her own, so she asked directly; "You think I worry too much?"

Mu Mu lightly picked up a chopstick dish for her; "I just think it's better for you not to talk now."

Ye Zhitao: "..."

She always felt that Mu Muqing was not too happy.

Could it be because he pretended to be a junior high school student to chat with Wei Feng?

He's not a fresh meat, maybe he's still a pervert, so there's nothing to be angry about.

After Ma Bole left, the two of them cleared the dining table, Ye Zhitao put away the dining table and went to wash the dishes, deliberately bumped Mu Qing's back with his elbow.

"I'm angry."

Twilight: "Huh?"

Ye Zhitao said: "I actually went online to browse, and I didn't mean to pretend to be a lolita, let alone hook up with netizens. This Wei Feng first called me anti-villain, and then I chatted with her and told her not to. We only got to know each other by putting me on anti-hack. It was nothing at first, but unexpectedly, she even asked me to meet."

Ye Zhitao said again; "How could I possibly meet her? I looked forward and said, God, this person has set me up from the very beginning. I had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized that something was wrong with this person, at least for a while. When chatting with me, she had ulterior motives, so I immediately reported her."

Ye Zhitao raised his head, with an expression of "how about I am not very smart".

She thought to herself, if she explained to Mu Muqing like this, she would definitely not care about it.

After all, protecting minors is everyone's responsibility.

Unexpectedly, Mu Mu wiped her hands lightly and said to Ye Zhitao, "Do you think this Wei Feng is a pervert who lied to little girls?"

Ye Zhitao said: "Yes, there is an 80.00% possibility."

Mu Mu asked softly; "Is there still a 20.00% possibility?"

Ye Zhitao said: "There is a [-]% chance that Du Wei Fan, seeing that I am young, wants to educate me to be a little Du Wei Fan, and wants to teach me offline, there is still a [-]% possibility that A rich woman who simply loves star chasing sees how pitiful I am when I go to junior high school and have no money to play in the rankings, or maybe I am the same size as her child and thinks I am kind, so she wants to support me offline."

After she finished speaking, she nodded and said, "I think it's more likely to be a pervert."

"you are wrong."

Mu Mu wiped her hands lightly, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

Ye Zhitao was just picking up the garbage, walked out of the kitchen, and planned to put it at the door to wait for the cleaning aunt to clean it up. After walking a few steps, she didn't expect Mu Muqing to give her such an answer.

She responded casually; "Then do you think it's a simple rich woman or auntie, or a poisonous fan?"

"I am Wei Feng."

The faucet in the kitchen was turned on, and Ye Zhitao was a little far away, so she couldn't hear clearly, so she turned around and asked, "What did you say?"

Mu Mu lightly raised her hand to turn off the faucet, and showed Ye Zhitao a kind smile that could barely be called kind.

"I am Wei Feng—"

She deliberately dragged out her voice, watching Ye Zhitao gradually petrify in front of her: "Do you think I am a middle-aged divorced old aunt with children, or a rich woman with money but no place to spend, or a poisonous fan, or a professional girl?" What about perverts who snipe at underage girls?"

With a "pop", the trash in Ye Zhitao's hand fell to the ground.

"I do not believe!"

Ye Zhitao is like a rabbit whose tail has been stepped on; "How could you be Wei Feng?"

Wei Feng chases stars and spends a lot of money on rankings, will Mu Muqing be so star-chasing? ——I guess so.

Wei Feng will still hit the rankings and sign in to fight against gangsters, will Mu Mu take it lightly? ——It seems that they will too.

Wei Feng likes financial and social news, and Mu Mu is light on it—nonsense!Isn't it like this in Mumuqing's circle of friends?

Seeing that the lines matched each other, Ye Zhitao blushed, and finally fished out something that was not quite right from his memory.

"No! Wei Feng told me that she wants a child, and she cooks for the child every day!"

"Aren't you just a child, you want me to cook for you, do your homework with you, and pick you up." Mu Mu shrugged lightly, "It's much more difficult to take care of you than a child."

Ye Zhitao is still making the final struggle. No matter what, the person whose account was bombed by his report appears in front of him. The feeling of breaking the dimensional wall is really magical.

"I don't believe it! Unless you show evidence, I can also say that Wei Feng is my genius."

This trick just fell into Mu Muqing's arms, and Mu Muqing took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and said with a smile: "Is there evidence? Coincidentally, I have quite a few here."

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