After the apocalypse boss enters the entertainment industry novel

Song Zhulan blocked Zhao Bin's WeChat neatly.

He didn't remember any grievances between Yuanshen and Zhao Bin, but the matter had come to this point, there was no point in continuing to make false claims.

He didn't delay on Zhao Bin's matter anymore, he opened Weibo directly, and looked through the hot searches. The first few posts were basically related to himself.

On the hot one, "Song Zhulan framed the actors in the same group" was hung on the hot one, and on the second hot one was the long-lasting "Song Zhulan get out of the entertainment circle". New entry: "Song Zhulan's fans are mentally disabled".

The general content in the entry is not much different from what he saw on Zhao Bin's phone just now.

The public opinion was overwhelmingly insulting him, and anyone who spoke out was beaten into a brainless fan, and was besieged and abused by a group of Rong Lin's fans.

Song Zhulan looked through it again, listed the rhythmic marketing numbers and user names in the memo, and then sent Lin Yao a WeChat message.

Although Lin Yao is only a student who is still in school, her style and habits are completely different from ordinary school students, and her family background should be quite strong.Song Zhulan asked her to help find out the real identities of these people, and Lin Yao really readily agreed.

"Don't worry," she promised, "I'll give you the result of this trivial matter tomorrow."

"Xiao Lan, you don't have to thank me. You just saved me. I should help you with something. Those marketing accounts on Weibo are disgusting. Do you want me to post Weibo to help you clarify?"

"No need, it's not the time yet. If Sister Lin Yao really wants to help me, just wait until the crew announces it and forward it." Song Zhulan replied.

No matter how good the video editing was, it was still fake in the end. Once the crew clarified it, the rumors would be self-defeating.Song Zhulan never minded letting his enemies indulge in false victories first.

But he didn't intend to stop just like that.

Rong Lin had hurt him many times, and it was impossible for him to tolerate it.It's just that if Rong Lin settles down completely, Song Zhulan needs to work harder to deal with people.But he didn't expect that so soon, the other party jumped out again and directly handed the handle to him.

Song Zhulan took out the computer he had assembled a few days ago, and quickly typed a string of codes.

He lowered his head with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

After wearing a book, he is not just studying and filming.The technology in this world is much more high-end than his own apocalypse, which makes Song Zhulan very interested, and spends a lot of time studying programming and other knowledge in his spare time.

He had implanted a small virus software in Rong Lin's equipment to practice hands, and now it seems that it can be used just right.

Song Zhulan focused on two tasks, looking for evidence and communicating with Lin Yao at the same time.

After chatting with Lin Yao and telling her that she had no health problems, Song Zhulan quit the chat box, only to find that a group of several students in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High had exploded.

After that class, he was pulled into the group, and he discussed topics with people when he had time.The small group is full of people asking questions and not chatting much. Song Zhulan usually shoots movies and usually turns on Do Not Disturb.But now there are a bunch of people @ him non-stop.

[@宋激兰哥, you must stabilize your mentality!Don't collapse! ]

[Tomorrow will be a model, we believe that you can pass the exam! ]

[Let those shameless Chen Kaiqiang and Liu Feng go to hell! ]

What does this have to do with Chen Kaiqiang and Liu Feng?

Song Zhulan was a little puzzled, and turned to the top of the chat history, only to see the content that made a group of students full of righteous indignation.

That was an interview.

It was said to be an interview, but it was actually done by Rong Linyang's marketing account.Not long after Song Zhulan's accident this time, he contacted Song Zhulan's math teacher and classmate Chen Kaiqiang and asked them about their impression of Song Zhulan.

In the video, Chen Kaiqiang's old wrinkled face is full of pain.

"I didn't teach Song Zhulan well. I was not responsible enough as a teacher. In fact, he has always been domineering in the class, and his temper is relatively irritable. Because of a small problem, I wrongly blamed him and complained to him in class. After apologizing, he still refused to let go, insisting that I apologize to him in front of all the teachers and students of the school."

"Well, if this can make him dispel his grievances against me and study hard, I will agree. But apologizing in front of the teachers and students of the whole school, and standing so many students' time. I don't know what to do. alright."

Liu Feng's words were even more direct.

"Song Zhulan basically didn't come to school for class, and when she came, she didn't attend class. She often disrupted classroom discipline and disturbed students' study."

"He blatantly contradicted the teacher in class before, which caused us to delay a class."

"It's not that I have any complaints against him. But after all, I'm in the third year of high school, and every minute and every second cannot be wasted. If I had a choice, I really don't want to stay in the same class as him."

Those in the small group expressed their anger with a row of question marks and exclamation points.

[They want to be ashamed!Who wouldn't take it out of context!Chen Kaiqiang didn't talk about how he slandered Brother Lan for cheating, but how he was wronged. ]

[Liu Feng is also awesome enough to open his eyes and talk nonsense.Although Brother Lan didn't come to school before, he never disturbed the classroom discipline. ]

[Also miss a class!It's as if he didn't follow Brother Lan's lecture ideas! ]

There are still a few screenshots in the back. They are really angry, so they went to Weibo to help Song Zhulan clarify.

But they were all focused on studying, they didn't use Weibo usually, and the number of them was not too large. They were directly labeled as Song Zhulan fans by Rong Lin's fans, and they sprayed all over their bodies.

They had never seen so many vicious ways of swearing, and they became angry immediately, and they had been discussing this matter all night.

The possibility of Chen Kaiqiang and Liu Feng stabbing him in the back had always been expected by Song Zhulan.It's just that he didn't expect that these classmates would stand up and say so many things for him.

He thought about it, and suddenly laughed at himself.After a long time of intrigue with others, I will unconsciously form an inertia. Everything comes first, and I want to make everything clear.But these classmates of his were different.

Youthful spirit, full of vigor, never needing so many reasons to do things, he dared to stand up only for his friends and the justice in his heart.

Maybe a little reckless, but unexpectedly heart-warming.

Sure enough... that's why he likes school so much.

Song Zhulan closed his eyes and sent a few WeChat voice messages.

"I have seen it all. Thank you everyone for speaking for me. I am very grateful to you. I am in a very good state now. I am [-]% sure that I can win the bet with Chen Kaiqiang. When the results are out, you will see He publicly apologized to me."

"You don't have to worry about me. Regarding the accident, the crew will come forward to clarify it. Things that don't exist will be dealt with correctly in the end, and this interview is the same."

"If you refute Chen Kaiqiang and Liu Feng, the most useful thing is the grades. I will not be affected by them, and I hope everyone will stop giving them more eyes. We speak with the same grades, far more powerful than their lies .”

As soon as Song Zhulan spoke, the original news in the WeChat group stopped.

After a few seconds, messages and emojis popped up like mushrooms after rain.

[Brother Lan, it's good that you're fine!Don't worry about us too! ]

[Let's speak with achievements and break their lies! ]

[Brother Lan, come on, we'll see you at the One Model Commendation Ceremony. ]

[It's so late, I'm going to review the argumentative materials again, everyone, let's take a step first. ]

[I slipped away too, Brother Lan, rest early]

……

Song Zhulan looked at their replies, and the corners of his mouth raised a little unconsciously.He operated the computer for a while, and after getting the information he wanted, he dug out his review materials from the luggage Jiang Xiaofeng brought, and spread them out on his lap to read.

Time is urgent, even if he reviews until one o'clock in the middle of the night every day, there is still something he hasn't finished.

Fortunately, Song Zhulan was sure of her grades and was not too anxious about it.He has calculated his own scores. Mathematics, English, and physics are all strong points. He can fully make up for his shortcomings in Chinese and history. There is not much pressure to get into the top [-].So he didn't plan to put too much pressure on himself before the exam, he just wanted to rest early and let nature take its course.

But now he suddenly doesn't want to go with the flow.

He wants to win pretty.

It's just a top [-], far from the standard of beauty.

He turned the pen in his hand, and the tip of the signature pen drew a graceful arc in the air and landed on the paper.

Outside the ward, Lin Yao urged Qin Jingye. "Cousin, don't you want to deliver food to people, why don't you go in?"

She said, sniffling, "If you don't go, the soup will be cold."

Qin Jingye didn't speak.

He saw Song Zhulan's figure from the glass room of the ward.

The boy lowered his head and wrote vigorously, with review materials spread out in front of him.He has a serious expression, which is unbearable to disturb.

Qin Jingye looked at it for a while, then turned around: "He's studying, don't disturb him."

"Ah, cousin, you have this day too," Lin Yao teased from the side, "Don't you always hate the nerd who spends his time studying hard every day?"

"He's not." Qin Jingye bent down, put the bone broth specially entrusted to the chef on the ground, and whispered to Lin Yao.

He remembered the conversation he had with Song Zhulan in the ward two weeks ago.

The thin young man was sitting on the hospital bed, his amber eyes seemed to be burning with sparks.

Song Zhulan said: "Director Qin, I don't care what others think of me, but I do have a little quirk."

"I want the best in everything."

He can sit in the highest position in the last days, and he will also be the best student and the best actor here.

These words are very arrogant, but Qin Jingye subconsciously felt that Song Zhulan could do it.

He got up and took Lin Yao out of the hospital.

Outside the Central Hospital, a group of paparazzi were squatting and guarding, planning to take pictures of today's top news.

Qin Jingye frowned, and called his assistant, asking him to deal with these squatting paparazzi so as not to disturb Song Zhulan's study.

Lin Yao looked at her cousin in disbelief: "Since when have you been so considerate! You have come all the way to the hospital to deliver meals, and even sent someone to clean up the paparazzi. The strangest thing is that after doing all this, you still don't show yourself in front of others." .”

"Brother, this is not your usual style."

Qin Jingye put on a mask and snorted coldly: "What do you think about every day? My appreciation for Song Zhulan is for a good actor!"

"Besides, when do I need to deliberately behave towards others?"

After finishing speaking, he got into his coquettish sports car first, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and drove away.

He had just driven not far away, and he couldn't help looking in the direction of the hospital again.

Tonight the moon is perfectly round, hanging high in the sky, and the clear light is shining all over the ground.

The boy sat behind the fourth floor window, his body covered with silver frost.

Qin Jingye guessed with great interest.

Tomorrow will be exactly the same, I don't know what surprise Song Zhulan will give people?

Song Zhulan worked on the problem for a long time, moved her cervical spine, and looked at the dial hanging on the wall.

It's a new day.

One model, the curtain is about to kick off.