I became popular after marrying a rebel

Two hours later, the men were stuffed like dumplings into the small pool for two on the right, knee to knee, four pairs of eyes looking at each other, speechless for a long time.

Fortunately, there is an air conditioner in the glass house, with the shadow of the whirling trees above our heads, and we don’t feel hot in the small pool, but we can’t stretch our legs.

Hu Tutu shouted to the other side through the flower wall: "Sister, I'm wearing swimming trunks under my bathrobe, very civilized! Can you let me go soak?"

Sharon replied calmly: "We are all ladies here, I'm afraid it will damage your boudoir reputation, isn't it good?"

Stupid: "..."

The girls laughed wildly at the other end, and someone asked, "Yiyi, will this bully the young master too much?"

Confused and crying: "This kind sister, thank you, I wish you eternal youth and beauty."

Wen Ya bumped his head against Makino's shoulder, laughing uncontrollably, Makino wrapped his arms around his and gently pinched his waist.

Hu Tutu happened to see it, and said "Aww" again, "Sisters! I don't want to squeeze into the small pool with my lover, my toes are almost digging through the bottom of the pool! Hot eyes!"

Wen Ya: "...Don't spread rumors if you're stupid, we didn't do anything strange!"

Makino: "Yes."

There was another burst of joyful laughter from the girl.

A girl said sincerely: "To be reasonable, I always thought you were the kind of romantic young master when I read gossip posts before, like Ximen Zong Erlang in "Boys Over Flowers"."

Hutu asked expectantly: "What about now?"

Before the girl could say anything, she burst out laughing, "Hua Wen Hua Wu in "Tang Bohu Spots Autumn Fragrance"."

Wen Ya looked at Makino, and smiled OS: ...Don't say it, it's really a little bit.

After receiving his brainwaves, Makino nodded: Yes.

Ye Fei silently raised her hand and gave a thumbs up to the neighbor to show her affirmation.

Stupid: "..."

Hututu snatched the wine glass from Ye Fei's hand and drank it violently, trying to drown himself to death.

After being so noisy for a while, Wen Ya's cell phone by the pool rang again, it was Diao Xuemei.

He hesitated for a moment, got up from the water, sat on the tatami beside him, connected the call and asked, "What's wrong?"

As soon as the other party said a word, his face became more serious. Makino took a look, got up from the water, helped him wrap a bath towel, and sat down beside him.

Hututu, who had already entered a slightly drunken state, asked loudly, "Old Mu, what happened?"

Makino shook his head at him, signaling him not to make any noise yet.

Wen Ya listened for a while, and said: "Okay. I will write the Weibo myself, and I will send it to you later, and you can see what needs to be changed. Since it is indeed my fans who have problems, I must bear the responsibility. It’s also my fault that I didn’t seriously talk about these things with fans before, an apology is necessary.”

Hu Tutu drank, got a little over the top, stood up and said, "What's the matter? Fans have problems, why should you apologize? Doesn't he have a long mouth and won't apologize?"

Ye Fei pressed the restless Hu Tu Tu, and stuffed a piece of honeydew melon into his mouth, Hu Tu Tu still stared at Wen Ya, while chewing, he mumbled, "It was originally—"

Wen Ya hung up the phone and saw Sharon and a few girls coming from the other side wrapped in bath towels, and explained: "It's nothing serious, my fans sprayed paint on other people's stand cards, I'll tell them about it Things will be fine, just write a long Weibo, no trouble—"

Sharon frowned, looking at his phone as well, and asked, "Are you sure you didn't frame it on purpose?"

Wen Ya said: "Qu Wenjie posted a long post, posted a receipt of the case, and reposted an ID's apology. That ID deleted the homepage before sending the apology to the top of Weibo, but there were a few people who followed me. I forgot to unblock my super chat, someone took a screenshot and left it as a proof, and the marketing account has been moved, and I can still see it now, it should indeed be my fan."

"That's fine. I have more fans now, but I've never seriously talked to them about this matter. When the problem was exposed, I solved it properly. Fortunately, it didn't cause more serious consequences."

Sharon's female classmate nodded and expressed her appreciation, "Public figures' sense of social responsibility, if celebrities think like you do, among other things, at least the atmosphere on the Internet will be improved by half."

Makino is also looking at his phone, but in fact, things are still strange—deleting Weibo may seem like a fan's evasive behavior at first glance, but in fact it has formed a situation where there is no evidence.The microblog was deleted, but the Chaohua I followed just forgot to delete it, but following Chaohua is the most cost-effective way to prove that she is a fan of Wen Ya. The people who eat melons don't even know when she followed Wen Ya , although the host of Chaohua can see that this ID has been signed in for less than a month, as long as he has not just followed it for a day or two, he can't prove anything.

Not only did he think so, but others also had similar doubts.

Sharon was looking at the receipt of the case, "The seal is too shallow, what branch behind it, I can't see clearly——"

She handed the mobile phone to the friends on the side, who also zoomed in on the seal. The seal was indeed shallow, and it was hard to see which branch office issued it, but it could not prove that the receipt was fake.

Makino looked at the entire picture of the receipt of the case carefully, zoomed in on the mosaiced police signal, and asked, "Is there a way to see the police signal?"

The female classmate shook her head and said: "Mosaic is information loss, and there is no way to restore it. I heard that the people in the information engineering next door have done this subject, but the algorithm is too difficult, so it can only be used in the military industry. Anyway, I have no such skills .”

Another girl bent her knuckles against her lower lip, thought about it seriously, and said, "There is no need to restore the numbers, in fact, as long as you can see how many numbers are here... I also think there is something wrong with this position, Because I just checked, Beijing’s police numbers are all six, but this place seems to have only five, but I’m not sure.”

Wen Ya:? !Can the receipt of the case be false?This could all be sent to detention.

The female classmate looked at the picture carefully again and said, "This is fine. Although the mosaic has erased the words, the gray scale in the grid can tell whether there is a number in this position. Fortunately, he has made a mosaic. If it is blacked out, it will be real." There is no other way. In fact, you can roughly see it now... But do you have to post it online? Do you have a computer?"

Hutu was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped, she quickly asked the housekeeper to take her there, and quietly asked Sharon, "Where are your friends coming from? Private detective?"

Wen Ya didn't expect that they would be able to easily find the loopholes with just a few words. He was worried about causing trouble, so he said, "If it's troublesome, forget it. I'll ask my agent to find someone to look at it."

Hearing this, the girl waved her hand generously, "No trouble, we're here to eat and play for nothing, so of course we have to be proactive if we can help. You guys just go on, don't worry about it, I'll take care of it!"

It's really not troublesome. It took Sharon's classmate less than an hour to find a normal case receipt with six police numbers on the Internet and compare it with the one posted by Qu Wenjie. There are two different versions, a professional explanation and a more easy-to-understand version.

Diao Xuemei said on the other end of the phone: "First find a big fan to post, and then let the marketing account spread—"

Sharon who was listening on the side smiled slightly, "No, wait a little longer, it's best to wait for Lou Chen to respond before releasing it, and if he releases it now, he can find someone to take the blame."

Ye Fei opened another bottle of wine and said: "According to my usual impression of this person, his skin is very tightly draped, and he is as cunning as a fox. Such a big loophole does not seem to be his own handwriting. It is probably his fault again. That broker made it."

Hu Tutu got a little drunk, and praised angrily: "Yes, yes, I also think he is very similar to the fox grandsons of the Tu Shan clan!"

The female classmate asked: "Tu Shan? The Tu Shan in the myth?"

Ye Fei stuffed a handful of black bags into Hu Tutu's mouth, and smoothed things over calmly, "He said Disciples Mountain... Twelve Apostles Mountain, the one in Cape Town."

The female classmate was confused and said, "Cape Town? Is it a South African fox?"

The topic went a little far, Makino rubbed the center of his brows, wrapped Wen Ya tightly in a blanket, turned up the air conditioner two degrees, and said: "Your Weibo will be posted as usual, let him think that the dust has settled, otherwise he will I will continue to wait and see, not daring to respond.”

Wen Ya had roughly written the copy, so he sent it to Diao Xuemei, saying, "That's my plan too."

His writing style is not bad, a letter to fans is written sincerely and concisely, without major changes, and he posted it before midnight.

The fact that Lou Chenli's sign was sprayed with paint has been trending on the Internet this afternoon. At ninety o'clock prime time, news broke out that the person who sprayed the paint is suspected to be a fan of Wen Ya. At this moment, Wen Ya's post is far from When the surfers go to bed, it is a stone that stirs up a thousand waves.

He didn't hide behind the fans and put himself out first, but stood up to take care of the matter at the first time. Although there was still a lot of scolding on the Internet, blaming him for not guiding the fans well before, but many people praised him for his responsibility.

Although the fans were extremely annoyed at the fact that a "fan" with a dubious identity brought Wen Ya into the limelight, they really wanted to open fire and break their heads to understand, but Wen Ya just started to persuade fans not to attack because of him. , Hurt anyone, I hope I can bring them happiness instead of hostility, so I have to hang my head and leave a message in his comment area saying that I will be good.

The average age of Chaohua's management team is not young, and they have rich experience. They have also spoken out and told fans not to convince passers-by with doubts that cannot be proved, because in the eyes of outsiders, they will only think that they are expelling fans. It can be said that it was relatively successful in controlling the situation, and did not cause the embarrassing situation where passers-by laughed and fans argued.

Except for them, no one noticed that the bullets had already flown out of the muzzle of the gun silently in the night, and everything was waiting for tomorrow.

Now that the matter is settled, everyone who wants to sleep sleeps, and those who don't want to sleep drink and play cards with the boy who has returned to China for half a month and is still living in the underworld.

Wen Ya's routine was normal, but he was really sleepy, so he took a shower and threw himself on the bed.

Makino lifted him up, carried him over to blow dry his hair, Wen Ya leaned against him, his eyes half-opened, he just came out of the hot spring, and his complexion looked rosy, reminding him for no reason that he made it from the undead tree. The night he was fed the elixir, he was also like this, and blood came out on his face.He stood in front of his bed in a hidden form and watched him all night, his heart was about to burst with joy.

He thought that Wen Zhuyu would survive, he would no longer be in pain, he would no longer vomit blood, he would no longer be cold, and he would no longer be dizzy day and night. He could sit on the edge of a cliff and play the piano, and carve The radish flower forms a big snowball, throwing it out to scare Guagua to pick it up.

But the medicine only maintained his spirit and strength for a few days, and the false blood color soon faded, so his heart sank day by day.

Wen Ya saw that he was not in the right mood, and guessed that the medicine must have been difficult. At that time, they were rarely alone, and they always had little to say. , He coughed up blood in front of him once, and he felt as guilty as if he had done something wrong.

At that time, he always hated why the immortal tree could only bear a hundred fruits every ten thousand years, and why there were only ten trees left on the tree when he left - if the immortal tree could bear thousands of fruits, there would be another thousand, 1 Lu Wu is enlightened, and he can also bring back all the fruits on the tree alive.

Even if that thing can only make him suffer less, it will be nothing if he loses his cultivation base and re-cultivates, even if his body and soul disappear.

At that time, how dare he imagined that one day he would doze off in his arms with blood on his face and warm body.

His hair was almost dry, Wen Ya opened his eyes, he seemed a little confused just waking up, but smiled and leaned over to touch his forehead, kissed the corner of his lips, and said, "Go to sleep."

Makino also had a smile on his lips, reached out to turn off the light, and hugged him tightly in his arms and lay down together.

A peaceful and sweet evening.

Wen Ya closed his eyes and lay quietly for a while, being roasted by the firepower on the young man's body. After a while, thin sweat began to ooze from his back. He thought of something, opened his eyes in the dark, and suffocated: "Are you Didn’t the air conditioner be adjusted to 26 degrees again?!”