my omega she ran away

They were all shot from a third-person perspective. The staff who followed them that day went there just to shoot Zhou Nina.

Since she promised omega, she is the only one in the camera, so she won't slip up. There are several videos that she occasionally took with the camera in places where Song Yun couldn't see.

There are many more photos in the back.

In the photo, Omega's brows and eyes are full of smiles. Behind her is a magnificent environment. The light yellow sun is scattered on the light-colored clothes, which is peaceful and beautiful.

Zhou Nina slid the mouse, and silently opened the photos in the document. Originally, these were planned to be placed in her own memory disk, sealed, and not shown to outsiders.

But as soon as this incident happened, Zhou Nina thought for a while, and picked out a few pictures from the inside to fix them, and planned to post them on Weibo along with the video later.

However, alpha also has selfishness.

A few good-looking ones were not released, but a few stunning ones were picked, but compared to the ones she left behind, they were so-so.

Nina Zhou acted quickly, sending the evidence video to the public relations team, and then spent nearly two hours editing the video in the file into a 20-minute trailer.

Adjust the color, match the subtitles, and have bgm.

After one set, I suddenly felt like I was in college and stayed up all night to catch up with the final video homework.

There was also a bloody storm on Weibo. First, when Song Yun's studio finally climbed to the top of the trending search, it released a complete announcement.

This announcement has been reviewed by Zhou Hanyan's public relations team.

The article described the whole process in detail, and objectively interpreted the video sent by Zhou Nina.In the end, he also sued the Blackwater Forum.

When the announcement was made, there was no video. When it came out, many people laughed and said that the team had hired a good storyteller, and the story was really wonderful.

But in addition to the studio's statement, many fans and passers-by who eat melons all the time also began to slowly occupy the comment area.

"Aside from other things, if this matter is true, then that man deserves to be beaten! Song Yun is also really good, an omega who dares to fight against a male alpha, can you just salute?"

"Emmm, although many people say that my sister is arrogant, she is proud of her grades. Maomao is shocked.jpg. If you have just debuted, everyone will know that you have won five trophies from the four major awards in the first two years of your debut, and you have debuted in five years With a lot of endorsements in hand, believe me, you will only be more arrogant than her."

"Let me first declare that I'm not cpf, but Song Yun is really only rude to Director Zhou (in a low voice), other people still have a sense of distance, only when they are with Director Zhou, they are like elementary school students. Stop, and this sister is super upright, she dared to speak out for the [-]th-line female star who was harassed by the assistant director when she was on the set, I don't believe she is such a person."

"Hahahaha I didn't expect to meet Zhou Songzhi's good sisters on Weibo in my lifetime, it's too difficult!"

"No way, no way, do some people really believe in a video that is only ten seconds long? There are many people who have overturned their cars after posting videos for so many years, so let's honestly see what the official says."

As soon as the announcement came out, the team and the public relations team played the video several times to confirm that there were no problems with the words in the video, and after using PR to increase the sound track of the video to reduce noise, the dialogue was also very clear. Only then did I feel relieved to send the video.

After a while, the video had tens of thousands of views.

Things began to gradually reverse.

The manager only felt that his back was covered in sweat, sighed and threw his mobile phone on the table, completely giving up struggling.

"It's too difficult to raise a money tree. Next time, let's tie Song Yun's trousers to his belt. If you don't look at it, something will happen. Do you really think I am Nezha, who can wipe her ass behind her like Li Jing?"

If it wasn't for Zhou Nina, the manager would be too worried to figure this out.

Negotiating with the Public Security Bureau was also done, and the other party didn't seem to expect that the person who caught the sneak shot would be a public figure, and this matter was distorted and posted on the Internet to slander Song Yun.

Soon the local Public Security Bureau edited an official document and posted it on Weibo.

With the three linkages, Weibo instantly exploded.

Countless people crowded up to eat this melon.

Many people just posted the out-of-context video to the gossip group with comments.

"Hahaha I laughed so hard that Song Yun finally overturned, U1S1, I watched her drama before, and in private, it didn't match the character of the protagonist of that drama at all. When the people on the set went to interview her, they only had two or three words to tell people. Before The young artistes in her group even complained about her indifference on Weibo, but I didn't expect...now they dare to beat up ordinary people directly."

A large paragraph has just been sent, and the difference between before and after is less than a second.

Weibo directly slapped her in the face, and a pop-up window popped up.

"Song Yun is arrogant and domineering and beats up ordinary people? Things have turned upside down, come and see!——"

"..."

The listeners are sad, the listeners cry.

The person who complained before reacted immediately, took a screenshot of the phone screen, and then quickly clicked on the pop-up window.

She wants to see what the reversal is.

After reading it, my face hurts, not only my face hurts, but I also want to go back and strangle myself who made a long speech.

After all, he was... young and frivolous.

The official documents of the police are very formal, but the city has a very friendly police account, which specializes in sharing various safety knowledge and anti-fraud knowledge on the Internet, and has won the hearts of a large number of surfing netizens on the Internet with humorous words. It has been published in newspapers and received large-scale praise, and many police stations have started to operate this medium of interesting knowledge sharing.

The police trumpet is very sloppy. First, they searched all kinds of netizens in the comment area.

[Yes, yes, I was also shocked, and so was my colleague who went to the police, and he hasn’t realized it until now. That one turned out to be Song Yun, and now a large group of alphas are howling in the office~]

[Ham, we really don't know, because she wasn't the one who called the police... and there are too many people with the same name orz we were wrong, woo woo woo, and let good people be wronged. 】

[The sneak shot has been transferred to another system for processing, you can go to the official website of the court to see the verdict~]

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The person who complained was silent, and silently posted the mobile phone screen he just took a screenshot on his Weibo.

"I won't talk about anything else, I'll show you a show, an annual slap in the face."

Because the topic was automatically brought up, many people came in from the topic to read it. There were a lot of people in the comment area who had just finished complaining before being slapped in the face by a certain wave.

Really embarrassment of the year.

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Song Yun was sitting in the courtyard with erratic eyes. She had already set her phone to the Do Not Disturb mode, and she couldn't receive anything.

It was almost four hours since the agent told her about it.

She just sat here, watching the courtyard turn from light to dark, until the houses on both sides of her were lit up, and the last dog lying on the ground at the entrance of the village turned back to the house, ready to eat.

Yan Jinxiu slapped a mosquito to death when he entered the room, and said abruptly, "Are you going to practice the Six Gods Art outside?"

Song Yun turned to look at her, eyes confused.

"It's like being sprayed with Liushen, not afraid of mosquitoes." Seeing Song Yun's indifferent expression, Yan Jinxiu sighed, "Forget it, just sit outside, it won't kill you, I'm going to take a shower and watch a drama .”

If you spend hundreds of dollars to buy tens of gigabytes of traffic, you will lose money if you don’t use it.

As soon as Yan Jinxiu left, the entire courtyard fell completely silent.

Only the occasional whistling wind and weak human voices could be heard through the door wall.

Song Yun's hands were slightly numb, her fingers moved lightly, and she pulled her clothes back a lot, looking calmly at the black shadows of the mountains in the distance.

One afternoon, she thought a lot.

At the age of 20, she wanted to get rich, want to get rich, and want to live a life of a superior person. She hated poverty and disease.

Poverty and disease took away the last person related to her by blood—grandma.

Song Yun's memory of her mother is very vague, and when she thinks of this person, she will feel fear in her heart, just like people in ancient times were born afraid of snakes hiding in the dark.

In Song Yun's hard-to-adjust thinking, talking about her mother is like a snake.

Song Yun has never seen her mother or father, and when she was young, she would hold the dilapidated doll her grandmother sewed out of old clothes and pillows, sitting on a wooden sofa with a damp smell, and ask her mother where her significant other was.

All I got was a slamming door, sometimes cursing, sometimes maniacal laughter.

Song Yun held the dilapidated doll, her eyes filled with tears.

She was frightened.

Grandma hugged the young Song Yun on her lap and comforted her softly, but she didn't mention her daughter's other half, as if she had never seen her before.

Song Yun is afraid of the crazy woman who often locks herself in the house, but yearns for her.

Everyone has the love of their elders. The tablemate often shows off to her that the little skirt on her body was made by her mother, and the hairpin was bought by her father. She is the treasure of the family.

Song Yun also wanted it, wanted her grandmother's relatives, liked her.

Later, the colorful glass windows of the narrow room were stained with blood, and the blood stains looked like plum blossoms in full bloom. The warm liquid dripped down Song Yun's fair cheeks onto the yellowed floor.

That woman ended her own life and almost took Song Yun away.

Song Yun hates this kind of life. She wants money, she wants someone to care for her, and she also wants to be the one huddled in the house and sheltered from the wind and rain.

But now Song Yun is very calm. She is not worried or anxious about the things that are buzzing on Weibo, as if everything has nothing to do with her.

I even think it's good to retreat like this.

"Really, it's hard to make a choice." Song Yun muttered, her 27-year-old body, the controller's memory was 20 years old, but she lost the desire to fight for money when she was 20 years old.

Song Yun began to count on her fingers what she could do after retiring from the circle.