After wearing the book, I became the top white lotus [entertainment circle]

Ruan Yizhou paused for a second, then calmly put down the water glass——

I took another box of yogurt from the small refrigerator beside me.

"I didn't eat enough tonight." He explained to the barrage while inserting a straw, "but eating at this time is too sinful, so I have yogurt, don't you mind?"

【Pfft, don't mind, don't mind】

[It's so natural to eat and broadcast, does the anchor drink yogurt and lick the milk cover? 2333 Pay attention to the image]

[I'm hungry, I'll go find something to eat too]

After 20 seconds, the harsh comment was brushed away by other comments and disappeared in the barrage assistant box.

Ruan Yizhou took a sip of yogurt, and casually looked away.

Back when the red carpet incident was buzzing with hot searches, he expected such comments to appear.

It might be uncomfortable to change to the original owner, but he won't.

In his previous life, Ruan Yizhou was known as a strong heart in the entire entertainment circle.

He became famous at a young age, his journey went smoothly, coupled with his wanton temperament, he accumulated a lot of black fans when he first debuted.

Some say that he has a strong backstage, some say that he got to the top by shady means, and most of them are all kinds of rumors about everything from acting skills to appearance to character. Either he won an award, or simply some sentence poked the heart of a black fan, and comments ten times more vicious than that barrage would immediately flood his comment area.

Someone once jokingly said that as long as you feel miserable, you can go to his comment area in reverse order, and you can find comfort immediately.

Therefore, such comments are not painful to him at all.

But he didn't care, and some people would not let it go.

After several comments with similar content kept drifting past, not only fans, but even passers-by couldn't ignore them, and started discussing them cryptically.

【what is it today? ? ?There are so many unqualified people]

[Oh, stop talking, just brush it over.If Zhouzhou sees it and doesn't say anything, he will definitely feel sad again]

[Fans, don’t be naive, how can you not see it just with the frequency of brushing, think about whether there is really a black material or someone messed it up, don’t the anchors hate it, such a bun]

[The kid really has a good temper... well, it was the same last time, he smiled and passed away, and his heart aches]

[Passerby grandparents are happy to watch, please help to report it TT is grateful]

[OKOK, no thanks for ordering]

Probably because there were a lot of people who couldn't stand it and helped to report. Soon, the bullet screen was much cleared.

The barrage that was previously discussed tacitly did not mention it again, and laughed and brushed away all the dirty things in front of it.

Just a moment later, they discovered that a group of accounts had come back soon.

Unclean words were intermittently mixed in the normal barrage, but this time, it was with a mocking tone.

[What are you reporting? Isn’t what you’re talking about true? A male N follows the main creator on the red carpet and wants to steal the show. What’s so great about having a backstage? 】

[Dare to touch porcelain to buy drafts and speculate on CP, don't deny it, Ruan Bailian, the popularity of today's live broadcast is also bought, fake prosperity is not a good thing]

[?Whoever buys it looks for whom, why don't you say that Lehe bought it and sold it badly, and you are the only one who will hold the blame? 】

[The anchors are pretending to be dead, the fans are still stubborn, laughing to death, does he dare to answer me when he sees me scolding him like this, he dares to answer me today, I will give him money, okay]

The barrage was so noisy that no one noticed that the boy in front of the camera had stopped chatting with each other at some point.

He held his chin, just glanced at the barrage, then lowered his eyes and continued to stir his yogurt with a spoon slowly. His plain face and black hair made him look very obedient, like a beautiful and harmless of high school students.

After drinking the last sip of yogurt, he carefully packed the box and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Just when the barrage stopped for a moment because of the clear and crisp sound of the yogurt box colliding with the trash can, he raised his eyes, moved the mouse a few times, and opened his mouth lazily, with a little carelessness in his soft voice.

"This friend with the ID 'Tutu is so cute'."

"I'm back to you."

"One rocket 100, one plane 666, may I ask, how much do you plan to fight?"

In Room 107 of Jinxi Hotel, Ling Jie frowned as she looked at the vibrating mobile phone beside the table.

The banquet is the moment of toasting.

The crystal chandelier reflected the bright light, and between pushing and changing cups, the faces of the well-dressed men and women were full of a slightly blurred drunkenness. In the air, the smell of pheromones rampant unscrupulously, adding a bit of ambiguity out of thin air.

Beside her, the chubby man with his suit open took a look at her, and opened his mouth slightly drunk:

"Broker Ling, the phone has rang so many times and you still haven't answered it. Isn't it bad to make people wait for a while?"

After the words were finished, the people at the table exchanged glances and laughed tacitly.

The smile on Ling Jie's face froze for a moment, and just as she was about to say something to change the topic, the little artist who was with her tugged at her sleeve.

"Sister Ling." He whispered, "You should return one."

He showed her his mobile phone: "Everyone from the company has sent me a message. It should be urgent."

Ling Jie was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at her mobile phone screen.

Sure enough, the missed call in the lower left corner has reached double digits.

"I'm going to answer the phone. Be smart here. Mr. Liu and Mr. Wang are both big sponsors. Don't be so blank like yesterday, do you hear me?"

She stood up, instructed the little artist in a low voice, looked at him and nodded obediently, and then walked out of the room in peace.

Walking to the corner of the quiet corridor, she called back.

"Hello?" She said impatiently, "I'm Ling Jie. Didn't you say that I'll take someone out for dinner tonight, and wait until I finish eating? What's the matter?"

"Ruan Yizhou..." She froze for a moment, "I know he's live broadcasting today."

"Trash, even a live broadcast can't handle it well." She rubbed the center of her brows, cursed in a low voice, and then said, "Is it a violation of the rules or should I say something that shouldn't be said?"

"The platform finds...is that a violation?"

"It's fine to let them seal the live broadcast room. Why are you looking for us?"

"What? Can't tell?"

She froze for a moment, frowned, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

On the other end of the phone, the unlucky little girl who was pushed out to call her blushed in embarrassment, and it took her a long time to hold back a word.

"You should go and have a look yourself." She whispered, "The platform said that there is no violation, and there is no problem, but they think it is not appropriate, so let us..."

"Well, it's best to take care of it."

Ling Jie didn't say anything more to her, just hung up the phone and clicked into the live broadcast room.

After a brief freeze, the screen of the live broadcast room jumped out.

In the picture, an obedient and innocent boy wearing a milky white sweater looks at the camera, looking at the time and peace, no matter whether it is the person or the background, there seems to be no problem.

She frowned, and just about to speak, the next second, the boy's soft voice sounded.

"I told you I'm going to line up, come one by one."

"Housekeeper, block those who swear, and block those who swear and don't pay."

"This friend from ID14318." He paused, and smiled lightly while holding his chin, "Didn't it mean that if you were given a chance, you would scold me so badly that I couldn't even say a word? It's already open."

"Hello are you there?"