After being dressed as cannon fodder, I just want a divorce

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Fu has his own official Weibo with very few fans, because there are very few people in the upper circles who do this. As far as registering on Weibo in the name of the company, it was done in recent years to cater to the trend of the times.

The personal information of Fu Hongjiang, the director of the Fu Corporation, was used. Fu Hengzhi took office as a new official, and his private information has not been exposed to big data yet.

There was a computer desk two meters away from the end of the bed. Zhou Zhou was facing away from him at this moment, sitting upright, typing passionately. Even so, Fu Hengzhi, who was doing this kind of thing for the first time, was still full of nervousness because of guilty conscience.

His eyes are erratic, and he has to look up his phone for a few seconds. There will always be an illusion that the other party suddenly turns around and appears in front of him.

Click on the avatar, and the latest Weibo post is what the other party said as an apology for quitting the circle.

Fu Hengzhi read it carefully, nodded with a serious expression, his sentences were impartial, without any excess, and his attitude was sincere, but he did not mean to belittle himself.

It can be said that it is a notification letter with a typical format and content.

Look at the attitude of Everbright netizens.

Fu Hengzhi clicked on the comment that had broken through four digits, and his brows gradually wrinkled.

This was the first time that Fu Hengzhi saw the other party's Weibo. Usually, the secretary would follow up and explain the situation to him in real time.

Seeing all kinds of unbearable language, sarcasm and sarcasm, it makes him feel uncomfortable if he is not a person who has experienced it, let alone the person involved?

Fu Hengzhi leaned against the head of the bed, raised his head and glanced at Zhou Zhou's back.

Zhou Zhou signed a contract with an old-fashioned literary website. He sent the manuscript at noon. He just received the news of the review and is currently processing the contract.

After dealing with the contract, Zhou Zhou turned his stiff and sore neck, making a crisp sound of bones rubbing against each other.

This is the end of today's business. He can relax properly, play games and listen to music, and spend the remaining half an hour before eleven o'clock.

Just open it, come on.

Zhou Zhou did not forget the male friendship he established during the day, so he contacted Ye Misheng from the e-sports club at his university through WeChat.

-Zhou Zhou: Are you asleep?

-Zhou Zhou: See you in the canyon?

The other party didn't reply to him, and he opened the game and also updated a multi-G installation package by himself. Zhou Zhou had nothing to do, and planned to browse on Weibo.

Have fun.

Zhou Zhou's mentality and ability to resist pressure have always been stable. He has been engaged in the Internet writer industry since he was in college.

The writing is still male, and most of it is watched by a bunch of old men. If you write well, they will praise you, say you are awesome, and if the writing does not meet their wishes, they will yell at you passionately.

I have long been used to it, and sometimes I can find inspiration from the comments.

Zhou Zhou logged in to the Weibo webpage, and seeing the traffic of over [-] views, over [-] likes, and four-digit comments, he couldn't help sighing.

"Ah~"

Black and red are also red, the original owner's high attention makes him envious.

As long as his novels can have this popularity, it is not a dream to have an annual salary of over ten million.

Zhou Zhou rested his chin on his hands, flipping through the comments boredly, and unexpectedly saw a popular comment with the most likes and a different style from other comments.

-Everyone has their own different fields, I hope you can shine in your own world.

"Huh."

This fan's comment is like a teacher's comment on the student's quality report at the end of the semester.

Zhou Zhou clicked on the comment under this hot comment, as expected.

People are scolded at the top, but they are still clamoring at the bottom.

--Go up and scold you.

--I feel relieved when I see a bunch of people scolding you.

--What's your fun?This is also black?What he said is very to the point, okay?

Someone who couldn't understand it helped to say something, but a new wave of baptism was ushered in.

Zhou Zhou browsed under this hot comment, and the fan who wrote the hot comment replied to almost every message, without being offensive or angry, and speaking truthfully.

But he kept being scolded and never stopped.

Too much scrutiny of electronic products made his temples feel sore and swollen. Fu Hengzhi stretched out his hand and pressed it, frowning slightly, and continued to reason with the troll.

From receiving single-digit replies in the first minute to dozens of replies in a minute, it was the first time that Fu Hengzhi said so much on the Internet, and it was all because of his encouraging comment.

After replying to five or six malicious comments, Fu Hengzhi would go to the private chat interface to block a few trolls who scolded him.

-Don't eat rabbits: Miss sister, don't pay attention to those trolls QWQ, there are so many of them, it's hard to hear people swearing.

-Do not eat rabbits: And the more you reply, the harder they scold. I have experience Liao QWQ.

A comment among them was extremely conspicuous. Fu Hengzhi knew this ID, and he was one of the few people in the comments who spoke for Zhou Zhou.

-HZ: Hmm.

Fu Hengzhi ignored the incorrect address and simply responded with the word um, which seemed perfunctory, but he did stop replying in the comment area.

Fu Hengzhi glanced at the time, finally went home, the quality of sleep has not been good recently, and it is difficult to fall asleep, he wants to rest early.

Just about to turn off the phone, a Weibo private chat box popped up above.

Still that fan.

-Do not eat rabbits: Miss QWQ, are you a new fan or a trumpet, a little strange to say.

Judging from the tone of the other party and the way they chatted, Fu Hengzhi knew it was a female fan without guessing.

I didn't want to reply at first, so I pretended I didn't see it, but the other party sent another message.

-Don’t Eat Tutu: Miss Sister, do you want to join our fan group?The group is full of fans of Zhou Zhou's husband QWQ.

Fu Hengzhi: "..."

Husband?

He didn't quite understand that Zhou Zhou had announced his withdrawal from the circle, so why did the fans still keep it.

-HZ: Yes.

Fu Hengzhi looked up and glanced at Zhou Zhou's back, bent over and slumped on the computer desk, and re-registered a WeChat without blushing and heartbeat, joining the other party's so-called fan group.

He felt that he was very abrupt in the group, like a wolf who strayed into the sheep group by mistake, watching the fans in the group chatting about topics he couldn't understand, and felt the existence of a generation gap for the first time.

Female fans like Zhou Zhou are generally young.

Fu Hengzhi stared at the back of Zhou Zhou's head, squinted his eyes slightly, trying to recall the places where Zhou Zhou could attract fans besides his good looks.

Think back to the other party's changing attitudes and ambiguous rhetoric in the past few days.

Fu Hengzhi: "Hehe."

"Alas—" Zhou Zhou let out a long sigh. After reading all the comments of this fan whose ID is HZ, he felt complicated, and suddenly heard a cold voice behind him.

"?" Zhou Zhou turned around, tilted his head to express his doubts, and stared into the deep eyes of the other party.

Before he could speak, Fu Hengzhi stopped looking at himself in the next second, but stared at the phone with a serious expression.

"Are you still working? You're so busy." Zhou Zhou greeted casually, then turned around and continued to worry.

It is said that fans pay the bill as idols, but they did not say what to do if fans are scolded as idols.

"Tsk." Zhou Zhou clicked his tongue, it seems that this is the only way to go.

Zhou Zhou often used this trick in his previous life when writing essays.

Basically, it can all be understood.

Fu Hengzhi set his fan group as do-not-disturb news, quit WeChat, and planned to take a last look at Weibo before going to sleep.

I watched the private chat first, the first one with a V profile picture is very conspicuous.

Fu Hengzhi raised his eyes, then lowered his head and entered the private chat.

-Zhou Zhou: I saw the comment, thank you for your encouragement.

-Zhou Zhou: I'm sorry, you were scolded because of me, I feel very sorry.

-Zhou Zhou: They can scold me, but they can't scold my fans.

-Zhou Zhou: The comments are too conspicuous in the first place, and more and more people will scold you.

-Zhou Zhou: So I deleted your comment QAQ.

Fu Hengzhi: "???"

What operation?

Fu Hengzhi quickly returned to the comments, but there was only a white page prompt.

【Comment has been deleted】

Fu Hengzhi stared at the six big characters silently, reading them over and over again, and the veins on his forehead twitched again and again.

"Zhou Zhou!"

Zhou Zhou was about to turn off the computer when he was shocked by the roar behind him. Seeing Fu Hengzhi blinking, he uttered a monosyllable in doubt, "Huh?"

The flood of rage was playing with his own rationality. Fu Hengzhi lost to his rationality, and finally failed to send out the question 'Why did you delete my comment? ' question.

Naihe had already yelled the first time, so he could only suppress his anger, and under Zhou Zhou's bewildered eyes, he yelled the second time in a slightly displeased tone.

"Why aren't you sleeping!"

"......what?"

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