Hospital.
At the same time, there were also some fans who cried loudly. The crying was earth-shattering and extremely miserable.
"Convinced."
But in an instant, the pain in his body made him grin and sweat.
If an idol says something against their will, it means they will fall out if they fall out, and they will never say how much they liked you before.
"Haha, I've made it, I've really made it."
Lin Fan did not refuse. Yueqiu Jushi and his group were nice people. They were a group of lively old men who loved Chinese paintings. He could naturally see that everyone loved his Chinese paintings even more.
Kim Hyun Min woke up.
Zhao Zhongyang was playing live broadcast, "Everyone, Master Lin's Weibo has been hacked. Please raise the bayonets in your hands and rush to the battlefield to protect Master Lin."
Especially Zheng Zhongshan, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, would show a small look from time to time, as if he wanted Lin Fan to make one for him.
But in an instant, the pain in his body made him grin and sweat.
In the corridor, the agent looked at the scene in front of him and closed his eyes in despair. He was completely finished.
If an idol says something against their will, it means they will fall out if they fall out, and they will never say how much they liked you before.
Qiu Dao cuts the fish and has nothing to say. This is his first miserable defeat. At the same time, he can clearly see the true fighting power of Korean star fans. This is something that domestic stars say they cannot match.
"Haha, I've made it, I've really made it."
"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?" Jin Xuanmin felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
…
So, sometimes I have to say it's sad.
Tian Shengun said, "Damn it, this guy's Weibo has been completely taken over by these idiot fans."
"Convinced."
Qiudao Zhanyu, as the general manager of Lin Fan's Internet navy, could not defeat Jin Xuanmin's brainless fans. This must be a humiliation for him. He tried his best, but was defeated directly by the offensive of many brainless fans. After the battle, there was no room for resistance.
"Haha, I've made it, I've really made it."
The manager sighed, "Xuanmin, it's over, it's over, we are in trouble."
"Brothers, let's go and suppress it."
Yunli Street.
The fans in the live broadcast room also became active.
"Go back quickly and find someone who understands Korean to translate what is said in the video. I feel like there must be some big secret in it."
"Fuck you MMP."
Jin Xuanmin looked at the manager's expression and his expression changed slightly, "What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"
…
Of course, there are fans who are loyal to death, but they are very few. They are just amplified by the media, making everyone think that this is the true face of crazy fans.
As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Mingyang's voice came.
…
Yunli Street.
"Your chin and nose were kicked and crooked, especially the bridge of the nose is broken, and the chin pad is cracked and needs to be repaired. In China, the repair technology in this area is not as good as in South Korea, so I suggest you go back to South Korea." The agent said , I feel helpless, this money tree is just gone.
"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?" Jin Xuanmin felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
"May Xuanmin's oppa recover and use this little man to protect Xuanmin from disasters."
Kim Hyun Min woke up.
Especially Zheng Zhongshan, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, would show a small look from time to time, as if he wanted Lin Fan to make one for him.
The fans in the live broadcast room also became active.
Some celebrities protect themselves very well and generally do not say anything that would make their fans angry.
Zhao Zhongyang was playing live broadcast, "Everyone, Master Lin's Weibo has been hacked. Please raise the bayonets in your hands and rush to the battlefield to protect Master Lin."
"Go back to South Korea?" Jin Xuanmin's pupils widened, and then he yelled: "How can I, I can't go back, I am very popular in China now, if I go back now, I will have nothing, I haven't made enough money, Huaxia It’s so easy to make money, how can I go back?”
"Go back to South Korea?" Jin Xuanmin's pupils widened, and then he yelled: "How can I, I can't go back, I am very popular in China now, if I go back now, I will have nothing, I haven't made enough money, Huaxia It’s so easy to make money, how can I go back?”
…
But it’s already scheduled for tonight.
The reporters who were filming and recording outside suddenly dispersed in a swarm.
Qiu Dao cuts the fish and has nothing to say. This is his first miserable defeat. At the same time, he can clearly see the true fighting power of Korean star fans. This is something that domestic stars say they cannot match.
"Go back to South Korea?" Jin Xuanmin's pupils widened, and then he yelled: "How can I, I can't go back, I am very popular in China now, if I go back now, I will have nothing, I haven't made enough money, Huaxia It’s so easy to make money, how can I go back?”
But in an instant, the pain in his body made him grin and sweat.
The manager shook his head, "What will you do if you don't return to China? Now take a photo and post it on Weibo to see what those fans will say. Stop thinking about it. Our investigation in China is very clear. As long as your fans know You are beyond recognition and you are not the Prince Charming in their eyes. Apart from comforting you some time ago, you will be in the arms of another star in the blink of an eye."
After hanging up the phone.
Lin Fan suddenly became happy, "I am the brother who said this. It must be your brother who took the initiative to call me. Tell me, what's the matter?"
Some celebrities protect themselves very well and generally do not say anything that would make their fans angry.
"Haha, I've made it, I've really made it."
Lin Fan's Weibo was really cleaned.
Some celebrities protect themselves very well and generally do not say anything that would make their fans angry.
"Impossible, haven't you seen how much those crazy fans in China love me? How could they abandon me?" Jin Xuanmin roared.
The Weibo post posted by Lin Fan yesterday was also framed by Jin Xuanmin's fans.
If an idol says something against their will, it means they will fall out if they fall out, and they will never say how much they liked you before.
Hospital.
Especially Zheng Zhongshan, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, would show a small look from time to time, as if he wanted Lin Fan to make one for him.
"Convinced."
At this time, Wang Mingyang's call came.
At the same time, there were also some fans who cried loudly. The crying was earth-shattering and extremely miserable.
But it’s already scheduled for tonight.
Suddenly, the agent turned his head sharply, "Who?"
The Weibo post posted by Lin Fan yesterday was also framed by Jin Xuanmin's fans.
"Haha, I've made it, I've really made it."
Taking a taxi, we headed towards the reserved hotel.
What she just said to Jin Xuanmin was recorded.
So, sometimes I have to say it's sad.
The reporters who were filming and recording outside suddenly dispersed in a swarm.
The fans in the live broadcast room also became active.
But it’s already scheduled for tonight.
At this moment, Zhao Zhongyang's fans and Lin Fan's fans on Weibo all took action. They were now going to fight with all their might to fight these idiotic fans for 300 rounds.
Of course, there are fans who are loyal to death, but they are very few. They are just amplified by the media, making everyone think that this is the true face of crazy fans.
"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?" Jin Xuanmin felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Mingyang's voice came.
The manager sighed, "Xuanmin, it's over, it's over, we are in trouble."
"Go back quickly and find someone who understands Korean to translate what is said in the video. I feel like there must be some big secret in it."
After hanging up the phone.
Of course, Lin Fan just thought that he was blind and didn't really want to draw. If the drawings he got were too easy, it would be boring.
It's not early.
Taking a taxi, we headed towards the reserved hotel.
Chinese people will be very crazy if they like someone, but when they learn the truth, they will never care who you are and will sneeze at you if they catch them.
The Weibo post posted by Lin Fan yesterday was also framed by Jin Xuanmin's fans.
The manager shook his head, "What will you do if you don't return to China? Now take a photo and post it on Weibo to see what those fans will say. Stop thinking about it. Our investigation in China is very clear. As long as your fans know You are beyond recognition and you are not the Prince Charming in their eyes. Apart from comforting you some time ago, you will be in the arms of another star in the blink of an eye."
…
"Haha, I've made it, I've really made it."
Suddenly, the agent turned his head sharply, "Who?"
Wu Youlan, "How can these people do this? Hey, but there's nothing we can do."
"Go, what are you talking about? How can an honest person like me have these projects? Okay, hang up. I'm going to call you. You didn't come on your own. Don't say in the end that I didn't take you to play." Wang Mingyang said.
"Tonight, Yun Gang is taking me out to meet people. Do you want to come and support me so that I can prevent myself from being bullied?" Wang Mingyang said with a smile.
Weibo.
Wu Youlan, "How can these people do this? Hey, but there's nothing we can do."
"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?" Jin Xuanmin felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
"I'll go, Kim Hyun Min is in such a miserable state right now. If his fans see this, they won't be scared to death."
Yesterday, I didn’t have dinner with Master Yueqiu and the others. Although the painting exhibition was smashed, the paintings came back. This made Master Yueqiu feel like I was on a roller coaster. The ups and downs were so great that it was a bit unbearable.
Qiu Dao cuts the fish and has nothing to say. This is his first miserable defeat. At the same time, he can clearly see the true fighting power of Korean star fans. This is something that domestic stars say they cannot match.
As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Mingyang's voice came.
Yunli Street.
At this moment, Zhao Zhongyang's fans and Lin Fan's fans on Weibo all took action. They were now going to fight with all their might to fight these idiotic fans for 300 rounds.
But facing these reporters who have experienced many battles, she has no ability to pursue them.
…
But in an instant, the pain in his body made him grin and sweat.
"Your chin and nose were kicked and crooked, especially the bridge of the nose is broken, and the chin pad is cracked and needs to be repaired. In China, the repair technology in this area is not as good as in South Korea, so I suggest you go back to South Korea." The agent said , I feel helpless, this money tree is just gone.
Chinese people will be very crazy if they like someone, but when they learn the truth, they will never care who you are and will sneeze at you if they catch them.
Lin Fan suddenly became happy, "I am the brother who said this. It must be your brother who took the initiative to call me. Tell me, what's the matter?"
The reporters who were filming and recording outside suddenly dispersed in a swarm.
Suddenly, the agent turned his head sharply, "Who?"
Suddenly, the agent turned his head sharply, "Who?"
Zhao Zhongyang was playing live broadcast, "Everyone, Master Lin's Weibo has been hacked. Please raise the bayonets in your hands and rush to the battlefield to protect Master Lin."
When the agent heard this, he was dumbfounded. Then he quickly got up and chased out, "Stop, stop, and delete the negatives."
But it’s already scheduled for tonight.
"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?" Jin Xuanmin felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
Lin Fan suddenly became happy, "I am the brother who said this. It must be your brother who took the initiative to call me. Tell me, what's the matter?"
Qiudao Zhanyu had been observing the fighting situation at the scene. When he saw that the two parties were fighting equally, he was stunned. He didn't expect that his unscrupulous boss was so powerful in fighting, and there were people who came out to help fight. What a hell.
But facing these reporters who have experienced many battles, she has no ability to pursue them.
Of course, there are fans who are loyal to death, but they are very few. They are just amplified by the media, making everyone think that this is the true face of crazy fans.
Chinese people will be very crazy if they like someone, but when they learn the truth, they will never care who you are and will sneeze at you if they catch them.
Lin Fan said impatiently: "Hang up, hang up, let's go play."
outside world.
But in an instant, the pain in his body made him grin and sweat.
Kim Hyun Min's fans couldn't bear the fact that their idol was being hurt in such a way, so they started to complain as hard as they wanted.
The fans in the live broadcast room also became active.
Jin Xuanmin looked at the manager's expression and his expression changed slightly, "What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"
In the corridor, the agent looked at the scene in front of him and closed his eyes in despair. He was completely finished.
outside world.
Wu Youlan, "How can these people do this? Hey, but there's nothing we can do."
"Your chin and nose were kicked and crooked, especially the bridge of the nose is broken, and the chin pad is cracked and needs to be repaired. In China, the repair technology in this area is not as good as in South Korea, so I suggest you go back to South Korea." The agent said , I feel helpless, this money tree is just gone.
Zhao Zhongyang was playing live broadcast, "Everyone, Master Lin's Weibo has been hacked. Please raise the bayonets in your hands and rush to the battlefield to protect Master Lin."
What she just said to Jin Xuanmin was recorded.
If an idol says something against their will, it means they will fall out if they fall out, and they will never say how much they liked you before.
"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?" Jin Xuanmin felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
Lin Fan said impatiently: "Hang up, hang up, let's go play."
"Brothers, let's go and suppress it."
outside world.
Suddenly, the agent turned his head sharply, "Who?"
Kim Hyun Min woke up.
Weibo.
Chinese people will be very crazy if they like someone, but when they learn the truth, they will never care who you are and will sneeze at you if they catch them.
Of course, there are fans who are loyal to death, but they are very few. They are just amplified by the media, making everyone think that this is the true face of crazy fans.
Yunli Street.
The reporters who were filming and recording outside suddenly dispersed in a swarm.
"It's incredible. If I didn't take the initiative to call you, you would have forgotten about me." Wang Mingyang was very resentful.
"May Xuanmin's oppa recover and use this little man to protect Xuanmin from disasters."
So, sometimes I have to say it's sad.
"For Master Lin, we have to fight."
Chinese people will be very crazy if they like someone, but when they learn the truth, they will never care who you are and will sneeze at you if they catch them.
The Weibo post posted by Lin Fan yesterday was also framed by Jin Xuanmin's fans.
Therefore, in order to let Lay Yueqiu relax, this meal was postponed for a while.
If an idol says something against their will, it means they will fall out if they fall out, and they will never say how much they liked you before.
In the corridor, the agent looked at the scene in front of him and closed his eyes in despair. He was completely finished.
Qiu Dao cuts the fish and has nothing to say. This is his first miserable defeat. At the same time, he can clearly see the true fighting power of Korean star fans. This is something that domestic stars say they cannot match.
But facing these reporters who have experienced many battles, she has no ability to pursue them.
Hospital.
"Go back to South Korea?" Jin Xuanmin's pupils widened, and then he yelled: "How can I, I can't go back, I am very popular in China now, if I go back now, I will have nothing, I haven't made enough money, Huaxia It’s so easy to make money, how can I go back?”
"Tonight, Yun Gang is taking me out to meet people. Do you want to come and support me so that I can prevent myself from being bullied?" Wang Mingyang said with a smile.
Of course, there are fans who are loyal to death, but they are very few. They are just amplified by the media, making everyone think that this is the true face of crazy fans.
"Fuck you MMP."
Weibo.
Kim Hyun Min woke up.
Some celebrities protect themselves very well and generally do not say anything that would make their fans angry.
What she just said to Jin Xuanmin was recorded.
"Fuck you MMP."
Of course, Lin Fan just thought that he was blind and didn't really want to draw. If the drawings he got were too easy, it would be boring.
Yesterday, I didn’t have dinner with Master Yueqiu and the others. Although the painting exhibition was smashed, the paintings came back. This made Master Yueqiu feel like I was on a roller coaster. The ups and downs were so great that it was a bit unbearable.
All posts on Weibo are filled with curses.
"Brothers, let's go and suppress it."
outside world.
The reporters who were filming and recording outside suddenly dispersed in a swarm.
"You can't mess with my idol."
"Brothers, let's go and suppress it."
Weibo.
At this time, Wang Mingyang's call came.
"Haha, I've made it, I've really made it."
The manager shook his head, "What will you do if you don't return to China? Now take a photo and post it on Weibo to see what those fans will say. Stop thinking about it. Our investigation in China is very clear. As long as your fans know You are beyond recognition and you are not the Prince Charming in their eyes. Apart from comforting you some time ago, you will be in the arms of another star in the blink of an eye."
Especially Zheng Zhongshan, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, would show a small look from time to time, as if he wanted Lin Fan to make one for him.
Lin Fan's Weibo was really cleaned.
"Tonight, Yun Gang is taking me out to meet people. Do you want to come and support me so that I can prevent myself from being bullied?" Wang Mingyang said with a smile.
Lin Fan said impatiently: "Hang up, hang up, let's go play."
"It's incredible. If I didn't take the initiative to call you, you would have forgotten about me." Wang Mingyang was very resentful.
Qiudao Zhanyu, as the general manager of Lin Fan's Internet navy, could not defeat Jin Xuanmin's brainless fans. This must be a humiliation for him. He tried his best, but was defeated directly by the offensive of many brainless fans. After the battle, there was no room for resistance.
Lin Fan didn't care at all about things on the Internet and just let them mess around.
"MMP actually cheated our Master Lin. We must fight to the death with these idiot fans."
"MMP actually cheated our Master Lin. We must fight to the death with these idiot fans."
"Convinced."
Of course, there are fans who are loyal to death, but they are very few. They are just amplified by the media, making everyone think that this is the true face of crazy fans.
"Go back quickly and find someone who understands Korean to translate what is said in the video. I feel like there must be some big secret in it."
Qiudao Zhanyu, as the general manager of Lin Fan's Internet navy, could not defeat Jin Xuanmin's brainless fans. This must be a humiliation for him. He tried his best, but was defeated directly by the offensive of many brainless fans. After the battle, there was no room for resistance.
Some celebrities protect themselves very well and generally do not say anything that would make their fans angry.
"Fuck you MMP."
Qiu Dao cuts the fish and has nothing to say. This is his first miserable defeat. At the same time, he can clearly see the true fighting power of Korean star fans. This is something that domestic stars say they cannot match.
Weibo.
"Go back to South Korea?" Jin Xuanmin's pupils widened, and then he yelled: "How can I, I can't go back, I am very popular in China now, if I go back now, I will have nothing, I haven't made enough money, Huaxia It’s so easy to make money, how can I go back?”
Jin Xuanmin looked at the manager's expression and his expression changed slightly, "What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"
The manager sighed, "Xuanmin, it's over, it's over, we are in trouble."
If an idol says something against their will, it means they will fall out if they fall out, and they will never say how much they liked you before.
The manager shook his head, "What will you do if you don't return to China? Now take a photo and post it on Weibo to see what those fans will say. Stop thinking about it. Our investigation in China is very clear. As long as your fans know You are beyond recognition and you are not the Prince Charming in their eyes. Apart from comforting you some time ago, you will be in the arms of another star in the blink of an eye."
outside world.
All posts on Weibo are filled with curses.
"Fuck you MMP."
At this moment, Zhao Zhongyang's fans and Lin Fan's fans on Weibo all took action. They were now going to fight with all their might to fight these idiotic fans for 300 rounds.
Wu Youlan, "How can these people do this? Hey, but there's nothing we can do."
"Brothers, let's go and suppress it."
Kim Hyun Min's fans couldn't bear the fact that their idol was being hurt in such a way, so they started to complain as hard as they wanted.
"You can't mess with my idol."
"Bullshit Master Lin."
Lin Fan's Weibo was really cleaned.
At the same time, there were also some fans who cried loudly. The crying was earth-shattering and extremely miserable.
"Brothers, let's go and suppress it."
In the corridor, the agent looked at the scene in front of him and closed his eyes in despair. He was completely finished.
At this moment, Zhao Zhongyang's fans and Lin Fan's fans on Weibo all took action. They were now going to fight with all their might to fight these idiotic fans for 300 rounds.
Kim Hyun Min woke up.
The Weibo post posted by Lin Fan yesterday was also framed by Jin Xuanmin's fans.
Weibo.
All posts on Weibo are filled with curses.
Of course, Lin Fan just thought that he was blind and didn't really want to draw. If the drawings he got were too easy, it would be boring.
"Fuck you MMP."
It's not early.
"I'll go, Kim Hyun Min is in such a miserable state right now. If his fans see this, they won't be scared to death."
"You can't mess with my idol."
Wu Youlan, "How can these people do this? Hey, but there's nothing we can do."
Yesterday, I didn’t have dinner with Master Yueqiu and the others. Although the painting exhibition was smashed, the paintings came back. This made Master Yueqiu feel like I was on a roller coaster. The ups and downs were so great that it was a bit unbearable.
At this moment, Zhao Zhongyang's fans and Lin Fan's fans on Weibo all took action. They were now going to fight with all their might to fight these idiotic fans for 300 rounds.
Some celebrities protect themselves very well and generally do not say anything that would make their fans angry.
"For Master Lin, we have to fight."
Of course, Lin Fan just thought that he was blind and didn't really want to draw. If the drawings he got were too easy, it would be boring.
"May Xuanmin's oppa recover and use this little man to protect Xuanmin from disasters."
The Weibo post posted by Lin Fan yesterday was also framed by Jin Xuanmin's fans.
At this time, Wang Mingyang's call came.
Tian Shengun said, "Damn it, this guy's Weibo has been completely taken over by these idiot fans."
But facing these reporters who have experienced many battles, she has no ability to pursue them.
Kim Hyun Min's fans couldn't bear the fact that their idol was being hurt in such a way, so they started to complain as hard as they wanted.
"Bullshit Master Lin."
"For Master Lin, we have to fight."
Especially Zheng Zhongshan, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, would show a small look from time to time, as if he wanted Lin Fan to make one for him.
In the corridor, the agent looked at the scene in front of him and closed his eyes in despair. He was completely finished.
When the agent heard this, he was dumbfounded. Then he quickly got up and chased out, "Stop, stop, and delete the negatives."
Lin Fan suddenly became happy, "I am the brother who said this. It must be your brother who took the initiative to call me. Tell me, what's the matter?"
Hospital.
Yunli Street.
Kim Hyun Min woke up.
Weibo.
Tian Shengun said, "Damn it, this guy's Weibo has been completely taken over by these idiot fans."
The fans in the live broadcast room also became active.
"Bullshit Master Lin."
But facing these reporters who have experienced many battles, she has no ability to pursue them.
In the corridor, the agent looked at the scene in front of him and closed his eyes in despair. He was completely finished.
Wu Youlan, "How can these people do this? Hey, but there's nothing we can do."
Of course, there are fans who are loyal to death, but they are very few. They are just amplified by the media, making everyone think that this is the true face of crazy fans.
The reporters who were filming and recording outside suddenly dispersed in a swarm.
The reporters who were filming and recording outside suddenly dispersed in a swarm.
"It's incredible. If I didn't take the initiative to call you, you would have forgotten about me." Wang Mingyang was very resentful.
"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?" Jin Xuanmin felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
Especially Zheng Zhongshan, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, would show a small look from time to time, as if he wanted Lin Fan to make one for him.
"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?" Jin Xuanmin felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
The Weibo post posted by Lin Fan yesterday was also framed by Jin Xuanmin's fans.
Zhao Zhongyang was playing live broadcast, "Everyone, Master Lin's Weibo has been hacked. Please raise the bayonets in your hands and rush to the battlefield to protect Master Lin."
"You can't mess with my idol."
Therefore, in order to let Lay Yueqiu relax, this meal was postponed for a while.
"May Xuanmin's oppa recover and use this little man to protect Xuanmin from disasters."
Lin Fan's Weibo was really cleaned.
Yesterday, I didn’t have dinner with Master Yueqiu and the others. Although the painting exhibition was smashed, the paintings came back. This made Master Yueqiu feel like I was on a roller coaster. The ups and downs were so great that it was a bit unbearable.
"It's incredible. If I didn't take the initiative to call you, you would have forgotten about me." Wang Mingyang was very resentful.
"MMP actually cheated our Master Lin. We must fight to the death with these idiot fans."
The fans in the live broadcast room also became active.
Yesterday, I didn’t have dinner with Master Yueqiu and the others. Although the painting exhibition was smashed, the paintings came back. This made Master Yueqiu feel like I was on a roller coaster. The ups and downs were so great that it was a bit unbearable.
The fans in the live broadcast room also became active.
"Your chin and nose were kicked and crooked, especially the bridge of the nose is broken, and the chin pad is cracked and needs to be repaired. In China, the repair technology in this area is not as good as in South Korea, so I suggest you go back to South Korea." The agent said , I feel helpless, this money tree is just gone.
"MMP actually cheated our Master Lin. We must fight to the death with these idiot fans."
Tian Shengun said, "Damn it, this guy's Weibo has been completely taken over by these idiot fans."
At the same time, there were also some fans who cried loudly. The crying was earth-shattering and extremely miserable.
"MMP actually cheated our Master Lin. We must fight to the death with these idiot fans."
Qiudao Zhanyu had been observing the fighting situation at the scene. When he saw that the two parties were fighting equally, he was stunned. He didn't expect that his unscrupulous boss was so powerful in fighting, and there were people who came out to help fight. What a hell.
Yunli Street.
"Go, what are you talking about? How can an honest person like me have these projects? Okay, hang up. I'm going to call you. You didn't come on your own. Don't say in the end that I didn't take you to play." Wang Mingyang said.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Not tonight, I've already made an appointment with someone else. You and Mr. Wu can just play by themselves, but you have to pay attention to safety. You rich people are the best at playing, but don't do that. Damn it, I can’t cure it.”
Qiu Dao cuts the fish and has nothing to say. This is his first miserable defeat. At the same time, he can clearly see the true fighting power of Korean star fans. This is something that domestic stars say they cannot match.
"Your chin and nose were kicked and crooked, especially the bridge of the nose is broken, and the chin pad is cracked and needs to be repaired. In China, the repair technology in this area is not as good as in South Korea, so I suggest you go back to South Korea." The agent said , I feel helpless, this money tree is just gone.
"Brothers, let's go and suppress it."
The Weibo post posted by Lin Fan yesterday was also framed by Jin Xuanmin's fans.
"Go, what are you talking about? How can an honest person like me have these projects? Okay, hang up. I'm going to call you. You didn't come on your own. Don't say in the end that I didn't take you to play." Wang Mingyang said.
Tian Shengun said, "Damn it, this guy's Weibo has been completely taken over by these idiot fans."
It's not early.
"It's incredible. If I didn't take the initiative to call you, you would have forgotten about me." Wang Mingyang was very resentful.
Lin Fan said impatiently: "Hang up, hang up, let's go play."
Kim Hyun Min woke up.
"For Master Lin, we have to fight."
The Weibo post posted by Lin Fan yesterday was also framed by Jin Xuanmin's fans.
Yesterday, I didn’t have dinner with Master Yueqiu and the others. Although the painting exhibition was smashed, the paintings came back. This made Master Yueqiu feel like I was on a roller coaster. The ups and downs were so great that it was a bit unbearable.
Weibo.
If an idol says something against their will, it means they will fall out if they fall out, and they will never say how much they liked you before.
"Impossible, haven't you seen how much those crazy fans in China love me? How could they abandon me?" Jin Xuanmin roared.
What she just said to Jin Xuanmin was recorded.
Lin Fan said impatiently: "Hang up, hang up, let's go play."
"Go back to South Korea?" Jin Xuanmin's pupils widened, and then he yelled: "How can I, I can't go back, I am very popular in China now, if I go back now, I will have nothing, I haven't made enough money, Huaxia It’s so easy to make money, how can I go back?”
At this moment, Zhao Zhongyang's fans and Lin Fan's fans on Weibo all took action. They were now going to fight with all their might to fight these idiotic fans for 300 rounds.
outside world.
Taking a taxi, we headed towards the reserved hotel.
Lin Fan's Weibo was really cleaned.
Suddenly, the agent turned his head sharply, "Who?"
After hanging up the phone.
In the corridor, the agent looked at the scene in front of him and closed his eyes in despair. He was completely finished.
Qiudao Zhanyu had been observing the fighting situation at the scene. When he saw that the two parties were fighting equally, he was stunned. He didn't expect that his unscrupulous boss was so powerful in fighting, and there were people who came out to help fight. What a hell.
The reporters who were filming and recording outside suddenly dispersed in a swarm.
"Go back to South Korea?" Jin Xuanmin's pupils widened, and then he yelled: "How can I, I can't go back, I am very popular in China now, if I go back now, I will have nothing, I haven't made enough money, Huaxia It’s so easy to make money, how can I go back?”
"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?" Jin Xuanmin felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
"Go back to South Korea?" Jin Xuanmin's pupils widened, and then he yelled: "How can I, I can't go back, I am very popular in China now, if I go back now, I will have nothing, I haven't made enough money, Huaxia It’s so easy to make money, how can I go back?”
outside world.
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Lin Fan didn't care at all about things on the Internet and just let them mess around.
Chinese people will be very crazy if they like someone, but when they learn the truth, they will never care who you are and will sneeze at you if they catch them.
outside world.
At this moment, Zhao Zhongyang's fans and Lin Fan's fans on Weibo all took action. They were now going to fight with all their might to fight these idiotic fans for 300 rounds.
But in an instant, the pain in his body made him grin and sweat.
"I'll go, Kim Hyun Min is in such a miserable state right now. If his fans see this, they won't be scared to death."
Yesterday, I didn’t have dinner with Master Yueqiu and the others. Although the painting exhibition was smashed, the paintings came back. This made Master Yueqiu feel like I was on a roller coaster. The ups and downs were so great that it was a bit unbearable.
Kim Hyun Min's fans couldn't bear the fact that their idol was being hurt in such a way, so they started to complain as hard as they wanted.
"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?" Jin Xuanmin felt a little uncomfortable on his face.
Lin Fan's Weibo was really cleaned.
Wu Youlan, "How can these people do this? Hey, but there's nothing we can do."
"Your chin and nose were kicked and crooked, especially the bridge of the nose is broken, and the chin pad is cracked and needs to be repaired. In China, the repair technology in this area is not as good as in South Korea, so I suggest you go back to South Korea." The agent said , I feel helpless, this money tree is just gone.
As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Mingyang's voice came.
Tian Shengun said, "Damn it, this guy's Weibo has been completely taken over by these idiot fans."
Therefore, in order to let Lay Yueqiu relax, this meal was postponed for a while.
Kim Hyun Min woke up.
Wu Youlan, "How can these people do this? Hey, but there's nothing we can do."
But it’s already scheduled for tonight.
"MMP actually cheated our Master Lin. We must fight to the death with these idiot fans."
Lin Fan's Weibo was really cleaned.
outside world.
The fans in the live broadcast room also became active.
Tian Shengun said, "Damn it, this guy's Weibo has been completely taken over by these idiot fans."
The manager shook his head, "What will you do if you don't return to China? Now take a photo and post it on Weibo to see what those fans will say. Stop thinking about it. Our investigation in China is very clear. As long as your fans know You are beyond recognition and you are not the Prince Charming in their eyes. Apart from comforting you some time ago, you will be in the arms of another star in the blink of an eye."
"Convinced."
Lin Fan did not refuse. Yueqiu Jushi and his group were nice people. They were a group of lively old men who loved Chinese paintings. He could naturally see that everyone loved his Chinese paintings even more.
The reporters who were filming and recording outside suddenly dispersed in a swarm.
What she just said to Jin Xuanmin was recorded.
Yesterday, I didn’t have dinner with Master Yueqiu and the others. Although the painting exhibition was smashed, the paintings came back. This made Master Yueqiu feel like I was on a roller coaster. The ups and downs were so great that it was a bit unbearable.
Especially Zheng Zhongshan, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, would show a small look from time to time, as if he wanted Lin Fan to make one for him.
Qiu Dao cuts the fish and has nothing to say. This is his first miserable defeat. At the same time, he can clearly see the true fighting power of Korean star fans. This is something that domestic stars say they cannot match.
Of course, Lin Fan just thought that he was blind and didn't really want to draw. If the drawings he got were too easy, it would be boring.
"Tonight, Yun Gang is taking me out to meet people. Do you want to come and support me so that I can prevent myself from being bullied?" Wang Mingyang said with a smile.
"MMP actually cheated our Master Lin. We must fight to the death with these idiot fans."
"Bullshit Master Lin."
"I'll go, Kim Hyun Min is in such a miserable state right now. If his fans see this, they won't be scared to death."
Of course, Lin Fan just thought that he was blind and didn't really want to draw. If the drawings he got were too easy, it would be boring.
Qiudao Zhanyu, as the general manager of Lin Fan's Internet navy, could not defeat Jin Xuanmin's brainless fans. This must be a humiliation for him. He tried his best, but was defeated directly by the offensive of many brainless fans. After the battle, there was no room for resistance.
"Bullshit Master Lin."
Kim Hyun Min's fans couldn't bear the fact that their idol was being hurt in such a way, so they started to complain as hard as they wanted.
As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Mingyang's voice came.
At this time, Wang Mingyang's call came.
"Bullshit Master Lin."
The manager shook his head, "What will you do if you don't return to China? Now take a photo and post it on Weibo to see what those fans will say. Stop thinking about it. Our investigation in China is very clear. As long as your fans know You are beyond recognition and you are not the Prince Charming in their eyes. Apart from comforting you some time ago, you will be in the arms of another star in the blink of an eye."
The manager shook his head, "What will you do if you don't return to China? Now take a photo and post it on Weibo to see what those fans will say. Stop thinking about it. Our investigation in China is very clear. As long as your fans know You are beyond recognition and you are not the Prince Charming in their eyes. Apart from comforting you some time ago, you will be in the arms of another star in the blink of an eye."
The Weibo post posted by Lin Fan yesterday was also framed by Jin Xuanmin's fans.
"Your chin and nose were kicked and crooked, especially the bridge of the nose is broken, and the chin pad is cracked and needs to be repaired. In China, the repair technology in this area is not as good as in South Korea, so I suggest you go back to South Korea." The agent said , I feel helpless, this money tree is just gone.
As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Mingyang's voice came.
Tian Shengun said, "Damn it, this guy's Weibo has been completely taken over by these idiot fans."
So, sometimes I have to say it's sad.
"It's incredible. If I didn't take the initiative to call you, you would have forgotten about me." Wang Mingyang was very resentful.
As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Mingyang's voice came.
"Go back quickly and find someone who understands Korean to translate what is said in the video. I feel like there must be some big secret in it."
In the corridor, the agent looked at the scene in front of him and closed his eyes in despair. He was completely finished.
"For Master Lin, we have to fight."
Lin Fan suddenly became happy, "I am the brother who said this. It must be your brother who took the initiative to call me. Tell me, what's the matter?"
Of course, Lin Fan just thought that he was blind and didn't really want to draw. If the drawings he got were too easy, it would be boring.
"Your chin and nose were kicked and crooked, especially the bridge of the nose is broken, and the chin pad is cracked and needs to be repaired. In China, the repair technology in this area is not as good as in South Korea, so I suggest you go back to South Korea." The agent said , I feel helpless, this money tree is just gone.
So, sometimes I have to say it's sad.
"Tonight, Yun Gang is taking me out to meet people. Do you want to come and support me so that I can prevent myself from being bullied?" Wang Mingyang said with a smile.
Lin Fan's Weibo was really cleaned.
The reporters who were filming and recording outside suddenly dispersed in a swarm.
When the agent heard this, he was dumbfounded. Then he quickly got up and chased out, "Stop, stop, and delete the negatives."
If an idol says something against their will, it means they will fall out if they fall out, and they will never say how much they liked you before.
Yesterday, I didn’t have dinner with Master Yueqiu and the others. Although the painting exhibition was smashed, the paintings came back. This made Master Yueqiu feel like I was on a roller coaster. The ups and downs were so great that it was a bit unbearable.
But facing these reporters who have experienced many battles, she has no ability to pursue them.
All posts on Weibo are filled with curses.
Qiudao Zhanyu had been observing the fighting situation at the scene. When he saw that the two parties were fighting equally, he was stunned. He didn't expect that his unscrupulous boss was so powerful in fighting, and there were people who came out to help fight. What a hell.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Not tonight, I've already made an appointment with someone else. You and Mr. Wu can just play by themselves, but you have to pay attention to safety. You rich people are the best at playing, but don't do that. Damn it, I can’t cure it.”
But in an instant, the pain in his body made him grin and sweat.
The fans in the live broadcast room also became active.
Qiudao Zhanyu, as the general manager of Lin Fan's Internet navy, could not defeat Jin Xuanmin's brainless fans. This must be a humiliation for him. He tried his best, but was defeated directly by the offensive of many brainless fans. After the battle, there was no room for resistance.
"Go, what are you talking about? How can an honest person like me have these projects? Okay, hang up. I'm going to call you. You didn't come on your own. Don't say in the end that I didn't take you to play." Wang Mingyang said.
If an idol says something against their will, it means they will fall out if they fall out, and they will never say how much they liked you before.
Yunli Street.
Some celebrities protect themselves very well and generally do not say anything that would make their fans angry.
"Go, what are you talking about? How can an honest person like me have these projects? Okay, hang up. I'm going to call you. You didn't come on your own. Don't say in the end that I didn't take you to play." Wang Mingyang said.
"May Xuanmin's oppa recover and use this little man to protect Xuanmin from disasters."
The manager shook his head, "What will you do if you don't return to China? Now take a photo and post it on Weibo to see what those fans will say. Stop thinking about it. Our investigation in China is very clear. As long as your fans know You are beyond recognition and you are not the Prince Charming in their eyes. Apart from comforting you some time ago, you will be in the arms of another star in the blink of an eye."
"You can't mess with my idol."
Qiudao Zhanyu had been observing the fighting situation at the scene. When he saw that the two parties were fighting equally, he was stunned. He didn't expect that his unscrupulous boss was so powerful in fighting, and there were people who came out to help fight. What a hell.
It's not early.
Taking a taxi, we headed towards the reserved hotel.
Lin Fan said impatiently: "Hang up, hang up, let's go play."
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Zhao Zhongyang was playing live broadcast, "Everyone, Master Lin's Weibo has been hacked. Please raise the bayonets in your hands and rush to the battlefield to protect Master Lin."
Especially Zheng Zhongshan, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, would show a small look from time to time, as if he wanted Lin Fan to make one for him.
After hanging up the phone.
All posts on Weibo are filled with curses.
So, sometimes I have to say it's sad.
Some celebrities protect themselves very well and generally do not say anything that would make their fans angry.
Especially Zheng Zhongshan, the president of the Chinese Painting Association, would show a small look from time to time, as if he wanted Lin Fan to make one for him.
Yesterday, I didn’t have dinner with Master Yueqiu and the others. Although the painting exhibition was smashed, the paintings came back. This made Master Yueqiu feel like I was on a roller coaster. The ups and downs were so great that it was a bit unbearable.
Of course, Lin Fan just thought that he was blind and didn't really want to draw. If the drawings he got were too easy, it would be boring.
Qiudao Zhanyu had been observing the fighting situation at the scene. When he saw that the two parties were fighting equally, he was stunned. He didn't expect that his unscrupulous boss was so powerful in fighting, and there were people who came out to help fight. What a hell.
It's not early.
It's not early.
At the same time, there were also some fans who cried loudly. The crying was earth-shattering and extremely miserable.
But it’s already scheduled for tonight.
Jin Xuanmin looked at the manager's expression and his expression changed slightly, "What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"
Qiudao Zhanyu, as the general manager of Lin Fan's Internet navy, could not defeat Jin Xuanmin's brainless fans. This must be a humiliation for him. He tried his best, but was defeated directly by the offensive of many brainless fans. After the battle, there was no room for resistance.
Taking a taxi, we headed towards the reserved hotel.
"May Xuanmin's oppa recover and use this little man to protect Xuanmin from disasters."
After hanging up the phone.
If an idol says something against their will, it means they will fall out if they fall out, and they will never say how much they liked you before.
The manager shook his head, "What will you do if you don't return to China? Now take a photo and post it on Weibo to see what those fans will say. Stop thinking about it. Our investigation in China is very clear. As long as your fans know You are beyond recognition and you are not the Prince Charming in their eyes. Apart from comforting you some time ago, you will be in the arms of another star in the blink of an eye."
Chinese people will be very crazy if they like someone, but when they learn the truth, they will never care who you are and will sneeze at you if they catch them.
Kim Hyun Min woke up.
Suddenly, the agent turned his head sharply, "Who?"
Of course, Lin Fan just thought that he was blind and didn't really want to draw. If the drawings he got were too easy, it would be boring.