"Wuli Zhilong is still lying in the hospital. Why can the attacker get away with it and even participate in the CCTV competition openly?"
"That's right, is there any justice in giving back? How can such a piece of trash that beats people be included in the star rating? I strongly demand that the rating system cancel Qin Hao's ranking and never include it!"
"If your husband from next door dares to hit me, I will go to CCTV to block the door and beat him to death!"
"Support one, and I'll go too, and I'll kill you!"
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For a time, this meager post published by the Chinese Artist Rating System was captured by Liu Zhilong's fanatical fans, causing a massive uproar against the Qin Dynasty.
In fact, many of Qin Hao's anti-fans were ready to take advantage of troubled waters at this time.
"Fuck, such garbage can enter the black iron artist, and he is about to be on an equal footing with me. Is there any justice?"
Sun Wenlin was also paying attention to Weibo at this time. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he asked his apprentice to register a small account for him and only followed Qin Hao.
"That is, such scumbags are not worthy of entering the star rating system. Otherwise, wouldn't it lower the quality of our favorite stars?"
This Weibo posted by Sun Wenlin on his trumpet triggered a wave of strong offensive from Qin Hao's black fans, instantly making this Weibo a hot topic.
As more and more people follow it, this Weibo post becomes more and more popular. However, just when the rumors of Qin Hao's defeat became more and more fierce, Qin Hao's fan support group suddenly posted a Weibo:
"Teacher Qin Hao was able to walk out of the police station smoothly because the police had solid evidence and determined that Liu Zhilong was deliberately instigating and even suspected of slandering the Chinese people. Teacher Qin Hao's teaching him a lesson was just out of national justice!"
This Weibo is also followed by a hyperlink.
When Sun Wenlin saw this Weibo, he immediately laughed and replied quickly: "It also involves national justice. Isn't this bragging a bit too big? If you dare to do it, why don't you dare to do it? For such a scum, I I always thought it should be eliminated!”
"You are not that stupid Sun Wenlin, are you? Such a brainless and black teacher Qin Hao? Please click on the link and listen, won't you understand everything?"
Sun Wenlin was drinking water at this time. When he saw this reply, all the tea in his mouth sprayed onto Dong Cheng who was standing opposite. Dong Cheng looked at his master sadly at this time, daring to be angry but not daring to speak, feeling like ten thousand grass and mud horses whizzing by in his heart.
"Ahem!" Sun Wenlin coughed awkwardly at this time and clicked on the hyperlink pretending to be calm.
When the unique accent of Koreans speaking Chinese sounded, Sun Wenlin's face suddenly turned red. After he patiently listened to the recording, he angrily threw the tea cup on the ground and cursed:
"Little stick, damn it, whoever dares to mess with you again will be expelled from the school immediately!"
After saying this, Sun Wenlin deleted the Weibo he had posted before and walked into the bedroom angrily. Unexpectedly, when passing by his daughter's bedroom, he happened to see her playing with a poster of Liu Zhilong. He rushed in and tore the poster to pieces in three steps.
Afterwards, there was a lot of excitement.
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Jingcheng Hospital, surgical intensive care unit.
Different from the silence of other wards, this ward is very special. Isn't it possible that a woman's coquettish smile can be heard, occasionally mixed with a coquettish sentence: "Oppa, where are you looking?"
Yes, this is the special care ward where Liu Zhilong is recuperating.
Liu Zhilong was half leaning on the patient's bed, watching with interest as the young nurse in cool clothes in front of him complained while bending her slender waist lower, completely exposing her round and plump body to Liu Zhilong's sight.
Suddenly, the head nurse's somewhat stern voice came from the loudspeaker in the corridor: "All nurses will return to the nurse station immediately to attend an emergency meeting!"
The little nurse stood up reluctantly and was about to leave when she found that her wrist had been grabbed by Liu Zhilong. A heavy blush suddenly appeared on her face and she said with a sweet smile: "What are you in a hurry for? I'll be back soon!" "
Being punched by the little nurse, Liu Zhilong became a little distraught and started laughing.
About ten minutes later, the little nurse returned to the ward with a bad look on her face. Liu Zhilong seemed to have guessed all this. He grabbed the little nurse's wrist and said, "Did that old woman talk about you again?"
"Snapped!"
The little nurse slapped Liu Zhilong on the face with her backhand, leaving a red palm mark on his fair cheek.
Liu Zhilong was stunned at this time, and he couldn't react for a while. After a while, he realized what had happened. He pushed hard with both hands and pushed the little nurse beside him to the ground.
Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and four or five good-looking young nurses rushed in at the same time. They pointed at Liu Zhilong and cursed: "You dare to bully our sisters. You are really seeking death. Sisters, fight me." !”
As he said that, several young nurses took advantage of the situation. Some picked up mops, some picked up stools, and one even shook off the empty quilt and covered Liu Zhilong's head.
After that, the scene in the ward instantly became extremely cruel. Cheng could be said to have mops and stools flying together, shouting in pain and cursing.
At the end of the battle, Liu Zhilong fell to the hospital with a bruised nose and swollen face.
Until he fell down, he still didn't understand why these women who had been eager to kneel down and lick him when they saw him suddenly seemed to be a different person, beating their "husbands" indiscriminately.
After a while, Liu Zhilong heard the door open again. He jumped up from his bed, arched his body like a reflex, and looked at the door warily.
When he saw that it was his manager who appeared at the door, he breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he was about to speak, he heard his agent say in a bad tone:
"Hurry up and pack your things, return to South Korea immediately, and never appear in the sight of the Chinese again!"
This was the first time Liu Zhilong heard his manager speaking to him in such a tone. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and said, "Why do I have to go back to Korea? My injury hasn't healed yet?"
"You still have time to pay attention to your injury now? Why did you go there earlier! If you didn't hurry up, I won't guarantee that you can open your eyes when you leave!" The manager casually threw a mobile phone to him and said Turned and left.
Liu Zhilong picked up his phone and found that a recording was displayed on the screen. After clicking on it, he instantly turned pale. He didn't know how he left the ward until he got on the plane.
He looked very embarrassed, like a bereaved dog.