The number of fans of the two parties exceeds 10,000. Even if you want to calm things down and quell disputes, even if you are rational and calm, it is unrealistic in the face of such a large number of participants. Ever since Xiacheng posted a specious Weibo post that seemed to be aimed at Lin Xi, who has been controversial in recent days, the fans of the two parties have gone their own way, surfing Weibo, Qiandu Tieba, Haijiao Gossip and other major netizens gathering places. A war of words started.
Han Xiaonan, as a senior veteran of the "Pairing of Immortals", was very anxious seeing the tense atmosphere that was about to explode. In the clean and tidy room, Han Xiaonan typed quickly on the keyboard with both hands, and swiped the mouse with his right hand to scan the latest news about Lin Xi and Xia Cheng on various websites. The time is close to 8 o'clock, which happens to be the prime time for rest and entertainment at night. Whether it is a student party or a working party, most people will post online games at this time, and this is undoubtedly for this inevitable fan war Add fuel to the fire.
Han Xiaonan's round apple face flushed red with anxiety, and as she tapped the keyboard again and again, various messages were sent out on the computer screen flashing fluorescent lights, calling on the angels to calm down and not be impulsive. She quickly contacted several veterans of "Heavenly Match" such as "Lianrong Egg Yolk Crisp" and "Little Urchin", and called everyone to stop the excessive behavior of fans, and prevent Lin Xi from paying for the fan's behavior due to the impulse of the angels.
A Flower in the South: It is absolutely impossible to continue like this! Xia Cheng has had too many fans for so many years since his debut, we are not the opponents of those "City Guards" at all, and I just saw some loli fans ran to Xia Cheng's Qiandu Post Bar to swear at people, this will affect the Lin Xi's image.
Egg Yolk Crisp with Lotus Seed Paste: Yes, I am now convincing those little lolis with other rational fans. But their "City Guards" are really deceiving people too much this time, even if we can keep silent, they are unlikely to be willing to let it go.
Little Urchin: So tangled! It would be great if Tianxian could post a message on Weibo, you can say anything!
A flower in the south: I also want Tianxian to post on Weibo... but I don't want Tianxian to see these horrible things on the Internet...
Little Naughty Boy: Ahh, it's so annoying...
Egg yolk cake with lotus seed paste: I saw Tianxian at CX Entertainment a few days ago. Although Tianxian was busy, she seemed to be quite calm, and she should not be affected by these black people on the Internet.
A Flower in the South: Ahh what did I see! Go check Zhu Qing's Weibo!
Little naughty boy: It is good that the angel is not angry.
Little Urchin: Huh? What Weibo
The manner is elegant and the air is calm.
This is Zhu Qing's fans' highest evaluation of idols.
In the nearly ten years since his debut, Zhu Qing has always been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people with his elegant, polite and gentlemanly image. From the annual drama that became an instant hit when he first debuted, to the excellent movies that have continued to be excellent later, Zhu Qing's road to fame has been very smooth and successful. But even on such a flat and spacious road that surpasses others, Zhu Qing has never been complacent or arrogant. He has always had a gentle attitude towards fans and has many friends in the circle. If the administrative tenet of Tianyu is "know how to be a human being", then the code of conduct of CX Entertainment is that peace is the most important thing.
Such a kind and friendly Zhu Tianwang, although he has tens of millions of fans on Weibo, there are very few new news on his Weibo. Even if it is updated, it is basically just anecdotes in life or some words of gratitude to fans every time, and rarely interacts with other people in the circle. The water in the circle is too deep, and it is easy to stumble into it by accident, so most celebrities will use their sentences carefully and blog carefully. But today, when the "Heavenly Match" and "City Guard" are in full swing on the Internet, Zhu Qing unexpectedly posted a Weibo with a lot of words.
Zhu Qing: "I've met my younger brother @林锡 a few times. He is very nice and hard-working. It is impossible to say that he is righteous, but it is absolutely impossible to be evil. By the way, the younger brother is indeed a fairy, of course he is not facing the ground The kind of haha. #是天仙，或画瓶?#”
If Xia Cheng's words were like a pebble thrown into a lake, then Zhu Qing's statement was undoubtedly an atomic bomb that exploded on the Internet.
Zhu Qing has been famous for many years, and has a very good reputation in the hearts of fans and passers-by. Even the sunspots have to admit that Zhu Tianwang really knows how to behave. So when Zhu Qing published this news, the passers-by who originally wanted to make trouble stopped first. They couldn't help but start to wonder... Could it be that what Zhu Tianwang said was the truth
Not to mention the passers-by watching the soy sauce, even some unsteady girls among the "City Guards" began to turn against each other. Contradictions began to arise within the "City Guard" who were originally evenly matched and even faintly overwhelmed the momentum of "Heavenly Match". And just when Xiacheng's diehard fans managed to stabilize their morale, Surf.com, as the main battlefield of this fan war, suddenly released a press release on the entertainment gossip section of the homepage—"Before the Broadcast—Annual Magical Drama" ".
Netizens who participated in this hot topic clicked into the content of the hot topic to browse, and before they had time to express their thoughts, they suddenly discovered... Qiandu.com, Fox.com, Wangnan News, all kinds of snowflake-like entertainment reports blowout emerge in abundance.
…Major entertainment media, may I ask if you still remember the one who slammed the backdoor behavior in a row a few days ago, and was about to fight to the end with the shady actors in the entertainment industry
As far as the thickness of the skin is concerned, the public opinion media of the Tianhe Dynasty is thick enough to become the largest defense wall of the Tianhe Dynasty.
On the 61st floor of the Chu Building, CX Entertainment PR Department.
Ji Chengshu pressed the phone in his hand and looked up at the dark and silent night sky outside the window, under his feet was a sea of lights and cars. Through the large floor-to-ceiling panoramic glass, he looked at the bustling, bright and brilliant night view of City B, and gently placed the mobile phone in his hand on the mahogany desk beside him. The outside world was dark, and Ji Chengshu's tall and thin figure was reflected on the clear and clean glass. Behind him was a member of CX Entertainment's public relations department who was constantly walking around.
Just when these members of the public relations department who were considered elites in outside companies finally breathed a sigh of relief, a melodious voice suddenly sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look carefully at Ji Chengshu.
Ji Chengshu put the phone to his ear and pressed the answer button.
"Hey Old Ji, I've already posted the stuff."
After hearing this, a confident smile suddenly bloomed on Ji Chengshu's mouth, and he finally relaxed after being tense for several days. He nodded slightly where no one could see, and said, "Yes, Zhuqing, thank you for your hard work."
There was a hearty and magnetic laughter from the other end of the phone, and after a while, Zhu Qing jokingly said: "You care so much about Lin Xi, and you don't hesitate to use my influence to make him jump out of the center of public opinion. Oh, what a joke! The new one forgets the old one.”
Ji Chengshu raised his eyebrows and smiled happily: "Is Zhu Tianwang still worried about his image?"
Zhu Qing naturally laughed too: "Haha, it's just a joke."
Ji Chengshu agreed twice, and put the topic aside for the time being. The two talked a few more words, and the smile on Ji Cheng's writing gradually faded. He paused and hesitated for a long time before finally making up his mind to ask: "Zhu Qing, what you said at Qi Wenyuan's funeral last time is still true." count?"
As soon as this sentence was mentioned, the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent. Ji Chengshu felt a little uncertain in his heart, so he could only wait patiently for Zhu Qing's reply.
After a while, Zhu Qing sighed leisurely: "Oh, Lao Ji, it seems that you really want to train Lin Xi well."
Ji Chengshu didn't hide it: "Well, he is a rare good seed. If you have seen his acting, I think you would not want this newcomer to be buried in the circle."
There was silence on the phone for a while, and Zhu Qing said helplessly: "Success, I will try to get him to agree with Mr. Wu. You come first, cut first and then play, and Mr. Wu can't do anything about it. As for how much you can learn or help you What, I can't help it."
Ji Chengshu finally relaxed completely, he couldn't help showing a smile on his cheek, and said, "Thank you, Zhu Qing."
"Oh, it's really the old man who was left in the corner."
"Ha ha!"
At the same time, the "back door incident" that had been raging on Weibo was gradually coming to an end after a few days of turmoil. Only a few fans of Heizi and Xiacheng were still resisting to the death and struggling to the death. In the face of no absolute evidence, they will not admit defeat even if they are killed. The former is suspected of being a professional sailor, while the latter wants to restore a little bit of the idol's reputation. There have been more and more voices of crusade against Xiacheng on the Internet. This kind of framing and slander among celebrities has always been difficult for fans to tolerate.
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The night is deep, and the city B in autumn is also cold and cold. A calm and majestic Mercedes-Benz SUV is driving steadily on the elevated road on the East Third Ring Road, and the interior of the car is quiet.
Zhao Xian was scanning the latest hot news with his mobile phone in his hand. The faint light on the screen of the mobile phone illuminated his face in the car. His fingers slid the capacitive screen lightly, and he couldn't help but let out a "huh" in surprise when he saw the hot topic rankings. He couldn't help turning his head to look at the man in black in the back seat of the driver's seat.
Ono's handsome and elegant brows showed a trace of fatigue that could not be concealed, and his deep and deep eyes lowered slightly, looking out the window at the constantly receding but unchanging scenery, his eyes were as calm as water that was hard to touch.
Zhao Xian made an exaggerated exclamation, but his eyes were fixed on the expressionless man in the back seat. Uno turned his eyes and glanced at him coldly.
After discovering that he had successfully attracted someone's attention, Zhao Xian raised the corners of his mouth with a smile, and said in a loud voice with a regretful and sympathetic expression: "Oh, I didn't expect to send that Lin Xi home a few days ago. How long does it take for this to happen." He paused for a while, but was disappointed to find that Uno was still looking out the window indifferently, without any reaction. Zhao Xian just felt defeated, and suddenly saw Uno's slender and slender fingers tightly holding the sunglasses on his lap at some point. , If something goes wrong, they don’t respond quickly, and they insist on waiting until the incident becomes a big deal before it can be resolved. This will make the newcomer scolded for a few more days.”
After waiting for a while but still not being able to wait for the response he expected, the expectant smile on Zhao Xian's face suddenly collapsed, and he said helplessly: "Arnuo, don't you have anything to say? You are in the same car with us, so you should care about it too."
"Many things." Seemingly impatient, Uno threw two words out of his mouth coldly.
"..." Zhao Xian was silent for a while, then suddenly shouted: "Hmph, don't think I'll tell you all these things in the future! Work, work, work!"
Turning his head away in a fit of anger, Zhao Xian was furious in his heart, and vowed never... never to say another word to this sullen man again tonight. The car drove for a while, Zhao Xian lowered his head and turned on his phone boredly, reconfirming the itinerary to be arranged for tomorrow, he opened Weibo casually, and after the automatic refresh, he suddenly saw a familiar name—
Uno: @林西, looking forward to having the opportunity to cooperate with you.
Posted five minutes ago.
"Pfft..." He quickly covered his mouth, but he couldn't stop laughing that was about to spill out. Zhao Xian shrugged his shoulders and suppressed a sneer, while secretly turning his head to look at someone who just accused him of being "messy" in a cool and domineering way. But seeing this so-and-so still with a cold and handsome face, he turned his head and looked out the window expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened.
"Cut, Mensao." Muttering something in a low voice, Zhao Xian hummed a ditty and turned away in a good mood.
But the handsome man in the back seat of the driver's seat was still looking out of the window with a cold expression on his face. Obviously there was no good-looking scenery, but he was still watching quietly. Ling Ran's cold eyes were as deep as obsidian, and her thin lips, which were tightly pressed into a line, raised a slight arc at some point, so small that it was difficult to detect, but it recovered again in a blink of an eye.
Under the same vast sky, countless people are boringly turning on their computers to surf the Internet for entertainment. As soon as the command to refresh the homepage of Weibo was completed, millions of people suddenly discovered that a member of a special attention group who almost never updated his status had a new update! Everyone clicked on someone's Weibo with a look of horror on their faces, wondering if something shocking was about to happen? Before he finished thinking about it, he saw the latest news posted a minute ago under the clear and cold Weibo, a total of... nine words.
Looking at the text displayed on the computer screen, Han Xiaonan stood up excitedly from the chair, and the poor soft armchair fell back with her movements, making a loud noise. Han Xiaonan, however, danced nonchalantly, scurrying about in his room like a terminally ill patient with a sudden convulsion, squatting on the ground with his head in his arms and laughing, and hitting the wall excitedly.
"Ahh...it's Uno...it's Uno! Hahahaha!"