In fact, Mi Lianghen wanted her to say something that he admired Liu Shiya's words.
But Mi Liangse had her own pride, and it was impossible for a noble person like her to express her appreciation for Liu Shiya, a pheasant from the countryside.
Feng Sujin was still very excited when she looked at the direction of the wind under her control.
It was Mi Liangse who was stupid and talked nonsense, which made her take advantage of it.
Mi Liangse and Liu Shiya are actually the same thing, so it would be a good time for them to fight each other because they are at odds with each other. It will definitely be lively for her to sit on the mountain and watch the show.
Feng Sujin quickly said to Ye Mei next to her: "Ye Mei, help me arrange some people to use this live broadcast to start a scolding war on the Internet. I want to make Mi Liangse and Liu Shiya completely enemies."
"Yes, young lady."
In the live broadcast room
Mi Lianghen's trolls realized that it was already too late to swipe the screen and change netizens' minds.
This live broadcast has completely become a comparison between Miss Mi and Miss Liu.
In the end, Mi Liangse had to terminate the live broadcast early.
After the live broadcast was turned off, Mi Liang was trembling with anger and wanted to throw things and curse.
But now she is in the venue, surrounded by personnel from the supervision agency, and she can't do anything for the sake of her image.
Mi Lianghen said apologetically to everyone: "My sister is tired, I will take her up to rest first."
As soon as he entered the room, Mi Liangse cursed angrily, "Who does Liu Shiya dare to compare with me? Is she, a pheasant from the wild mountains, worthy of comparing with me?"
"She's still pretty, but her face doesn't even know if she's had plastic surgery or not!"
"I don't know if there are any unspoken rules. She can become famous so quickly just because she has no identity or status. Bah."
"Liu Shiya, you must be Liu Shiya's fans, ah... I can't help but say this..."
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Mi Liangse cursed continuously, her face turned livid with anger. She had indeed never encountered such a situation.
Seeing that she was almost out of breath, Mi Lianghen advised, "Brother will help you handle this matter. You can continue the live broadcast. After a week, everything will be fine."
At that time, in order to see the effects of skin care products during the live broadcast, Mijia said that it would live broadcast every day for seven days.
Mi Liangse looked at Mi Lianghen and said, "Brother, you must vent your anger for me."
"Don't worry, Liu Shiya can't compare with my sister, but now she has the support of the Lan family. It doesn't matter if you feel aggrieved and make friends with her and say a few words of appreciation."
"Brother, I won't do it. The Lan family is a famous family, and so is our Mi family. Why should we be afraid of them?"
"Liangse, don't you know? The Lan family is a big family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Compared with them, our Mi family is really a small family. That's why the Mi family wants to annex other families." The family must continue to be strong, do you understand?"
While the Mi family brothers and sisters were discussing countermeasures here, netizens had already started a war of words, pitting Miss Mi family against Liu Shiya!
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Liu Shiya was still feeling proud in the hospital, feeling that Lan Beichen's heart was completely in her hands.
When he looked at his cell phone, he found that she had also been shot while lying down.
"This... what on earth is going on, what's going on?"
Before, the news that she, Liu Shiya, was going to retire was spread inexplicably. She asked the public relations team to settle the matter. Why did this happen again a few days later
Miss Mijia? It's that Mi Liangse.
A few years ago, she was not the current Liu Shiya. She had the impression that she was always the arrogant person with her nostrils turned upward, the person who looked down on her, Liu Shiya!
When Liu Shiya thought about that and looked at the mess on the Internet, she couldn't control herself and dropped her phone.
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