Chapter 5 Carnival of Black Fans

The entire picture in this live broadcast room was originally occupied by the silhouette of the young man, and was accentuated by the atmosphere of the environment and light. It was as beautiful as an oil painting.

However, as the live broadcast resumed, those viewers who had not left, or the anti-fans, began to tap on the keyboard, and overwhelming barrage flooded in.

Countless vicious and filthy words filled the screen, completely destroying the beauty of the picture in the blink of an eye——

[Hey, I thought the young master didn’t dare to start a live broadcast! 】

[What does it mean to laugh, kneel and lick the audience for money?Come on, I will give you a huge reward of 0.01!Hahaha! 】

[We are gathered here to see when Wenchi, a cancer in the entertainment industry, will die, hehehe. 】

[Wen Chi, get out of the entertainment industry!Keep this garbage scourge alive, internal entertainment pills sooner or later! 】

[I think the producers and directors of this show who dare to invite Wen Chi are probably not good birds, they are the same as before! 】

[The program director and Wen Chiquan will fool me through the center of the earth!Asiba! 】

Wenchi has too many negative fans!

Someone once joked that if Wenchi's anti-fans were organized, they could create a new top figure!
Of course, such a large number of anti-fans were not just accumulated in the past half month. Most of them were rival fans that Wenchi had offended in the past two years.

The actions of the black fans are meticulous and well-organized. They are well-trained, as if there is an invisible big hand behind them!

People just don't understand why they hate Wen Chi so much that they gnash their teeth?

For those who didn’t know, they thought Wenchi had a grudge against them for killing their father!
In the past, Wenchi still had die-hard fans who fought for him, but until Wenchi's fandom collapsed and everyone pushed him, it was fine if these fans didn't backtrack on him, so how could they speak for him?
Without an opponent, the anti-fans became even more arrogant and made the live broadcast room so chaotic that many viewers were unwilling to set foot there.

It also directly caused the number of viewers in Wenchi's live broadcast room to be at the bottom among the four guests!

……

The live broadcast started, the iPad jumped, and the screen switched from the ranking list to the live broadcast room.

In fact, the purpose of the program team specially placing iPads is to allow the guests to interact with the audience while filming, so as to relieve the guests' boredom and liven up the atmosphere of the program.

For the other three guests, it indeed successfully played this role, and the effect was not small.

Only the live broadcast room here in Wenchi has completely become a window for black fans to vent, and the barrages are basically unwatchable.

At this time, Wenchi happened to take a few steps towards Suisui and brought the iPad into his field of vision.

His eyes casually moved across the screen, and familiar words fell into his eyes.

Just a glance.

The anti-fans were immediately stimulated!

Are you embarrassed to scold me in person?
If it doesn't exist, they will only scold you even more!

As a result, the anti-fans became more and more excited and started a carnival.

【ah!Don't get so close to the plastic surgery monster!Can you look in the mirror?It's ugly to my eyes! 】

[Wen Chi, you are so thick-skinned!How dare you go on a variety show even though you've flopped to rock bottom?Why, the money in the entertainment industry is so lucrative that you can’t bear to leave, right? 】

[I have a private video of you and the boss. If you don’t want to be exposed, please contact me! 50 to help you solve the problem! 】

[Brother, how about I v you 50 and you share it to make everyone happy? 】

【Do I need to spend money?There are a lot of these real hammers to search online! 】

[Wenchi, do your parents know that you are so embarrassed outside?I’m afraid I’m going to expel you, an unfilial son, from the house! 】

Stimulated by certain words, Wenchi's expression began to tighten uncontrollably.

His eyes became dark in waves;

Sharp curses rang out like ringing in the ears;

Invisible hands wrap around the throat, causing a sense of suffocation;
The sea of ​​evil words swallowed him up bit by bit...

"Wow--"

A cry of milk.

Soft, like cotton candy.

But suddenly his world filled with dark clouds burst open, and a ray of light came in.

Wenchi came to his senses and broke into a cold sweat.

He lowered his gaze and saw Suisui, whose small body was almost pressed against the iPad, and whose beautiful eyes were shining.

She raised her head hard, her clear eyes like a clear lake, staring at the screen, but all the dirty words were reflected in her eyes.

Wenchi: "Don't..." He was so close, his eyes were dirty.Sui Sui secretly stretched out his chubby fingers and poked at the screen.

As cheerful as a kitten attracted to interesting, shiny things!

Even if the locked screen cannot bring any interactive feedback, Suisui is still smiling.

The joy of a kitten successfully eating small dried fish is nothing more than that!

Her happiness spread to Wenchi, and her dull mood improved.

Why did he forget that Suisui couldn't understand this at all?
At three and a half years old, she is still illiterate.

To her, these so-called curses are not as attractive as the beautiful special effects in the live broadcast room.

Those words that looked like invisible murder knives were like little tadpoles in her eyes, or little hearts, little flowers, little... pee poops?

The world of cubs is always so simple.

Wenchi sighed lightly.

Also, what’s the point of being scolded by anti-fans and they don’t even come up with new tricks?
"Years old."

Wen Chi's voice sounded suddenly.

Sui Sui put his hands behind his back for a second, pretending that nothing happened.

"what?"

Why call her?

"Don't get too close, it may hurt your eyes."

"Oh--"

Suisui temporarily stopped.

And the camera also focused on Suisui because of Wenchi's actions.

Sure enough, someone in the live broadcast room asked out of curiosity:

[Where did the child come from? 】

Wenchi deliberately let Suisui enter the camera.

Since the audience has seen it, it is not far away from the program team.

In fact, it's better to ask directly to the camera...forget it.

If Suisui hears it, I'm afraid it will cause trouble again.

This little three-headed figure, which was no taller than his legs, had no idea where it could get such power. It started to burst into tears, and even he was frightened.

Anyway, when the staff sees it, they will send someone over to pick up Suisui... right?

……

At the program headquarters a few kilometers away, staff were debugging the live broadcast equipment.

They are already used to the scene of black fans in Wenchi's live broadcast room:
"Hey, I'm scolding you again. Can these anti-fans stop for two days?"

"Can't the account be banned?"

"We have tried it a long time ago, but professional black fans have at least [-] trumpet accounts on hand, and they can buy new ones after they are blocked. What can we do? We can only hope Wenchi doesn't look at it. It's too bad."

These words caused silence for a while.

One of the younger brothers suddenly made a sound.

"Why is there a child next to Wenchi?"

The colleague shook his legs calmly.

"Director Jian thinks that delivering supplies by drone is too routine and boring. He needs to find a new and novel method. I guess this is it."

"Director Jian."

The little brother suddenly realized that there was nothing strange that was unacceptable in connection with this name.

"That's all right!"

Pebbles plopped into the lake.

There was no shock.

 From now on, it is tentatively planned to update once a day, with fixed updates at 14:00~
  
 
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