The Villains Are All My Fans

The level of boredom of netizens is unbelievable.

Once it becomes popular on the Internet, it is immediately upgraded from a door to a door. The common point is to hold a mobile phone and swipe the card. The object to be photographed can be a sand sculpture mascot, a handsome man and a beautiful waiter, a street singer, or an alley. The fly restaurant. This kind of heat comes and goes quickly. The dirty bags that were sold a month ago and had to be lined up will be expired next month and no one will touch them.

In addition to gold, there are also particularly smelly **** that will attract netizens.

Everyone who smells dog **** at the scene knows that they cover their noses and walk away. After punching the card, its value will be used up. Only real gold will get the opportunity from the traffic brought by the network, and luckily the sky will rise. According to the purity of gold Decide the height...

What's more, no one cares about it anymore, and it has become the stratum corneum of a period of time, not even tears, and it will fall off after taking a bath and rubbing mud.

As short as a day, as long as a week.

The longer and more complicated the event, the quicker it gets.

When Duan Shu put on her scheming and **** makeup in the hotel room, the messages on her cell phone flickered fast. There were friends who had worked with her, classmates, messy Weibo fans, Lu Jinchuan, and she slept on the sofa last night. little milk wolf. While checking the news, she sprayed a touch of CocoNoir on the back of her neck—the original owner liked perfumes, most of which were soft, sweet and fruity in line with the image. Burberry's Brit is her favorite, but Duan Shu prefers mysterious and blurred fragrances, bring a little Bright tone.

In a very good mood, she first clicked on WeChat from Little Milk Wolf Ningyuan.

Yuan Ning: [Thank you very much last night. 】

Yuan Ning: [You were secretly photographed [video link], try not to read comments! Although many people praise you, there will be a lot of trolls when the number is large... Do you need me to go back to accompany you? 】

Although he really wanted to call him up and eat him, but now is not the time, Duan Shu regretfully declined Little Milk Wolf's kindness.

Then, the message from Lu Jinchuan was opened.

In fact, he sent a lot of WeChat messages, but she didn't read it for too long, and she didn't even have the energy to refute, so he let him mess around and see what nonsense he could say. Evidence, in case of use one day, can also detain him a 'harassment' hat.

The latest three news, straight to the point.

Autumn Breeze Zhuo Jinchuan: [Why do you have breakfast at the hotel? ? ? ? 】

Qiufeng Zhuo Jinchuan: [Don't tell me you live in a hotel alone, have a good home and don't sleep in any hotel, is that the place for girls? Who are you with? No wonder my attitude towards me has become so fast, are you worthy of my dedication to you? Is it fun to play with my feelings? Now that the whole world knows that you are going to open a house, you are happy! 】

The last one was a remedial statement ten minutes later, after the anger that seemed to have calmed down, it was found that the news could no longer be withdrawn.

Qiufeng Zhuo Jinchuan: [You just rely on that no matter what you do, I can't help but like you. 】

Affectionate and doting have been let down.

So touching.

Duan Shu typed eight big characters expressionlessly: [It's none of your business? Climb for Lao Tzu]

Thankfully, the original owner was shy and didn't chat with him before confirming the relationship, nor did he post large-scale photos. Lu Jinchuan was afraid of scaring her away, so he usually coaxed her in a small and fresh manner, otherwise the follow-up troubles would be unclear. Duan Shu went to the social account operated by the original owner, and sure enough, some netizens who recognized her found her Weibo, commented and punched in, and the number of fans rose to 20,000, and it continued to rise with each refresh.

This kind of speed of fan growth makes people dizzy and heart-warming, thinking that they are really going to be popular.

And Duan Shu didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, he pondered for a moment, sent a new Weibo, and pinned it to the top.

@Duan Shu:

Thank you for my friends from all over the world. I also fell asleep after breakfast. My friend called me only to know that I had been photographed. The visitor is a guest, no matter you pay attention to me for any reason, it is my honor. ps. I am not a food blogger

Attached is a selfie wearing the same outfit as in the video.

The girl in the photo is sitting on the sofa in the hotel, her slightly pale pupil color is glowing with a soft and soft light. It is the afternoon sun shining through the floor-to-ceiling glass window into her eyes. She turned her face slightly and raised her lips towards the camera. Inadvertent capture captures the most natural scene.

Her expression was not focused, and she didn't seem to expect to perform well in front of the camera. Her casual eyes were filled with misty pleasure, soothing and natural, as if she had long been accustomed to her own good looks and didn't take it seriously.

...that's what the photos show.

In fact, this is the most satisfying one, carefully selected out of 42 selfies.

Not only to be good-looking, but also to be good-looking without self-consciousness, with a little girlish texture of fragility.

The first time he entered the public eye, he showed a strong performance, which was equivalent to picking a difficult script for himself.

In this way, after the reality show, there is a sense of contrast.

The original owner's Weibo registered early, but the short two-character ID was scarce. She originally wanted to make it [Shu Shu], so she had to settle for the second best and took the full name.

It's a good thing for Duan Shu, the name 'Shu Shu' is too soft and cute, and it's not suitable for her now.

The protagonist of the video posted a blog, and the curiosity of netizens immediately followed.

Duan Shu poured herself black tea, and as soon as she refreshed her Weibo, there were hundreds of comments, some of which were compliments, some who questioned her for her show, and more comments were licking her face.

What exploded together was her Weibo private message.

She tentatively read six pages, and finally got defeated in the advertisements for buying fans and the unsightly photos of enoki mushrooms. She turned off the private message notification, out of sight and out of mind.

Without deliberately accusing and criticizing, the status of hot comments reflects the main impression of netizens on her, and it is enough for this part to develop as she expected.

Duan Shu hurriedly swept through the comments of praise, but did not take it to heart.

She likes to receive compliments, but the waves of compliments come too violently, and they make her wary.

To pursue excellence, one cannot be dazed by the momentary enthusiasm.

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Lu Jinchuan, who received the Mantra of Eight Characters, was furious, and even suspected that there was someone outside Duan Shu. This piece of news was sent to him by a wild man who took her mobile phone—because it was so different from her impression of him! In the past, she used this kind of sweet talk very much. He still used it very little, for fear that he would spoil her by coaxing him too much. Only the occasional candy he sent was precious and extraordinarily sweet.

However, no matter how frantic he was, he could not get an answer.

No matter what he said, Duan Shu would not reply to his messages at all, nor block him, and let him jump up and down.

Tired of dancing, a wave of grievance rushed into Lu Jinchuan's chest.

He called Song Ziqiao and cried to her: "Women are so fickle, they are always the same, I don't understand her at all, I was played by her in the palm of my hand. I can't play with her. , she also told me to get out, didn't she just look down on me? I said it earlier! I spent so much time raising me as a spare tire, and turned around and looked for a better one. I can't live in a five-star hotel. From now on, there is a self-service breakfast there. If she asks, I can take her to eat. I just don't think it is necessary, it's too vain. "

Song Ziqiao often posts short videos on Kuaiyin, and naturally he knows Duan Shu's sudden popularity.

Seeing the increasing number of likes and the hot comment on Duan Shu's Weibo name, she felt sour in her heart.

Why?

Don't you just have a meal?

What's so great about eating a lot, and what's worthy of praise? Boring and ridiculous!

Kuaiyin has its own beauty filter, Song Ziqiao is only one of the thousands of beautiful faces that are not outstanding. Likes and likes occasionally, thousands of normal, and most of the comments are from hungry male netizens, although it gave her the pleasure of being sought after, The often lewd remarks still made her feel very uncomfortable.

But Xianghong has no other talent, can't sing and dance, let alone make up jokes in talk shows, and can only smile cutely in front of the camera, so she has to endure the low-quality audience who come to her appearance.

The most depressing thing is that she put down her body and pretended to be close to the people to reply to comments, but she still didn't have many fans.

That girl was just having breakfast!

A phone call from Lu Jinchuan hit her pain point, and her depressed mood resonated—yes, she still has one thing stronger than Duan Shu. Duan Shu thought that the flower-guarding messenger who was devoted to him was fighting with her behind his back. think of this,

A rush of joy emerged from Song Ziqiao's heart, and she pretended to be wronged: "Not every girl is like her."

"Ah," Lu Jinchuan was stunned, frowned, and laughed, "Fortunately, I still have you, so I won't be completely disappointed with women."

"No, I also want to go to a five-star hotel!"

Song Ziqiao pursed her lips, pressed her cheek against the phone, and was teased by his words, "Fortunately, I gave you back." "However, it was during the wedding... ah, no, don't say this, so shy... you're dead!"

The voice, which was pinched like concentrated sugar water, was a little overexcited. Lu Jinchuan heard this tender state, which greatly satisfied his machismo.

Zi Qiao is so innocent.

"I was just about to say that if you want to go to a five-star hotel," he said with a long ending, which evoked reverie: "Next time we watch a movie for dinner, remember to bring your ID card."

Being able to be the original male protagonist, Lu Jinchuan still has some advantages.

Because he loves to bang on the Internet, he has developed an end tune-style bass. He feels very sexy. Duan Shu feels greasy after listening to it for a second, but Song Ziqiao is very useful. is you."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, it's really a little girl."

He grinned fondly.

Ten sentences ago, Lu Jinchuan, who was still pretending to be an affectionate spare tire, had completely forgotten his original intention, and had empathized with his lower body. He changed his words and laughed at himself: "If only I liked you at the beginning, I wouldn't be trapped in love now and be played around by her."

The window paper was about to be pierced, and Song Ziqiao's heart was pounding: "I'm best friends with her, haven't you considered me?"

Hearing this, Lu Jinchuan fell silent.

Yes, of course there is.

In fact, as long as she is a good-looking woman of the same age, he has considered it, but he is not considered by others.

Compared with Duan Shu, Song Ziqiao's family background is much inferior.

Although they are locals who own a house, they only have a house for a family of three. I heard that they are still repaying the loan. Such a poor family should not prepare a full-payment marriage house for their married daughter! It won't help him much in his future career. At this stage, Lu Jinchuan doesn't want to give up Duan Shu.

He invested too much time, effort and self-esteem in Duan Shu.

After being a licking dog for so long, you licked nothing until the end?

Lu Jinchuan was not reconciled to his sunk costs.

"Zi Joe,"

He hesitated again and again, and his tone was bitter and vicissitudes.

"If I can't give you a name for a while, will you love me?"

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