Chapter Twenty-Five: I Heard That He Was Targeted

Zheng Mo coughed and said in a flash: "Hmm.... Actually, it's nothing, it's just an artistic product. It's just based on you. ”

"What's the need to apologize? You said it's just art. Zhan Muqing didn't have any ups and downs, "Art time has passed, it's time to do homework and do homework." ”

Zhan Muqing didn't have any special behavior, too, Zheng Mo said such an official politeness, what kind of reaction can there be is a hell.

It's a little fun for the fans themselves, why do you care so much? It's not once or twice that I've been matched by Lalang before. Zheng Mo thought about it, as if it was indeed his reaction that was a little bigger, so he simply put this matter aside for the time being and concentrated on class.

In short, the task assigned by Sister Ximei can be regarded as temporarily completed.

However, during Zheng Mo's class, the fan's imagination on the Internet was not extinguished as he imagined, and what's more, the sunspots grew savagely like weeds, menacing, and soon set off a lot of ripples in this dynamic that didn't seem to have much content.

"Zheng Mo fans disgusted me, it's really okay for everything?"

"Pure passerby, only watching dramas, Zheng Mo is okay, but he was ruined by fans. ”

"Is there something wrong? Zheng Mo said some time ago that he wanted to study quietly, and now he puts this picture to stir up the heat? Can you go back to school?"

"With all due respect, the figure in this photo looks like Marcoco. Zheng Mo: I took this wave of operations. ”

"Is it like Marco who is blind, how can my goddess have anything to do with such a dog who only knows how to rub heat. ”

"That figure is neither male nor female, it can't be some of Zheng Mo's little lovers, right? ”

"What kind of idols there are, what kind of fans there are. ”

... ...

Xiaoli was also idle and bored looking at Zheng Mo's dynamic comments before, although she is a fan of Zheng Mo's career, but looking at the stories and cultural products created by these fans themselves, I just want to give them a thumbs up and say, "Ink is fortunate to have you!"

However, it didn't take long for the new comments to begin to gradually change their taste, as if the sunspots had united, and everyone before and after them attacked them. Xiaoli's whole body has entered a state of fried.

Just kidding! The dishes in this photo are all served by herself! In addition, after getting along with each other for this period of time, what can Zheng Mo's temperament make this group of sunspots smear at will? Even if she is not a fan of Zheng Mo, she feels that this is simply inexplicable!

She turned off the computer and was about to rush to Zhan Muqing's house, but as soon as she arrived at the door, she was stopped by Aunt Wang.

"What's wrong with your nose glaring?"

"Oh Mom, don't stop me, I have to go to Brother Mu Qing's house!

"What's the big deal with you? It's not time for dinner, and I don't need you to deliver food or anything. ”

"Don't mention Cai's mother to me, it's much more important than that! Momo and Mu Qing were scolded on the Internet! Don't talk about it again, they have to be on the hot search again!" Xiaoli was so anxious that she even jumped up.

"Is there really such a thing?" When Aunt Wang heard this, she quickly stood up and was about to rush out of the door, but she didn't take two steps and stopped Xiaoli who was following behind, "No, it's not possible, they are studying, going now will only make them uneasy, Xiaoli, let's go and scold them back!

Hearing Aunt Wang's angry tone, Xiaoli calmed down a little and laughed, "Mom, how can there be such a thing as you, don't say it's scolding back, we can't even figure out who wants to black Momo, plus, even if you scold back, Momo's matter will not necessarily get better, and it will even make a bigger fuss." But you're right, don't tell them first. ”

"No, it's not horizontal or vertical, so let's just do it?" Aunt Wang was anxious.

"Of course not. There is still a team behind Zheng Mo, we just need to," Xiaoli turned her eyes around, looked at Hegel who was rolling in her nest next to her, and showed a knowing smile, "Let out a little bit of material." ”

Hegel couldn't help but shudder.

At this time, Ximei, who was far away in the company, also saw these remarks.

She pinched the bridge of her nose, her brow a little stretched. Since the last hot search incident, Ximei has carried out stricter control over the dynamic trend of fans, but this time Zheng Mo's content except for accidentally bringing a personal photo, there are no other emotions that can incite other people's bad emotions, and the fans' comments are also very decent. I didn't expect the sunspot to be pervasive.

Although it is just making waves in the comments and circles, and it will not be published, it is difficult to guarantee that this incident will not become a pawn that can be manipulated in the eyes of others.

If it was an accident last time, then it would be a bit far-fetched to talk about accidents this time.

"Sister Ximei, let's deal with it as soon as possible. I'm going to get ready for a press release. The staff looked at Sister Ximei's solemn eyes and couldn't help but speak.

"No, I don't. What are you going to say when you send a press release? Originally, it was just a self-budding act of fandom, and if someone commented on hacking, we will send a press release, do you still want Zheng Mo to have a popular relationship?"

"But if you press them again, Momo will finally recover a little popularity..."

"I know that. Before the matter ferments, I will let Zheng Mo explain it himself, not through public relations channels. In addition, we may need some other materials to divert the attention of the public. How much of the previous material is left?"

“... ... Without. Zheng Mo's last play is closed, plus what happened some time ago...

"Forget it," Ximei's brows furrowed even deeper, "I'll communicate with Zheng Mo about this matter again." By the way, you must pay close attention to the actions of these sunspots, I always feel that this is not an ordinary method of black drafting. ”

... ...

When Zheng Mo finished studying and picked up his mobile phone again, he seemed to dream back to the night when the college entrance examination results came out.

The big difference is that Sister Ximei missed several phone calls at that time, which became a simple text message at this time. "After learning to reply to the phone. ”

According to past experience, judging from the law that the fewer words, the bigger the matter, this time he Zheng Mo may have invisibly caused a big disaster. Zheng Mo swallowed his saliva, retracted his imagination, and replied to Sister Ximei.

Man is inherently dead. or died from the results of the college entrance examination, or died from a vague figure.

Zhan Muqing looked at Zheng Mo's generous expression and couldn't help but speak: "What's the matter with your expression of dedication to art?"

Zheng Mo held up his mobile phone with a sad face, and said three words in a deep voice: "You don't understand." "

Just as Zhan Muqing was about to say something, Zheng Mo's phone was connected.

Then Zhan Muqing enjoyed the face-changing award from Zheng Mo. The incident of a phone call was only three minutes long, and Zheng Mo changed 9 expressions. Pathos, doubt, shock, confusion, fear, shyness, heaviness... It's simply colorful.

When Zheng Mo hung up the phone, Zhan Muqing even wanted to applaud him, but he just wanted to.

"It's over, my secret lover can't hide it. Zheng Mo pretended to look at Zhan Muqing deeply, interrupting Zhan Muqing's train of thought.