Chapter 513, anger is contagious!

Someone in the post bar of the Qinluo Global Fan Support Association reposted reports about the Chinese people marching in Paris, and some people uploaded videos of the Chinese people being beaten by those bad jǐng cha.

A netizen with the screen name 'Genius Magician' posted a post: I am not afraid to guess others with the greatest malice. I am a person who admires mínzhǔ and zìyóu. Like many of you, I consider Paris to be one of the most beautiful and romantic cities in the world,—— and I even naively wonder where I am going to meet my bride.

However, what happened ruined my beautiful illusions.

When I saw the news that the Chinese were beaten in the Paris march, I cried. When I saw Qin Luo raise his hand again and again to fight back, I couldn't cry. Don't doubt it, I'm an old man of almost thirty years old sitting in my office crying like a child.

No colleagues laughed at me. After watching that video, the only thing they could do was wipe their tears and be silent.

Qin Luo is my idol, and always has been. He's not just an idol, because what he brings me, in addition to visual enjoyment, also brings me a kind of jīng god. A kind of jīng god that I don't have, and our whole nation is slowly being lost.

He raised his hand again and again, although it was weak, but he did not give in, he kept fighting back.

Yes, he has been fighting back. There is no qi until he dies with that beast jǐng cha.

He was scarred. He didn't win, but, in my mind, he didn't lose either.

He won't lose!!

I didn't know what to say, and I didn't even know how to vent my anger.

My typing hand was trembling, my heart was trembling, and I felt my heart ache as I recalled the picture of him raising his hand to meet it.

For the first time, I knew heartache. The object of heartache is a man.

Can anyone tell me, what now?

As soon as this post came up, it was immediately pinned to the top by the owner of the post bar. Such a post stood out among the many posters and attracted everyone's attention.

Someone on the second floor replied: You feel sorry for him, which proves that you are in love with him. If you love him, tell him, and if you love you, give it to him.

The third floor replied: Since ancient times, the second floor has been a fool. You're going to die if you're not joking at this time? The landlord asked how to vent the anger in his heart - to be honest, I feel the same way as the landlord now. What should we do?

Someone in the back followed: Since we claim to be Qin Luo's fans, we should do something for Qin Luo.

Yes. I recommend everyone collectively * French goods.

Hack their site. Put our flag on their official website.

Didn't they forbid us to march? Didn't they beat our compatriots? Is there anyone with me, tomorrow to go to the door of the family to block the door? Don't go in, don't go out, don't buy anything – we're stuck somewhere. Keep their guests in.

Originally, this was a trivial proposal, and the person who posted it was not the manager of the post bar and a high-contributing member.

However, his suggestion was immediately supported and recognized by countless people.

As a result, the owners of the post bar, 'Wandering Life' and 'Too Poor to Drink Plain Water', immediately added voting stickers, and as a result, 170,000 people agreed to demonstrate at the door of Jiafu.

Just do it, the bar owner gave an order, and at 7 o'clock in the evening of the same day, during the peak business period of Jiajiafu, all the fans gathered at the door of the local Jiajiafu.

Although Tieba has hundreds of thousands of registered members, nearly a million people online. However, when it was really distributed to the cities, there were still very few people.

Ming Hai. A small southern town.

At the door of the family portrait, more than a dozen people holding billboards with French goods stood together. They are too few in number, their power is weak, they are not strong enough to shake the status of Jiafu, and they are not able to stop those who go shopping.

All they could do was stand firm and shout slogans over and over again. Among them, there are also the security guards of Jiajiafu who came to expel them, and Huaxia jǐng came to dissuade them.

But they were unmoved. Nor do I leave. Now is the time for Qin Luo fans all over the world to start taking action, how can they leave early?

A beautiful girl named Bewitchment kept handing out leaflets to passers-by, explaining to them in detail what happened to the Chinese in Paris-

Through their efforts, a dozen people became more than twenty people. More than two dozen people became more than forty.

Anger is contagious!

When the number of people exceeds 100, it has the effect of gathering a crowd. They no longer have to take the initiative to chase and rush to introduce others, but many people take the initiative to come over and ask about the situation.

So, there were couples who joined hands in shopping after work, young mothers who bought nǎi powder for their children joined them, uncles who bought vegetables joined them, and grandfathers who went out for a walk with gray temples joined them-

There is a lot of strength in numbers, and the door of the family is really blocked.

More and more people gathered in the square at the entrance, but everyone was standing outside, and no one went in to shop. Those who had not listened to the dissuasion and forced their way in to shop, when they returned with a full load and wanted to go home, found that the door was blocked and they could not get out at all.

Yanjing was victorious.

Tianxun was victorious.

Yangcheng wins——

There are constantly people reporting good news in the post bar, and the doors of family portraits are overcrowded.

Turnover: zero.

It's not just French-owned supermarkets that have been given a cold shoulder, but in some of the larger bustling cities, their luxury brand stores are also in trouble.

Someone pulled up a banner in front of their door, someone scolded the rich people who came into the store to buy, and a little boy ran to the * store and - when he was done, his parents dragged him away.

Apparently, they did it on purpose.

The action of the Qinluo Global Support Association has received the response and support of countless people, like a snowball, and this wave has become bigger and bigger, and all of a sudden has caused France's foreign exchange exports and tax revenue to drop to a record low.

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Yanjing. Capital Medical University.

The classroom was quiet. Everyone sat dumbfounded.

"No, I can't. We have to do something. Otherwise, I'm going to go crazy. ”

"I really want to rush to France with a knife - who the dares to bully Teacher Qin, I will fight with him."

"Sister Jiujiu, you can say something. Usually you have the most ideas for anything, you make a suggestion, and we all support you-"

As if he hadn't heard, Wang Jiujiu sat sluggishly, his eyes still staring at the TV on the classroom wall.

The video had long since ended, and now the screen was constantly flickering with snowflakes. However, she still didn't react.

It was as if her soul had been emptied, and her body no longer belonged to this world.

But why—does my heart hurt so much?

A teardrop dripped out. And then the second drop, the third drop -

Everyone witnessed this scene, and their eldest sister, Wang Jiujiu, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, wiped her tears like a little woman-

Before, how dare they treat her as a woman? Even if you think she is a woman, you don't think she's an ordinary woman.

"Sister Ninety-Nine. Don't be upset—Teacher Qin will be fine. Xiaohua took Wang Jiujiu's hand and shouted in a low voice.

In the past, she also had a crush on Qin Luo. However, she knew that it was impossible for her and Qin Luo to do so. I took the initiative to consciously quit.

When she knew that Wang Jiujiu liked Qin Luo, although she was sad, she still encouraged her to work hard. Later, she reaped her own love, but that hazy feeling - she couldn't forget it.

Even if this aspect of affection is excluded, just as a teacher, Qin Luo still won the love of all students.

Wang Jiujiu wiped away his tears and said, "Yes." What is there to cry about? It's so spineless. ”

"Sister Jiujiu, what should we do now?"

"You can do whatever you want." Wang Jiujiu said while packing up his things.

"What about you?"

"I'm going to Paris." Wang Jiujiu said. "If only there were two people with him, he wouldn't have been beaten—"

Wang Jiujiu said as he spoke, his voice choked again.

Thinking of the scene of Fa jǐng smashing down with a stick, Wang Jiujiu had a feeling of being in pain and dying of life.

"But—"

"No, but." Wang Jiujiu said simply: "I said it. I don't love him anymore. However, I must see him. ”

"—that's still love." Xiaohua whispered.

Wang Jiujiu left with his bag and pretended not to hear.

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Knock Knock –

There was a knock on the office door, and he waited for a minute or so, and before anyone could respond, the door was pushed open.

Ma Yue, who was dressed in black, mirrored and black stockings, walked in, sent the folder in his hand to the desk, and reported respectfully: "Miss, here are some recent developments of Mr. Qin Luo in Paris—you might as well take a look." ”

"Get out." Wen Ren Muyue said. She sits in an office swivel chair with her back to the outside and is looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows of her office.

Ma Yue didn't say a word, turned around and prepared to leave.

As her hand grasped the doorknob and was about to open it, she heard an almost inaudible voice: "Come back".

Ma Yue retreated again, still standing respectfully at the desk.

"I'm angry." Wen Ren Muyue didn't turn around, and said in a calm voice.

"I know." Ma Yue said. I thought to myself, it seems that I am one step too late, and the young lady already knows the news about him.

As long as it was about him, the young lady was always the first to know. Even faster than the information aggregation ability of their brain group.

"Is that right?"

"That's not right." Ma Yue said ruthlessly.

"Why?"

"Miss is the brain of the Wenren Group. You can't be swayed by any emotions – we have a lot of important business with Europe – especially on the French side. ”

"Do you think I'm a robot?" Wenren Muyue asked.

Ma Yue was stunned for a moment and said, "No." ”

Wen Ren Muyue said: "Cancel all business dealings with the French side. Refuse the visit of the chairman of the French Desay Group, and refuse the acquisition of shares of Lulei Company——"

"Yes." Although Ma Yue knew that these orders of the master were extremely unreasonable and would cause the company to suffer heavy losses. However, all she could do was obey her fate.

"I'm not a robot." Wen Ren Muyue said: "I will be angry. ”