Chapter 113: The Originator of the Draft (33) What is his origin?

On netizens' blogs, in the post bar of SUPER girls, and in various well-known forums, there are suddenly more topics about Bolan.

The content is also simple, rough and single, all talking about her figure.

"Bai Lan is so special among dozens of young and beautiful girls, like a piece of walking pork belly."

"Is it because Huaxia can't be selected to sing? Even such a can come to power? It's so greasy, I feel sick to watch. ”

"Bai Lan, a dead fat man, fat like this, is still surnamed Bai? Don't you know how fat white is? As soon as I saw her, I felt physically unwell! ”

"A rat poop spoiled a pot of porridge, it's an ugly B like Bailan!"

……

All kinds of ugly words don't pile up like money and smash them at Bolan. Qin Zhen's eyes were red with anger, and he registered many accounts to go to major forums to fight back against these abuses.

And then accidentally fell off the horse......

"My mom! It turns out that it was Qin Zhen's little beauty who scolded me just now? ”

"Huh? Qin Zhen and Bai Lan have a sisterhood to this point? ”

It is said that the two are roommates and have been going in and out together. I don't understand, where do flowers and cow dung come from? ”

"I still like Qin Zhen a lot, I'm so worried that she will be crippled by the white orchid. After all, those who are close to pigs are fat! ”

……

It's already embarrassing to fall off the horse, and what's even more embarrassing is that netizens have found a new perspective to attack Bolan, and another round of cyberbullying is menacing.

"Don't go back, just keyboard warriors." Seeing that Qin Zhen was so angry that her expression was blurred, Bolan went over to stroke her back and gave her a smooth breath, "Let's go for lunch." ”

Qin Zhen took a deep breath, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, raised his head and said hesitantly, "Are you going too?" Why don't I bring it for you? ”

Bolan's image was ridiculed by the whole network, and other players naturally saw it. When they met, they had to be sarcastic and ridiculed openly and secretly. Qin Zhen didn't want Bolan to be hurt a second time.

"No, I'm fine." Bolan smiled calmly.

Her body at the moment is just a sixteen-year-old girl, and she should be at a loss for the overwhelming cyberbullying. But the soul of this body has lived for three lifetimes, and many people have taken it lightly.

For those who truly care for themselves, Bolan does not want them to be disappointed and sad, so she often feels concerned.

But these guys who lurk behind the network to release malicious intentions, Bolan has never lived with them, and she doesn't owe them the slightest, so naturally she won't mind because of their remarks.

What's more, these cyberbullies are too turbulent, but they reveal an unusualness. It seems that it is not the unanimous opinion of netizens, but that someone behind it is organizing and planning and fueling the troubles.

Thinking of this, two beautiful faces appeared in Bolan's mind.

The pure and elegant He Xinlei, the delicate and beautiful Hu Xueyao.

And such a beautiful two people, there seems to be a snake and scorpion crawling and swimming. Let those who know their hearts feel a chill.

After coming to the restaurant, Qin Zhenruo unintentionally blocked in front of Bolan, wanting to protect her.

The intentions are good, but Qin Zhen is too small and too small. Bolan was half a head taller than Qin Zhen, and her big pie face and small eyes squeezed by the naked eyelids were still unobstructed.

Bolan calmly looked around and saw all kinds of gloating, mocking, relieved, and sympathetic eyes.

All the damage, Bolan doesn't care. Only the few people who showed sympathy on their faces, Bolan secretly remembered their faces and remembered this kindness.

It is not easy to identify people's hearts in ordinary times, and it is rare to have such an opportunity, of course, it cannot be wasted.

For this meal, Bolan took a little rice, a lot of vegetables, and a small piece of barbecued pork.

As soon as he sat down, a sneering voice came from above his head.

"Ah, Bailan, it's all like this, are you still in the mood for lunch?"

Listen to the sound and distinguish people, this is Hu Xueyao's new roommate Chen Ai, just this words and deeds, and Hu Xueyao are really matched.

Bolan took a bite of fried red rice amaranth with garlic, chewed it unhurriedly and swallowed it, then raised her head and asked lightly: "What time?" ”

Chen Aiwei was stunned for a moment and smiled: "It seems that I am too worried, although what netizens say is the truth, but you are so optimistic, obviously it has not been affected in any way." think

What do you mean by "although what netizens say is the truth"? This person is obviously falling into the well under the banner of concern, Qin Zhen's face changed when he heard this, and he was talking to something, but he was stopped by Bolan.

"You're really too worried, and the next time you speak, you might as well ask yourself two questions."

Seeing that Bolan was ridiculed, but not angry, but looked like a serious persuasion, Chen Ai was curious, and subconsciously asked, "Which two questions?" ”

Bolan smiled and groaned: "What's the matter with you? What the hell is going on with me? If you ask yourself these two questions before you act, you won't always be overwhelmed. ”

Not only Qin Zhen, but some of the players around who heard the conversation also burst out laughing.

Chen Ai realized that he had been fooled, and muttered with a straight face: "Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water!" ”

twisted his waist and walked towards Hu Xueyao's table.

And Hu Xueyao lowered her head and chewed slowly, as if she didn't notice the little dispute that happened just now.

The rest is nothing special. After lunch, Bolan and Qin Zhen discussed what songs they sang to each other while walking, and then went back to their room to listen to the songs for nearly two hours, and after that, they went swimming as usual.

Today, Bolan You has worked hard, and the time is longer than usual, and when the physical strength is consumed little by little, the spirit is much lighter. Those online violence and vicious words that are pressed on the heart are also like feathers, becoming lighter and lighter, and less and less worthy of mention.

Bolan was a little self-deprecating, although she told herself not to care, but people are not sages, in fact, subconsciously, they are somewhat mindful.

Fortunately, with exercise, you can release a lot of negative emotions. And Qin Zhen also saw that Bolan wanted to vent, so he didn't urge her, and when she was tired of swimming, she floated on the water like a mermaid and quietly accompanied Bolan.

After a hearty swim, Bolan felt refreshed.

Time also passed quickly, and it was time for dinner. All the way to the restaurant, Bolan, who had consumed too many calories, suddenly had a strong hunger pang, and she was a little hesitant, should she eat more meat tonight?

Bolan was fighting fiercely for a piece of meat, so she didn't notice that everyone she met was no longer mocking, but looked at her with an expression full of inquiry and even flattery.

In the end, Bolan defeated the gluttonous worm and still only put a small piece of meat on the plate.

She was applauding her iron will in her heart, and coldly saw someone coming over, with a smile on her face, and a little gossip that could not be concealed in her affectionate tone: "Bai Lan, what is the origin of your fan Huichuan City Helmsman?" How powerful is it? ”

When Bolan saw the face of the visitor, her brow relaxed.

The person who asked the question was called Xu Qingyu, and he didn't laugh at himself at noon, but showed sympathy and vague concern from afar.

Not a bad guy, just a little bit of gossip. Then answer her!

Hey? Wait a minute! What did she just say?