Now Luo Zinan has not yet transformed, and between him and Chi Yao, he has just met, and he has not yet entered the love period, and his fans have not been washed again.

At this time, it was provoked, and in the middle of the night, many big fans were still resting.

Then, the loose powder goes crazy.

Touch my brother, and I'll let you die These super impulsive fans have entered the circle of the water army.

Then he began to attack Wen Ling in a frenzied manner.

Wen Ling just opened a new Weibo today, after all, it is a new identity.

Brother Fu paid attention to it here, and originally had no fans.

After all, newcomers are new to Weibo.

But because Yue Lin took the rhythm, then Wen Ling's fans began to rise like crazy.

Part of them are passers-by watching the play, some are fans of Luo Zinan, and some are fans of Chen Shuibing, the female artist replaced by Wen Ling.

[Xiaohua sells jokes: The company still gives an explanation, didn't Brother Fu take my brother to bring it well, it's not good to be distracted at this time and bring a hundred and eight lines? 】

[Nan Nan, my heart is good: I don't think it's okay either, does this newcomer have a good background? Do you have to let my brother's agent take it? 】

[Bing Bing is cold and cold in summer: I don't want to say anything, such a person, and I still take the role of ice? 】

[Snow Queen: Oh, I guess it's another bus with its back to the gold lord. 】

……

At the beginning, everyone could still reason rationally, but as soon as the water army was provoked, fans soon lost their minds.

In addition, there are all kinds of abuse from the water army and the like.

Then the scene spiraled out of control.

Wen Ling exploded with more than one million fans overnight, because he only posted a simple greeting Weibo, so everyone's messages are also under this one.

As a result, the following evaluation has exceeded more than 200,000, and it has not stopped, and it continues.

The comments in the front row are no longer visible.

Some are loose powder of Luo Zinan, and some are job black, at this time, everyone stirs up muddy water together, and it is really messed up.

Yue Lin looked at all this, and as he expected, he was going in this direction.

As soon as Luo Zinan's fans got off the scene, they had to shed their skin if they didn't die.

"Fight me?" Yue Lin, who had fought all night and drove hundreds of trumpets, was still in excellent spirits at this time.

Looking at the rhythm of the net, everything was under control, Yue Lin sneered three times, and then continued to refine the trumpet.

Brother Fu already knew about this matter in the middle of the night.

After asking Pei Jingchen's side, Pei Jingchen asked Wen Ling, Wen Ling said that the opportunity to increase the heat for free, don't be in vain, why are you in such a hurry to wash your name?

Wen Ling didn't care whether it was red or black, he just came to have a play.

So, now that someone is helping her bring heat for free, then let them go.

Some things can rebound when they hit the bottom, and if they have been hacked, they will be questioned by passers-by, netizens, and melon-eating people.

And when it was dawn, most of Luo Zinan's fans got up, and looking at this scene, it is estimated that they will also be guided rationally.

After all, they don't want to become stinking fans in the fan circle, and it is impossible to catch an artist and spray hard.

In that case, Luo Zinan is in the circle, and it is easy to have no friends.

And passers-by are also prone to deterioration.

Just wait for the big fans to go online, plus the backlash of passers-by, then this matter, and then whitewash, there will be more room for operation.

Wen Ling wasn't worried at all, if it weren't for not being together, he even wanted to roll a sheet with Pei Jingchen.