Meng Wanyi had some colds because of the rain that day, and she took medicine intermittently for a few days, but it didn't get better, but it became more serious.

When she got home last night, she felt that her head was about to explode, so she didn't eat and went to bed with the quilt rolled up early.

In the morning, she was woken up by a ringtone, Meng Wanyi fumbled with her mobile phone under the pillow in a daze, "Hey? ”

Assistant Xiaoyuan, "Sister Wanyi, you just woke up?" ”

"Well, what's wrong?"

Madoka: "Harm, I saw that your face was very bad yesterday, so I wanted to ask you if you were still uncomfortable today, if you would like to take a leave of absence and rest before coming back." ”

Meng Wanyi rolled over, "It's okay, I can hold on." ”

After speaking, Meng Wanyi sat up, let go for a while, then put on his slippers and walked to the bathroom to wash.

Xiaoyuan listened to Meng Wanyi's tone of voice, and she wasn't sure if Meng Wanyi had read those words on Weibo.

But she was really worried, so she had to use blunt words.

"Sister Wanyi, what time did you go to bed yesterday, did you brush Weibo before going to bed?"

Meng Wanyi will sober up a little, inexplicably, she feels that Xiaoyuan is a little weird.

"Do you have something to tell me, I slept before eight o'clock last night, why did I miss any big melons?"

Madoka replied silently in her heart over there: It's not just a big melon, the hero of the shocking melon is still you.

"Harm is not ....... "Xiaoyuan didn't know how to play a round with Meng Wanyi for a while, she has always been straightforward, and she is not very good at talking around the bend, so she held it for a long time, and finally she persuaded hard.

"Anyway, you'd better take a leave of absence today, and don't come to the company for a break."

Meng Wanyi subconsciously refused, "No, there is a customer order to be taken at ten o'clock, and the models have made an appointment." ”

Madoka looked at the crowded people at the door, and thought to herself, it's impossible to say if the studio can be open normally today.

At the moment when Xiaoyuan was silent, Meng Wanyi had already opened Weibo.

A big red pop instantly caught her eye.

She pursed her lips and clicked in, and the more she turned to the back, the worse her face became.

After a night of fermentation, the heat became bigger and bigger like a snowball, and her personal account was flooded with all kinds of scolding voices.

Foul language, curses and abuse, many of which greeted her family, made her eyes red.

Xiao Yuan noticed that Meng Wanyi's silence was a little too long, and knew that Meng Wanyi should still see it.

She comforted anxiously, "Sister Wanyi, don't look at those words, I believe you are not such a person." ”

"Thank you, Madoka."

After speaking, Meng Wanyi hung up the phone.

Then another number came in, and it was an unfamiliar number.

Meng Wanyi just said, "Hey." ”

The other party greeted her ancestors for the eighteenth generation, and scolded her for being vicious, her heart is smaller than the eye of a needle, and the wicked will eventually have evil retribution, and she said it very messily, but most of them were abusive words.

Meng Wanyi hung up the phone expressionlessly, and then found that a lot of information was pouring in text messages and WeChat, and she didn't click on it to check.

Instead, continue to open those interfaces that you browsed earlier.

The third item that swiped down was her personal information, which was ripped upside down.

Only Shen Tingzhou's person was changed to a certain gold owner.

Every Weibo related to her is very popular.

There are more than 100,000 people commenting, including Ye Tian's fans, and there are water armies that guide public opinion.

There are also so-called unrelated people who hold high the banner of justice.

These people have exalted themselves on the moral high ground, and their heads seem to shine with holy light.

It seems to be holding the sword of justice in his hand, and he is wantonly carnivaling in this public opinion.

Some of them are Ye Tian's brainless fans at first glance, attacking and abusing her and her family indiscriminately,

even turned her pictures into black-and-white photos and wreaths, and denounced her hoarsely for her idols one by one.

There is also a wave of people, pretending to be passers-by and acquaintances of themselves, who are wantonly fabricating facts.

Meng Wanyi looked at the highly praised comment coldly, watching those bullies shamelessly disguise themselves as victims,

pinched off what they had done to her, and put their own names on their heads.

Looking at those who may have never met their mother, but can shape her into a courtesan who has been played badly.

And their own fathers, without even knowing their names, can fabricate careers and stories that contradict the facts at will.

In the storm, she was even more nailed to the pillar of shame for them to spit on and for them to vent.

She extinguished her phone, clenched her fingers, walked briskly to her desk, and turned it on.

At the same time, Xiao Qinghan's phone also called, "Wanyi, are you okay, what can I do for you here?" ”

"Don't you ask me if I've ever done anything like that to Ye Tian?"

Xiao Qinghan: "Even if you do it, then you have your reasons, I believe in you, not to mention, with my understanding of you, you have a grudge to report it on the spot." ”

This is the only firm support that Meng Wanyi has received today, and she is a little moved.

She slid the mouse to continue to look at the Weibo interface, and then she saw that Xiao Qinghan actually used her Weibo large number to tear it up.

In a few floors where he was jumping particularly cheerfully, claiming to be his high school classmates, he replied.

[Oh, it just so happens that I'm also her high school classmate, I haven't heard what you said, why don't you come up with a big name, and let's catch up? ] 】

Xiao Qinghan's rise soon became the target of fire.

But he didn't care, and even got into trouble with people.

Meng Wanyi said gratefully: "It's okay, you've done enough, you still have to work hard, I saw your new comment." ”

Xiao Qinghan coughed lightly, as if he was a little embarrassed, "When you need me, call me at any time, I'm here." ”

"I can fix it."

As soon as Shen Tingzhou saw the hot search in the morning, he contacted the professional team to discuss the solution.

At the same time, the post was deleted at the same time, but this behavior seemed to cause public outrage, but caused a greater backlash.

Coincidentally, when Shen Tingzhou was looking for the hotel to ask for the video recording, he was told that it was deleted by mistake by the staff, and it would take a certain amount of time for the video to be restored.

Shen Tingzhou's eyes narrowed when he heard this, "Accidentally deleted it by mistake?" ”

The hotel manager wiped his sweat, "Yes. ”

"What about the people who deleted it by mistake?"

Hotel manager: "I've been fired." ”

"So coincidentally?"

By the time the hotel manager left, his shirt was all wet.

Shen Tingzhou sat on the sofa, holding the coffee table for a while.

He wanted to check, and there was no more.

Such a coincidence.

There were more and more suspicious points, and he anxiously took turns to call Meng Wanyi on his mobile phone, but he couldn't get through.

So he allocated it to Lin Zhizhi.

"What's going on online?"

Lin Zhizhi: "I only saw the news this morning, and I don't know where she went, I'm a little worried about her." ”

Shen Tingzhou hung up the phone with a calm face.