Let's not talk about how netizens reacted, after seeing the secret of Nihuang Weibo clearly, people with fast hands quickly took the lead in logging in.

"Damn, it's real, I can really get on it." A boy in a school uniform in the Internet café couldn't help but be rude, he skipped class and came out to play a game, and before playing the game, he habitually logged in to Weibo to see the revelations and gossip drawn by Huaxin, these days he didn't even play the game just to guard the gossip, and when he saw the password in the video, he immediately reacted and tried to board it.

"Oh my God, Lord Flowey really didn't lie, it was really plagiarized." The boy reacted and quickly took a screenshot to take a photo, but before he could take a few photos, he was already squeezed offline, prompting someone to log in elsewhere.

The boy who saved the screenshot hurriedly opened his Weibo, posted the picture and attached nine screenshots, one is his own account, one is his account in the background of Nihuang Weibo, and the others are all information in the mailbox.

"It seems that there are a lot of fans this time." The boy smirked.

In half an hour, Weibo was crowded, the reason is that Nihuang's Weibo can really be logged in, and many netizens successfully logged in and quickly took screenshots.

Songhua looked at the crowded Weibo, smiled and sent a warm reminder.

There is a super hacker in the system, and the owner does not agree with her to change the password, so no one can change it, and it cannot be deleted.

"Sister Nihuang has a big accident." Nihuang's assistant ran over with a sad face.

"Alas, why can't I log in to my Weibo, Xiaoli, come and take a look." Nihuang habitually clicked on Weibo and was ready to post today's news to interact with fans, but I didn't expect to be able to log in.

"Sister Nihuang, that's what I want to say, you see, something big has happened." Assistant Xiaoli took herself as a mobile phone and clicked on Weibo, and then clicked on the Weibo drawn by Huaxin and flipped it out for her to see.

Nihuang took the phone, and the more she looked at her expression, the more solemn she became, her Weibo password was exploded? What's going on in the mailbox? She remembers that they were all blessing emails, which were sent to her by someone four years ago, and she remembered that she deleted them casually after reading them, what are these things about, and the content is exactly the same as the plot she knew in her previous life, some of them are even clearer than she remembers, and there are many scripts that she is meditating on and preparing to write, holding the assistant's mobile phone, Nihuang looked at the screenshots of various netizens on the Weibo painted by Huaxin with a calm face, and some private messages and ** have been screenshotted.

The depth of the water in the entertainment industry is not generally understood, Nihuang is in the entertainment industry, and Xiao Erfan is there in time, but she is in the entertainment industry, it is impossible to remain pure and colorless in this big dye vat, Xiao Erfan can solve all the difficulties for her, that comes from the pressure from the international media and other countries, can Xiao Erfan always protect her? Xiao Erfan is a businessman, no matter how rich he is in time, it may not be feasible in this relationship society, in fact, Nihuang is a very clear artist, but in the eyes of the general public who don't know the depths, these are all black spots, what is the hype of the artists under the Red Nihuang Company, as well as various interests poaching, etc., are normal things in the entertainment industry, and they are all stains in the eyes of the people.

In one video, a student-like child holds a knife against his wrist and looks at the camera.

Not only this one fan, but more and more student fans and ashes fans with extremely poor tolerance are forced to die, begging Nihuang to tell them the truth, how can the idol they believe in be so unbearable.

Nihuang was really forced to the forefront this time, if she didn't turn the tide this time, she would fall from the altar and fall to her death.