Chapter Seventy-Seven: Human Flesh They?
"Sister Nihuang, it's not good." An assistant came and said.
"Who is it?" Nihuang closed her eyes, she couldn't cry anymore, she had been numb from receiving the news of her murder in the past few days.
"It's you, the message from above, saying that you want to be blocked." The assistant hesitated.
"It's fine." Nihuang didn't have much heart to go on his acting career anymore, and it was expected that he would be banned after such a big turmoil.
"But Sister Nihuang, it's obviously not your fault." The assistant said a little unwillingly, it was Qi Xia who killed others, not Nihuang, why did the real murderer get away with it, and innocent people have to pay for it? This society is really unfair.
"And Sister Nihuang, I, I want to resign." The little assistant also whispered, he didn't dare to look at Nihuang, these days, he was also scared, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Qi Xia was taking revenge on Nihuang, and it was uncertain whether the fans would tear them up again after tearing them up, not to mention, Nihuang's interpretation road was about to go to the end, why didn't he find a more promising star to take refuge.
"You are too much, Xiao Li, Sister Nihuang is so good to us, how can you be like this."
"Xiaoli, it's okay, take the salary." Nihuang shook her head and smiled reluctantly.
"Sister Nihuang." Assistant Xiaoli stomped her foot, indicating that she was not convinced.
"Xiaoli, you go out first, let me stay alone." Nihuang smiled bitterly.
As soon as the news of Nihuang's ban came out, the phoenixes exploded, why?
The murderer is not Nihuang, why should Nihuang be responsible for this behavior? They were not convinced.
Nihuang has been popular all over the world over the years, there are fans all over the world, and there are many people who have lost their fans in time, and there are countless fans, they really like Nihuang's works, scripts, and acting skills, they are the most capable actresses in the film and television industry now, and they have never disappointed the audience.
For the future of their idols, the phoenixes are swiping the screen and cursing day and night under the Huaxinhua Weibo, and expressing their anger under the official Weibo above, which can be said to be the grand occasion of tearing B in the history of the entertainment industry.
Jing Ruhua flipped through Weibo, watching the rampant brain-dead fans almost blow up Weibo, and watched a few popular ones, excerpts are as follows:
---Why don't you die, die, die, die,,,,,
--- do you know that because of you, we have lost a good actor? People like you who are slow in negative energy also deserve to be scolded.
---- really hate you! Like me and let her see it.
---- Qixia is in my hand, praise it, I'll stab it.
Jing Ruhua flipped through a few articles, all of them were similar to this, even more vicious, and she was not interested in flipping down, besides, the comments below were tens of millions, where did she see it, she probably knew what they meant, and Jing Ruhua put down her phone.
"Can you find their addresses?" Jing Ruhua said to the system.
"Host, are you trying to flesh me?" The system understood and said.
"Hmm." Jing Ruhua looked at the steady stream of comments, as well as the hatred value that rose all the time on the attribute board, and nodded.
"Of course, it's still very simple for the system." The system said happily, and began to sort out the data in Jing Ruhua's brain, and after a while, the specific addresses of almost all people were sorted out, and Jing Ruhua could see who was who as long as he swept it.
None of those anonymous netizens would have thought that one day, they would also cause great disasters on the Internet with casual speech.