Lin Wang rarely went home. After dinner, Lang Zhi and Lin Hanchuan, who were used to going to bed early, stayed in the living room and turned on the TV to chat with Lin Wang.

Lang Zhi held his cell phone and frowned: "I have seen a lot of messy news about you in the news, and that little studio in Chi Yuan won't talk to you."

Chi Yuan’s studio is not small anymore. Lin Wang leaned over and looked at it, and was not nervous: “I can say anything, but the left and right are fake. The studio controls public opinion. Don’t look at it, but if you look at it, it will also affect your mood.”

"What did you say?" Lin Hanchuan asked.

"Xiao Wang posted a photo. I think it was very good. It was much better than those who were previously obsessed with ghosts," Lang Zhi's eyes were a little giddy, and he took the phone far away. "Sending a photo also made them mess with it. Tell our son not to get involved. What's the edge? Who's the popularity?"

Lin Wan blocked Lang Zhi's cell phone and wanted to laugh: "Mom, mom, stop watching. I was really obsessed with the Japanese before, and I had a bad reputation. When I performed well in the future, they would get used to it after scolding them a few times."

"Then I can't say that to you." Lang Zhi discounted his impression of Chi Yuan's studio. She had to come forward to protect her employees when they were embarrassed by her own hotel. Her son was scolded like this because he accompanied Chi Yuan to attend events, and he didn't see anything that studio did.

Lin Hanchuan's opinion is different from his wife, and advised Lang Zhi: "Why do men do so spoiled? After all, outsiders' evaluation is outsiders. Just know what kind of person he is."

Lin Wang nodded and smiled open-mindedly: "Dad is right, and I am not affected by it."

I really don’t mind. When I couldn’t pay off my debts in the early years, I was blocking my doorstep every day, and it was lighter if I didn’t get beaten.

Once, on Qingming Festival, Lin Wang had someone beaten up in front of his parents' grave, and even threw the ugly words of cursing and cursing at him. He was bruised and swollen when he visited the grave. Lin Wang cried seriously. Later, he felt that he was crying. He didn't cry yet. He said that he had paid back the money.

I stand up hard every year, and smoke when I feel uncomfortable. When I am really frustrated, I go to the cemetery to talk to my parents. No matter how fragile the heart is, it has become steel.

Now these criticisms on the Internet are nothing to Lin Wang, and what they say is nothing. To put it in an exaggeration, Lin Wang and this generation of star-chasing children are a little out of track. He doesn't understand what it means.

Before lying on the bed and preparing to go to bed, Lin Wang flipped through Weibo.

The photo he took corresponds to Xu Wenyang's words, "Posted on Weibo will definitely increase fans." Since yesterday, Lin Wang's Weibo fans have increased from just over 300,000 to 370,000, and his comments and reposts have also been booming.

The content is similar to before, saying that Lin Wang rubbed Chi Yuan hard and sucked Chi Yuan blood, cursed him to penetrate the center of the earth, took a photo and pose... and there were a lot of ugly photos of Lin Wang, with large insulting red characters on it, and a few of them were pseuded into black and white photos.

One or two comments from real Lin Wang fans, "Brother is handsome again!", "Are you doing exercise?", are all submerged below more than twenty.

After reading it, Lin Wang liked these two real fans, but without thinking too much, he put down his phone and went to bed.

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"I really don't need me to accompany you?" Jiang Lanxin stood at the door of the villa, with Chi Yuan looking indifferent.

"No, go back." Chi Yuan said.

Jiang Lanxin looked at the dark villa and emphasized: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival."

Chi Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Yeah, go back."

"I'm so anxious that I'll drive your mother away. I don't know if I thought Lin Wang would come back tonight," Jiang Lanxin tightened the collar of her coat and told me worriedly, "If you really want to have a good relationship, you'll be nice to Lin Wang. If you're one year older than you, give in to you, don't give some sunshine and bloom."

Chi Yuan didn't nod or shook his head. Jiang Lanxin didn't know him anymore. This was completely disagreeing with her words, and she didn't know which sentence she disagrees. Jiang Lanxin said: "Or else continue taking medicine."

Chi Yuan raised his chin and asked the driver to open the door.

Jiang Lanxin touched his hair, turned around and got into the car and said, "Let's go."

Chi Yuan watched Jiang Lanxin's car drive away and closed the door until he could not see it.

There is a switch at the entrance of the living room. If you press it, the sensor lights in the entire villa will fail. Chi Yuan did not hesitate after entering the door and pressed it directly.

He didn't go to the bedroom, but he lay on the sofa on the first floor, covered with the coat that Lin Wang had covered him in the morning.

Chi Yuan, the curtain that Lin Wang pulled up when he left, didn't move all day. Now the entire villa is completely in darkness, making people breathless.

Chi Yuan pulled the corner of his coat and covered it up. Like Jiang Lanxin, his five senses were naturally more sensitive than ordinary people, and he could feel many details that others did not notice.

Lin Wang had a clean and refreshing smell on his body, which was very light. He had to describe it, it was a bit like the smell of dew that he smelled when he opened the door in the morning. Chi Yuan could only smell it when he was very close.

He likes it.

When the phone rang, Chi Yuan answered quickly and didn't even look at the caller ID.

"Chi Yuan, the studio is already controlling the popularity. Someone maliciously bought a marketing account Hei Linwang. Otherwise, no matter how bad his popularity is, he wouldn't be so big," Yu Qi also had a child crying. Obviously, he was forced to start working at home for the holidays. "I'm also careless. Who wouldn't be jealous when he holds your thigh... Don't worry, you don't need to take action, you can control it immediately."

After some words were inconsistent, Chi Yuan understood it and sneered at him: "What have you done long ago?"

Yu Qi was also very distressed. How could he have thought that Lin Wang posted a photo in the backstage? Tonight, the black fans suddenly retaliated.

Lin Wang used to take advantage of the popularity and attract countless fans, and the pace of marketing accounts was in line with the trend. These people were like organizing.

The studio made an emergency analysis and Chi Yuan's fans accounted for the least proportion of those who scolded Lin Wang.

Since his debut, Chi Yuan has been used to doing things and always does whatever he says and does whatever he wants. In the past two years, he has been lazy and doesn't like to participate in event interviews. In the early years, Chi Yuan's mouth will inevitably be bloody as long as it opens. Even the reporters who interviewed publicly stated, "I'm afraid that I won't dare to report after he says it."

Yu Qi still remembers that when the reporter asked "Would you like to have an early love" when he was just fifteen years old when he asked "Will you fall in love early?" Chi Yuan had a tender face and looked at the camera with a smile and said, "If you have the chance, talk, otherwise what will you write about the news?"

This sentence instantly hit the hot search number one #Chi Yuan      Early Love#, which brought some shock to Yu Qi, who had just joined the agent industry, and almost ruined his just-star career.

Fortunately, Chi Yuan is a real powerful person, and it seems natural to him no matter what he spits out. His actual results are there, and his popularity is so good that he is so popular that he seems unsure if he wants to be evil.

Fans have developed an extremely calm quality and a Buddhist mentality. Ten years of training have left them with the only requirements for Chi Yuan to abide by laws and release new albums.

As for whom he has a good relationship with and who he has a bad relationship with, Chi Yuan is not a three-year-old child. His fans don’t think they can control it, and most of them are passers-by fans.

Yu Qi comforted Chi Yuan: "The heat doesn't go down instantly. It's almost done tomorrow. You go to bed first, and I'll talk to Lin Wang again."

Before hanging up the phone, he couldn't help but emphasize: "It's not a big deal. No matter how bad Lin Wanglu is, he is still a little mischievous and he doesn't make a big fuss. Don't worry."

Chi Yuan said "um" and his voice was a little sleepy. Yu Qi felt relieved after hearing this, and said as if he was coaxing the child: "Go to sleep, ah."

"Is it disgusting?" Chi Yuan yawned lazily and hung up.

On Weibo, Chi Yuan Studio did not issue any statement. The marketing account raised by the studio began to control public opinion. It posted a Weibo that implied the relationship between the two, and listed some specious evidence, which squeezed the space of black fans bit by bit.

At this speed, one day the topics in the square will be suppressed.

Chi Yuan held his chin and held his cell phone in one hand, browsing from the first Weibo comment section to the last one.

"Can you stay away from my husband if you disgusting? I'm almost vomiting."

"Passes feel disgusted by seeing it. Big mother Ling Lin Wang, I* your whole family."

"No, I, a passerby, think the shot is pretty good. I'm still a mother. What do you all look like?"

"Fans are less pretending to be passers-by, go back and steam and clean your butts for you | go and go"

"This is the big financial backer on the list, even Chi Yuan has to cooperate."

"Is it possible? I mean, maybe, Chi Yuan is the financial owner..."

"Don't get blood sugar upstairs, thank you, it's already."

...

Chi Yuan's face turned out as usual. Yu Qi sent a work progress on WeChat and told him in a mess that the popularity would soon decline, and Lin Wang had no objection.

Chi Yuan drooped his eyes, and there was no movement in the chat box of the "Brother" at the top.

A dull "tick" sound was made on the screen of the phone. A minute later, Chi Yuan quit Weibo, opened WeChat, and sent a voice message to Lin Wang.

In the North City, hundreds of kilometers away, Lin Wang saw Chi Yuan’s news as soon as he dropped Yu Qi’s phone call.

He clicked, Chi Yuan's voice was low, and he was a little lonely and seductive in the too quiet bedroom.

[Chi Yuan: Brother, I can't sleep]

Lin Wang couldn't help laughing, leaned on the pillow and replied to Chi Yuan's message. After coaxing him, he also sent a voice message.

[Lin Wang: It's time to go to bed, ah]

[Chi Yuan: Yes]

[Chi Yuan: Brother, don’t answer Yu Qi’s phone call]

Lin Wang was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant, and the phone rang immediately, and the caller ID was "Yu Qi".

This is very subtle. Lin Wang made a circle on the screen with his fingertips, but he didn't answer.

Thinking of Yu Qi's phone call that the best response is to say that the studio does not respond, Lin Wangfu was in his heart and opened Weibo again.

The first keyword in hot search - #Chi Yuan   Lin Wang#.

Lin Wang's eyebrows thumped, realized the seriousness of the matter, and clicked in.

Chi Yuan just went on a big account and liked the Weibo post that Lin Wang was occupied by black fans. This was not enough, so he even forwarded it.

@Chi Yuan: Brother, when will I go home //@Lin Wang: Good evening.

"Damn..." Lin Wang stared at the screen for a while and didn't move his fingers. After a while, he touched his ear with one hand, and shook his head while laughing, "This is a mess."

As the undefeated king of traffic topics in the entertainment industry, Chi Yuan reposted the comments below this Weibo exceeded 10,000 in just a minute. Lin Wang saw the shocked comments of the first passerby at a glance.

@口用线: Damn, Chi Yuan didn’t wake up in the middle of the night? Why did he still get his blood sugar?

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