Chapter 640

Ning Su looked at those negative comments and his eyes were red with anger. He spent hundreds of thousands, but that's not what he wanted to see! Ning Su picked up his mobile phone and pretended to be a passer-by to reply to those comments - "there's nothing important recently. Isn't it normal to search more than a dozen comments? If you have the ability, you'll have a hot search. "“ His face is natural. Where does it look like it's been corrected? Don't look at other people looking handsome. Opening your mouth is cosmetic surgery, okay? "“ He hasn't sung yet. You are Li Xing entertainment. Please come to his black powder? "“ Where are gong xi's fans? Everyone is so black about him that we should be consistent with the outside world! " Ning Su waited for his fans to speak for him after sending a reply. After waiting for two minutes, he did see that the system kept displaying "you have new comments", and the mobile phone was shaking and falling off the table. It must be his fans who spoke for him! After all, his popularity on this program is not low, and almost goes hand in hand with the two hot stars of Li Xing entertainment. Ning Su happily entered the comment and saw only - "ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Ning Su's face was confused. what are you laughing at? What's so funny about his sincere reply? Ning Su continued to turn down, only to see - "it's the first time I've seen a star turn up and wash his own white. Has gong xi's brain been eaten by zombies?"“ It's understandable that he was on the wrong number. He thought his trumpet would help him speak, but it's really funny! "“ The first joke of the year, artists open a large number to help themselves trumpet. " Ning Su's expression instantly solidified on his face. He... Didn't he just post his own microblog trumpet? Ning Su was so scared that his hands were sweating. He trembled and pointed into his comment. His ID showed impressively: gong xi, the player on the night of the group. Not his trumpet: wsns2000. For a moment, Ning Su's heart stopped. How could he... Use his big size to pretend to be a fan to speak for himself?? finished! It's really over this time! He became a joke, a complete joke! The system keeps showing "you have new comments". But Ning Su didn't even have the courage to comment. Just when he doubted his life, a mobile phone called in. Caller ID: Si Qianmu. Ning Su shivered all over and the cold sweat on his forehead dripped down. Si Qianmu must know... Ning Su took several deep breaths before he had the courage to connect. He thought that when the phone was connected, Si Qianmu would scold him. As a result, Si Qianmu just said six words coldly: "come to my office." With that, Si Qianmu cut off the phone directly. This kind of Si Qianmu made Ning Su more afraid. He put down his mobile phone shakily, as if his soul had been drained. After a long time, he came back and went out armed to find Si Qianmu. But as soon as he walked out of the gate of the contestant's dormitory on the night of the group, he was surrounded by a group of reporters who had long been squatting here“ Gong xi, what's going on on on the microblog? Do you put on the wrong number and wash yourself white? "“ Why did you do that? "“ What do you think of this incident? "“ What's your mood now? " Ning Su has never dealt with such a situation. He just wants to find a jumping seam to drill in. For the second time in his life, except that he was wronged by Xia Li and Monica, he had never been so embarrassed and flustered