"Help me? Stop kidding, Martha." Jenny Jackson laughed at herself.

She calmed down gradually under the comfort of her assistant, but she didn't want to believe each other's words. She didn't know Tracy. Why should the other party help her.

Moreover, seeing this group of photos of tearing clothes, she only felt full of malice, which was an irony that she tore clothes on the Super Bowl stage. She already knew that she had done wrong. She regretted it. She apologized every day. Why tear open her scars.

"Martha, turn it off. I don't want to see this. Turn it off," Jenny said to her assistant with a cry. She bit her teeth and trembled all over. It was obvious that this group of photos had a lot of stimulation to her.

"OK, I'll close it. Don't get excited. But you have to listen to me." lest Jenny's mood continue to collapse, Martha immediately closed the page of the blog.

She returned the laptop to the little assistant standing next to her, hugged Jenny and comforted her: "don't think so much and calm yourself. Jenny, we don't care whether he is targeting you or not. Even if he is insinuating at you, can your situation be worse than now?"

"But why did he do that?"

"Listen to me, Jenny." Jenny Jackson couldn't help interrupting. Martha immediately said, "anyway, he helped us share a lot of firepower. He hasn't posted this blog for a long time. There have been more than 100000 readings, thousands of forwarding and nearly tens of thousands of comments. It has to be said that his influence is really terrible. So many people are paying attention to him."

"So much?" Jenny didn't read the forwarding and comment data of the blog carefully just now. She couldn't believe Martha's words.

In recent years, in order to keep up with the times, she often takes time to surf the Internet and blog. However, she is not very good at business, so her blog has been handed over to the team.

I usually go up and have a look, but I rarely interact with my fans. As for the data of forwarding and comments, although she doesn't care much, she also remembers the approximate data of each blog.

It's good to send hundreds of messages about some of the usual trends, which can't be compared with Tracy's attention.

"Yes, there are terrible reprints of his ordinary life trends. Besides, this article is full of topics..." Martha wanted to say that Tracy's blog might trigger an Internet Storm, but she swallowed it in order not to stimulate Jenny.

"My God! Leon, he... He..."

At this time, the little assistant next to them suddenly gave a cry of surprise, which attracted Martha's attention.

Martha's face sank and glared at her angrily. The little assistant felt her eyes and shook her body. The laptop in her hand almost didn't hold it.

"What happened again?" Martha asked in a deep voice.

"That... That..." the little assistant couldn't say anything. She turned the computer screen to Martha. "Leon... Also posted a blog with the same content..."

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In a temporary studio on the outskirts of Los Angeles, Tracy was looking at the message below her new blog, took a sip of coffee and narrowed her eyes.

His eyes can't keep up with the refresh speed. This blog on environmental protection can also be seen as fan welfare.

Just sent out less than an hour, the following message has exceeded 2000, and is approaching 3000. This data is expected by him. I believe he will be on the topic search list soon.

"Wow... Wow... The leader is in great shape. We support you."

"I'm so excited to finally see the leader's upper body. I support the leader, environmental protection and low-carbon life... When will the leader show his lower body?"

"I also want to see the lower body of the leader... If the leader sends photos of the lower body, I will immediately change clothes with less cloth to support the leader."

"You people don't understand the intention of the leader. You just make a fool of yourself here. Low-carbon environmental protection and low-carbon clothes have nothing to do with how much you wear. It's mainly the material of the clothes. Ignorance is really terrible... I have to say that the leader's body is really good."

"I just want to look at the leader silently and don't speak. But upstairs... I really can't stand it. Have you really figured out the leader's intention? Shouldn't you buy a movie ticket for drunk sleep?"

"Hahaha... + 1, please pay attention. The new film" drunken sleep "by the leader will be released on Valentine's day on February 14. Let's support it."

"I've paid attention to this film for a long time. I like comedies. Comedies starring the leader are expected..."

"Attention, big bananas and pineapples, find new situations, find new situations... Leonardo DiCaprio responded to the leader's call for environmental protection..."

"I came from Leon. Wow... Unexpectedly, I found the new world..."

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Tracy saw more and more messages about little plums. The boy was fast and interesting.

Tracy just mentioned it to these friends a few days ago. Whether he answered his call or not depends on their wishes. Unexpectedly, little plum was the first to respond to himself, and so fast.

As like as two peas, he immediately searched the little plum blog and saw the blog of the little plum, the same title as himself, but only four photos were sent out.

The clothes on the upper body of the two photos are intact, and the other two are similar to those taken by him. The T-shirts on the upper body are torn.

"Hahaha... This boy only dares to show his side... I'm so happy."

Seeing that the two photos of little plum with torn clothes only showed a side, Tracy laughed shamelessly.

Looking from the side, I can't see the abdominal muscles of little plum. He looks handsome with his chest up and abdomen down. I can only see his chest muscles up.

Tracy just glanced and understood his intention. Is this obviously avoiding the important and taking the easy? His abdominal muscles can't take it, so he counts with his chest muscles.

"Tut tut... I don't know tobe's small body, dare to show it." looking at the picture of little plum, Tracy was thinking about tobe Maguire.

No way. Who's tobe Maguire? There's nothing on him. Don't mention the six abdominal muscles. The pectorals are missing.

The boy is so thin that it's hard to practice his figure, not to mention he's lazy.

Tracy looked through the message under the little plum, then took out his cell phone and sent him a text message.

"Well done, man. But you seem to have said a word less. My movie" drunk sleep "is released on February 14."