"It's just polluting the environment for such people to stay in the floating life! Everyone who has a family should be careful not to be dug into the corner!"

When Wen Xiao saw this post, his replies had reached thousands.

Countless passers-by who didn't know the truth shouted to let her get out of the floating life. Even in the game, they threatened her by sending all kinds of mail. What's more, they chased her directly in the wild.

Among them, women play home more.

Can such pale crusading remarks stir up such a big wave?

In the final analysis, it's just people's bad nature.

Just like a girl with school grass, even if she doesn't do anything, she will be deeply hated.

The girl's biggest fault is that she gets what others dream of.

Wen Xiao looked at the people who spit evil words on the forum with deep eyes, and there was no waves in his heart.

"I've seen a lot of people who can hook up with the Western God today and the Eastern god and the northern God tomorrow."

"Bitches happen every year. What a common thing. Men are blind and deserve to be cheated."

"I despise these people who rely on their face and body. They don't respect themselves or love themselves. The way of heaven is good reincarnation. I'm waiting to see what happens to her!"

"This kind of people live to pollute the air. Does anyone send me some" gifts "to teach her to be a man!"

Wen Xiao turned off the forum without expression and opened the website of the event organizer's voting.

Not surprisingly, his works have been occupied by countless abuse, and the number of votes has plummeted, even falling to more than a dozen.

Several male players who felt something was wrong said a few words, which were said by crazy attackers as "water army", "Lust fan's heart", "is she old-fashioned"

And so on.

The malice in the heart of the people is magnified infinitely on the virtual platform. Everyone is venting their negative emotions. Everyone feels that they are the messenger of justice and are eliminating harm for the people

If you are just an ordinary 17-year-old girl, what kind of mood should you feel at the moment?

Wen Xiaomo silently opened the forum again and quietly knocked down a line of words.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Wen Erya."

"I don't want to comment on some groundless slander. I just say the facts."

"First, I bought the orange suit myself. This is a screenshot of the trading records of the exchange. [picture]"

"Second, about the dispute between me and Qian Xinyuan: Qian Xinyuan plagiarized my design two weeks ago and put it online first."

"The following pictures are my draft, line draft, change drawing, coloring and finished drawing, including the chat record of asking someone to make clothes, which was fixed a long time ago.

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"The pattern on the hem of this dress is linked by the flower writing of the English letter W, and the pattern on the cuff is evolved from the flower writing of the letter X. The design inspiration of the dress comes from the wedding dress that can be worn on the beach, so the design style is luxurious but not cumbersome."

"In addition, I'm not a popular anchor. As for cosmetic surgery, I'm sorry. I'm born beautiful. You can't envy me."

"Who sent this post? People with clear eyes should have seen it. I didn't speak before not because of my guilty heart, but because I didn't care about a group of barking dogs."

"But then I thought, I'm not happy. Why should I make you happy?"

"Don't forget, the forum is a real name system. My lawyer's letter has been held in my hand. If there is no accident, Miss Qian Xinyuan should have received one. If you want the other lawyer's letters, I won't be stingy."