Chapter 81

Tang Jun and Chen Ziqi posted the recording on the V blog with the text: a few months ago, Kuang fan held an activity in Jiangcheng. A friend and I saved money for a long time to go to Jiangcheng, but we heard this and hoped to give a fair explanation.

It was only their friends who first found this recording.

[Anli fat cat [forward V Bo]: I've always disliked Kuang fan. Now... [what else can I say? Smile] [smile]]

[silently [forward V blog]: Ziqi [hug] it's okay if she doesn't cry!]

[I'm too cute 2333 [forward V Bo]: Ziqi doesn't cry. I'll ask my classmates and friends to help turn it around and send the recording to hot search! We'll help you push it up and give everyone justice!]

[Guoli 123 [forward V Bo]: Kuang fan [knife] give me an explanation, don't say I won't give you a chance!]

Chen Ziqi hugged Tang Jun and leaned her head on her shoulder. "The recording... Has been released... Kuang fan..."

Tang Jun hugs her back and says nothing. Both of them know that this recording will determine the rest of Kuang fan's life!

……

The next day, this recording was widely spread and topped with a hot search.

[I see the wrong person @ Kuang fan v [goodbye]]

[hehe, this V blogger is my fan fan's black ~ hehe, who knows whether this recording is true or false?! anyway, I don't believe [smile] and ah, it's true to fake. This is too fake. Who can believe it?]

[your circle is really chaotic. It's very busy recently [watching the play] small bench, front row watching the play!]

[my fan fan has always been serious in acting and doing everything well. When you record, tell me that this is my fan fan?! anyway, I don't believe it! You are jealous, you are uncomfortable!]

[ask technicians to identify the authenticity of the recording! Wait silently for the results. If it is identified to be false, landlord, you will wait for the baby to spray you!]

[ask technicians to verify the authenticity of the recording! I only want the truth! I only believe in the truth!]

[what's the matter? After fan fan fan broke the news about the dark scene of gone with the wind, did someone want to jump out and black him? Anyway, the baby doesn't believe it! It's obvious to retaliate, okay? Black, please have a little brain, okay?]

……

Chen Ziqi looked at a large area of Kuang fan brain powder under her V blog and greeted the comments of her ancestors' 18th generation. She was so angry that she burst out on the spot: "I'll go! MMD, this group of brain powder! Believe it or not, you fucking brain powder!"

"Don't they want to identify?! labor and capital wait for them to identify and see if the identification results come out. What else do they say?!"

"Too angry?! why didn't you find so much brain powder in Kuang fan before?"

Chen Ziqi scolded all morning and finally calmed down. Yes, everything needs a process of adaptation.

……

"Kuang fan!!!" brother Liu frowned. "The recording company will spend money to help you down. In the future... You can do it yourself."

"Brother Liu, I understand. It's not an example. It's not an example." Kuang fan waved his hand and nodded in response.

"Don't respond and don't worry about it. Leave everything to the company's public relations. In a word, don't worry about anything!" brother Liu ordered again and turned to be busy.

"OK, I see! Please bother"

……

Senior three classroom.

The head teacher stood on the podium and looked at Shu Cheng who appeared in class for two consecutive days. Seeing the rumors on the Internet, she felt very distressed for this handsome and smart child.

A teenager whose parents have just died has to act for money and experience language violence on the Internet. Now he still doesn't forget to study and rush back to school. He also has to suffer from the different eyes of his classmates. This is the first time that the head teacher feels so uncomfortable for Shu Cheng.

If Shu Cheng knew the head teacher's idea, he might not be able to stand up with a smile... Teacher, you really think too much... But to tell the truth, Shu Cheng will thank the teacher. After all, there are really few things he can really think of for himself.

At this time, Shu Chengduan sat upright in his seat, his left hand on the desk, his right hand turned the pen, and his dark eyes stared at the books on the table. His focus was really fascinating!

The little boy stared at the mobile phone hidden between Shu Cheng's two books.

Shu Cheng raised his head, squinted slightly at the little boy, a grimace, his index finger against his lips: "Shh -"