Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Chapter 79
Compared with the public opinion on the Internet, Wen Yang should eat and drink.

Not affected at all.

It wasn't all because she saw from Jiang Lao's face palace that the fate of the two was more than that, and she really had nothing to worry about her young acting skills as a newcomer.

Work hard, leave the rest to God.

But Jiang Ci didn't think so.

When I woke up in the morning, I saw that the little fairy was behind in the number of votes, and I was so angry that I turned red.

He was worried that Wen Yang would be frustrated, so his first thought was to open WeChat to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, little fairy, with the presence of Buddha, you won't lose the election."

Feng's consortium is the biggest investor in "Peach Blossom", no matter what the outcome is, it's not up to the Buddha himself?
What if the big deal is to let the little fairy be crowned with the title of "bringing money into the group"?

Buddha's woman, what's wrong with her background?Just to let those stupid women who don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth understand the situation clearly - not everyone can mess with his little fairy!

But Wen Yang didn't agree with his words.

The production team deliberately asked the publicity team to stir up enough topics on the Internet, and strived to be "fair and just". At this time, when the end was drawing to a close, if the vote list was selected based on passersby's one-person-one-vote, she would cut it rashly.

But loss is inevitable.

The remuneration for this drama is the starting capital for the opening of her new store!
And Mrs. Jiang's biggest wish is to see "Yunzheng" with her own eyes, and the clue of her ghost tears is still on Mrs. Jiang!
Although getting it is inevitable, Wen Yang doesn't like to owe favors.

It was close to noon, and Feng Lingche, who hadn't been in her room for two nights, came back.

The maids stood in a row, looking devoutly as if they regarded the man in the middle as a god.

Wen Yang leaned against the handrail on the second floor, glanced at the man who was a bit noble and cold even in his bones, turned around and went back to the room.

Now she doesn't want to see him.

Feng Lingche felt the warm breath disappear, looked up at the place where Wen Yang disappeared, and frowned slightly.

"You two... are you having a fight?"

The sharp-eyed Chen Yan immediately saw that something was wrong with Wen Yang, "Why do you feel that you are looking at Buddha like you are looking at a scumbag?"

"Is there?" Wen Yang lay back on the bed and turned over, his eyes fell on the birds leaning on each other outside the window, and his tone was flat, "What does it have to do with me whether he comes back or not?"

"Could it be that you are..." Zhou Hefu thought to himself, "Because you saw through Lin Yan's thoughts on your Buddha, are you jealous?"

Otherwise, how to explain Wen Yang's behavior of locking the door behind him after he finished shopping in the supermarket that day?

Wen Yang casually flicked one of the birds to another city. Hearing this, he immediately turned his head and looked at Zhou He strangely, "Why are you jealous?"

Zhou He's expression paused slightly, and he was a little speechless for a while.

The young couple in love has been arguing for a long time, and this one doesn't even know what it means to be jealous?

She suddenly complained silently for Feng Lingche who had been guarding the door for two nights.

"Jealous... probably because seeing others coveting the man you love makes you feel sore, you don't know how to eat, and you can't sleep at night?"

Wen Yang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, "Then I'm not jealous."

She slept soundly and ate snacks very well, not at all what Zhou He said.

Zhou He looked at the ignorant, idiot beauty who was about to write the word "sour" in capital letters on her face, and resisted the desire to expose her.

Suddenly remembering the ticket list that I swiped on my mobile phone when I woke up this morning, I was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

Needless to say, everyone knew who it was. After Zhou He and Chen Yan disappeared holding hands, Wen Yang sat up, hugged his knees and said calmly, "Let's talk at the door if you have anything to do."

Feng Lingche outside the door could hear that she was still angry, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and he said in a soft voice, "Orange juice is here, do you want a drink?"

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the door was slammed open.

Today Wen Yang didn't wear the white cheongsam of the past, but it was also a lady's lavender dress. The unique waist design made the already slender waist even more slender.

Feng Lingche's eyes darkened as he watched, remembering that night when she trembled slightly under her body with snow-white skin, her Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

There are countless beauties in the shopping mall, and he didn't know how many wealthy daughters put down their bodies and wanted to climb into his bed. He only felt irritable and nauseated.

I didn't expect that after years of abstinence, there would be a day when I would lose control when I saw someone.

Feng Lingche suppressed his agitation, unscrewed the cap of the orange juice bottle and handed it to her.

"Don't worry about voting." He said in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse, but still pleasant to hear, "The real-time data analysis table has been published on the Internet, which is enough to prove that Liu Qingxian's agency voted for her."

"Swipe the ticket?" Wen Yang finally looked over, his eyes a little unpredictable.

It turns out that the world can also make lies.

Thinking of the unfriendly agent standing beside Liu Qingxian, she smiled.

"Then, Liu Qingxian owes me a favor."

In just 12 hours, the popularity was unprecedentedly high, and the officials were very good at making troubles. Not only did they take this opportunity to increase the exposure rate of "Peach Blossoms", but they also made a lot of hot searches.

Seeing that the words #云颖飞柳青贴不配# were listed in the top five topics, another trending topic came quietly like a runaway black horse!

#Sheng Qiao Entertainment Swipe Tickets#
When netizens click on the page, the first thing they see is a data analysis chart with green lines on a black background.

It clearly marked the real-time voting data of the two female second candidates in each time period.

Wen Yang, who originally led by 73 votes, was overtaken by Liu Qingxian, who was soaring at rocket speed, in less than 10 minutes of the voting.

In the end, it fell behind by 40 places.

Although the background did not detect the suspicion of malicious swiping of tickets by the trumpet zombie account.

But the next piece of the analysis chart is the chat history of Annie's real-name purchase and swiping ticket and the screenshot of the corporate transfer.

This wave of divine manipulation far exceeded Wen Yang's imagination.

"How did you get here?" She looked at Feng Lingche in surprise.

Seeing the amazement in his wife's eyes, Feng Lingche felt a little joy in his heart. He took Wen Yang's soft and boneless hand, and said with a smile on his face, "The ticketing company that Annie is looking for happens to be Feng Lingche. An industry under his banner."

As early as when Annie contacted the company, the people under her saw that she was a woman protected by the Buddha, and told him about it courteously.

Although he knew early on that the other party would not let Wen Yang win easily, he never expected that things would develop so smoothly.

Not only made money, but also mastered the most powerful evidence.

Wen Yang had no choice but to give a thumbs up in admiration.

- He deserves to be rich.

"Then what about Liu Qingxian?" Wen Yang suddenly thought.

This kind of incident must have had a great impact on Liu Qingxian's reputation. She had seen that woman's altar, and she would be blessed with golden light in the future, so she shouldn't be misunderstood.

"Don't worry," Feng Lingche said in a slow tone, "Xu Jin has a sense of proportion and won't involve her."

(End of this chapter)