Fast Transmigration Big Brother Sugar Sprinkle 99 Style

Chapter 73 Dreaming (7)

[Flowers on the other side at the end of the century: Are you fucking sick?Are you sick?If you are sick, go to the doctor, don't get sick here and be mentally retarded, okay? 】

[Nai Yi shut up: Oh, there are such mentally retarded people who go out without a brain in this world, and I am too embarrassed to argue with such mentally retarded people. 】

[Tang Monk: Amitabha!Goodness, goodness, the poor monk has always been kind to all kinds of livestock, and the donor is no exception. 】

[Unique happiness: I knew that whenever this kind of mental retardation appeared, I didn't know what to say.Isn't it a feudal society now?Is it true that actors who misuse the country are really pretending to be shit?Fuck, I didn't mean to be so rude, I'm a classy lady. 】

[Yunshu's enchanting little angel: Stop arguing, what can you say to this kind of boring and brainless people who are serious about blackness and blackness? Some are professional black fans, for money, and some are purely in the virtual world. Find a sense of presence here, directly link to report one-stop, don't waste time here. 】

[Mo Hua: Yes, there is no need.Wouldn't it be nice to have this time to do data analysis and see Shubao's flourishing beauty?I feel that my IQ has been lowered when I quarrel with this kind of mental retardation. 】

That being said, there are still big fans coming out to control the game, but it is clear that such things as scolding and fighting cannot end so easily.

Especially when the other party is "tiringly" provoking topics and causing battles.

Fans love idols. From their point of view, everything about idols is good. In this terrifying entertainment circle that sucks human blood, idols fight alone. Idols are struggling. Only fans stand by her side.

If they don't even help idols, how can idols survive in the entertainment industry?

This is what fans think.

It is also one of the motivations for them to do data seriously.

In the final analysis, or because of love.

If it weren't for really liking an idol, who would spend so much time and energy sometimes even staying up all night doing statistics and fighting against black fans, and it's not really idle.

If someone scolds the person they like, then the person who likes that person will naturally defend it.

Moreover, people are emotional. After really scolding and getting angry, who can care about the big fans saying "calm down" and "don't worry about it"?

For fans, idols are their most cherished, how can they endure being insulted by so many people.

Not to mention that there are professional gangsters deliberately provoking the battlefield, and fans of other idols add fuel and jealousy to the side, and the end of the capital will make the popularity escalate and earn traffic...

All kinds of parties were mixed together, and what was originally a simple verbal dispute became a mess.

In the end, those who went to the theater watched enough movies, and those who made money made enough money, leaving only a mess full of hostile words wandering around in the seemingly incomparably grand virtual world.

Everyone has their own goals, everyone has their own position, everyone has their own point of view, no one accepts anyone, no one admits defeat, everyone wants to win, and in the end, everyone is covered in foul language.

But it's even more impossible not to speak up.

After all, only the virtual world can vent his emotions so unscrupulously, regardless of whether he is facing a human or a ghost.

People who really speak up for some things are respectable, but in this chaotic world, the original appearance of things will be messed up in the end, how many people really care about the event itself?

Most of them are people who watched the fire from the other side or even added fuel to the fire.

Yun Shu turned on the phone and looked at it for a while, of course she used a small number, and sent a message after a while.

As soon as the special attention of the dark saplings who were scolding the black fans sounded, the subconscious muscle reaction immediately exited and opened the attention page.

【Yun Shu: Going to bed late will make you ugly, be good, go to bed early :)】

As soon as the word "good" and the smiling face came out, the saplings who had almost lost their minds turned into cute, soft, cute and well-behaved little angels under their idol's Weibo.

All of them were "Well, well, I will definitely go to bed early, and Shubao should also pay attention to rest" or "Ahhhh! Shubao is so cute, we must go to bed early, Shubao don't worry!"

Then he turned around and continued to fight with black fans.

Of course, after returning to their sanity this time, the fighting power of the saplings has been rising, and the black fans are rushing away.

Yun Shu looked at Weibo, then put down the phone.

This is the case in any circle, it is not clean.

As long as it is profitable, as long as there are people, fighting will be inevitable, and it will not stop, let alone stop. No circle can be exempt from vulgarity, and this is certainly the case in the entertainment industry.

Not to mention that the entertainment industry is under the spotlight of the lights, and some things are just too much.

Under the colorful flowers, there is invisible filth.

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Huaimeng carefully put away the signed booklet and took a taxi back home.

When I got home, my pregnant mother, who always went to bed early, was still awake, and she was looking at the computer screen in front of her with a happy face.

When Huaimeng pushed open the door, Mother Huai was just finished watching, and when she saw her son who came back, she let out a big sigh.

Full of regrets and regrets that are more sad than dying.

The young man raised his slender eyelashes slightly, his pupils were puzzled.

The pregnant mother has seen her son's fairy appearance for 20 years, and now she is almost a little immune.

Covering his heart, he was distressed, "Cub! Mom really regrets dead! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Why should I live a two-person world with your dad? Ahhhh! Why! Is it because the baby is not good-looking, or is the concert not good-looking? Woooooo~ I really regret it!"

The more mother Huai talked, the more sad she became, and she couldn't help but feel the truth when she was pretending.

In the end, she sighed sadly, "Why is my mother's life so hard! I managed to get a ticket for Shushu Baobao, but I still haven't gone, ahhhhh, I feel like I missed a few hundred million!"

She wept sadly at the radiant person standing on the stage, looking very pitiful.

It's just that the eyes didn't shed any tears.

The slender young man looked at his mother as soon as she said...that person became so excited and became unlike himself, and he was a little helpless before.

but now……

The young man was silent for a moment, and rarely said: "Mom, there should be more in the future."

Mother Huai didn't have time for her son to take the initiative to comfort her for the first time, and she became sad again when she heard the words, "It's difficult! Baby Shushu is lazy and doesn't like to do things that are too tiring, let alone the concert."

The young man lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Later, the pregnant mother seemed to think of something, and said excitedly: "By the way, Zai Zai, Mom asked you to bring a small notebook and ask Shu Shu Bao Bao for an autograph if you have a chance. Did you get it?"

Facing the expectant eyes of his pregnant mother, the young man quietly clutched the booklet in his pocket...

Then she lowered her eyes lightly, avoiding the eyes of the pregnant mother, blinked her eyelashes, and said lightly: "No."

My own cub never lied, and my pregnant mother didn't suspect it either.

I just regretted it again, and hurriedly let my Zai Zai, who always went to bed early and woke up early, go to bed quickly.

The young man nodded, his lips moved, and he heard the mother-in-law "when will I have the signature of the baby Shu Shu" entered his room.

After locking the door, the young man took out the booklet.

Looking at the signature on it, his eyes flickered, his smoky eyes stared at it for a while, and then he touched his slightly hot earlobe.

　Gagen, hehe.

　　By the way, I chose a few nicknames for the little angels at random, and if the little angels mind, please let me know.

　　
　
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