My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

The situation intensified at night.

More and more people began to denounce Lin Fengmian and asked him to give an answer.

However, all night, there was no movement over Lin Fengmian.

It looks like a guilty person dare not respond.

Or you're going to pretend to be dead and want to be cold treated.

But this time, it is obviously impossible to pass by in such a way.

Under his microblog, disappointment and scolding, de dusting and humiliation poured in like a wave.

......

Wu yuanfan is going crazy, and the public relations department of Huayi entertainment is about to collapse.

At first, no one thought that things would develop into this step.

Now it's like this. No matter how to deal with it, I'm afraid Lin Fengmian will lose his strength.

But now Lin Fengmian is still injured. Wu yuanfan can't do anything if he gets angry again.

Finally, I had to go back full of sadness.

......

Rongyue residence.

It's nearly twelve o'clock, and the wind of public opinion on the Internet has almost fallen to one side.

Ning Li sits on the sofa and sends a message to Lin Fengmian.

Lu Huai and walked over and saw this scene with a slight pick on his eyebrows.

"What did Lin Fengmian say?"

Ning Li shook her head.

"He just said it was bad to stay up late and let me sleep well."

Lu Huai and Xiao feixiao.

"Quite sensible."

Ning Li gave him a silent look.

It seems that in their eyes, whether she has a good sleep is the most important thing.

As for the storm on the Internet... I'm not worried at all.

Lu Huai and walked around the sofa and leaned over to pick her up.

"Be obedient and sleep."

He smiled with a smile on his lips,

"You don't have to worry about these things."

Ning Li ran outside all day today. After watching Lin Fengmian, she was busy at GS for a long time. She was really sleepy at the moment.

Things are a little tricky, but they are not completely unanswered.

She subconsciously rubbed in Lu Huai's arms.

Lu Huai and took her back to the bedroom, coaxed her to sleep, and then withdrew from the room.

He took out his cell phone and his eyes narrowed slightly.

......

Late at night, a blogger named "author Lin Lin" sent a long microblog.

[Hello, I'm Lin Zhixiao, editor in chief of Lincheng evening news. I just learned to use microblog. There are many things I don't understand. If there are any mistakes, please correct them.]

[I don't want to bother you, but there are many false rumors about Lin Fengmian and his sister on the Internet recently. As one of the few people who know something about the sisters and brothers, I think I still want to take this opportunity to clarify some things.]

[ten years ago, I was an ordinary reporter of Lincheng evening news. On October 17 that year, we received news that an eight year old boy was poisoned by gas at home in a family in the old urban area in the west of the city. Fortunately, he was saved by another eight year old girl who broke the glass. After hearing this, we wanted to make an interview, but the child's parents refused, and finally issued only an ordinary press release.]

[a month later, I went to visit again, but I saw that the two children were being beaten by several older children. I hurried forward and pulled them apart,

Ask them why they were bullied, but they refused to speak. Later, when the girl's grandmother and mother came back, I told them about it, and then I got a general understanding of their situation.]

[when the boy was very young, his father died of illness, and his mother pulled him up alone. The gas poisoning that day was just because he was locked at home and wanted to cook a meal for himself. The girl's parents divorced, her mother remarried, her father was in prison, and she lived alone with her grandmother.]

[because of their special family background, these two children are the objects of rejection and bullying by their peers. That rescue became an opportunity. Two women with the same fate, each with a child, supported each other in the most difficult environment.]

The boy was fifteen years old and his mother died of illness. He has an amazing talent for music. He wants to stand on the stage. Originally, he didn't deserve to talk about "Dreams", but fortunately, his sister would help people sketch in the park and make coffee in the cafe. Her sister saved money and bought him a ticket to go abroad. I forgot to say that I led my sister and brother to apply for their bank cards.]

[for more than two years abroad, my sister regularly calls my brother for living expenses every month. I have offered to help several times, but I have been declined. My sister said that she could afford to support her grandmother and brother and didn't need anyone's help.]

Last year, the old man died. My sister and brother have no parents to rely on and no relatives to be reliable since then. But fortunately, my brother finally has a surname. His name is Lin Fengmian.]

Under the long article, the blogger also attached a photo.

That was the Lincheng evening news on October 18 ten years ago.

The position in the lower right corner is the news bulletin of that year.

It only occupies a small space. For a long time, the paper has turned yellow.

There are only two people mentioned——

Eight year old boy Lin.

Eight year old girl Ning.

Finally, he asked

——There is really no blood relationship between them, but is it really the most important to have this layer of fetters?

.......

Because the blogger is a newly registered account, there are few fans. In addition, it was sent in the middle of the night. At first, no one paid attention.

Later, an entertainment blogger with millions of fans forwarded it and quickly received public response.

After that, all kinds of marketing numbers ended one after another, and Lin Fengmian's fans also came one after another.

By the morning, the forwarding had broken 50000.

The reversal stunned everyone.

[my God, before, Lin Fengmian's family conditions were not very good, so... Was it so miserable?]

[I burst into tears! I really, really love it!]

[when I was young, I lost my father, and when I was young, I lost my mother. Later, my grandmother also died. So, brother Fengmian, only sister is left, isn't she?]

[his life was saved by his sister, and his ticket was bought by his sister. When he was injured, his sister cooked the porridge... We are just strangers who admire his stars. Only his sister is the only one closest to him!]

[sister is also poor. She is as big as cub, but she has to bear so much. Maple leaves, thank you, sister!]

At the same time, another blogger sent another microblog.

[Feng Mian's ears: Jimei! Come and see if this is my sister!]

Two photos.

One is the picture taken by Lin Fengmian and Ning Li in their apartment. The other is the picture of a girl in military training uniform standing on the podium at the 120th anniversary ceremony of Xijing university.

Bloggers screamed excitedly in the comment area.

[ah ah ah! This is Ning Li, the science champion in the college entrance examination in M province this year! This is speaking at the school celebration ceremony as the representative of this year's freshmen of Xijing university! If I remember correctly, she won the first place in the national physics competition with full marks last year! Really learn! God! Ah! It turns out that her sister is Xiaozai! No wonder cub is so good at math and physics!]

[sister is great! Teach your brother well!]

[Jimei, sister, I called first!]