What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

"Then... come on." Qiong blushed and lay down on Aoki Si's bed.

Aoki blinked his eyes, he always felt that massage was very common for him in the past, but today he is a bit embarrassed...

……

And just when Aoki Division knew nothing about the outside news, breathing faster and sweating hard to massage Qiong, Chiba's public opinion confrontation against Aoki Division was finally about to be concluded.

""Aoki Division Protection Fee Incident""

""Aoki Division Group Fight Incident""

""Aoki Division Junior High School Bullying Incident""

Bad news like this suddenly began to flood the Internet. Most of the publishers were not famous people, but they told the story in great detail, and there were many specious photos and videos. For a while, fake news captured the major news sections. , FB, forums, video sites, news sites, and even some social software, are all screened by these news.

Although many people had some doubts about this for a while, after the popular star Liu Shentong suddenly appeared on the night radio station, saying that he had seen Aoki Si fight with others with his own eyes, the incident was completely settled.

People's thinking is simpler than imagined——Liu Shentong is an entertainer!How could he not know how much it would affect him if the fabricated facts were exposed.

Moreover, compared with watching others succeed, most netizens are more interested in making trouble.

As for the news about Kimiko Nakao, although a small number of people were quite moved, more keyboard warriors rushed into the comment area of ​​her column wielding their keyboards to discredit her for writing fake news. This news is Aoki The manuscript from the company's public relations.

Let’s talk about how terrifying these keyboard warriors are—they even forced Chiba Daily, where Kimiko Nakao works, to temporarily close the comment function to ease the pressure on the server.

For a while, everyone shouted and beat Aoki, and no one dared to stand up and say that he is a good person, but a lot of celebrities issued a declaration against bad behavior. Of course, they would not name Aoki to black him like Liu Shentong did. In order to avoid any hidden secrets in the incident that would affect them in the end, but it did not affect them to make some specious remarks.

This group of guys are very clever at rubbing the heat.

Throughout Neon, Aoki's name is defined by words such as "evil", "cruel", "hypocrisy" and "bad boy". He seems to have really become a scum that everyone curses. Some people called for him to be imprisoned-the ghost knows what law Aoki Division violated.

Under such circumstances, after multiple operations, Matsuyama finally made an appointment with the leadership of the "Supernova Contest" and gathered in a luxurious kaiseki restaurant for an interview.

Song Shanyan was wearing a well-fitting suit, and when he put it on, his muscles stretched his clothes to the full, making him look a little more mature and unrestrained than usual.

It's just that his expression was a little nervous at this time, sitting side by side with four middle-aged men, his smile was gentle, but a little deliberate: "Thank you very much for your time."

"It's okay, the son of the Songshan family, we also want to get to know each other very much." The person who spoke was a middle-aged man about forty years old with his hair pulled back behind his head. It looks very fit when worn on the body, the back is straight, and it looks energetic.

"Yamamuro Keiji-kun is too polite. I can see you this time. I really want to thank you for giving me this face. I don't want to say more. Let me have a toast first. Thank you!"

Song Shanyan picked up the wine glass that had been filled with sake, and took a sip first. Those guys who kept saying they were polite also acquiesced in his actions.

The top kaiseki dishes were served on the table one by one, while Matsuyamayan sat a little awkwardly.With a few middle-aged people headed by Yamamuro Keiji, he ate like wax for a while, drank a few glasses, and after three rounds of food and wine, he carefully stated his reason for coming: "Recently rumors on the Internet All over the sky, it is said that the competition team will disqualify my brat from the competition, this should be just a rumor, right?"

The originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward and serious.

Keiji Yamamuro put down the wine glass in his hand, the smile on his face gradually faded: "Ah, you mean, Aokiji?"

"Yes." Song Shanyan swallowed nervously.

"I really want such a controversial contestant to continue competing. After all, this represents the ratings, but..." Keiji Yamamuro hesitated for a moment, and said: "Yan-kun, to be honest, although I have shown Chiba The manager of the competition area, but he still has to be instructed by Tokyo."

"Just before I came here, I also received news that the situation...may not be very optimistic." Keiji Yamamuro said, with a somewhat apologetic expression: "I have very little to say, and I will definitely try my best to say a few words for Aoki-kun , but I can't guarantee the result."

"Thank you!" Song Shanyan smiled gratefully, raised his glass, and was about to toast, when Keiji Yamamuro's cell phone rang suddenly.

Keiji Yamamuro looked at the caller ID of his mobile phone, his face changed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "It's from Tokyo, sorry, excuse me for a moment."

Keiji Yamamuro got up, walked to the side, and whispered on the phone.

Song Shanyan saw that his expression was getting worse, and he kept confirming his expression several times from the corner of his eye when he was on the phone. Suddenly, an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

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Keiji Yamamuro hung up the phone, returned to his seat with a somewhat embarrassed expression, looked at Matsuyama Yan, and opened his mouth in embarrassment: "Just now, there is news from Tokyo."

"What are you going to do?" Song Shanyan held the wine glass, his gaze lowered, the small wine glass creaked in his big hands full of calluses.

"Uh... They discussed it overnight, probably..." Keiji Yamamuro had a guilty expression on his face: "Sorry!"

Song Shanyan's expression was a bit gloomy. He held up the wine glass, put it to his mouth without saying a word, and drank it down in one gulp: "Thank you!"

In the end, the banquet broke up unhappy.

Song Shanyan was sitting in the back seat of his luxury car, while the agent driver was driving carefully in front of him.

He was lost in thought.

Is this the end?

Nearly two months of hard work, two months of anticipation.

Is this the end, is it over?

He smiled wryly, and wanted to have a few more drinks, but found that he couldn't even find anyone who could drink with him. Finally, he sighed and leaned tiredly on the back of the rear seat, staring at the roof of the car in a daze.

How should I tell this boy Aoki...

……

Zhao Qiaoxin was at home, the corners of his mouth curled up, laughing wildly silently.

He looked at the computer, and the fluorescent screen was full of news, which made him feel an unspeakable sense of accomplishment.

"See?" Zhao Qiaoxin murmured: "This is my ability, this is what makes me different from you, this is what makes me stronger than you."

Zhao Qiaoxin took a deep breath. No one is more familiar with how difficult the pressure of public opinion is than him, and no one knows better than him how lethal the public opinion is.