Su Cha got up with a clear sleep, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and took care of her skin. Then she was ready to go to school.

Then she found that Bo Mu didn't come back very late. She didn't come back all night.

Thinking that he was so busy with his work, Su Cha felt a little distressed and sent a message to Bo mu.

Moye: you go to school, good boy. I'll come back to have a rest after finishing my last task.

Su Cha looked at it and sighed. He was the leader of such a large emperor animal husbandry group, and he must be busy turning around.

Then I noticed that my mobile phone icon was red.

Last night, she had already switched her account on Weibo. Although she turned off the voice, she was shocked to see her tens of thousands of red tips.

Is it possible that the victims are really mad, buying hot search to attack themselves?

As a result, she went in a little bit and saw her own, abusive words on her microblog, and some comments, straightened out the context.

[you liar who insults embroidery culture! 】

[how dare you say embroidering Tang thorn? Do you know what embroidered Tang thorn stands for? From the history books, it's misused? 】

[big man, you can draw so well, why should you tell the embroidered bar? Just say how good you draw. I believe there are a lot of people who still buy your clothes]

[you XXX he XXX rubbish XXX]

[would you like to apologize? If we don't apologize, we will report you as a liar, or even call the police to arrest you]

I picked up a few private letters and looked at them. They were all insulting to themselves. There was also a few [Er, you are indeed embroidered I sent pictures to them. They must say that I am p's, your trust 】

their customers have bought them, of course, they know whether they are embroidered or not, and whether they are embroidered with thread. Can't they see or touch them?

Then, along with most of the information, Su Cha touched into the microblog of "Wanshan embroidery man" and saw his latest microblog.

Oh, tens of thousands of comments.

Su Cha thinks it's amazing that the other party has caught sight of her microblog account with thousands of fans.

And this account no one knows, it's just her private account.

With Su Cha's nod, her micro blog still has a lot of @ news. Looking at her headache, she walks out of the room and looks at it as she walks.

Is this cyber violence?

Did not expect their trumpet has not experienced, tuba first experienced network violence.

Of course, in Su Cha's heart, the star account is always small.

After getting on the bus, she browsed most of them and went into wechat to have a look.

Xiaoyao was the first to bear the brunt. Dozens of messages were repeatedly bombed.

Xiaoyao: I'm so angry, Dad!

Xiaoyao: you said I was your trust! Have you ever seen a trust that can't get a cent?

Xiaoyao: I tell you that Wanshan embroiderer is just a plaster of dog skin. If you touch it, it's not easy to shake it. If you stick with him, you'll stick with him. You're obviously embroidery. What should we advise?

Xiaoyao: but what is embroidering Tang thorn I went to Baidu. How can I say this thing has been lost

Xiaoyao: what they said you used was embroidering Tang thorn? Is it impossible?

Xiaoyao: don't be afraid. I'll find some embroidery experts to help you identify them. Then I'll send a microblog and hit them in the face!

……

……

At first, he became more and more angry, and finally he became more and more flat. The key lies in the issue of embroidering Tang stab. Xiaoyao estimated that Baidu also knew that the embroidered Tang thorn had been lost. For a while, it was a little empty.

Lost things, which is so easy to say that they appear?

What kind of embroidery does s use?

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