Chapter 74

The hotel room is quiet.

Lin Yao's slender fingers gently scratched down on the mobile phone screen and looked at the comments that abused and attacked her one by one.

He looked very calm.

For a long time, she returned her cell phone to Mo Yan.

"Sister Yan, I will try my best to sing well and release the new album as soon as possible."

Mo Yan was stunned, and then smiled happily:

"Yao Yao, you are more mature than before. You are right. As long as your new album is released as soon as possible and performs well in the ranking, these rumors will be broken."

"But..." Mo Yan's eyes gradually became sharp: "Huang Yin has done so many things, I will not let you be bullied for nothing. Don't worry, I will help you vent your anger."

At this time, on the other side of the room, in Mo Yan's bag, the mobile phone rang.

"Who called you so late?"

Mo Yan frowned slightly. It was Lin Yao's mobile phone, which had been put in Mo Yan's bag.

She went over and took out her cell phone from her bag.

Lin Yao is a little nervous. Isn't Fang Xiaole calling?

However, after Mo Yan saw the caller on his mobile phone, his frown was loose. He looked at Lin Yao and looked a little strange.

She handed her cell phone to Lin Yao: "it's Wang Yi."

"Ah? Why did Wang Yi call me? "

Lin Yao was a little surprised. The last time she recorded the program, several regular guests left phone numbers for each other. However, Lin Yao's character is not one who can take the initiative to approach people. She has never contacted anyone else.

"It should be about the microblog. Take it."

Mo Yan smiled and motioned Lin Yao to connect.

"Hello, Wang Yi, hello."

Lin Yao pressed the answer button and said hello to the other party.

"Sister Lin, I'm sorry to bother you so late."

Wang Yi's voice was sorry and seemed a little uneasy.

"It doesn't matter. What can I do for you?"

Lin Yao replied that her voice was usually soft, but it had an obvious sense of politeness and alienation.

"I came specially to apologize to you. I'm really sorry about what happened on the Internet."

Wang Yi said sincerely, "my agent asked about the management of the fan group. In fact, many of those who scold you are not my fans, but someone with rhythm."

Lin Yao smiled and said, "it doesn't matter. You and I know it's a rumor."

Wang Yi seemed to hesitate and finally said, "why don't I clarify it on my microblog?"

"OK, thank you."

"You're welcome. I've caused you trouble. Then... Good night."

"Thank you. Bye."

Lin Yao hung up the phone. Seeing Mo Yan staring at her, she couldn't help asking strangely, "what's the matter, sister Yan?"

Mo Yan didn't speak. He went to Lin Yao and stared at her for a long time. A smile suddenly appeared at the corners of his mouth.

This kind of smile, like a parent who sees his beautiful little flowers being missed by many smelly boys, is a little proud and distressed.

"I remember when I took over you, you were a little girl who didn't understand anything. Now..."

Mo Yan shook his head and said with emotion, "now my Yao Yao is a national goddess loved by everyone."

"What goddess, sister Yan, you laugh at me. I'll go to bed." Lin Yao was a little embarrassed and didn't understand why Mo Yan suddenly sighed. She stood up and walked to the bedroom.

"Good night, sister Yan."

"Well, go to bed. Good night."

Lin Yao enters the bedroom and closes the door. Mo Yanze sits alone on the sofa and mumbles:

"Beautiful female artists are easy to recruit peach blossoms. Be careful..."

Shanghai City, a high-end community.

"Wang Yi, this matter has nothing to do with you. It's a fight between Huang Yin and Lin Yao. You don't have to end it yourself. It's easy to get into trouble."

Wang Yizheng is preparing to send a message on his microblog to clarify that Lin Yao did not rub his popularity, but his agent disagreed.

Wang Yi's agent is also a middle-aged woman named Wang Na. Unlike Mo Yan, she has long hair and thick makeup, which is a little old.

"Sister Wang, after all, some of my fans have attacked others, and Lin Yao and I have to record the program together. It's a little unreasonable for me not to make a statement."

Wang Yi has a firm attitude and has written the content on the microblog with his mobile phone.

Wang Na was a little helpless and suddenly looked at Wang Yi strangely: "do you really have that idea about Lin Yao?"

"Sister Wang, you're talking nonsense. I didn't, I..."

Wang Yi denied half of it and stopped talking.

"Wang Yi, you are still young and easily attracted by your appearance. Lin Yao is really beautiful and talented. Many people like her, which is normal, but..."

Wang Na said sincerely: "you are different. You are an idol and need fans and traffic. Once you fall in love, your career will collapse, you know?"

Seeing Wang Yi still didn't speak, Wang Na continued to persuade:

"Your popularity is higher than Lin Yao. Now she is in trouble. You are tied to her. You are the loser."

"I see." Wang Yi nodded, but insisted: "I still want to send this microblog. I will keep a distance from Lin Yao in the future."

Wang Na thought for a moment and finally had to agree.

Seeing Wang Yi's microblog, she got up and left Wang Yi's home.

When she got into her car, Wang Na didn't start the car immediately. She was still a little nervous. She thought that if Lin Yao couldn't get her second album, she could only be a third or fourth tier singer. Wang Yi really suffered a loss this time.

Mo Yan, your female artist is beautiful. You deserve to take advantage of her. Alas!

......

Jiangrong City, old street, rental house.

Fang Xiaole hasn't slept yet. He is registering a microblog account.

After talking with Lin Yao, oh no, and Fang Fang, Lin Yao's tool man, Fang Xiaole originally planned to continue to study the directing course of variety shows.

However, several push messages popped up in the mobile browser. This is the last time he searched for information about Lin Yao. The smart browser often pushed him relevant news about Lin Yao according to the big data filtering of users' preferences.

However, this push is not good news.

Fang Xiaole saw the news that Lin Yao was hacked on her microblog. Forget about the new album. Anyway, it will soon hit her face, but it's a little too much to slander Lin Yao's popularity of rubbing Wang Yi.

Fang Xiaole didn't usually play microblog, so he downloaded one and registered an account on the microblog.

After entering the hot search interface, the microblog of black Lin Yao's popularity was still hung on the hot search list. Fang Xiaole went in and directly entered the comment area to pick up with the keyboard heroes who personally attacked Lin Yao.

It's the first time Fang Xiaole has been on the line with people online. This time, it's up

Wow, it's just a war of words against the Confucianists. One person killed several sunspots.

I was so excited that I fell asleep in the early morning.

The next day I went to work with dark circles under my eyes and worked hard all day. I didn't wake up until I received a call from Hong Sanshi after work.