Shen Xingsui rushed over with lightning speed, and before Fu Jinxiao could even react, he covered the box: "Teacher Fu!"

Fu Jinxiao was startled by his exaggerated actions.

Shen Xingsui said breathlessly, "I... I can do it myself."

Fu Jinxiao was somewhat surprised. The man raised an eyebrow and said, half-jokingly, "What, is there a bomb in this box?"

"no……"

Shen Xingsui's face turned a little red. He didn't know how to explain that there were other people's albums and merchandise in his box. After all, such a thing would sound more like a pervert, right?

“That’s right, I can do it myself.” Shen Xingsui explained, carrying the box, but his gaze met Fu Jinxiao’s dark and deep eyes. The man always seemed to be able to see through his little thoughts. He was a little nervous at this moment and stammered, “How can I let you do such rough work?”

Fu Jinxiao looked at him with great interest, as if on purpose: "It's fine to do it occasionally."

Shen Xingsui choked, thinking to herself how this man was so cunning, but still nervously held the box and said, "No, no need..."

Seeing his nervous expression, Fu Jinxiao finally chuckled softly and let go of his hand: "Just kidding."

Shen Xingsui was taken aback.

“You’ve been out for so long, you should at least call home to let us know.” Fu Jinxiao stepped outside: “I invited you, I’m going to call your aunt.”

They didn't even ask why.

He simply found a very appropriate and reasonable excuse to leave. Fu Yingdi has always been very intelligent and sensible, and he never made anyone feel embarrassed.

But Shen Xingsui hesitated. He sensed that Fu Jinxiao was somewhat displeased, so as they passed each other, he nervously called out, "Teacher Fu, I..."

Fu Jinxiao stopped in his tracks. When a man doesn't smile, he exudes a strong sense of pressure, with a cold and dangerous aura. He looked down at Shen Xingsui, his voice lowered slightly, but it didn't contain much coldness, only a magnetic gentleness: "Don't be so nervous, Suisui."

Shen Xingsui froze. This seemed to be the first time Fu Jinxiao had called him by his childhood nickname. He looked up and met Fu Jinxiao's deep eyes, which seemed unfathomable.

The man looked at him just as seriously: "We are equals. I respect your decision to do what you don't want to do."

Shen Xingsui's tense heart seemed to suddenly be relieved.

It seems that in many things, the person who understands him best and gives him the most sense of security is this person he always felt was unattainable, even if this person comes down from their pedestal and stands in front of him, even if he no longer knows him through a screen, even if he knows more about him...

Shen Xingsui smiled, pursing her lips.

I'll still only like him more.

Fu Jinxiao put her phone aside and said to him, "Go on, your Sister Wang is still waiting for you."

Shen Xingsui nodded.

The call had ended, but Wang Meican was still waiting for a reply. Shen Xingsui squatted down and began to try to unpack the suitcase. This suitcase was a cheap one he had bought on the street for 50 yuan when he was poor. At that time, he was going to participate in "Super Idol" and had to bring luggage no matter what, but he didn't have any money, so he had to buy one to make up the difference.

"Strange, why can't I open this button?"

Shen Xingsui discovered that this troublesome box must have been dropped somewhere during today's delivery, which is why the clasp on the box couldn't be turned!

"No way..." Shen Xingsui was even a little desperate: "How can I open this? Do I have to pry it open? I don't know how to pick locks at all."

etc.

It seems like there's someone who knows how.

Shen Xingsui recalled that when she participated in the show, the great actor Fu had once used the copper wire inside a toy to pry open a lock. His skill was superb and admirable.

But……

No way! Shen Xingsui covered her face in embarrassment and indignation. This was just too embarrassing. She had just said she wouldn't ask for help, but now that she couldn't open it, she had to shamelessly ask for help again.

When Fu Jinxiao returned, she saw someone squatting next to a suitcase, contemplating life.

Fu Jinxiao poured a glass of water and casually asked, "Has it already been sent to Sister Wang?"

"No..." Shen Xingsui's face grew redder as she spoke: "The box hasn't been opened yet."

Fu Jinxiao was somewhat surprised and didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Shen Xingsui felt utterly humiliated, and in a fit of despair, he said, "I don't know what's wrong with the box, the buttons won't work, I can't open it. I'll go home tomorrow and figure it out."

Fu Jinxiao stared at the person with a flushed face under the lamplight for a long time before letting out a sneer.

This kid is so funny.

Originally, he couldn't say he was completely indifferent to the box incident, but he realized that he was still an outsider to Shen Xingsui, so he was actually a little annoyed. However, seeing the humiliated and indignant girl in front of him, those inexplicable unpleasant feelings suddenly disappeared.

Fu Jinxiao put the water glass back on the table and said slowly, "What are you going to do if you're planning to go home?"

Shen Xingsui was taken aback and hesitated before saying, "Smash...smash it open?"

"Hmm?" Fu Jinxiao said without any mercy, "That lock is a push-button type, not as easy to break as other locks. Besides, how do you know that you won't damage the things inside when you break it?"

Shen Xingsui was frightened.

Inside were precious items that he had managed to salvage with great difficulty, which he cherished dearly. If he were to damage any discs or other valuables while smashing them, he would be devastated!

Thinking of this, Shen Xingsui became anxious, and he himself felt somewhat helpless: "Then, what should we do?"

Fu Jinxiao sat languidly on the sofa, speaking slowly and deliberately: "I've learned a little bit before, maybe I can give it a try..."

Shen Xingsui was filled with gratitude, as if she had seen a savior: "Then I'm really counting on you!"

A smile flickered in Fu Jinxiao's eyes, like a hunter who had laid a trap and watched his prey walk into it with such ease, while the poor little prey was grateful to him.

...

After studying the suitcase for a while, opening it, which was originally an insurmountable task for Shen Xingsui, seemed to be a different level of difficulty in Fu Jinxiao's hands. His hands were very nimble as he pried open and opened the suitcase with a "snap".

Shen Xingsui was overjoyed: "It's really healed!"

Fu Jinxiao said, "The lock cylinder inside is just old."

The box slowly opened, revealing only a crack. Only then did Shen Xingsui belatedly realize what was inside. She rushed over and hugged the box tightly, as if afraid someone would see what was inside. She was so nervous that she even stammered, "Thank you, thank you."

The box in Fu Jinxiao's hands actually had a hole and a gap. He didn't know if Fu Jinxiao had seen it. A strong sense of tension and fear welled up in his heart, and his eyes were fixed on Fu Jinxiao.

Fu Jinxiao squatted in place, the cold light of the living room falling on him. He lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression.

Shen Xingsui felt very uneasy.

quite a while

Fu Jinxiao finally looked up at him. The man's face was inscrutable, and Shen Xingsui, with his experience, could not discern his emotions at all. He glanced at the box, smiled, and said, "Is it that precious to you?"

Shen Xingsui stammered, "I, you..."

Fu Jinxiao said slowly, "Alright, if you treasure it so much, then keep it safe."

For some reason, Shen Xingsui felt that the word "be careful" always carried a strange meaning when it came out of Fu Yingdi's mouth, making his earlobes burn.

Fu Jinxiao was much more frank than him: "I just talked to your aunt. She said she was originally going to have the driver pick you up, but since you're here with me, she's letting the driver go home."

Shen Xingsui: "Huh?"

His mother is truly his mother.

However, Shen Xingsui was truly shocked to find that he could stay at his idol's house. Fu Jinxiao led him to the guest room: "This was originally my study, which has been converted. I will sleep next door. If you need anything, just ask me."

Shen Xingsui nodded obediently: "Okay."

After sending Fu Yingdi back, Shen Xingsui finally felt relieved and began to look at his suitcase. Inside were several sheets of musical scores, all of which were his original manuscripts, a full centimeter thick, about twenty pages in total. He searched through them for a long time before finally finding the manuscript about Jian Zhi stealing it.

Shen Xingsui took a picture of the manuscript and sent it to Wang Meican.

Wang Meican had been waiting. After receiving the WeChat message, she immediately sent a message to Shen Xingsui, saying, "Great, Suisui. I'll contact professionals to analyze Jian Zhi's score right now. Now is not the best time for us to clarify things. I heard that Jian Zhi's studio seems to be up to something these past few days. Let's wait quietly and try to crush him in one blow."

Shen Xingsui wasn't in a hurry. He replied, "I'll do whatever you say."

After he finished packing, he started working on the piece of music that he was required to submit within five days.

Shen Xingsui took this score very seriously. Because of Jianzhi, he had already wasted a day. He had to do his best to make the score in the remaining four days. This place used to be a study. There were pens and paper on the table not far away. Shen Xingsui went over and took a piece of white paper. He sat on the bed and began to try to write the outline of the piece.

He has a bad habit: when he is engrossed in something, he forgets the time. He writes until four or five in the morning before going to sleep, and then sleeps until the sun is high in the sky. When he wakes up, he can even see the bright sunshine outside!

"..."

It's over.

Shen Xingsui glanced at her phone and saw that it was already nine o'clock. She was surprised that Fu Yingdi hadn't called her.

He quickly got up and opened the door, only to see breakfast still on the dining table not far away, with a note next to it written by Fu Jinxiao. He had already gone out to attend a job event and left a message for him to remember to finish his breakfast before leaving.

Shen Xingsui looked on with shame.

It was his first time staying overnight at his idol's house, and he ended up oversleeping and didn't even get to see him in the morning!

But then he thought about it again and looked around the room. He suddenly felt a little emotional. Could Fu Jinxiao really trust him so much that she would leave him alone, leaving him, who was practically a stranger, in the house? Fu Jinxiao was always a person who valued privacy, and he didn't even know if there were any valuables in the house. How could she really trust him like that?

Although he found it unbelievable, he also felt a hidden joy after it happened.

It feels so good to be trusted like this.

...

Shen Xingsui quickly ate breakfast, cleaned up the dishes and the house, and even worried that he had made a mess of the floor, so he found cleaning tools and cleaned the living room and kitchen. He went back to the study, made the bed, cleaned the floor, and made sure the house was tidy and spotless before leaving. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on his idol, so he wanted to do everything perfectly.

After leaving Fu Yingdi's house, Shen Xingsui first went back to the Shen family home to put his suitcase back. The albums and photos were a bit worn, so he thought he would buy some new photo frames. There happened to be a shopping mall near the Shen family home, so he put on a hat and prepared to go buy some things.

There were quite a few people in the mall, but with people coming and going, not many people paid any attention to him.

Shen Xingsui quickly selected a suitable photo frame and went to the cashier to pay. However, the elderly person in front of him lingered at the cashier for a long time and did not leave.

The cashier said, "Hello, you need to give me another five dollars for this bag of potatoes."

The old man seemed to be out of money, and kept muttering, "Can I wait for my grandson? He'll be here soon, and I'll ask him to give me the money."

The cashier smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, sir, there are many people behind us. If you're in a hurry, you can queue up again later."

The old man didn't quite understand and hesitated.

Shen Xingsui stepped forward and said, "It's okay, put it on my tab. I've already paid for her."

The old man glanced at Shen Xingsui with some gratitude and said, "Thank you, thank you, young man. I'll return it to you later."

Shen Xingsui smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a small matter."

After he finished paying and was about to leave, he didn't expect that the old woman in front of him was still there. She came over and took Shen Xingsui's hand, saying, "Young man, wait a moment, my grandson will be here soon."

Shen Xingsui sighed helplessly, "It's okay, Grandma, I really..."

While they were arguing, someone came over.

A young man with a buzz cut, wearing a gray down jacket, came over and said, "Grandma, I'm back from the restroom. Have you bought your things? Let's go back together..."

The man's words came to an abrupt halt after meeting Shen Xingsui's gaze.

Shen Xingsui was also taken aback when she saw him, but finally smiled and said, "Hello."

The young man with the buzz cut hesitated and asked, "Is it... Sui Sui?"

Shen Xingsui was surprised that he still remembered her, so she nodded and said, "It's me, long time no see."

"I didn't expect to run into you here. I'm Zhang Chi, do you remember me?" The young man with the buzz cut stammered, "I just came back from abroad this year. I saw you on TV, you're a star now, you sing very well..."

Shen Xingsui smiled and said, "Thank you."

Zhang Chi was his junior high school classmate and also one of his best friends.

Later, An Ran also came to the class. Everyone liked the kind and gentle An Ran, but disliked Shen Xing Sui, who had poor grades and was mischievous and naughty. Later, under An Ran's influence, many people distanced themselves from Shen Xing Sui, including Zhang Chi, and they isolated him together.

The old lady next to me said, "Thanks to this young man, he paid for my potatoes."

After hearing this, Zhang Chi smiled and said, "Thank you, Sui Sui. Here's the money for you!"

"No need, it was nothing." Shen Xingsui didn't mind. He just gently reminded him, "Next time you come to the mall, try to stay with the elderly."

Zhang Chi felt somewhat ashamed and said, "I understand."

He had always felt a strange sense of guilt towards Shen Xingsui.

It's a feeling that's hard to explain. Everyone disliked him back then, so he had to conform or he would be ostracized.

In fact, Shen Xingsui hadn't done anything to wrong him, but he still didn't stay by Shen Xingsui's side when she needed him, instead choosing to stay out of trouble.

Shen Xingsui said, "Then I'll be going now."

Looking at his somewhat thin back, Zhang Chi unconsciously called out, "Sui Sui!"

Shen Xingsui turned around.

"I... I mean, we're all old classmates, we could get together sometime." Zhang Chi licked his dry lips. "It's been so many years since we last saw each other..."

After listening, Shen Xingsui smiled softly. His eyes were clear and bright, and he looked beautiful when he smiled, which made Zhang Chi a little dazed.

Shen Xingsui replied, "Is it necessary?"

Zhang Chi came to his senses, and his heart slowly calmed down.

“I think even if we haven’t seen each other for many years, no one would want to get together with me.” Shen Xingsui said softly, using a very nonchalant tone to move on from the pain of the past: “After all, no one considers me a friend, right?”

Looking at his face, Zhang Chi felt a sudden, inexplicable pang of pain in his heart. He instinctively said, "No..."

Shen Xingsui: "Whether it is or not is no longer important."

Zhang Chi was somewhat stunned.

“It’s all in the past.” Shen Xingsui waved his hand from a meter away. “I don’t care anymore.”

The person standing in front of him smiled broadly, and there was truly no more lingering affection in his eyes. But for some reason, Zhang Chi thought of a time many, many years ago, also on an afternoon when Shen Xingsui came to find him, only to be ruthlessly avoided by him. At that time, they were separated by a similar distance, and Shen Xingsui looked at him with a hurt gaze for a long time.

That was that afternoon. Many times afterward, even after graduation, he would dream about it often, and then wake up in a fright.

Back then, it was Shen Xingsui who watched him leave, but this time, it was him standing here, watching Shen Xingsui leave. The boy didn't look back or linger; it seemed he had truly moved on from the past, with unwavering resolve.

...

next day

While Fu Jinxiao was in the car, she received an email.

It was a message from music producer Zhang Jiang, asking him to listen to a few of his recent compositions and inquiring about his satisfaction.

Wang Meican said from the side, "How many versions are there now? Why isn't there one that you're satisfied with?"

Fu Jinxiao said calmly, "There are many excellent composers, but few who can truly resonate with the music. You can immediately tell if a composition is too utilitarian and lacks sincerity. My requirements are not high; it's just that there are too few people who can meet them."

Wang Meican: "..."

You are always right.

Zhang Jiang also sent him a WeChat message: "Pick one of these three pieces. I bet you'll choose one today."

Fu Jinxiao couldn't stand his arrogant tone, so she sneered and sent him a "get lost" emoji before even hearing his reply, to teach him a lesson for his recent overconfidence.

He listened to the first two songs first.

The melody is melancholic, and the composer is very thoughtful, but it always sounds like something is missing.

By the time he arrived, Fu Jinxiao's expectations had already dropped. He figured that these three songs wouldn't be good enough. With the mindset of killing time, he clicked on the third song. As soon as the melody started playing, the nonchalant expression on Fu Jinxiao's face suddenly became much more serious, and his whole demeanor changed.

Wang Meican noticed and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

After listening to most of it, and even before finishing, Fu Jinxiao sent a message to Zhang Jiang: "Who is the composer?"

Zhang Jiang said smugly, "Are you quite satisfied? I knew you would choose him, after all, he has always been someone who suits your taste. I could tell before that you really wanted him to compose the music, but you were too embarrassed to ask him directly, so you mentioned it to me intentionally or unintentionally. So I had to ask him myself. Are you satisfied?"

Fu Jinxiao looked at the string of words, a meaningful smile gradually appearing on his face. The two of them were speaking in riddles, neither of them revealing the answer: "How did you know it was him?"

"Do I even need to guess?" Zhang Jiang replied, "You're like an ancient tree in bloom, exuding such a sultry aura that you can't even hide your presence, okay?"

Fu Jinxiao: "..."

He was just about to have a long chat with Zhang Jiang when Weibo sent him a notification. After being silent for more than ten days, Jian Zhi finally couldn't help but take the initiative.

Jianzhi had been living in constant fear. He was terrified that Shen Xingsui would release evidence against him, which would ruin his image in front of his fans. But as the days went by, Shen Xingsui remained remarkably patient, which made Jianzhi's suffering more and more each day. He was never one to be passive, so after careful consideration, he finally issued a statement.

Jianzhi V: "Hello everyone, regarding the previous plagiarism incident, when my former brother Shen Xingsui claimed that he was the original composer, I objected. That's because the lyrics of that song were not written by him, but were the original work of me and my team. As for the controversial chorus, I want to give a direct response here. That chorus was indeed written by Shen Xingsui, but he gave it to me on my birthday and allowed me to use it. I don't know why Sui Sui came out to accuse me of plagiarism not long ago. If it's because of any misunderstanding or estrangement, I am willing to mediate with Sui Sui and also willing to remove the song and put the past behind us."

Subsequently, under the Weibo post, a card that Shen Xingsui had given to Jian Zhi many years ago to wish him a happy birthday was posted, and it did indeed contain a message saying that she had written a song for him.

This Weibo post immediately became a hot topic and generated a lot of buzz:

"Wow, so that's the truth."

"So you did plagiarize."

"Does this count as plagiarism? Shen Xingsui gave this to her brother herself."

"Wow, she gave him away and then turned around and blamed him. Shen Xingsui is disgusting."

I threw up.

Jane's move was truly brilliant.

He guessed that Shen Xingsui had the original manuscript, so he preemptively admitted that he had taken it. However, he then produced evidence to accuse Shen Xingsui of plagiarizing him. In this way, he directly stood on the moral high ground and did whatever he wanted.

After reading it, Wang Meican cursed, "This Jian Zhi is so shameless."

Fu Jinxiao gave a cold laugh.

Wang Meican sighed and said, "If that's really the case, then Sui Sui couldn't possibly not know that he took it, nor could she accuse him of plagiarism. So this gift is definitely without factual basis. We only need to seize on this point to fight back. Moreover, we have the manuscript, which can also be used to further prove that he clearly stated that he was the original author."

Fu Jinxiao's expression was solemn. He said, "Let's go back to the company first."

Wang Meican nodded. Since the other side had declared war, they had no reason not to respond.

Shen Xingsui saw the news immediately and was shocked by Jian Zhi's shamelessness. He was both angry and anxious. Public opinion gradually sided with Jian Zhi and accused the original creator of breaking his promise. This was exactly the scenario that Jian Zhi wanted to see.

But at that moment, a Weibo post by an ordinary person was pushed to the top within just ten minutes.

The Weibo user's name is: Zhang Chi You Du

He posted after Jianzhi, and it was also a long post, as if he had thought it through carefully before speaking out: Hello everyone, I am a junior high school classmate of Shen Xingsui. Because I have only recently returned to China, I heard about his situation and missed out on many people and events. In the past few days, I have gradually learned a lot and regret not speaking out when the discussion about the campus took place. Fortunately, it seems that it is not too late today.

I was his junior high school classmate and one of his good friends.

Back in junior high, Shen Xingsui's older brother, Jianzhi, was already a somewhat famous singer. At that time, I knew that Sui Sui had indeed written a song for Jianzhi and even wrote a birthday card for him. As his friends, we were fortunate enough to attend the birthday party, but I can say with certainty that the sheet music was never given away.

Simplified treatment is not good for Sui Sui.

That day they were on the balcony, and my friend and I were eavesdropping from behind. Jianzhi saw the sheet music and threw it at Suisui, and then insulted and slandered Suisui, saying that what he wrote was garbage and utter nonsense, and that he was not allowed to write songs for him anymore. When we came back that day, Suisui cried, so we gave him some cake and took a picture.

The post included an old photo from a long, long time ago, which was noticeably yellowed. In the center of the photo was a child with red eyes. The young Shen Xingsui had a slightly rebellious look, with a cool smile on his handsome face and a light still shining in his eyes.

The Weibo post ended with a somewhat sentimental remark at the very bottom.

“I thought for a long time about whether to stand up. I am a coward. Too many times I have chosen to remain silent. But I have been silent for too long. I thought that silence would allow me to avoid offending people and avoid difficulties. But I later realized that no pain is more painful than living with guilt for years. I must give him justice because Jianzhi owes him an apology, and I owe him one too.”

The Weibo post quickly became a trending topic within just ten minutes.

It even overshadowed Jianzhi's Weibo post at one point, becoming the most discussed post online and the biggest gossip of the second half of the year.

Just as netizens were expressing their shock, Shen Xingsui updated her Weibo. This time, she released comparison images of the sheet music, including the background of her return to the Jian family to retrieve the sheet music. She clearly pointed out that if they hadn't obtained the original sheet music, Jian Zhi would never have issued a statement. She then directly released some audio recordings, including conversations at the Jian family's house.

"How can your sheet music be considered yours? You've been eating and drinking for free at the Jian family for so many years, and everything you have belongs to our family."

Why should I apologize?

"Using you is a sign of respect!"

The various offensive remarks made at the end of the recording shocked netizens and shattered the image of Jianzhi as a gentle older brother that everyone had always held in their hearts.

Meanwhile, thanks to Wang Meican's arrangements, more music creators spoke out today:

#Jianzhi bought out other people's original songs at a low price for his own use, and even made personal threats#

#Jane Jerry acts arrogantly and bullies unknown newcomers#

#Jianzhi plagiarized a folk singer's original work#

One trending topic after another topped the charts, shocking everyone and driving netizens wild:

"Really?"

"I feel like a badger that can't finish eating melons today."

"Jane is such a disgusting bastard."

"Ban them! Those disgraced celebrities, my God!"

At the same time, Fu Jinxiao's official Weibo account updated, releasing a teaser for the new album and revealing one of the songs being heavily promoted for the first time. What attracted the most attention was the list of names in the middle.

Composer: Shen Xingsui

Arrangement: Shen Xingsui

Lyrics by: Fu Jinxiao

This announcement instantly caused a stir among netizens:

"Authorized by Teacher Fu!"

"All the two-line love letters in the world have the same person's name."

"My two favorite people have collaborated."

"Sui Sui's original creative abilities have been recognized by Teacher Fu!"

"Hahaha, do some plagiarists have to admit defeat?"

Unlike before, after Jian Zhi's incident, Shen Xingsui completely gained the support of netizens, and his Weibo was flooded with comments, especially about the original manuscripts.

Shen Xingsui exposed two original drafts, one of which he had sent to Fu Jinxiao. Now that it's been revealed that he wrote it himself, he's inexplicably a little nervous because his alternate account has done too many crazy things for fans. He used to express his love and support for almost every Weibo post of Fu Jinxiao, especially when he was going through a difficult time, he would send Fu Jinxiao a lot of messages.

Although they are all just random thoughts.

However, he wrote a lot. Every year, he witnessed Fu Jinxiao's growth, and every day, he would send him private messages sharing the trivialities of his life, just as Fu Jinxiao was also witnessing his growth. However, the movie star Fu never replied, so he also felt that Fu Jinxiao probably hadn't read it. After all, it was a manuscript from so many years ago, who would remember it?

With that in mind, he switched back to his alternate account.

However, his alternate Weibo account, which hadn't been updated in ages, suddenly had a red notification on its homepage, indicating that there was a new message. Although he hadn't clicked on it yet, his heart jumped into his throat in an instant.

Shen Xingsui's hands trembled slightly. Even though there was only one line, it made him so nervous that his breathing became unsteady. He clicked on the homepage and his name, "Fu Jinxiao's First Wife," was still listed there. However, the "Following" section was marked in red, indicating that there were new followers. But he hadn't posted on Weibo in a long time. Who would be following him?

Clinging to the last shred of hope, he clicked on it.

New friends

You gained one follower in the last seven days: Fu Jinxiao v

Shen Xingsui's eyes widened, and for a moment he felt like he was on fire. His heart was pounding in his throat. He even doubted whether it was real and clicked to take a look, only to see the huge account with over 100 million followers. He was completely devastated.