[Humph, we just don't want to engage in a fearless argument with you. After all, the ancients often said that silence is golden.]
[Yes, silence is golden! No matter how you look at this matter, we are right, so why waste our breath on you?]
[That's right, you're just sophistry. Wen Wan makes so much money every year, she should donate some of it. We're just ordinary poor people who can barely take care of our own families, and you're asking us to donate money?]
[Oh my god, I've really been enlightened today. How could someone have the nerve to say something so shameless?]
Wen Wan looked at the screen as if she had heard some kind of ridiculous joke. She sneered silently and said in disbelief, "It's already the year 2202, and there are still idiots like you in the world!"
"I now feel that you are not He Yueyan's water army. After all, I have never seen such a brainless water army. Your incomprehensible train of thought shows that you are her fans, true fans!!"
"You guys are really a group of warriors for being her fans until now! I admire you so much, I really admire you!" She said with a sarcastic look on her face, then raised her hands and clapped a few times.
Jia Xibei rolled his eyes to the sky and repeated angrily, "Silence is golden?"
"You guys are really good at making excuses for yourselves. When you're criticizing others, you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve, but when you can't win an argument, you just say 'silence is golden'. You really get all the good words!"
"You're still using sophistry... Don't you feel guilty saying this? Or do you have some misunderstanding of the word 'sophistry'? You know who's doing the sophistry!"
"I'm a little confused now. Is He Yueyan your father or your mother? How can she make you work so hard for her? What are you trying to achieve?"
"Is it because she has a distorted outlook? Is it because she's capable of spreading rumors? Is it because she has no moral integrity? Or is it because she's capable of collapsing her reputation?"
Wen Wan couldn't help but laugh out loud beside her. A mouth that could rival hers had finally appeared! Just based on this mouth, they were destined to be a family!
[Well said! Master and disciple are of one mind, and their words are worth a fortune! You two are great talkers!]
As the saying goes, "If you're not from the same family, you won't marry." You two are destined to be from the same family, you're such a perfect match!
[Hahahaha, just by hearing the voices I thought there were two Wanbaos, they sound so damn similar when they talk!]
What's wrong, Xiao Zhou? Why aren't you talking? Do you often feel out of place with them because you're not as good at talking? It's okay, you can learn from them!
[Hahaha! Forget it. I really can't imagine what Brother Zhou would be like if he spoke in Wanbao's tone. But I can still look forward to seeing Little Zhou and Little Wan.]
Zhou Ziheng's brows were furrowed at this moment, and no one knew what he was thinking.
He was silent for a while, then looked at the camera and smiled helplessly, "Everyone has a different personality and naturally speaks differently. This doesn't mean that I'm out of tune with them. I just feel that—"
“It’s not the quantity of words that counts, but the quality of the words.”
Wen Wan and Jia Xibei both raised their eyebrows when they heard this. While that was true, she and Jia Xibei were both... the kind of talkative trolls! People like them from the Old An clan used numbers to confuse people.
Zhou Ziheng is the true example of "if you don't speak, you'll be amazing when you do." He is exactly the same as what he described just now. He doesn't say much, but the few words he says can touch people's hearts directly, and they are extremely reasonable, making it impossible for people to refute him. His lethality is extremely strong!
She felt that if she could combine the two, her quarreling ability would definitely increase dramatically!
But... forget it. It would be better to let her die than to let her quarrel with someone like He Yueyan all day long. What if this irritates her more?
The smile on Zhou Ziheng's face had completely disappeared at this time. For some reason... his expressionless face looked a little creepy.
His voice was still as pleasant as before, but now it was tinged with anger. "I don't know if you're still in the live broadcast room, but I must make these things clear to you today."
"I've said before that before asking others to do something, please ask yourself first. You say you're poor, so you don't need to donate money, and Wenwen earns a lot every year, so she should donate money. I think this makes no sense."
"There are so many wealthy people in the world, and there are many people in the entertainment industry who earn more than her. Why don't you blame them? Why do you have to keep picking on her?"
"If you call her a stingy person just because of this, then there are countless stingy people in the world. I believe everyone should be treated equally, no matter what they do. If that's the case... why don't you ask others to do the same?"
"Or... you just want to target her?" He couldn't help but sneer when he said this, the sarcasm in his voice was very obvious.
[Wow, Brother Zhou's position as the number one rice bowl is secure! It's truly remarkable that Zhou has the rice bowl!]
[You’re right. If you ask for it, you should treat everyone equally. Otherwise, it’s targeting!]
[Indeed, according to He Yueyan's statement, wouldn't the entertainment industry be full of stingy people?]
Zhou Ziheng reached out and grabbed the little hand of the person next to him and held it tightly, giving her a complete sense of security.
Then he stared straight ahead and continued with a cold face, "I still say the same thing, before asking others to do something, please ask yourself first."
"Didn't your boss say that no matter how much money is donated, it's a gesture of kindness? So even if you're poor, you should still do your part, right? Instead of saying things like... poor people don't need to donate."
Jia Xibei, the competent supporting actor, came on stage again, clapping wildly and saying, "Master's wife is right! These are the original words of your master. Don't you guys listen to them?"
"If you guys don't donate, I'll start to suspect you're fake fans! If you don't want to be expelled, then donate now! If you have the guts, take a screenshot of your donation and throw it in our faces!"
She paused for a moment, rubbed her chin thoughtfully, and then said, "Let me give you a brief summary."
"If you want to smear Wanwan, the first thing you should do is to investigate all the wealthy people in the world, then criticize those who haven't donated money. Then, donate some money yourself, contribute to charity, and show your love!"
"If you can't do that... then you're just talking nonsense! You have double standards! You just don't listen to your own masters!"
[That makes sense, why don’t you idiots go donate money? ?]
Honestly, I'm really fed up with this kind of shameless behavior. When I think of Wanbao, I feel like I'm suffocating. Isn't this moral kidnapping? I want to do good things, that's my reason, but being forced to do good things is just a lie.
[You are just making excuses. We can't even afford to eat, why should we donate?]
After reading the barrage, Zhou Ziheng raised a scornful smile and continued to pursue his victory.
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