Height, the height is fake.
An anonymous person posted a physical examination report taken before the New Year, and 160 was exactly the right amount.
Face...I didn't do much to my face, I just had double eyelid surgery.
He dropped out of high school and had participated in a talent show before, but was eliminated in the auditions. His parents are ordinary workers, and his so-called scholarly and musical family are all fake.
Except for some loyal fans who were still trying to whitewash her, the fans who were still on the fence directly turned to Sanqianshui. Qu Yiyi's huge fan base shrank by half in an instant, and the afternoon game suddenly became mysterious.
"You still have the nerve to wash off the koji powder? Were you not very good at throwing dirty water on our Shui Shui?"
"You are from a family of scholars, what nonsense!"
"Sanqianshuicai is really like a pot that comes from the sky when you sit at home. Such a big pot of black, thinking about myself who blamed her in the past, I couldn't help but shed tears of regret."
"+1."
"+2."
A uniform line of people expressing guilt gradually evolved into:
"I'll go and swipe the ticket for Shui Shui in the afternoon."
"Master, take me with you."
"Take me with you too."
The "Exposure Building" gradually went astray and turned into a "Remorse Building" where people wanted to vote for Sanqianshui.
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"Thank you, Liu Yang."
A warm and youthful voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's okay, Jiang Xi, we are classmates. I can't just stand by and watch that bad woman bully you!"
Jiang Xi closed his phone and pinched his sore eyes.
Fatty Tang attentively poured a cup of tea beside him: "Xiaoxi, where did you find this classmate? He's quite impressive."
Where did you find it?
Of course I found it.
Jiang Xi had never expected that when he traced the clues all the way, he found that the owner of the "818" post who posted the video with pictures and text in the Zhiyin and Tianya styles was the annoying Liu Yang.
Liu Yang is indeed very talented, especially when it comes to inciting people and gossiping about public opinion.
"What should we do next? You tell me, I'll do whatever you say."
Fatty Tang has been convinced these past two days.
He followed this little girl like a wheel, and it was the first time for him to experience such ups and downs. From being in poverty to becoming rich, and then to the current prosperous dynasty, every step was almost calculated by this girl.
I don't know what's wrong with this pretty little head. She's very experienced in playing with people's hearts, and she's better at every trick than an adult like him.
Internet celebrities and anchors have more or less experienced the set of online marketing, which involves many ways of being fans and haters. The timing of the intervention of online promoters is very important. A wrong judgment may very likely lead to the opposite result.
The masses are easy to fool, but difficult to fool.
Out-of-control public opinion is often like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins. If you want to play with it well, you need to have some brains.
"No big deal."
Jiang Xi took a sip of tea, turned the handle of the cup, and asked nonchalantly: "Brother Tang, aren't you scared?"
From Qu Yiyi's perspective, Jiang Xi completely stepped on her to get to the top, which was very cruel.
"You didn't actively harm anyone."
Tang Gu said nonchalantly, "Qu Yiyi herself is not a good person. If she hadn't come back to harm you, you wouldn't have fought back."
Jiang Xi's lips curled up slightly. Tang Gu glanced at his watch and said, "Li Huai will be here soon to restyle you. Get ready."
"good."
She said softly.
The afternoon's game went better than expected.
Jiang Xi's appearance and singing voice really increased her favorability. Almost all the passers-by were attracted to her. The mother fans who were abused during the whitewashing process were even more powerful. Not only did they vote themselves, but they also organized and disciplinedly canvassed votes among their friends circle, allowing Jiang Xi to squeeze out Qu Yiyi at the last moment of the semi-finals and successfully advance.
Qu Yiyi's face was dejected. She was afraid that she would not be able to recover this time.
Turning around, he saw San Qian Shui with that peaceful expression again, and couldn't help but spit: "Why are you pretending? We're all selling ourselves out here, so who's more noble than the other?"
Jiang Xi looked at her strangely, then turned his head away silently.
She became the biggest dark horse in this Masked Singer competition.
The live broadcast industry can no longer call her a "nobody" or a "black material anchor", and the number of fans on Weibo has expanded at an almost snowball rate. In just one day, it has exceeded two million.
The semi-finals are over.
The four eliminated players were eliminated directly.
"Let's congratulate Lin Jianyu Fei! Congratulations to Jiao Tang Bu Zai! Congratulations to Le Le Bu Kuai! Congratulations to San Qian Shui!"
Li Mo's voice was excited. Just now, he had secretly slipped a note to Jiang Xi, "Congratulations to these four people who directly advanced!"
Jiang Xi once again showed his eight-tooth smile.
The comments said: I was blinded by the light.
"Shuishui! Shuishui!"
When Jiang Xi followed the crowd out of the stadium, a boy chased after him and said, "I'm your fan. Can you give me an autograph?"
Then he handed over a highlighter and a notebook.
Jiang Xi curled the corners of her mouth, and a hint of mischief seemed to be embedded in her eyes that looked like black grapes. Just when the male fan was stunned, she stopped smiling and refused:
"……cannot."
When Jiang Xi didn't try to be kind, his whole aura was even gloomy. Just standing aside, one felt as if he was being dragged into the darkness.
The male fan suddenly felt that the sun above his head was a little cold.
Jiang Xi clearly remembered that this person had previously grabbed a sign with a bloody handprint and cursed, "Three thousand boiling waters!"
This world is really funny and ironic.
She stepped onto the bus.
When she arrived at the club, Jiang Xi didn't contact anyone. The ding-dong music in her head was like fireworks, making her head hurt.
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