Chapter 118 Dead End
From the time the show was broadcast to the whole network's crazy declaration of love for Shen Pianpian, Wei Lan's official fan Weibo was as quiet as a chicken from beginning to end, and did not make any other moves except for Wei Lan's program cut.
However, when this clip spread all over the Internet, they finally took action.
There were no fewer than twenty official fan groups, large and small, all of which tagged Chen Pianpian at the same time, as well as the "gossip-loving" person who wrote the micro-analysis.
Lan Family Army Club: We've been quiet because fans know the importance of keeping a low profile and being humble. Lan Lan accepted her outstanding junior sister and cared for her, so we, unaware of the truth, were only moved and reassured by her kindness. However, her kindness doesn't mean we, the fans, can stand by and watch her get bullied. You tried to drag her down, but failed, and even boasted that you knew it wouldn't air. You showed disrespect and unbridled sarcasm towards your seniors. You knew who she was about to call, yet you maliciously preempted her call, embarrassing her in front of everyone. @Chen Pianpian, I want to ask you, where is your conscience? Where is your upbringing? Where is your bottom line? The millions of Lan Family Army members are waiting here today for your apology to Wei Lan!
More than 20 fan sites forwarded each other's posts and tagged each other one by one.
Then, each of these Weibo posts was forwarded crazily by Lan's army, with "waiting for your apology" neatly stacked on top of each other, and the dense exclamation marks were shocking to see.
The internet was in an uproar, and everyone started tagging Chen Pianpian crazily.
Soon, "Chen Pianpian, waiting for your apology" became a hot search again.
Chen Pianpian lay on the sofa with her back facing up. The night breeze blowing in from the window was cool, but it could not extinguish the flame burning faintly in her heart.
Recalling the call Uncle Mao just made to the program director, the answer he got was that the original behind-the-scenes footage had been deleted and could not be restored.
"Mr. Agent, tell your Xiao Shen," the director said suddenly after a long pause, "The entertainment industry is already a tough place to be. This time, the other party clearly came prepared. I should sincerely apologize to you for this matter, but the most urgent thing is to find the other guests and see if we can get them to speak up."
Shen Pianpian raised her phone, clicked on the guests she had added during the recording of the show one by one, and looked at the unresponsive dialog box on WeChat.
She didn't even say anything, just sent a message saying "Have you eaten?", but no one responded from beginning to end.
Shen Pianpian put down his phone, stared blankly at the ceiling, and suddenly thought of a question.
Why did Xia Yunduan never encounter similar difficulties when she was in the entertainment industry?
It seemed like she had smooth sailing from the very beginning. Good directors and good scripts always came to her on their own. The audience's love for her was beyond words. From beginning to end, she had never heard any slander or attack.
It seemed as if she should naturally be loved by the whole world and then be put on the most gorgeous and dazzling stage to be worshipped by everyone.
If she were still alive, I'm afraid she would continue to shine like this and realize her dream soon?
But she died.
The one who is alive now is Shen Pianpian.
So, being reborn once is also for me to experience this feeling?
There was a dead end in front of you, no evidence to fight back, no one who knew the truth and was willing to help you, and no powerful backers as they claimed. Yet, all around you were enemies.
They attacked her with the most vicious language, the most sinister assumptions, and the most extreme conjectures. There were thousands of tags in private messages on Weibo, and thousands of strangers were scolding her.
The number kept growing and jumping, even preventing her from logging into Weibo successfully.
They told her to get out of the entertainment industry.
Shen Pianpian closed her eyes, and a cool breeze blew in, blowing off a few pages of scripts on the table, and then brushed across the corners of her slowly raised mouth.
Why should I get out of the entertainment industry?
I am prepared to stick to my dream for the rest of my life, so I have to leave just because you tell me to?
The more you ask me to get out, the more I will take root here firmly and grow into a towering tree that everyone will look up to.
When the time comes, I will make each of you kneel down and swallow back everything you said.
When she opened her eyes, a ball of fire seemed to be reflected in the girl's clear pupils.
Burning quietly, cold yet extremely fiercely.
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