"I feel like she's the boss lady. She's so powerful and domineering, it feels like the dancing instructor seat is almost full of space for her."

"Still want to swear? My god, that face is wasted! Is this her way of getting attention as a newcomer? I refuse!!... I would like to advise female celebrities who want to debut in the future to pay attention to their public image. We don't like vulgarity, OK?"

"Have you watched the show, those of you in the front? You guys are the ones who took things out of context, right? I give in!"

The few sporadic comments that spoke up for Ye Wan or the program team were quickly drowned out by the massive influx of negative comments.

When the class bell rang, Ye Wan narrowed his eyes and put away his phone.

Her intuition told her that this time the black fire seemed to be more powerful than the previous times.

If the intuition is correct, then it can only mean one thing.

She is going to be famous!

Such a large-scale and organized crime must be the result of someone spending money and effort.

But she is a female artist who has just starred in one and a half movies. She has never snatched anyone's role or taken anyone's resources. Would the other party spend so much effort to discredit her? When he looked up again, he saw the old professor walking in with the teaching plan. Ye Wan sent a WeChat message to Brother Qiu.

When I looked up again, he had turned into the top student who was concentrating on his studies in class.

In the studio, Qiu Yuze glanced at his phone, looking puzzled.

Sister Wan said, let them be black!

Otherwise, would he spend money to remove the trending search, or hire a group of netizens to attack the black fans to reverse the situation?

He was obviously experienced in making Wan Jie look bad for a while and then quickly turning the tables and making her angry.

Let the bullets fly for a while!

Let the haters jump even higher.

When you aim and shoot, the target will be clearer.

hey-hey.

…

"Xiang Yang said that he had taken Mr. Qin away from Huabanli, and he is in a stable mood."

"Also, on Weibo, my wife was hacked. Do you want to intervene?"

Lu Changchuan hesitated.

Wanwan said that he was not allowed to make decisions on her own.

But he would be in a bad mood when he saw black fans attacking Wanwan. This was no longer Wanwan's business, but his own business.

That's the way it can be calculated, right? "Go check it out!"

Looking up and instructing Rong Qian, Lu Changchuan said in a deep voice: "If it is an individual behavior, don't worry about it. If someone hired water army and black fans to attack, deal with them all."

"yes."

Rong Qian took the order and left.

Ten minutes later, on Weibo's hot searches, the news that there was a shady deal in the Dancing Boys show and that Ye Wan had a wealthy sponsor behind him remained popular.

When some netizens tried to repost the short video, which had been viewed over 2 million times, they found that the original video did not exist.

Not only did the posted video disappear, but the original poster also deleted his account and ceased to exist.

Netizens: ???

So, what you want to hide is the truth, right?

If you can delete one, can't I re-edit one?

Tens of millions of black fans rushed into the playback app and clicked on the fifth episode of Dancing Youth.

Far away in the TV station's director's room in Shanghai, Shangguan Yan heard the director's exclamation.

(End of this chapter)