Chapter 652 Protecting One's Own: Fans of other celebrities couldn't stand Zhao Shuo's fans' arrogance and came to refute them, but there were even more Gu Luo's fans who were completely enraged, because they discovered that these brainless fans loved to put down Gu Luo.
The reason is probably that Gu Luo is now hailed online as the pinnacle of human beauty, unparalleled in history.
A barrage of angry comments flooded the screen.
[Hilarious! This damn Zhao Shuo dares to carry my Gu Shen's shoes? Anyone with eyes can see who's naturally handsome, right?]
[Think twice before you try to discredit my Gu Shen. Gu Luo has qualified for the Olympics this year, and he's guaranteed a gold medal in the high jump. Does your idol have that?]
[I'm a big fan of Gu Luo, especially his mother. To be objective, your personal attacks are really going too far. I support Gu Luo.]
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Clearly, Gu Luo's fans were thoroughly angered by the unwarranted attacks from Zhao Shuo's fans. The two sides quickly escalated from comparing looks and talents to launching personal attacks on each other's idols, with increasingly vulgar language being used.
It's well known that fans of good looks are often the most powerful fighters. Both sides were die-hard fans, and the comments section gradually evolved into the most direct family tree greetings.
Ren Lei's face turned pale as she pointed at the screen and stammered, "This...this has nothing to do with me! It's all because these brainless fans are so brainless. Gu Luo and Zhao Shuo are just innocent bystanders..."
Firstly, she didn't want to be labeled as a brainless fan, and secondly, she genuinely felt that Zhao Shuo was an innocent bystander, as these were all fan behaviors and had nothing to do with him.
Lin Han pursed her lips, reached out and moved the tablet aside, not wanting to see those nasty comments anymore.
"The saying 'idols pay for their fans' actions' may be harsh, but it does have some truth to it."
She was definitely on Gu Luo's side. Although the fans on both sides were saying some very harsh things, it was Zhao Shuo's brainless fans who started the trouble first.
In response, Luo Shuning simply stroked the edge of the tablet, her gaze fixed on the chaotic barrage of comments, her tone remarkably calm:
Do you know why, in ancient times, when an official made a mistake, his entire family was punished?
Ren Lei was stunned, not understanding what she meant by suddenly saying this.
Luo Shuning looked up at the two of them, a sharp glint in her eyes:
"Because the group and the individual are never separate. Idols gain popularity from fans, their careers rise, and they benefit; conversely, when fans cause trouble in the name of their idols, the idols themselves will inevitably be affected; just like when officials in ancient times made mistakes, their families could not escape the consequences."
She paused, reached out and turned off the live comments, and the screen instantly became quiet.
Sunlight streamed through the gauze curtains and fell on Luo Shuning's face. Her tone softened again: "I can't control these brainless fans, but I can make trouble for Zhao Shuo."
Night fell like a heavy black cloth over the city, and only a warm yellow floor lamp was on in the apartment, illuminating the living room in a dim light.
On the sofa, Gu Ximan was curled up with a tablet computer on her lap. Her fingers were typing rapidly on the screen, so fast that they were almost blurry.
Her brows furrowed into a deep frown, her cheeks puffed out, and she occasionally uttered phrases from traditional Chinese culture. Her fair cheeks flushed an unnatural red with anger.
"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!" After typing out another long message and sending it, Gu Ximan slammed her hand on the sofa armrest.
"Are these people all crazy? All they do is spread rumors and smear my brother! Isn't this just insecurity and trying to get attention? They're just trying to ride on my brother's coattails. I'm going to curse these brainless idiots to death!"
She stared down at the new comments popping up on the screen, her eyes blazing with fury. Her fingers flew across the keyboard again, sending out a string of sharp words in an instant. As the main force of the online attacks on Gu Luo's fans, she had been arguing with Zhao Shuo's fans all day long, barely managing to eat a few bites of dinner before throwing herself back into the "battle".
Gu Luo sat beside her, his elbows resting on the sofa armrest, his fingertips gently stroking Gu Ximan's smooth, cool tea-brown hair, his movements incredibly tender.
Seeing the little girl's angry expression, he was both amused and exasperated, but he went along with her words, his tone full of indulgent laughter: "Go for it, Xiaoman, you must help me scold her back."
He knew the girl's personality all too well; once she set her mind on someone, she would do everything in her power to protect them. Right now, all she could think about was getting revenge for him. It would be really stupid of her to say something like, "Oh, it's okay, I don't care..." like a saint at this moment; it would only spoil her fun.
Of course, Gu Luo didn't really take this inexplicable online flame war seriously.
Online flame wars are common in the entertainment industry. Netizens' hostility comes and goes quickly. In two or three days, everyone will be attracted by new hot topics, and who will remember this trivial matter?
What he cares about now is that the little girl shouldn't get sick because of this.
Shen Qingling sat on the single sofa opposite, with an exquisite fruit plate in front of her, filled with sliced strawberries, mangoes and cantaloupe.
She held a strawberry between her long, slender fingers, slowly put it in her mouth, and occasionally glanced at Gu Ximan's tablet computer before quickly returning her gaze to the fruit plate.
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