The hotel room was very quiet.
Lin Yao's slender fingers gently swiped down the screen of her mobile phone, reading one by one the comments that insulted and attacked her.
His expression was very calm.
After a long time, she returned the phone to Mo Yan.
"Sister Yan, I will work hard to sing well and release the new album as soon as possible."
Mo Yan was slightly stunned, then smiled with relief:
"Yaoyao, you've matured more than before. You're right. As long as your new album is released as soon as possible and performs well on the charts, these rumors will be proven false."
"But..." Mo Yan's eyes gradually became sharp: "Huang Yin has done so many things, I will naturally not let you be bullied in vain. Don't worry, I will help you vent your anger."
At this time, on the other side of the room, the cell phone rang in Mo Yan's bag.
"Who's calling you so late?"
Mo Yan frowned slightly. That was Lin Yao's cell phone, which had been kept in Mo Yan's bag.
She walked over and took out her ringing cell phone from her bag.
Lin Yao was a little nervous. Could it be Fang Xiaole calling?
However, after Mo Yan saw the caller on the phone, his frown relaxed and he looked at Lin Yao with a strange expression.
She handed the phone to Lin Yao: "It's Wang Yi calling."
"Ah? Why would Wang Yi call me?"
Lin Yao was a little surprised. When recording the show last time, several regular guests left their phone numbers with each other, but Lin Yao's personality was not the type to take the initiative to approach others, so she had never contacted anyone else.
"It should be about something on Weibo. Go ahead."
Mo Yan smiled and motioned Lin Yao to answer the call.
"Hello, Wang Yi, hello."
Lin Yao pressed the answer button and greeted the other party a little awkwardly.
"Sister Lin, I'm sorry to bother you so late."
Wang Yi's voice sounded apologetic and seemed a little nervous.
"It's okay, what can I do for you?"
Lin Yao answered, her voice as gentle as usual, but with a distinct sense of politeness and distance.
"I came here specifically to apologize to you. I'm really sorry for what happened online."
Wang Yi said sincerely: "My agent has asked the management of the fan group. In fact, many of those who scolded you are not my fans. Someone is trying to stir up trouble."
Lin Yao smiled and said, "It's okay. You and I both know it's just a rumor."
Wang Yi seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally said, "How about I clarify it on Weibo?"
"Okay, thank you then."
"You're welcome. I'm sorry for causing you trouble. Well...good night."
"Thank you, goodbye."
Lin Yao hung up the phone and saw Mo Yan staring at her. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong, Sister Yan?"
Mo Yan didn't say anything. He walked in front of Lin Yao, stared at her for a long time, and suddenly a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This kind of smile is like a parent seeing his beautiful little flower being coveted by many little boys. He feels a little proud and a little distressed.
"I remember when I first took you over, you were still a little girl who knew nothing. Now..."
Mo Yan shook her head and said with emotion: "Now my Yaoyao has become a national goddess loved by everyone."
"What goddess? Sister Yan, you're laughing at me. I'm going to sleep." Lin Yao felt a little embarrassed and didn't understand why Mo Yan was suddenly so emotional. She stood up and walked towards the bedroom.
"Sister Yan, good night."
"Well, go to sleep, good night."
Lin Yao entered the bedroom and closed the door. Mo Yan sat alone on the sofa, muttering to himself:
"Beautiful female artists are prone to attracting romantic interests, so you have to be careful..."
In an upscale residential area in Shanghai City.
"Wang Yi, this matter actually has nothing to do with you. It's a fight between Huang Yin and Lin Yao. There's no need for you to get involved in person. It's easy to get into trouble."
Wang Yi was about to post a message on Weibo to clarify that Lin Yao was not trying to take advantage of his popularity, but his agent disagreed.
Wang Yi's agent is also a middle-aged woman named Wang Na. Unlike Mo Yan, she has long hair and wears heavy makeup, giving her a bit of a middle-aged vibe.
"Sister Wang, after all, some of my fans attacked others, and Lin Yao and I are still going to record a show together. It would be unreasonable for me not to express my opinion."
Wang Yi's attitude was quite resolute, and he had already written the content on Weibo with his mobile phone.
Wang Na felt a little helpless, and suddenly looked at Wang Yi strangely: "Do you really have those thoughts about Lin Yao?"
"Sister Wang, you are talking nonsense. I didn't, I..."
Wang Yi stopped talking halfway through his denial.
"Wang Yi, you are still young and are more easily attracted by appearance. Lin Yao is indeed very beautiful and talented. Many people like her. This is normal, but..."
Wang Na said earnestly, "You're different. You're an idol. You need fans and traffic. Once you fall in love, your career will collapse. Do you understand?"
Seeing that Wang Yi still didn't speak, Wang Na continued to persuade:
"You are more popular than Lin Yao, and she is in trouble now. If you are tied to her, you will be the one who suffers."
"I understand." Wang Yi nodded, but still insisted: "I still want to post this Weibo, and I will be careful to keep my distance from Lin Yao in the future."
Wang Na thought about it for a moment and finally agreed.
Seeing Wang Yi posted on Weibo, she got up and left Wang Yi's house.
After getting into her car, Wang Na did not start the car immediately. She was slightly distracted. She was still a little unwilling, thinking that if Lin Yao could not release a second album, she would only be a third or fourth-tier singer. Her own Wang Yi really suffered a loss this time.
Mo Yan, your female artist is beautiful, you deserve to take advantage of her, alas!
......
Jiangrong City, old street, in a rental house.
Fang Xiaole hasn't gone to bed yet. He is registering a Weibo account.
After chatting with Lin Yao, oh no, with Lin Yao's tool Fangfang, Fang Xiaole originally planned to continue studying the variety show directing course.
Several push messages popped up on the mobile phone's browser. This was after he searched for information about Lin Yao last time. The smart browser filtered the big data of user preferences and often pushed news related to Lin Yao to him.
However, the news pushed this time was not good news.
Fang Xiaole saw the news about Lin Yao being attacked on Weibo. Forget about the new album, as she would be refuted soon anyway, but the accusation that Lin Yao was trying to ride on Wang Yi's popularity was a bit too much.
Fang Xiaole didn’t usually use Weibo, so he downloaded it and registered an account on Weibo.
Entering the hot search interface, the Weibo post that slandered Lin Yao to gain popularity was still on the hot search list. Fang Xiaole clicked on it and went directly to the comment section, where he started to argue with the keyboard warriors who made personal attacks on Lin Yao.
It was Fang Xiaole's first time confronting someone online, and when they started arguing...
Wow, he was really good at debating with everyone, and he defeated many haters by himself.
I was so excited that I fell asleep in the early morning.
The next day, he went to work with dark circles under his eyes and forced himself to be busy all day. It was not until he received a call from Hong Sanshi after get off work that he came to his senses.
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