There are already millions of posts under Tang Xiaobao’s Weibo.
Everyone is discussing it enthusiastically.
"I'm a die-hard Michael Jackson fan. Although I like the Jackson, when it comes to dancing, I think he's a little behind."
"I stopped being a fan because I like Michael Jackson more."
"I'm sorry, I've also chosen to stop being a fan."
"Please, what does this have to do with the leader? Are you sick?"
"Yes, the leader is innocent."
"Who the hell is Zhao Linger? What right does he have to slander the deceased dance king?"
"Everyone is with the Black Cult Leader now. If you leave now, will you be worthy of the Cult Leader?"
"I will always stand on the side of the leader."
"The leader is so powerful, he won the Dancing Forest Championship. Everyone saw his performance last night. In my heart, he is the best. That foreign transvestite can't even come close to that."
"Who are you calling a shemale? That's the World Dance King."
“No one has ever dared to say that he dances better than the King of Dance.”
"Long live the leader. I support the leader. The leader dances better."
…
Fans are divided into two camps, one thinks Tang Xiaobao is more awesome, the other thinks Michael Jackson is more powerful.
The two sides were arguing fiercely.
In fact, Tang Xiaobao suffered an unexpected disaster.
He never said that Michael Jackson was better.
But after the media reported it this way, the story has changed.
There are also some people who scolded Zhao Linger and put all the blame on her.
Of course, some people unfollowed me.
Probably the die-hard fans of Michael Jackson, they all stood up and expressed their opinions at this time.
As a result, Tang Xiaobao's fans dropped significantly.
There used to be more than 100 million, but now there are only 100 million.
Tens of millions less.
At least a quarter of the fans unfollowed him.
But this has no effect on Tang Xiaobao.
Whether you want to take it or not, it’s none of my business.
This is Tang Xiaobao’s current mentality.
He never wanted to be a big star in the entertainment industry.
Although he cares a lot about the feelings of his fans.
Stop being a fan, stop being a fan.
He doesn't take it seriously.
But he is really angry now.
Putting aside other things, why are you scolding Zhao Linger?
That's my woman...
Well, the most hateful people are those reporters.
If the reporters had not deliberately distorted and exaggerated the facts, there would be no trouble now.
Tang Xiaobao was so angry that he kept humming.
He got dressed and went downstairs to eat.
Except Yingying, all the people living here are immortals.
These worldly matters are unlikely to attract their attention, so, except for Yingying, everyone else looks calm and composed.
Seeing Tang Xiaobao eating with such a calm face, Yingying couldn't help but ask, "Have you seen it?"
“Yes.”
Tang Xiaobao said without raising his head.
Yingying: "Then why are you so calm?"
Tang Xiaobao: "Should I be angry?"
"Shouldn't you be angry?"
"Why should I be angry?"
"I saw that at least tens of millions of fans have left the group."
"So what?"
"ah?"
Yingying was stunned.
"You're a celebrity, a public figure. Your influence and popularity will decline."
"Does that matter?"
"this--"
Yingying was stunned.
Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "Whether they pay attention or not, what does it have to do with me? I care about them because they like me. If they don't like me anymore, why should I care about them? Besides, I haven't thought about becoming a big star, so popularity has no effect on me. Also, you will become a god sooner or later, so you can't get angry over such a small thing. Stay calm, okay?"
Yingying didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You really are open-minded."
"Of course, I have a very strong character."
Tang Xiaobao said proudly.
He said it so easily, but was he really not angry?
That's bullshit.
At this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang.
As soon as he answered the phone, his brows furrowed tightly.
After hanging up the phone, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up with a fierce look on his face and said, "I'm going out for a while."
"What happened?"
Yingying was a little worried.
"Zhao Linger assaulted someone and was arrested by the police."
Tang Xiaobao ran out in a flash.
Yingying muttered to herself, "Did Zhao Linger hit someone?"
…
The call just now was from the police station, telling Tang Xiaobao that Zhao Linger had injured a reporter and was taken to a nearby police station by the police.
Tang Xiaobao was a little anxious.
When he drove to the place the other party mentioned, it was indeed the police station. Moreover, the police station was now blocked by a lot of reporters. The one in front had a swollen face and seemed to have lost several teeth. He was negotiating with a policeman there.
Tang Xiaobao stopped the car and walked forward.
Immediately, a group of reporters began taking pictures.
Some people even wanted to come over for an interview.
"Mr. Tang, are you here for Zhao Linger? What's your relationship with her? She injured one of our colleagues today. Will you protect her?"
First of all, there are a series of problems.
Tang Xiaobao was filled with rage. Upon hearing this, he snorted coldly, "I won't accept any interviews. If anyone dares to film me again, I'll smash his camera."
A group of reporters stepped back in fear.
But there is always some boldness.
For example, the reporter in the front, holding a microphone and broadcasting live, had a photographer behind him. He actually shouted at Tang Xiaobao, "We are reporters and have the right to interview. Why are you not allowing us to do so? Also, Zhao Linger has caused me such serious injuries. If the police station doesn't give me a satisfactory answer today, I will definitely not give up."
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaobao's heart moved.
He did not rush into the police station, but walked up to the reporter who was speaking and looked him up and down.
The man was probably in his thirties, a little overweight, with small eyes moving around, and he looked like a smart guy.
But that doesn't matter.
The important thing is that he was the person involved and it was he who was injured by Zhao Linger.
Tang Xiaobao asked, "You said Zhao Linger hurt you?"
"Didn't you see it?"
"What do I see?"
"Can't you see my face is injured? Also, I lost three teeth."
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "So what? Let me ask you, why did she hit you? She's not like you. She's not sick. She wouldn't hit you for no reason, right? If I'm guessing correctly, you must have offended her, right?"
The fat reporter said angrily, "I offended her? Nonsense! I just went to her house to interview her, but I didn't expect her to suddenly attack me."
"Oh, you went to her house and wanted to interview her?"
"Yes, that's right. Is it illegal? I have the right to interview and report!"
Tang Xiaobao snorted coldly: "Fuck you, why don't you look in the mirror? Who made you look like you deserve a beating? If you ask me, you deserve it!"
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