That's it?
Even the arguing of the middle-aged women dancing in the square downstairs is more interesting than this!
Zi Xi calmly swiped open her phone screen, a playful smile even playing on her lips.
This online bullying was nothing more than an appetizer to her; she was completely unaffected.
After all, the plot includes a major scene where radical fans photoshop a black-and-white portrait of the female lead and send her a physical funeral wreath.
"Tsk, netizens are pretty quick at doxxing."
"They've already dug up my Weibo account? It seems the fighting power of the gossip-loving public is not to be underestimated."
Zi Xi browsed through the photos with great interest, her fingertips lightly tapping the screen. She casually clicked on the stills of the original protagonist who had played minor roles last week, and the number of comments had already soared to five figures.
The top comment reads: "With acting skills like this, he might as well play a zombie. He's just a deadpan character and it doesn't cost him any money!"
The following is a follow-up review.
"Stay away from my husband, you bitch!"
"Are you desperate for fame? Have you no shame?"
"From film school? No wonder, you scheming bitch!"
"Tsk, it seems this matter has become more serious than I thought."
Zi Xi, with a straw in her mouth, slowly strolled into the performance classroom, only to be greeted with a wave of stares as soon as she entered.
Goodness, with that look in her eyes, anyone who didn't know better would think that she wasn't photographed by paparazzi with Mo Jinnian yesterday, but rather that she pounced on Mo Jinnian.
"I heard she specifically went to that restaurant to stake out the place..."
"...slept with several directors and producers..."
Two girls in the front row were whispering to each other, keeping their voices just loud enough for the whole class to hear.
Zi Xi raised an eyebrow, flicked her fingertips, and two coins flew out.
With two sharp swishing sounds, two coins were embedded directly into their desks, standing firmly and firmly.
"Let me hear that again next time..."
"The coin won't be stuck on the table anymore, you know."
Zi Xi smiled and kicked the chair in front of her, her tone as gentle as if she were offering them milk tea.
At lunchtime in the cafeteria, her usual lunch buddies all seemed to have amnesia, as if they didn't recognize her at all.
Zi Xi held her tray and looked around. Whenever she looked over, the students within a three-meter radius would immediately lower their heads and start eating, as if she were carrying some kind of virus.
"Okay, at least we don't have to fight for seats anymore."
She shrugged, took over the whole table by herself, and happily picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs and ate them.
"Ding-dong, ding-dong..."
My phone was vibrating incessantly in my pocket, like a screaming chicken whose tail had been stepped on.
Zi Xi took it out and saw that WB private messages were exploding like firecrackers during the New Year.
Clicking on the trending topics, #WaitressPicksUpMoJinNian# followed by the word "hot," and below it was a generous gift package of her life profile, from her class and dormitory to her family background, even revealing how tall the grass was on her father's grave.
The latest comments are even more fascinating:
"That deadbeat bastard dares to try and scam Brother Nian?"
"You jinx whose entire family is wiped out, stay away from my brother Nian!"
"Wow, this year's anti-fans are really bad at literature; they can't even rhyme when they're swearing."
Zi Xi smacked her lips and her fingers flew across the screen.
Zi Xi (a user's name) chuckles: Have some of your favorite movie stars used their brains as hair conditioner? The photo was taken from a special angle by paparazzi, do I need to make it clearer? I have no interest in your movie stars! After all, I don't even know what they've acted in! They're exhausted from practicing martial arts every day, who has time to play house with you? Any more personal attacks, I'll have the police send you to the entertainment industry! #TheInnocentAgentsAreInnocent# @FuJinnianStudio
After sending the message, she attached a video of her crushing a mineral water bottle.
The once noisy cafeteria suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.
Everyone holding chopsticks could be frozen into a meme, watching helplessly as Zi Xi slammed back her chair and stood up, the sound of her metal legs scraping the ground was so painful it made your teeth ache.
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