Chapter 287 A short cure is also a cure
"Song Nanxi——"
The defeat is certain.
Wei Fan's face turned gray. He never thought that Song Nanxi would use such a simple yet extraordinary method to quickly reverse the reputation within a few minutes.
He said, "There is no life-and-death feud between us, so there is no need to make it so ugly, right? Perhaps we should talk in private?"
As Wei Fan spoke, he secretly gestured to his assistant.
The official live broadcast room of Tifan was suddenly cut off!
Countless netizens who originally stood on Tifan’s side were stunned.
No, what's going on?
[There are too many people, and the live broadcast room is offline? ? ]
[I smell a strong smell of gunpowder, hehe]
[Based on my previous experience of being slapped in the face by Sister Song for being stubborn, this time... Tifan might be in trouble.]
[Go! Song Nanxi is live streaming! ]
Song Nanxi rolled her eyes. "Who are you talking to? Have you ever heard that blocking someone's financial path is equivalent to killing their parents? You are about to kill my parents, and I still want to talk to you in private? Haha, this is so funny."
She waved in Ling Sheng's direction.
"Hello, you little black guys, are you putting your faces close to me again so I can hit you?"
Wei Fan looked shocked and angry, and suddenly looked at Ling Sheng.
The man's muscular body was wrapped in a high-end custom-made suit, giving him the air of an elite tough guy, but now he was very serious and held up his phone to broadcast live.
The haters who just came in to watch the fun: "..."
Damn it! I want to sew Song Nanxi's mouth shut!
Song Nanxi didn't say anything more and directly tested the "Huansheng" that he had snatched from those people according to the inspection process of the genuine Huansheng.
Sprinkle it with generous pinches of salt.
Not only was there no reaction, but the liquid after the paste melted was also very turbid.
Song Nanxi opened her beautiful eyes and said innocently, "Well...looking at the situation, maybe the salt in my pocket has gone bad?"
"puff……"
At the scene, someone couldn't help but burst out laughing from somewhere.
[Sister Song! You understand yin and yang! ]
[Hahahahaha, this is a way to whitewash that I've never thought of. It's amazing that you're in the entertainment industry! ]
[We have such advanced anti-counterfeiting technology entering China...]
[666, the salt is ineffective! ]
Wei Fan's expression changed again and again.
Naturally, he couldn't admit it in front of the camera.
"Who knows what you put in it? You brought the things, so naturally you have the final say!"
[That seems to be true, right? ]
[See how Song Nanxi intends to defend himself. ]
[Sorry, my sister doesn't need to defend herself. She is innocent.]
[Cui Guo! Go up and slap these haters in the face! ]
Song Nanxi looked back with a smile.
"You don't know what I put in it, but I know what you put in it."
She put it under her nose and sniffed it.
"The juice of red-spotted vine...thorny hemp leaves...applying it to the face will induce erythematous dermatitis, and the latter will aggravate dermatitis and release histamine analogues...causing swelling, corroding the keratin, and causing ulcers!"
Wei Fan clenched his hands into fists behind his back.
He didn't know anything about Chinese medicinal materials, and these things were handed to him by Song Yirou.
But he seemed to have vaguely heard her mention similar words.
"Impossible! Song Nanxi, I have never heard of these herbs. I'm afraid you made them up!"
Song Nanxi: "You are a foreigner. China is a vast country with abundant resources. What do you know? Have you learned the Chinese language?"
Wei Fan was criticized so much that he could no longer maintain his dignity.
[Hahahahahaha, let me use your mouth! It's so powerful! ! ]
79: [Sister is so handsome [shy][shy]]
[No? ? Qi Jiu, you don’t train well! It’s ok for you to come to watch the live broadcast, but you also open a big account! ! ]
[@79, hurry up, switch to the small account]
79: [? No, why should I cut it? Is my sister at fault? The only ones who are wrong are others]
79: [Damn you black people, I will kill you all! ]
Because Ling Sheng was filming, he could see the comments directly.
He expressionlessly knocked out the jumping Qi Jiu and banned him from speaking for three years.
Song Nanxi has limited time, so he has to clear his name as soon as possible!
She clapped her hands, "Don't cry until you see the coffin."
Immediately, a group of people carrying professional instruments came in, each with a serious expression.
"I'm sorry, we've received a report that someone here is using banned medicinal herbs. Please don't act rashly before the results come out."
Wei Fan didn’t understand how Song Nanxi knew about it and was so well prepared.
Unless someone from his internal team leaked the information!
But - the people in his team have no idea what the medicine is.
Those black guys with rotten faces were already scared silly, they never thought there would be such a big scene.
Song Nanxi successively moved out of state institutions to make them realize the seriousness of the matter.
At this moment, Song Nanxi's gaze suddenly swept towards them, and seeing that they all had rotten faces and looked extremely funny, he smiled with sympathy.
"How much money did Wei Fan give you to be willing to bear a rotten face that will recur for the rest of your life to slander me? Is it so pleasant to have a rotten face?"
One of the girls looked at her in disbelief.
He looked panic-stricken, "What do you mean?"
Song Nanxi: "Check it yourself."
They became anxious when they couldn't get an answer from Song Nanxi.
Quickly search according to the name of the medicine Song Nanxi mentioned.
There is very little information on the Internet! They learned about it from a nationally certified popular science blog.
If you see this kind of medicine, stay away from it.
At present, this kind of medicinal material is rarely used, and even if it is added, the dosage is very small.
Compared to its effects, it is obviously more toxic.
It can be said that there are only benefits and no harm.
Under that blog post, someone said that when he was a child, he was ignorant and played with prickly hemp leaves in the mountains. As a result, all the hairs got on his face. Even now, at the age of 30, his face is still repeatedly damaged, making it impossible for him to live a good life or even work normally.
The girl was trembling all over.
"No, no, it's impossible... They clearly said it can be cured! They..."
Song Nanxi was calm and collected. "A short-term cure is still a cure."
As for whether he will get his face rotten again after leaving the live broadcast room, will Tifan, a black-hearted capitalist, care?
If they want to make trouble, Wei Fan naturally has countless ways to make them shut up.
What's more, the explanation they gave to the outside world has always been that the use of Huansheng caused their faces to become damaged?
It's interesting that he picked up a stone and dropped it on himself.
Those black fans were just ordinary people who were hired by Tifan to discredit Huansheng for the money.
They watched the whole process as Song Nanxi fought back with ease and even moved out of state institutions.
Seeing those people wearing masks and gloves and taking it seriously, they realized belatedly that what Song Nanxi said might be true.
They are crazy!
Two of the girls broke down and cried and threw themselves at Wei Fan's assistant.
"You said you would cure us! You damn liars!!"
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