Black and red are also red.
Just like the group of black fans who come to her live broadcast room to criticize her, they criticize her so much that her head is gone every time, but her live broadcast room can always be on the hot list on the homepage.
So Jiang Zhi felt that there was nothing wrong with her response.
Black and red are indeed red.
Jiang Zhi finally vented her anger and felt calmer. She exited her trending search and casually glanced at the top 50 trending searches.
On the hot list, competition is fierce, both overtly and covertly.
There are hot lists from the entertainment industry, life circles, and e-sports circles, and each hot list has a different focus.
For example, in the entertainment industry, for example, a female star wears a black dress, or a male star wears a suit. These are very common but visually enjoyable things.
The e-sports circle is quite lively, with seven or eight hot searches and all sorts of things going on.
Jiang Zhi took up four of them.
But she was not interested in her own hot searches, and was searching for Shen Weiqi on the entire list.
It would be very abnormal if this "hot topic figure" pretended to be an ordinary person and did not get exposed and did not appear on the hot search.
But.
Jiang Zhi searched several times but couldn't find it, so she went to his super topic to look for it.
Generally, famous stars and e-sports players will have their own super topic, which is like a paradise for fans.
As long as you follow the rules, you can basically express your love for your idol freely.
Shen Weiqi's fans are no exception.
In the super chats of ITG and YOKE, photos and video clips of Shen Weiqi were everywhere, and various confessions of love were piled up layer upon layer.
Jiang Zhi easily found Shen Weiqi's post-match interview in it.
In the video, the press conference venue was dark and a bit oppressive. The five members of Jiang Ming's team stood side by side on the podium. The overhead lights were softly cast, and the camera was focused very far away, so only the six figures standing there could be vaguely seen.
Shen Weiqi was undoubtedly the most conspicuous one among them. Even without being able to see his face clearly, Jiang Zhi could still find him accurately.
No one can replicate the proud and arrogant posture.
The camera zoomed in and slowly focused on Shen Weiqi. His delicate facial features immediately appeared in the video. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes, half smiling, stared at the camera tightly, as if saying, "Boy. I saw you taking a picture of me."
Jiang Zhi unconsciously lowered her eyes and smiled faintly. It was indeed Shen Weiqi.
When the three words "Chen Weiqi" flashed through her mind, Jiang Zhi was stunned for a second. Why was she thinking about him?
Then he slapped himself.
In the video, the host did not recognize Shen Weiqi and exchanged pleasantries for a while.
Question: "We see your ID is Daddy Dominates the World, right? Is that because you like "My Daddy Dominates the World"?"
There was a sudden chorus of opposition from the audience.
Shen Weiqi didn't say anything, but lowered his eyes, his eyebrows slightly raised, as if he was trying to suppress a smile.
For some unknown reason, Jiang Zhi's heart suddenly felt uneasy.
Previously, when the host asked him which anchor he liked, he said her name.
I don't know if he was joking or deliberately teasing the host.
She didn't quite believe it, though.
But this time, how will he answer?
Jiang Zhi stared at the screen, anticipating Shen Weiqi's next move.
Slowly, he raised his hand behind his ear and pulled off the mask hanging on his ear. His handsome face suddenly occupied the entire screen.
His eyes were dark and bright, framed by beautiful peach blossom eyes, making him appear particularly affectionate. His gaze penetrated the screen, meeting Jiang Zhi's gaze for a moment as she stared at her phone. He chuckled in a rather risqué manner, not answering directly. His tone was tinged with joking, "I think she likes me."
His expression was confident and defiant.
It seems more like saying "See who I am, who should like who, and we should put ourselves in the right place."
Jiang Zhi originally hated this kind of arrogant and conceited person the most.
But now she has no time to care about these things.
In the darkness, Jiang Zhi's ears blushed shyly, and she silently retorted in the closed little dark room: "Bullshit, only ghosts like you."
After saying that, Jiang Zhi turned off her phone in embarrassment, threw it to the side of the bed, then leaned back and fell on the bed.
Before, all she thought about was how to avoid Meng Qian's pursuit and how to play the next game. But now she didn't have to think about that anymore. With a rare moment of free time, she let her mind go blank.
After some trivial things flashed through her mind, she unconsciously recalled everything that she and Shen Weiqi had experienced in the past month.
At the beginning, she just wanted to stay away from Shen Weiqi. It was not that she was prejudiced against Shen Weiqi, but she felt guilty.
She was worried that her game ID would be discovered, and she was also worried that when he knew that she was "The Master Who Dominates the World", he would point his finger at her and scold her.
But later, she found that her worries were completely diverse.
When he knew her ID, instead of getting angry, he appeared in front of her frequently.
He helped her conceal her identity; helped her move; when she was in trouble, he would hold her head tightly; even when Jiang Ming wanted her to go on stage to compete, he stood up to take the blame for her.
In fact, generally speaking, Shen Weiqi doesn't seem to hold grudges, and he's not bad to her... Not bad...
As he thought about it, Jiang Zhi's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he fell asleep soon.
On the other side, after Shen Weiqi stepped down from the stage, he walked straight into the backstage.
The backstage environment is very harmonious, there are many people and it is bustling.
The only person missing was Jiang Zhi. She did not go on stage with Mu Chongyang and the others for the interview, nor was she backstage.
He was suddenly panicked.
She won't get angry and run away, will she?
Damn it!
Shen Weiqi pulled He Xiaoxi, who was chatting with Xing Changan, over and said, “Manager, where is that melancholy little cat?
He Xiaoxi was stunned for a moment before saying, "Chicken God, I was looking for you everywhere, but you went to play in the game."
"Where's the melancholy little cat?" Shen Weiqi repeated again.
He Xiaoxi came back to his senses and said, "I was just about to tell you, did you know that the melancholy little cat is the daughter of the owner of the ITG club, Jiang Sui's sister, the one we went to help move that day."
"Where did she go?" Shen Weiqi lost his patience.
"She was taken home by the madam." He Xiaoxi didn't notice that Shen Weiqi's face changed, and continued to talk to himself, "Where else can she go? Besides, her family is rich, and she is a little princess, how can she show up in public for interviews. Hey, let me make it clear first, I am not discriminating against you. Don't you hate interviews the most? If you were also a rich second generation, I would not let you accept interviews. Before the game, I will have someone send you to the soundproof room with a red veil, and after the game, I will bring you out with a red cloth covered..."
Shen Weiqi didn't want to listen to him nagging at all. He thought that he was targeting Jiang Zhi in the game, so she ran away in shame as soon as the game was over.
In the end, who would have thought that she was picked up by her mother.
This situation is worse than being gassed.
Shen Weiqi picked up his phone and called Jiang Sui. The person on the other end seemed busy. The beeping sounded a few times, but no one answered.
He didn't care about anything else and ran out alone.
He ran so fast that everyone backstage was shocked.
After a few hours, Jiang Zhi gradually woke up, still a little dazed.
As soon as she opened her eyes, it was pitch black all around her. There was no light and she couldn't see anything.
She rubbed her eyes hazily, but it was still pitch black around her.
It took her a while to realize that she had "made a mistake" and was locked up in a small dark room.
It was around dinner time. There were two knocks on the door. After Jiang Zhi said "Come in", the door slowly opened.
The bright light shining in made Jiang Zhi's eyes hurt as he was already familiar with the darkness.
She shielded herself from the light with her arms, and it took her a long time to recover.
Seeing who it was, Jiang Zhi asked, "Why are you here to deliver food? Where is the aunt at home?"
It was Jiang Sui who came to deliver the food. He didn't say anything polite and said directly: "Why, I'm delivering the food, and you don't want it?"
"No." Jiang Zhi said indifferently, "You came to deliver the food. It's probably because Meng Qian and Jiang Zhicheng started arguing again."
Meng Qian is their mother and Jiang Zhicheng is their father.
Every time the two quarreled, they would give the aunt at home a holiday.
There is a sense that family disgrace should not be made public.
After so many years, Jiang Zhi has already figured out the pattern.
"No." Jiang Sui denied it immediately.
Just as he finished speaking, the sound of breaking glass passed through the light and shadow at the door, drawing a heavy streak in the darkness.
That sharp sound was like a knife cutting into Jiang Zhi's heart.
After a while, another sharp sound came from the door.
Faintly, Jiang Zhi could still hear Meng Qian's crying and Jiang Zhicheng's roar.
Without watching, Jiang Zhi could guess the scene of their quarrel.
Meng Qian sat on the sofa, crying and shouting, with most of her makeup gone, completely lacking her usual dignified temperament; while Jiang Zhicheng stood in the living room with his hands on his waist, pointing at Meng Qian, and cursing louder and louder, as if he wanted to roar the whole house apart.
Family conflicts are inevitable, but Meng Qian and Jiang Zhicheng have respected each other for many years and rarely quarrel.
The thing that they argued about the most was about her - Jiang Zhi.
Jiang Zhi sometimes wondered if there would be fewer conflicts at home if she didn't like playing games so much.
Because of her, the usually virtuous mother turned into a foul-mouthed shrew.
Because of her, her father, who had always respected and loved her mother, turned into a scumbag who insulted his wife.
As the middleman, everything started because of her.
She couldn't judge who was right or wrong.
It seemed as if all the blame was on her - because she played games.
She often wondered if everything could have been avoided if she hadn't loved League of Legends so much.
Walking quietly along the path that Meng Qian had planned for herself, it seemed as if all the troubles had disappeared.
But... she doesn't like wearing pink dresses or having princess hair accessories. All of this makes her feel fake and artificial.
And Meng Qian likes all of this very much.
She likes playing League of Legends.
But Meng Qian doesn't like it.
Jiang Sui sensed something was wrong and hurriedly closed the door without saying a word.
Jiang Zhi lowered his head in the darkness and sneered self-deprecatingly: "You closed the door late, I heard it all, brother."
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