The online public opinion was getting more and more heated, riding on the previous hot search of Zhou Mian. The first thing that came out was not Zhou Mian’s recommendation, but the video of her getting the money back.
Netizens who are unaware of the truth treat all internet celebrities equally and insult her for being vicious.
Passersby who had a favorable impression of the site had their filters instantly shattered, and expressed their extreme disappointment in the comment section.
However, those who have ulterior motives were crazy about blaming her, saying that she was the mistress and that there were false rumors about her being kept by someone else, and that it was obvious that she was a prostitute. Their malice towards her was simply overwhelming.
The talented girl from NDU, coupled with her comic book-worthy beauty, is too aloof. Especially since she is not the type to be friendly and kind, to bow down to the public and pray for traffic, but rather she is arrogant and contemptuous, relying on her charm to gather fans. This in itself makes people want to step on her and accuse her of false charges.
The video looked so disgusting, and with the guidance of eyewitnesses, the number of fans of Zhuomian, which had just reached 6 million, kept decreasing.
The hot comment under the latest Weibo post is "You bastard who steals money from beggars, do you enjoy buying luxury goods?"
When the staff went to pull out the arrows shot by Zhou Mian, Shi Wang saw with his own eyes that the staff were struggling to pull out the arrows. Each arrow pierced through the thick target, and he seemed very angry.
Xiaomian stretched out his hand: "Water."
Shi Wang handed her the cup of hot drink and asked, "Are you feeling calmer now?"
Zhumian didn't answer him and just took a sip.
After picking up the arrows, the staff member drew the bow, pulled it hard, and shot it out.
Right in the middle of Shiwang’s ten rings.
She hit his target again.
Shi Wang watched her play from the side. She was very focused, just like when he accidentally saw her playing billiards before.
Serious and indifferent, he takes his goals extremely seriously, like a hawk staring at its prey.
Upturned moon lips, crescent eyes.
He finally understood why she looked smiling but her eyes never smiled.
Because there is no smile on the face of those who want to win.
This is a daytime nap.
He also wants to win the daytime nap.
He stepped back and made a phone call.
As the call was connected, Zhu Meng shot an arrow, which pierced the bull's eye.
I was so engrossed in my daytime nap that I only heard a few words from him: "Three million. The note says she's very beautiful today, too bad you can't see it."
The person on the other side secretly took a deep breath, with an expression of having eaten a melon, but he also adhered to the principle of being a worker and said politely: "Okay, we will do it right away."
When Shi Wang hung up the phone, Zhu Mian had already filled the ten rings of his target again.
Shi Wang was watching from behind, and he stood up and walked over: "How can I make you happy?"
Zhumian suddenly drew the bow and aimed at Shiwang.
She tilted her head, her eyes cold, no longer filled with love as they once were.
Shi Wang, who had disdained her back then, now had eyes full of admiration, as if there were a deep pool in his eyes. He gently and tenderly wrapped her in ink, trying to pull her into this ambiguity.
Xiaomian said calmly, "I'll be happy if I ejaculate towards you."
Shi Wang was inexplicably confident: "You won't."
However, the next second, Zhuo Mian immediately released the arrow and released his right hand that was pulling the string. Before Shi Wang could feel shocked, Zhuo Mian immediately used his left hand to hold down the tail feathers that were flying towards the bow.
Without extremely high reaction speed and agility, it is impossible to hold down a shot arrow.
But at that second, Shi Wang was really scared.
Because ordinary people can't hold it down at all.
Shi Wang's eyes were like a dog drenched in rain: "Do you really hate me?"
Xiaomian put down his bow and said casually: "No."
Shi Wang's mood began to improve because of her perfunctory words. He bent down to look at her. Although he still felt aggrieved, he whispered in a flattering voice: "It's already one o'clock. Are you hungry?"
Zhu Meng said nothing, took off his protective gear and walked out.
Shi Wang hurried to catch up.
Zhuomian chose a restaurant in the mall, and Shiwang followed her, feeling particularly happy.
Because this restaurant is owned by Yangliuan.
When ordering, Shi Wang deliberately asked for a bottle of Delusion of Love.
As he poured her the wine, he said, "This bottle is my coming-of-age gift. I chose the site and supervised the brewing."
Xiaomian glanced at the name and scoffed, "Erotomania is a psychological disorder where the sufferer firmly believes someone is in love with them. Even if they are flatly rejected by the other person, they will believe that the other person is testing their loyalty to the relationship. It's often seen in schizophrenia. It looks quite like you."
Shi Wang was not angry. There was obedience in those proud eyes. Zhu Mian always felt that he was really like a dog, a dog she had trained, who would wag his tail and beg for mercy at her, looking at her with pitiful eyes.
Xiaomian had begun to do whatever she said without a doubt.
He who once looked down upon her now grovelled at her.
Shi Wang placed the wine glass in front of her: "I don't ask you to turn your fantasy into reality, as long as you are happy, that's enough."
Zhuo Mian said coldly: "I won't be happy if you are like this now."
Shi Wang: "Then how can I be happy?"
Xiaomian pretended to be unconcerned: "How many girls have pursued you since high school?"
Shi Wang was afraid she would overthink it: "Not much."
Sleep quietly during the day.
Not much? It should be a mountain.
She raised her eyes calmly and asked, "Do you speak ill of everyone?"
At that time, delusion suddenly stopped.
I didn't expect her to say that.
Zhumian said calmly, "I told you, I don't like rude people."
He immediately responded as if he had been touched by fire: "I will change it."
Zhumian took a sip of the wine he poured.
To be honest, this white wine tastes good, but it is different from what I originally expected.
This time, it was Shi Wang who poured the wine for her personally, instead of her drinking it alone with sadness.
But the taste is not as amazing as I thought at first.
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