Yan Miao saw the producer's disdain for him and was furious. He was the chosen male lead and could not be replaced.
A mere producer dares to look down on him and disobey him.
It's okay for a handsome guy like Yan Mofei, at least he has good looks. He also has to obey the boss of his company, at least he has money and power and controls his lifeline.
But how could a producer dare to treat him like this?
He is not good-looking and is just a dog sent by the investor. What right does he have?
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. When I was angry, I thought it must be because my nose was broken and my butt was broken that affected my luck.
Even though it was the little girl who did it, it must have been Yan Mofei's idea. Just because Yan Mofei was good-looking and had good plastic surgery, they wanted to ruin his job. Was she afraid that he would end up being even more handsome than her?
It cannot be tolerated, absolutely not tolerated.
Yan Miao was furious and immediately started writing a short essay using a secretly registered account.
The article quoted a lot of his theories to prove that Yan Mofei had plastic surgery, otherwise how could he look so good.
After finishing a short essay, he also got a few photos of Yan Mofei, scribbled on them, and marked the places where he thought might have been plastic surgery and the effects that could only be achieved through plastic surgery.
After sending it, he felt refreshed all over.
"Yan Mofei, let's see if you can still run away now. Just bear the wrath of netizens. Go to the hospital and get proof. Then I'll know which hospital you had the surgery in."
Yan Miao laughed heartily, then began searching online for information on plastic surgery hospitals. He found that the one he had been to had the best reputation. The doctor who had performed on him was known as the best.
Yan Miao spat again, what do you mean by the best? Is this the best technology?
He thought for a long time and finally figured out why he couldn't find any information about the hospital run by Yan Mofei on the Internet.
"A great doctor hides himself in the city. A truly great doctor must be a hidden master. They don't want to reveal their names and only provide treatment to those who are destined to receive it."
"Yes, that must be it."
Yan Miao felt incredibly powerful, and immediately figured out the reason. He imagined a formidable doctor living in a busy city. When someone encountered him, he'd instantly sense their connection, take them home, and then transform them into Yan Mofei's appearance.
Or maybe Yan Mofei was too confused, and in order to change his fate, he accidentally learned about the existence of this miracle doctor, and then knelt outside the other's house for three days and three nights, and finally received the other's approval, and changed him into his current appearance.
For one night, Yan Miao's dreams were filled with the faceless old doctor. However, the person being treated by the doctor would sometimes be Yan Mofei, then himself, and then Yan Mofei again.
In his dream, he saw himself becoming as handsome and natural as Yan Mofei, and laughed out loud.
When I woke up with a smile, the sky outside was already completely bright.
Yan Miao chuckled a few more times before picking up his phone to see if his short essay had caused a stir. Yan Mofei must have been so shaken that he couldn't even film the scene, scrambling to clarify himself.
When he opened the Weibo account, the smile on his face slowly disappeared.
"How could that be? There's not even a trending search. Is it really that unimportant?"
Yan Miao flipped through the hot searches several times but didn't see any news about Yan Mofei.
You know, Yan Mofei’s name has been on the hot search before, why not this time?
He sighed, thinking that this generation of netizens was not good enough. Then he checked his own account to see the popularity, and his face instantly fell even more.
This small account was newly opened by him. There is no other content in it, so naturally there are not many fans.
I thought I had exposed some celebrity news, so I should have gained some popularity, but not only did I not gain any followers, I even only got one like for the news, no reposts at all, and a dozen or so comments.
A small number of them expressed their doubts: "Who is Yan Mofei?"
A small half of them were there to help explain: "He's just an 18th-tier celebrity, just an unknown, what's there to pay attention to? Just do whatever he wants, even if he turns into a cucumber, it won't be a problem."
A small number of people just looked at the photos and thought it looked good: "If I could look like this, I'd spend any amount of money. I'd ask a hospital, I'd ask a doctor. Even if I died on the operating table, I'd have no regrets as long as I could die looking this handsome."
There are also two fans of Yan Mofei, who are trying hard to reply to every comment in the comment section.
"Even though Yan Mofei is not well-known, he definitely didn't have plastic surgery. He's naturally handsome, and this blogger has no evidence at all, relying solely on his own speculation to say he did. Isn't that shameful?"
Seeing these comments, Yan Miao almost vomited blood.
Even if Yan Mofei is an 18th-tier star, he is still a star after all!
He has participated in variety shows before and filmed a drama with the best actress, which made him a hot topic. Is he really not popular?
This is outrageous! It's way off the mark!
How could Yan Mofei be so panicked by just this little bit of popularity?
Yan Miao grabbed his assistant and told him something. The assistant was shocked, but when Yan Miao transferred the money to him, the assistant immediately smiled happily.
"Okay, right away."
After a while, a large number of water troops arrived at the battlefield and instantly brought up the Weibo post of Yan Miao's small account.
He had indeed spent a considerable amount of money on a full range of services. Thanks to the efforts of the online troll army, the incident of Yan Mofei's plastic surgery finally became a hot topic.
Yan Miao smiled: "This time, you can't escape, you've become a trending topic."
Soon, Yan Miao couldn't laugh anymore.
Apart from the hired internet trolls who were still diligently posting comments below and expressing their doubts, the passers-by attracted were the same as the dozen or so comments before.
First, someone asked who Yan Mofei was, and then someone helped to answer. A few more people drooled at the photo. Yan Mofei's pitifully few fans were drowned in the screen-sweeping of the water army.
The sparks were quite big, but they didn't cause any impact.
Yang Xiaoli, however, held her phone close to Yan Mofei, grinning, "Boss, look, you're trending again. This person said you had plastic surgery."
"Damn it! Look at what he did to your photo, adding all these ugly things. But the boss is still very handsome. Even with these things added, it doesn't affect your handsomeness at all."
Yan Mofei glanced at her. This little girl praised him every day. As expected of his assistant, she had good taste.
"It's okay, don't worry about it." He has a conflict with the entertainment industry, and it is not uncommon for him to be on the hot search list alone, and it is not a problem to be scolded.
"Let it hang there." Maybe it can even help me gain some fans.
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