Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Is it cold?

Song Le pursed her lips, answered a few times without haste, and ended the call.

After opening the mall and extracting the complete surveillance video, Song Le smiled lightly without fear.

Even the prompt in the ear, "Withdrawal is successful, I spent 13000 Ruanmei coins today, and the current balance is 72000 Ruanmei coins * [-]." became pleasant to the ear.

At that time, seeing the sudden addition of a monitor, coupled with the abnormal behavior of the two, Song Le couldn't help thinking of slandering her.

It's just that she didn't expect that it was really guessed by her.

It doesn't matter, it is estimated that there will be another trick after this video, and she can just wait a few more days.

Song Leyiyan, while reviewing in the apartment, followed the development of this matter.

The video spread more and more widely, and Song Le watched those remarks become more vicious every day.

It's not a big deal to say that she has plastic surgery and face sales, and what's more, she even spread rumors about how many men she has slept with in order to become popular?

still an old man...

Song Le stared in amazement at those ambiguous and shameless pictures of P, shaking his head in amazement.

Let the matter ferment for two or three days, Song Le has already been slammed by Aite, and attacks and slanders, true or false, are pouring in from all directions.

Even Jingjing was forced to suppress her popularity, this is what Song Le feels most guilty about.

But Jingjing didn't care about this, and ran to her apartment every day in disguise, fearing that she would be influenced by vicious public opinion on the Internet.

"Lele, are you okay? You don't go online recently... those people, really are." Shan Jingjing cursed silently, took off her hat, and looked at her with a headache and worry.

Recently, although Su Moshi temporarily appeased the advertiser, he has already thought of changing people.

It's fine to replace people in the advertisement, but what are those messy pictures circulating on the Internet?

Song Le met her feeling uncomfortable for her, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, those who clean themselves will clean themselves."

Shan Jingjing moved her lips, but in the end she didn't know how to answer the words to comfort her, so she sat silently with her all afternoon, watching her recite the words.

After Jingjing left, Song Le immediately logged into his account again, looked through each line, and finally waited until Kong Feiyun came out to stir up trouble.

"The child is rebellious. She doesn't know who is really good for her. Go to those messy places, meet random people, and tell the truth...We sent her to that show before, and I was very relieved to see her change. , I didn’t expect it...too disappointing.”

"Besides, I really don't want to shoot those commercials. In all fairness, I really don't want to. At this time, studies are the most important thing. Seeing her now, she doesn't want to go to school. She is drinking and clubbing..."

"I don't know about those on the Internet. She hardly sees her face. She asks for money when she gets home. If she doesn't give money, she throws it everywhere. It's very scary."

"I don't know how that surveillance video got out. I said so much in the hope that everyone will stop blaming her and talking about her. She is still young and ignorant..."

……

After watching it, Song Le felt it was funny.

If it is just to cheat the original owner, indeed a video, some ambiguous, seemingly well-intentioned words are enough to incite those netizens to attack.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, anyway, there are surveillance videos and the statements of the parties concerned, not to mention that there is a deep-rooted concept in the hearts of some people with dark psychology: such a good-looking girl is probably not going to be clean.

Definitely not clean!

Song Le sneered, thought for a while, and forwarded the news of Kong Feiyun's micro-interview with a large account, with a postscript: "So it's like this, it's fun to play tricks on me?"