Quick Wear: Crazy beauties always plot against me

Chapter 308 38 Lines Small Transparent (26)

Seeing that Chen Huanhuan hadn't responded to messages for a long time, Song Ci sent him a video call.

When Chen Huanhuan saw the video invitation, his hands started to shake. He immediately took out a few tissues next to him to wipe his face, took a deep breath, and pressed the answer button.

Looking at Song Ci's amazingly beautiful look through the video frame, those amber eyes shone brightly under the lights inside the car, and the orange lights made this person even more gentle.

Hearing him speak, he seemed a little helpless, those eyes were filled with gentleness: "Crying?"

Chen Huanhuan immediately shook her head: "No."

Her voice was hoarse and crying.

Song Ci shook his head: "He still said no."

Lu Chen looked at Song Ci from the side and softened in his heart.

"Be good, don't be sad, let them say what they say." Song Ci continued, he was very open about this kind of thing, after all, his mouth grows on other people, can he stop others from speaking?
"It's better not to make them happy in vain than to be sad yourself and others don't know about it." Song Ci comforted.

"Yeah." Chen Huanhuan nodded and smiled, but now her eyes are red and swollen from crying, and she looks a little pitiful.

Chen Huanhuan was moved again, and made up her mind to support the male god forever.

After saying a few more words, Song Ci asked her to rest early and hung up the phone.

Song Ci downloaded a Weibo on his mobile phone, thinking about Chen Huanhuan and the director's worried appearance, suddenly became curious, and wanted to see how the Internet scolded him.

He just registered a Weibo and saw a post that was still on the hot search list.

Song Ci hooked the corners of her lips, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I would be quite popular."

Lu Chen watched from the side and saw that he clicked on the post and was flipping through the comments inside.

Song Ci saw that under the post insulting him there was a long essay about how he abused Xia An'an, all of which were made up by himself, he twitched his lips.

He muttered softly: "This netizen has a really rich imagination..."

Lu Chen looked at all of Song Ci's comments in black and insulting all kinds of ugly words below, the expression on his face became colder and colder, his eyes became colder and colder, it seemed that everyone was getting more and more difficult to approach.

Passerby A: [Damn the scum! ]
Rainbow Bubble: [Sure enough, the little boy has a gold master. I don’t know how many times he was killed by the chrysanthemum. It’s really disgusting [photo]]
Eat melons but don't eat melons: [I rely on luxury cars, no wonder the little boy can enter the film crew, this can be tolerated! ! ]
Song Ci clicked on the comment, and saw that photo, it was the photo of him getting on Lu Shen's car when it rained last time, it was secretly taken at some time.

Looking at the comments of the people below who were bound to find out the information about the man in the car, Song Ci's eyes were a little cold, and the curvature of his lips was suppressed.

"stop looking."

Lu Chen immediately noticed that Song Ci was in a bad mood, and pressed his hand to make him turn off the phone.

Song Ci looked at the worry in his eyes, and planned to turn off the phone, but saw a few messages pop up a second before it was turned off.

The leader of the magnetic powder is my elder brother: [You mothers, what are they beeping, I tell you that spreading rumors is illegal! ]
Fat Boy Milk: [I haven't brushed my teeth for a few years, my mouth is so stinky! ]

Brother Huan’s sweetheart @ Passerby: [Are you talking about yourself?dross! ]
……

Song Ci took a few glances at the comment that turned out to be defending him, and his eyes were a little surprised.

Those who defended him were few and far between. There were many people who hacked him, but few who defended him. Soon these comments were drowned out, but they didn't stop.

Song Ci looked at Brother Huan's sweetheart Ci ID who bore the brunt tirelessly fighting back one black comment after another.

Suddenly there was a very strange feeling in his heart, this feeling was very warm, which made him sad for a while.

The comments that didn't care about it at first seemed to become hotter.

That sincerity, the feeling of being believed by a stranger you've never met, the feeling of being supported by others.

It seems to be... not bad.

Song Ci clicked on this person's profile picture and followed her.

Sitting at the desk, Chen Huanhuan, who was typing frantically, suddenly heard a notification sound, which indicated that Song Ci followed you.

Chen Huanhuan was shocked, and she immediately showed He Tian the phone, "Tiantian, the male god has followed me!"

He Tian looked at her frowning face, happy and sad at the same time, and patted her on the back: "Song Ci pays attention to you, aren't you happy?"

He Tian was still staring at the screen, looking at the comments of the black fans, and immediately fought back. Although Song Ci is not her male god, but Chen Huanhuan is her friend. Huanhuan is very good, and the male god she likes must not be bad!

So He Tian joined the magnetic powder army organized by Chen Huanhuan without hesitation.

"Happy, but not happy. The male god has registered on Weibo. He must have seen these comments. He said he doesn't care, but these words are harsh to me personally." Chen Huanhuan sighed, a little sad : "How could he be happy?"

He Tian comforted him and said: "It's okay, I believe these things are not true, and those passers-by who are blackmailing them are not denying Song Ci's acting skills, and smashing their faces when the show is released."

When Chen Huanhuan heard He Tian say such indignant words with such a cute chubby face, she couldn't help laughing because of the contrast.

Heart warm.

……

Song Ci looked at the comments on his phone and followed an account called Cifan head is my eldest brother, and then directly clicked on his own Weibo.

The blank interface that was just registered has now flooded with many people, seeing a lot of information that comforts him and absolutely believes in him in his own heart.

His eyes were full of gentleness.

"They trust me."

"They were waiting for my counterattack."

Those amber eyes suddenly became sharp.

(End of this chapter)