The scumbag cheated on me and I was criticized, but now I am famous, why are you crying?

Feng Xing closed his Weibo account and, after a moment of silence, picked up his phone.

"Hey, looking for someone to discredit Ningxia's song... I know, don't worry, I'll transfer the money to you right away."

A small studio can still soar to the sky? He just doesn't believe it. When the whole network was blackmailing her, the woman didn't come to beg him.

Ren Bailei, who was in the same ward with him, quietly turned off his cell phone, his heart was filled with joy.

Suddenly the alarm clock rang, startling him. He looked at the time and it was already half past eight. He quickly got up and put on his clothes while enduring the severe pain in his body.

"Uncle, do you want to eat anything?"

Feng Xing shook his head. "What are you going to eat? I can't eat anything right now. Where are you going?"

"I, I, I'm a little hungry. Let me see if there is anything to eat."

Wearing a hat to cover his face, as soon as he walked out of the ward, Ren Bailei immediately called the bank manager and asked him to wait for him at the bank.

At 8:58, the 20 million was finally transferred to Ningxia. Ren Bailei breathed a sigh of relief and took a taxi back to the hospital with heavy steps.

In the comment section of Ningxia’s new song on Tomato Music, the haters showed up on time and gave the song bad reviews.

"What a crappy song. The title alone doesn't sound good."

'There is no one in the music industry anymore. Anyone can come out to sing. I don't understand why people still love this broken voice. Please let me see the world!'

"How did this song pass the review with a monotonous melody and meaningless lyrics?"

"I've listened to so many songs, but this one is the least popular. Not only is the song unpopular, but so is the singer. A poor song sung by an unknown person is being praised by so many people. What's wrong with this world?"

The swarm of internet trolls instantly overran the comment section, and the fans’ comments were squeezed out so that not a single one could be seen.

"These people are trolls, right? You haven't even listened to the song yet and you're commenting on it. What are you doing?"

"Don't try to reason with them, they only care about money. Brother, how much is it? Tell me, we can make money together!"

"I admit that this is Sister Ning's first time singing, but how come she has become unpopular? She debuted at the age of 14. If you don't know her, go ask your parents."

"I asked, and my parents said they didn't know her. What about Ning Jie's previous works? Forget it..."

Wang Ping had been following the situation online and was about to contact Ningxia when she saw her push the door open.

"Someone hired Internet trolls to discredit your song. It should be from Starlight. Do you want to investigate?"

Ningxia put down what he was holding and shook his head, "It's okay, let them criticize it, it's just one song, I hope they can stick to it, it would be best if every song is criticized."

After saying that, he opened the plastic bag in his hand and took out the fresh pig blood inside. The smell of blood instantly filled the entire space.

Wang Ping turned on the video function on her phone and looked at her curiously, "What is this?"

Zhang Tian covered her nose and replied, "Pig blood, Xia Xia said to buy it for experiments."

Wang Ping frowned and watched Ningxia take out a few more packs of sanitary napkins and a bottle of detergent from the bag. They were the two companies that wanted them to be the spokesperson.

"Why did you buy it when the brand sent you samples?"

“Who knows if what they sent over was specially prepared?”

Wang Ping: …

Ningxia ignored them, opened a pack of daily sanitary napkins, took out a piece and spread it on the table, while pouring pig blood, she said, "Individual packaging, passed customs."

The hand that was filming was shaking, and Wang Ping asked speechlessly: "Is this the experiment you mentioned? Sister, who taught you to do an experiment like this?"

"How else can we do this? Aren't sanitary napkins used to hold blood? What can you see by doing an experiment with water? Water molecules are much smaller than blood molecules. What's the point of having good absorption?"

After these words were spoken, Wang Ping fell silent again.

Ningxia stopped talking, lowered her head and unpacked the sanitary pad, sleeping pants, and night sanitary napkins, and continued to pour pig blood on them.

The blood seeped in instantly. Ningxia raised her hand and touched the surface of the sanitary napkin and found that it was really dry. She raised her hand to Wang Ping who was filming the video.

"Very dry, Sister Wang, the endorsement of this sanitary napkin has been accepted, please contact them."

Wang Ping turned off the recording. "Okay, but they require you to help sell products through live streaming once a year after signing the contract. Are you sure you want to accept it?"

China has internet celebrities, and naturally there are also anchors who sell goods, but most celebrities don’t go live to sell goods.

A celebrity tried this before. After a two-hour live broadcast, his sales ranked seventh on the platform, which was pretty good. However, he was mocked by the entire network for half a month, causing his value to plummet.

Since then, no artist is willing to take this job no matter how much money is offered.

Moreover, many people feel that competing with those anchors is purely a degradation of one's status. They are all doing better than those people, so why do such a degrading thing?

"They asked me to be the spokesperson because they wanted to increase sales. It's my duty to help them sell the products. You just saw how good the quality of this sanitary napkin is! If you don't promote this good thing, are you going to let me sell those expensive and useless rubbish?"

"Okay, I'll contact them now," Wang Ping found herself going off topic after taking out her phone. "Those haters of Tomato Music..."

"Don't worry about it. People who like to listen to songs won't stop listening to them just because of the internet trolls. As for those who don't like to listen to them, no matter how much you say, it's useless. Just let them be!"

Ningxia could guess that the black guy must have been bought by the Feng family. She just hoped that they could hold on a little longer and not end up being unable to even afford the navy.

Putting the matter of Heizi behind him, Ningxia took out a few bowls from the bag, poured a small bottle of oil on them, and washed them carefully with the detergent provided by the brand. The bowls were washed quite clean and the skin on his hands no longer felt tight.

"Sister Wang, please contact the dishwashing liquid as well. If they also need a live broadcast, see if you can put it together with the sanitary napkins."

Wang Ping went to make a phone call, and Ningxia and Zhang Tian sat at the computer again to check emails. Half an hour later, they finally saw the video of Zhang Huohuo and Liu Feng.

The two sang the chorus of an old song. Liu Feng's majestic and broad voice, coupled with Zhang Huohuo's deep harmony, made Ningxia's eyes light up.

After listening to it three times, Ningxia looked at Zhang Tian and asked her to comment.

"They sing very well, but they look a bit ordinary. Even after being packaged, they probably can't compare to those traffic stars. But with you around, I believe they can become popular."

"Okay, that's them two."

Ningxia couldn't wait to take out her phone and dialed the contact information in the email.

"Hello, is this Liu Feng? I'm Ningxia."

Liu Feng closed her eyes and said vaguely, "I don't know him. I called the wrong number."

The call was hung up. Ningxia carefully checked the phone number in the email and made sure she had dialed the right number. After thinking for a while, she called again.

"Hello Liu Feng, I'm Ningxia, please don't hang up yet, your..."

"Beep beep..."

Ningxia: …