Love Guide for Childhood Sweethearts

"No! No. It's definitely different from before." Lin Jingzhe looked at them with a sincere gaze and said, "I'll do my best in the finals." He smiled and added, "It's getting late, go to bed early, there's still a game tomorrow!"

Lin Jingzhe persuaded them to leave, closed the door and went to sleep.

Zhu Youlin knocked on the leaders' door with a gloomy face, slammed the table and asked them to call the police to deal with the online rumors.

"It's impossible to catch them! Many of their IP addresses are located overseas." Director Fang swallowed his saliva and said to the angry Zhu Youlin.

"Is there no one within the country? I want to kill one to warn the rest." Zhu Youlin said murderously, with red eyes, "You can't let us shed blood, sweat and tears! We got the gold medal by mistake." Tears fell down.

"Coach Zhu, Xiao Zhu, don't cry! Don't cry!" Director Fang panicked and said to her quickly, then looked at Deputy Director Huang and said, "Old Huang." He winked and tried to persuade her quickly!

How to persuade this? Deputy Director Huang looked at his chief director with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Why would we call the police?" Deputy Director Huang said helplessly, looking at Coach Zhu. "We don't really understand anything online!"

"Right! Can the police handle this?" Director Fang sighed. "What are the police supposed to do about this online swearing?"

Director Fang tapped the computer screen with his index finger and said, "They called me a tomboy and said I can't get married. How should I file a lawsuit against this?"

"What about these insults that are so disgusting?" Zhu Youlin said, tapping the screen vigorously.

"These IP addresses are located overseas. We've got to be able to catch them!" Director Fang said angrily. "We've been monitoring online public opinion and have consulted lawyers." He looked at her helplessly and said, "The result is that there's no way to fight online? The relevant laws are not perfect."

"What should we do then?" Zhu Youlin sat dejectedly on the chair.

"Is there no better solution now?" Deputy Director Huang looked at her regretfully and said helplessly, "It's best not to go online."

"The key is that it has affected us now." Zhu Youlin said while clenching his fists and hitting his palms.

"Will it affect other team members?" Director Fang asked with concern.

"No, we did make it to the finals, but our results were not as good as usual." Zhu Youlin said to the two leaders with a frown.

"It's normal to hold back in the preliminaries," Deputy Director Huang said calmly. "You've made it to the finals, so that's normal." He comforted her, "Don't worry, don't worry."

Director Fang nodded and said, "Don't worry too much about Xiaolin's situation. We can only persuade him not to be influenced. The key is to rely on yourself to get out of this situation and not be swayed by public opinion."

"I'm afraid that after I win the gold medal, I won't be greeted with cheers. What if I'm greeted with insults?" Zhu Youlin looked at them anxiously and asked, her hands clasped together, her knuckles turning white.

Deputy Director Huang pointed at the computer screen and clicked on the title with his mouse. "Oh!" His mouth opened into an O shape, and he slid the mouse around, stuttering, "This...this...it seems the wind direction has changed."

"What's going on?" Director Fang stared at the screen with his eyes almost popping out of his head.

"Look at the comments below. The votes are all in support of Lin Jingzhe winning the championship, which outweighs those who say that gold medals are useless." Deputy Director Huang said, gently supporting his situation.

"Let me take a look." Zhu Youlin quickly turned the LCD screen towards herself, and her eyes blurred instantly as she looked at the comments that could not be scrolled to the bottom.

"Look, there are still many sober people!" Director Fang sniffed, "Don't be influenced by a few clowns online."

"Yeah!" Zhu Youlin burst into laughter, wiped her tears roughly with the back of her hand and said, "I'll go tell Jingzhe and the others." She turned and ran.

"This Xiao Zhu, he's so old, but he's still so impetuous." Director Fang said with a smile in his eyes.

"I will also tell the men's team to play well and not read the messy stuff on the Internet that will affect their mood." Deputy Director Huang stood up and said.

"Go!" Director Fang looked at him with bright eyes.

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Lin Jingzhe sent Coach Zhu and the others away, and her phone kept ringing, with calls from people comforting her and telling her not to take the negative online opinions to heart.

Lin Jingzhe tried her best to persuade them not to take it to heart and repeatedly assured them that she was fine.

But in the eyes of Lin's father and mother, she was pretending to be calm. No matter how much they said, it was useless. They told her to have a good rest, not to take it to heart, and to prepare well for the next game.

She just hung up the phone and answered another one. Even the brand was concerned about her.

Lin Jingzhe took two sips of purified water and answered the phone again, "Nannan, quickly turn on the computer, the wind direction has changed."

"Oh!" Lin Jingzhe raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Wait a minute." He took the small notebook from the bedside table, opened it, and found the designated page of Lin Xingzhi, "Wow..." He scrolled through the comments, all of which encouraged her. We like gold medals. Tears blurred the picture.

"Nannan, Nannan!" Lin Xingzhi called anxiously.

"It's okay." Lin Jingzhe said after sniffing.

"Crying." Lin Xingzhi's eyes were so gentle that tears could drip from them.

"Hmm!" Lin Jingzhe responded with a heavy nasal tone and closed the notebook directly.

"Everyone likes gold medals," Lin Xingzhi said with a deep gaze. "I didn't say it before, but now I'm expressing it clearly."

"In the ocean of noise from the crowd, those chattering voices were directly drowned out." Lin Jingzhe said after calming down.

"Are you feeling better now?" Lin Xingzhi asked with concern. "This is an unexpected disaster."

"I was in a good mood to begin with." Lin Jingzhe said stubbornly.

"Okay, okay!" Lin Xingzhi said with a smile on his face again.

"Tell your parents about this as well." Lin Jingzhe said, pursing his lips.

"You won't tell me?" Lin Xingzhi asked doubtfully.

"I have to tell Coach Zhu and the others to save them from worrying." Lin Jingzhe said calmly.

"It was so dangerous to enter the finals today. Did you get scolded?" Lin Xingzhi asked with concern.

"No! They are all trying to relieve my stress! Don't take it to heart." Lin Jingzhe shook his head and chuckled when he heard that.

"How could you?" Lin Xingzhi asked, his eyes full of confusion. "In the past, we always made it to the finals in first place and won all the way to the end." He took a deep breath and said, "It's never been so scary."

"Then I was somewhat affected," Lin Jingzhe admitted frankly. "Even clay figures have tempers! Of course I get angry when someone keeps verbally abusing me for no reason."

"You're not angry now, are you?" Lin Xingzhi said with a gentle look.

"I wasn't angry in the first place, and there are more people supporting me." Lin Jingzhe said with extremely gentle eyes.