A straight man transmigrates into an ABO world and upgrades his beauty by pretending to be an Alpha.

Chapter 232 A Mishap Occurs on the Scene

Upon seeing the comments, Feng Han's fingers twitched slightly, and he subconsciously swallowed.

He tried to comfort himself, saying it was a minor matter and he hadn't done anything wrong, and that he believed netizens would understand.

Sure enough, after discussing it for a while, everyone stopped dwelling on it.

However, when Shen Ruoyun and Li Zhe went to check the traps and found nothing, their disappointed expressions seemed to sting the audience's eyes for a moment.

The discomfort that had just been suppressed surged back up instantly, but I only spoke rationally.

Ikkyu knocking on the wooden fish: Suddenly I feel a little sorry for the two of them. Am I being too much of a saint?

Angel investor Xiaoqiang: I feel sorry for this kind of person. Is he out of his mind? He can break two ribs by kicking someone. Do you think he deserves pity?

Haha Demon King: Judging from the route they took, it should be in the direction of Shen Yaohuang's shelter. If that's the case, Feng Han should share some food with them, so there's no need to worry about it.

Nan'an Chuqing: Of course, our Brother Han is such an honest person, he naturally knows how to share, unlike some guests who only know how to form cliques.

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However, less than two minutes later, the comments section was swiftly proven wrong.

Feng Han finished all the food by himself, and even when Li Zhe revealed that the trap was set by them, he showed a completely indifferent attitude.

That matter-of-fact attitude was infuriating. By this time, netizens had already sensed something was wrong and belatedly realized what was going on.

It's possible that most of what Feng Han said was deliberately misinterpreted and omitted.

Seeing this, Feng Han was already sweating profusely, and his mouth, which had been constantly spouting sob stories, was now completely silent.

I quickly grabbed the phone from the table, but because I was so nervous, I couldn't unlock it successfully several times.

Wiping the sweat from my palms, I finally unlocked my phone and immediately sent a message to the director to question him.

Feng Han: Director Yuan, what's going on? Didn't we agree on everything beforehand? Why are you going back on your word?

However, the other party was doing something and did not reply to him. By this time, Feng Han's back was soaked with sweat, and he sent several more questioning messages to the director.

After sending the message, I looked at the screen, which was showing the scene of Shen Ruoyun and the others catching fish with drunken grass by the river.

The tone of the comments has completely shifted. The anger that was previously directed at Shen Ruoyun has now been multiplied and directed at Feng Han.

hdhgd: No, two guinea pigs and four or five fish, and you ate them all by yourself? Are you really not afraid of getting your intestines to burst?

654&$: Li Zhe just sat on your bed for a moment, is it worth you being so sarcastic and kicking him out?

A stream flows between us: Good heavens, before watching, I felt like I was being bullied by everyone; after watching, it felt like one person was bullying the entire group. [Suffocating]

With both hands closed: there's a sense of helplessness, like trying to put your palm into the screen.

Be consistent: Everyone is catching fish, and you're slacking off. Don't be too obvious. Are you just trying to get something for nothing?

The barrage of comments left Feng Han's head spinning; he couldn't understand why things had escalated to this point.

Everything had been arranged beforehand. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he was able to nail Shen Ruoyun to the pillar of shame, and then step on her to rise to power.

Feng Han could only weakly defend himself, "I was just too hungry, so I didn't notice and finished all the food."

Also, I didn't intentionally try to drive Li Zhe away. I just said I wasn't used to having someone else in my bed. He misunderstood.

Because I was feeling a bit unwell at the time, and I had leech bite wounds on my feet.

I'm afraid of getting infected, so I'm thinking of not going into the water for the time being. As you know, if you get sick in the wild, it can easily lead to serious problems.

And I wasn't idle either; I was looking for wild fruit, wasn't I? It's just that I wasn't very lucky and didn't find any.

However, netizens clearly didn't buy his explanation and started mocking him relentlessly.

Ai Ruyi: Hehe... So you're the only one with wounds? I think you're just too full to work.

Sad Kezi: Looking for wild fruit? Are you kidding me? Do you just sit down somewhere and wait for the fruit to fall into your mouth?

Listen to me recite this every year: It really is like those animals who don't do a single thing in a group project, but still want their name on it at the end. [vomit]

Xu Mingyu Chen: I'm telling you this, if even one bite of this fish goes into Feng Han's mouth, I'll go back to my hometown and drown these idiots in two buckets of manure.

Feng Han's explanation sank without a trace, leaving no ripple.

He stared at the endless stream of malicious comments, his heart filled with despair.

At this moment, his agent called, clearly intending to reprimand him, which frightened Feng Han so much that he immediately hung up.

However, the other party must have been extremely angry, as they sent more than a dozen voice messages in succession, and you could tell without even listening that they contained a lot of profanity.

At this moment, a large group of netizens flooded into the live stream and immediately started cursing.

At this moment, Feng Han was no different from being publicly executed, and he frantically kicked those netizens who were cursing him out of the live broadcast room.

However, there were just too many comments on the screen, and even if he transformed into Nezha, he couldn't kick them all.

Looking at the scrolling comments filled with mockery and insults, Feng Han felt his blood almost freeze.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he turned off the live comments with trembling hands, instinctively reaching for the cup next to him.

Because of excessive nervousness, my hands were shaking so badly that the cup slipped from my grasp, fell, and shattered on the ground.

Startled by the crisp sound, Feng Han snapped out of his daze, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.

Just then, his phone rang again, and he saw that it was the director calling.

Feng Han grabbed his phone as if it were a lifeline, saying, "I'm going to the restroom."

Feng Han rushed into the bathroom and closed the door before answering the phone.

"Director Yuan, what's wrong with you? Didn't we already agree on this? What do you mean by this?!" he demanded angrily, completely devoid of reason.

The director was momentarily stunned by his words. "Huh? Didn't I do it the way you asked?"

I was originally planning to cut out these controversial parts, but you insisted on keeping them. How come it's my fault now?

Feng Han's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, roaring angrily, "I told you to cut out some parts that were unfavorable to me! To turn public opinion in my favor, is your brain filled with shit?"

The director was taken aback by his outburst and replied incredulously, "Aren't you asking me to cheat? How much bad karma would that kind of immoral thing cause!"

Feng Han never expected the director to be so stupid, and was now on the verge of a breakdown.

However, to his utter surprise, a real storm was brewing.

Feng Han was so angry he couldn't speak, but his agent kept calling him.

Judging from the situation, they were probably here to teach him a lesson again. Feng Han scratched his head in frustration and answered the call in a daze.

"Hey!"

A deafening roar came from the other side: "Feng Han, you fucking take down that damn mic right now!!!"