Chapter 73 Pretty Little Flowers Are Easy to Get Peach Blossoms

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The hotel room was very quiet.

Lin Yao's slender fingers swiped down on the phone screen, looking at the comments that insulted and attacked her one by one.

Look very calm.

After a long time, she returned the phone to Mo Yan.

"Sister Yan, I will try my best to sing well and release the new album as soon as possible."

Mo Yan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gratifiedly and said:

"Yaoyao, you are more mature than before. You are right. As long as your new album is released as soon as possible and performs well on the charts, then these rumors will be self-defeating."

"But..." Mo Yan's eyes gradually became sharper: "Huang Yin has done so many things, I will not let you be bullied for nothing, don't worry, I will help you vent your anger."

At this time, on the other side of the room, in Mo Yan's bag, the cell phone rang.

"Who is calling you so late?"

Mo Yan frowned slightly, it was Lin Yao's mobile phone, which had been kept in Mo Yan's bag.

She walked over and took out the ringing cell phone from her bag.

Lin Yao was a little nervous,

Could it be Fang Xiaole calling?

But when Mo Yan saw the caller on the phone, his frown relaxed, and he looked at Lin Yao with a strange expression.

She handed the phone to Lin Yao: "It's Wang Yi calling."

"Ah? Why did Wang Yi call me?"

Lin Yao was a little surprised. During the last recording of the show, several regular guests left each other's phone numbers. However, Lin Yao's personality is not the kind that can take the initiative to approach people. She has never contacted anyone else.

"It should be about something on Weibo, take it."

Mo Yan smiled and motioned for Lin Yao to connect.

"Hi, Wang Yi, hello."

Lin Yao pressed the answer button and said hello to the other party in a strange way.

"Sister Lin, I'm sorry to disturb you so late."

Wang Yi's voice sounded apologetic, and seemed a little worried.

"It's okay, what's the matter with you?"

Lin Yao replied, her voice was soft as usual, but it was obviously polite and alienated.

"I'm here to apologize to you. I'm really sorry about the Internet."

Wang Yi said sincerely: "My manager asked about the management of the fan group. Actually, many of those who scolded you were not my fans, and someone set the rhythm."

Lin Yao smiled and said, "It's okay, you and I both know it's a rumor."

Wang Yi seemed to hesitate for a while, but finally said, "Why don't I clarify on Weibo?"

"Okay, thank you then."

"You're welcome, I'm the one who caused you trouble, then... good night."

"Thanks, bye."

Lin Yao hung up the phone, seeing Mo Yan staring at her, she couldn't help but asked strangely: "What's wrong, Sister Yan?"

Mo Yan didn't speak, walked in front of Lin Yao, stared at her for a long time, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This kind of smile is like a parent who sees his beautiful little flowers being missed by many brats, a little proud and also a little distressed.

"I remember when I first took over you, you were still a little girl who didn't understand anything, now..."

Mo Yan shook her head and said with emotion: "Now my family Yaoyao is already a national goddess whom everyone loves."

"What kind of goddess, sister Yan, you are laughing at me, I'm going to sleep." Lin Yao was a little embarrassed, and she didn't understand why Mo Yan was so emotional all of a sudden, she stood up and walked into the bedroom.

"Sister Yan, good night."

"Well, go to sleep, good night."

Lin Yao entered the bedroom and closed the door, while Mo Yan sat on the sofa alone, muttering to himself:

"A beautiful female artist is easy to attract peach blossoms, so be careful..."

In Shanghai City, in a high-end community.

"Wang Yi, this matter has nothing to do with you. It's a fight between Huang Yin and Lin Yao. You don't have to end it yourself. It's easy to cause trouble."

Wang Yi was about to post a message on Weibo clarifying that Lin Yao was not cheating on him, but his manager disagreed.

Wang Yi's manager is also a middle-aged woman named Wang Na. Unlike Mo Yan, she has long hair and thick make-up, which looks a bit like a milf.

"Sister Wang, after all, some of my fans attacked others, and Lin Yao and I are going to record a show together, so it's a bit unreasonable for me not to express my opinion."

Wang Yi's attitude is relatively firm, and he has already written the content on Weibo with his mobile phone.

Wang Na was a little helpless, and suddenly looked at Wang Yi strangely: "Do you really have that kind of thought about Lin Yao?"

"Sister Wang, you are talking nonsense, I don't, I..."

Wang Yi denied it halfway, and then stopped talking.

"Wang Yi, you are still young, so you are easily attracted by your appearance. Lin Yao is indeed very beautiful and talented. There are many people who like her. This is normal, but..."

Wang Na said earnestly: "You are different. You are an idol, and you need fans and traffic. Once you fall in love, your career will collapse, you know?"

Seeing that Wang Yi was still silent, Wang Na continued to persuade:

"You are more popular than Lin Yao. Now she is in a difficult situation. You are tied to her. You are the one who suffers."

"Understood." Wang Yi nodded, but still insisted: "I still want to post this Weibo, and I will pay attention to keeping a distance from Lin Yao in the future."

Wang Na thought for a moment, and finally had to agree.

Seeing Wang Yi post on Weibo, she got up and left Wang Yi's house.

After getting into her car, Wang Na didn't start the car right away, Wei Wei was distracted, she was still a little unwilling, thinking that if Lin Yao couldn't release her second album, she would only be a third-tier or fourth-tier singer, her own Wang Yi This time I really suffered a loss.

Mo Yan, your female artist is beautiful, you deserve it, alas!

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Jiangrong City, Old Street, in a rented house.

Fang Xiaole is still awake, he is registering a Weibo account.

After chatting with Lin Yao, oh no, Fang Fang, Lin Yao's tool man, Fang Xiaole originally planned to continue studying variety show directing courses.

However, several push messages popped up on the phone's browser. After he searched for information about Lin Yao last time, the smart browser screened the big data based on user preferences, and often pushed news about Lin Yao to him.

However, this push is not good news.

Fang Xiaole saw the news that Lin Yao was hacked on Weibo, forget about the new album, anyway, it will be slapped in the face soon, but it is a bit too much to slander Lin Yao's enthusiasm for cheating on Wang Yi.

Fang Xiaole didn't play Weibo much, so he downloaded one and registered an account on Weibo.

Entering the trending search interface, the Weibo that Hei Linyao was so popular with was still on the trending search list. Fang Xiaole clicked on it and went directly to the comment area, and got into a fight with those keyboard warriors who attacked Lin Yao personally.

This is the first time for Fang Xiaole to face someone online, and this time he became angry...

Wow, it's like a verbal battle against the Confucianists, overwhelming the heroes, and extinguishing several sunspots by one person.

As a result, I was so excited that I fell asleep in the early morning.

The next day, he went to work with dark circles under his eyes and worked hard all day. He didn't wake up until he received a call from Hong Sanshi after get off work.