Chapter 5: The Carnival of Anti-fans
The whole picture of the live broadcast room was originally occupied by the side profile of the young man and set off by the atmosphere of the environment and light. It was as beautiful as an oil painting.
However, as the live broadcast restarted, those viewers who had never left, or rather, the anti-fans, immediately started tapping on their keyboards. The barrage of comments flooded in like a tide.
Countless vicious and filthy words filled the screen, instantly destroying the beauty of the picture ——
[Yo, I thought the young master didn't dare to start the live broadcast anymore!]
[What's so great about flattering the audience for money? Here, young master will give you a huge reward of 0.01 yuan! Hahaha!]
[We gathered here to see when Wen Chi, the cancer of the entertainment industry, will die. Heeheehee.]
[Wen Chi, get out of the entertainment industry! If this kind of rubbish is allowed to stay and cause trouble, the domestic entertainment industry will fail sooner or later!]
[I think the producers and directors of this program who dared to invite Wen Chi are probably not good guys either. They're birds of a feather!]
[The director of the program team and Wen Chi, all of you should go to hell! Aishiba!]
Wen Chi has so many anti-fans!
Someone once joked that if Wen Chi's anti-fans were organized, they could completely create a new top star!
Such a large number of anti-fans, of course, were not accumulated in just half a month. Most of them were the fans of his rivals whom he had offended in the past two years.
The actions of these anti-fans were so meticulous and their purposes were so unified that they were like well-trained troops, as if there was an invisible hand manipulating them behind the scenes!
It was really puzzling. Why did they hate Wen Chi so much? If you didn't know, you would think that Wen Chi had a feud with them to the death!
In the past, Wen Chi still had die-hard fans who fought for him. But until his fan circle collapsed and everyone turned against him, it was already good that these fans didn't stab him in the back. How could they speak up for him?
Without opponents, the anti-fans became even more rampant and arrogant, making the live broadcast room a mess. Many viewers didn't even want to step in.
This directly made the number of viewers in Wen Chi's live broadcast room the lowest among the four guests!
...
When the live broadcast started, the iPad automatically switched. The picture changed from the integral ranking list to the live broadcast room.
Actually, the program team specially placed the iPad here so that the guests could interact with the audience during their breaks from filming, to relieve their boredom and liven up the atmosphere of the program.
For the other three guests, it really played this role successfully and had a significant effect.
Only in Wen Chi's live broadcast room did it completely become a vent for the anti-fans. The barrage was basically unbearable to look at.
At this time, Wen Chi happened to walk a few steps closer to Sui Sui and happened to bring the iPad into his field of vision.
His eyes casually swept across the screen, and the familiar words came into view.
Just with one glance.
The anti-fans seemed to be suddenly stimulated!
Embarrassed to curse in person? Nope, they would only curse more fiercely!
So, the anti-fans became even more excited and started a carnival.
[Ah! Ugly monster who had plastic surgery, don't get so close! Look at yourself in the mirror! It's so ugly that it hurts my eyes!]
[Wen Chi, you have such a thick skin! You still dare to come on the variety show even though you've fallen so hard? Why, is the money in the entertainment industry so easy to earn that you don't want to leave?]
[I have your private videos with the big shots. Contact me if you don't want them to be exposed! I'll help you solve the problem for 500,000 yuan!]
[Brother, how about I transfer you 50 yuan and you share them so that everyone can have some fun?]
[Do I need to spend money? There are a ton of these hard evidences on the Internet!]
[Wen Chi, do your parents know that you're so embarrassing outside? I'm afraid they'll disown you, the unfilial son!]
Stimulated by these words, Wen Chi's expression uncontrollably tightened.
His eyes turned black; the sharp curses rang in his ears like tinnitus; an invisible hand seemed to choke his throat, bringing a suffocating feeling; the sea of malicious words swallowed him up bit by bit...
"Wow ——"
A milky cry.
Soft, like cotton candy.
But suddenly, it crashed into his world full of dark clouds and brought in a ray of light.
Wen Chi came back to his senses, covered in cold sweat.
He looked down and saw Sui Sui, whose small body was almost sticking to the iPad. Her beautiful eyes were shining brightly.
She was trying hard to raise her head. Her clear eyes were like a clear lake, staring intently at the screen, and also reflecting all those filthy words at the bottom of her eyes.
Wen Chi: "Don't..." get so close, it's bad for your eyes.
Sui Sui secretly stretched out her chubby finger and poked at the screen.
As happy as a kitten attracted by something interesting and shiny!
Even though the locked screen couldn't bring any interactive feedback, Sui Sui was still beaming with joy.
The joy of a kitten when it successfully steals a small fish is probably just like this!
Her happiness infected Wen Chi, and his gloomy mood improved a little.
He had forgotten that Sui Sui couldn't understand these at all.
She was only three and a half years old and still an illiterate child.
For her, these so-called curses were not as attractive as the beautiful special effects in the live broadcast room.
Those words that were like invisible killing knives were probably just like tadpoles, or little hearts, little flowers, little... poops?
The world of a child is always so simple.
Wen Chi then smiled faintly.
That's right. The anti-fans kept cursing the same things and couldn't even come up with new ones. What's the point?
"Sui Sui." Wen Chi's voice suddenly rang out.
Sui Sui immediately put her hands behind her back as if nothing had happened. "Huh?" What did he call her for?
"Don't get too close. It's bad for your eyes."
"Okay ——" Sui Sui calmed down for a while.
And because of Wen Chi's movement, the camera also happened to point at Sui Sui.
Sure enough, someone in the live broadcast room curiously asked:
[Where did this kid come from?]
This was intentional by Wen Chi. He just wanted Sui Sui to be in the frame.
Since the viewers saw it, it wouldn't be long before the program team noticed.
Actually, it would be best to directly ask in front of the camera... Forget it.
In case Sui Sui heard it, she would probably make a fuss again.
This little person who was not even as tall as his leg, he didn't know where she got so much power. When she was about to cry, even he would be frightened.
Anyway, when the staff saw it, they would send someone to pick up Sui Sui... right?
...
At the program team headquarters several kilometers away, the staff were adjusting the live broadcast equipment.
They were already used to the scene of Wen Chi's live broadcast room being full of anti-fans:
"Hey, they're cursing again. Can't these anti-fans calm down for two days?"
"Can't we ban their accounts?"
"We've already tried. But those professional anti-fans have at least twenty backup accounts each. And after banning them, they can buy new ones immediately. What can we do? We can only hope that Wen Chi doesn't look at it. It's so upsetting."
These words brought silence for a while.
Suddenly, a young man exclaimed, "Hey, why is there a kid next to Wen Chi?"
His colleague was very calm, shaking his leg. "Director Jian thought that using drones to deliver supplies was too conventional and boring. He wanted to change to a novel method. I guess this is it."
"Director Jian." The young man suddenly realized. It seemed that as long as it was related to this name, nothing strange was unacceptable. "That's all right then!"
It was like a small stone falling into the lake. It didn't cause a single ripple.