Chapter one hundred and seventy-one
"Little Friend Li is still too honest."
Huang Bingtian looked at Li Yun’s response to Weibo and sighed.
Li Yun is still the same Li Yun.
Loneliness, arrogance, and disdain for slanderous rumors.
Huang Bingtian felt that Li Yun was a very typical classical literati.
His character and his arrogance are completely overlapping with the image of ancient literati in Huang Bingtian's heart.
No wonder he could write such poems, no wonder he could write such philosophical words, his spiritual realm was not on the same level as ordinary people.
Huang Bingtian silently right-clicked to collect this Weibo post.
Another paragraph is a word that can be written and can be framed on the wall to reflect on it.
"It's worthy of being you, Li Xiaoyou." Huang Bingtian sighed again and said, "But I'm always angry. Letting Li Xiaoyou bear this stigma out of thin air makes me feel uneasy."
After looking at Liu Jing's Weibo, Huang Bingtian's original feelings towards Li Yun immediately turned into anger.
It turned into anger towards Liu Jing.
The entertainment industry is now in a mess.
As a literary and artistic worker, the most important thing is the work, but in the end, you just use it to do something despicable.
No matter who brushes data, Huang Bingtian would think that Li Yun would brush data.
People only use 10 million yuan to invest in filming as production fees, and they don’t leave any promotional and distribution fees. Will they still use hot search data on Weibo?
This is clearly the data that the people like, and only reaches the hot searches.
Empty words and white teeth insult people innocence.
This will not work.
With anger, Huang Bingtian called several old friends.
Several judges who attended the poetry conference together did not play on Weibo and did not know about this. After knowing this, they also expressed their anger.
I felt a little guilty towards Li Yun and the others, especially after reading Li Yun’s Weibo post, they felt that letting a literati who is indifferent to fame and fortune, a light-hearted and unrefuted person suffer such grievances is simply a provocation to the literary world and even the literary circle.
Huang Bingtian rolled his eyes and said.
"Old friend, we are not as good as..."
...
"Li Yun...he is not the type who argues with reason."
Su Muqiu is very busy. After completing the filming of "I Am Not a God of Medicine", she hurried to another variety show. Today she noticed the storm caused on the Internet.
Li Yun was hacked.
One time, premeditated and planned smear.
It looks more like a collective counterattack by interest groups from the old era.
Su Muqiu was angry.
She felt that literati like Li Yun who was not in the world would probably not fight back with great force.
Sure enough, he posted a philosophical sentence.
This made Su Muqiu feel that Li Yun is worthy of being a cultural person.
Even in the face of such overwhelming and targeted slander, they are still as calm as a mountain.
He seems to only do his own things and is not as good as the world.
Should it be called...Buddhist?
No, it's called the "Dao system".
Su Muqiu suddenly felt that if Li Yun had not entered the entertainment industry, his temperament was more suitable to be a Taoist priest, like a pool of autumn water, indifferent to fame and fortune, and not moved by external things.
No matter what, Li Yun's attitude touched Su Muqiu's heart.
Such an elegant and indifferent temperament, unmoved by external objects, is really a kind of power.
"Queen Su, the show is about to begin."
"Um..."
The recording of Happy Camp is about to begin.
Su Muqiu felt that he had to do something.
...
Cheng Zhongyu was very angry.
"Nonsense, it's really nonsense. Now you can speak online without evidence. Now you don't even have a practical attitude."
Compared with Liu Jing's sarcasm, Li Yun's response really touched Zhongyu's heart.
Cheng Zhongyu felt that this young man was not only human, but also divine.
Talented, human and divine...
There are really too few young people like this.
Cheng Zhongyu was thinking.
This year, the top ten outstanding young people in China, should I push him?
...
Although Li Zijing looked at the warm cappuccino in her hand, she was still a little confused. She suddenly poured the cappuccino for herself, and she didn't have the habit of drinking cappuccino... After all, there was so much sugar, and drinking too much will make you fat.
It's already flat, but if you become fat and flat, how can you be a human being...
However, she still accepted Li Yun's kindness and asked while drinking the cappuccino.
"What are you doing with cappuccino?"
"No, this is a meme..."
Faced with Li Zijing's questions, Li Yun did not answer that this was just a joke in his previous life.
A certain deceased anchor had a catchphrase to give his aunt a cappuccino.
Li Yun cut out his Weibo account and got on his own Zuanren's small account. During this process, Li Yun even brought a hint of piousness.
If ancient poems make Li Yun recall the soft and warm time of the past, then Zuanren's account took Li Yun back to the war-torn online battlefield. It was not a wonderful memory, but it was always part of the past.
At this time, Zuan people's account has reached 800,000, which is almost half of the size of the large number.
The unique swearing skills and abstract words made many people praise it.
After all, life is so difficult for everyone.
Can't you still feel good about squirting?
When Li Yun switched to Zuanren's account, he felt a little more hostile.
Li Yun is a salted fish... But can't salted fish be a troll? How many troll comment sections on the Internet are swearing, but they are polite in reality.
The reality is so frustrating, why should I endure it online?
Use all the squirting skills I learned in the Lol Zuan District in my previous life, and @ Liu Jing.
"You must raise the price of groceries when you buy groceries, which is super double."
"Your grandpa [emoji] will definitely be pointed at by someone next time."
"Your grandma [emoji] will definitely not get the C position when she dances in the square."
"Your sister's embroidery needles are pricked."
"Your dad will pick it up and take it back."
"You are so cute, you are so cute."
"Come on Russian roulette? Bullets are full, starting with your horse [emoji]."
"You are making a movie? You are shooting a movie about your horse [emoji]. I sprinkle a handful of rice on the camera, and the chickens are better than you."
"I want Kang Kangning's family photo, can you take a selfie?"
The keyboard is like light and lightning, and the fast typing speed shocked Li Zijing, who was drinking cappuccinos beside her.
I am timid in the big squad, and I will strike hard on the small squad!
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The people of Zu'an posted on Weibo.
This is regarded as an idol by many Internet trolls because of their invention of abstract words.
Being able to scold others without triggering the keywords on Weibo is an art.
The art of trolls.
The Internet is a place full of anger.
Such a high-intensity sarcasm was released and it became instantly hot.
And everyone was stunned by this result.
It was not Li Yun who fought back against Liu Jing...
Chapter completed!