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He leisurely clicked on a Weibo poll from a marketing account, with a line of bold text in the title, “Who is your favorite character in the martial arts world of XX?”
The top ones are all big names in the industry, the kind who are extremely popular. The roles they have played are deeply loved by the audience, and the average number of voters is 7,000 to 8,000 votes.
Song Yi pulled the check mark until No. 17. She was stunned when she touched the voting button with her finger.
Fortunately, I didn’t drink water this time, otherwise I would definitely spray water.
The screen clearly displayed [17: Qi Jingyun—Song Yi]
The number of votes has reached 10,000, and the numbers are still rising.
Song Yi switched from drama to film and television, and the first role she played was Qi Jingyun. The popularity of martial arts dramas has been declining in the past few years. The male and female protagonists in this drama have no splash, let alone the villain Song Yi.
He almost forgot that he had played this role.
Song Yi was stunned for a long time, her mood was complicated, she had mixed feelings, she didn’t know whether she was happy or sad.
What makes him happy is that he actually has such a sincere fan who spends a lot of money to vote for Song Yi. It would be a lie not to be moved.
The sad thing is that this person turned out to be Senior Brother Long-Legs.
What a bad fate!
He has always liked listening to Senior Brother Long-Legs sing so much. Senior Senior Brother Long-Legs is actually a fan of his. He wants to hook up with him and says he wants to have sex with him. Now they are really going to meet. Who is this fan and he still says no? allow.
Song Yi looked at the phone, her eyes brightened, and she couldn’t help but smile.
I have never met someone who loves the role he plays so enthusiastically.
Song Yi had the feeling of meeting a close friend in a high mountain and flowing water, and her impression of Senior Brother Long-Leggs rose slightly.
He was happy for a while, but then he felt that it was unnecessary for Brother Long-Legs to spend so much money to vote. These were all false names, and they were not real if they were bought with money.
Song Yi thought for a while and then posted a sentence in the group after careful consideration, [McBubai]: “Voting must be fair and impartial. If Song Yi knows about it, he will thank you very much, but at the same time he will also stop your behavior that undermines fairness.” .”
Senior Brother Long-Legs was online and spat out a line of words coldly.
[I am willing to spend money, it is none of your business. 】
Fans in the group echoed one after another, saying what the long-legged master usually said, let alone now that they have taken the money, they are all high-spirited, like little red~guard~soldiers, scolding [Mike Bubai] all over his body.
Song Yi gritted her teeth and typed out a long line. Before she could send it, a big red exclamation mark appeared in the group.
Song Yi was kicked out of the group chat by Brother Longlegs!
Too much.
To tell the truth, what about Senior Brother Long-Legs?
Song Yi was dumbfounded and felt aggrieved. She used to think that her senior brother was gentle and simple, but she didn’t expect that he had such a strong temper. He was like a dynamite that could be used at a moment’s notice.
Song Yi calmed down for a while and calculated with her mobile phone and computer. Voting had already cost a lot of money and she could not continue. She had to find a way to stop Senior Brother, otherwise Song Yi would feel bad. Other people’s money is not a big wind. Scraped.
He pondered for a few minutes, quickly opened Changcao’s Weibo account, and forwarded the voting Weibo, with the sentence “[Smiley face] Thank you for supporting me, and thank you for your affirmation. I am very touched, but this behavior destroys In spite of the original intention of voting, please stop voting for me. 】
Song Yi hadn’t posted on Weibo for a long, long time, and the anti-fans had nowhere to go. Now they caught the freshest moment and pounced on it one after another.
[Is a new drama about to premiere? Start frying again, be careful not to burn it. [Sorry] I forgot, you are already burnt. 】
[Spending money to buy votes for yourself, pretending to be a fan, you are a marketing genius. 】
[Protect our side Zhou Moquan, who dares @zhoumoquan, your idol and Song Yi are locked up. 】
[Quanshui’s fighting ability is not strong, but he still dares to post on Weibo. 】
[Someone is thick-skinned. If I did such a shameful thing, I would have committed suicide long ago to apologize. 】
Song Yi squinted her eyes for a while, sneered, and lazily uttered two words, “boring.”
In the past, he blocked everyone one by one, but after so long, everything has long since returned to dust, and dust has returned to dust. You can say whatever you like.
Anyway, Song Yi is still filming and living happily, and the comments on the Internet can no longer affect his mood.
Song Yi was about to close Weibo and log off, when a new comment popped up.
[Senior Brother Long-Legs: You’re welcome. Just feel happy. 】
Song Yi was moved by this and tapped her fingertips on the screen. She didn’t know how to reply to Senior Brother Long-Legs.
But Senior Brother Long-Legs has come to an end. In the comment area, he is alone, fighting with the crowd, and he has the momentum of going alone despite the tens of thousands of people.
Song Yi is just such a fan, she can’t just watch her senior brother being scolded, or what if her only fan runs away after being scolded.
He quickly closed the comment area and reported all the swear words on Weibo.
It’s okay to scold me, but it’s not allowed to scold my fans.
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