"Prepare a few trumpets, because there are always times when you want to talk but can't. If you keep holding your breath, it will hurt your body."

"I know……"

Yu Wei Mumu nodded, she thought that the only celebrities who used trumpets in the legend were the eighteenth-line stars, but she didn't expect that Ji Fuyi had won several actresses, and she would still use the trumpet to piss people off? !

"I don't think you know at all."

Ji Fuyi glanced at the sun, finished eating the apple in his hand, then threw the core into the trash bin contentedly, stood up, and said:

"It's a bit hot, let's go in and turn on the air conditioner."

Ji Fuyi pushed open the glass door first, found a comfortable position on the sofa, and yawned.

Yu Wei looked at her like this and said, "You still say you're not sleepy!"

"Is this also called sleepiness?"

Ji Fuyi opened her eyes wide in doubt, and slowly yawned again.

"I thought sleepy would be the only way to fall asleep."

"How many people can fall asleep with their heads down?!"

Yu Wei couldn't help shouting.

She didn't expect that Ji Fuyi thought seriously for a while, and said: "I was filming, I often filmed for a whole day at that time, and fell asleep when I went back at night."

"Sounds exhausting."

Yu Wei couldn't help but patted her head, and said distressedly: "Don't be so tired in the future."

"It's nothing, I'm used to it."

While talking, Ji Fuyi knocked off her hand and said:

"Who allowed you to touch my sister's head."

"Why can't you touch it!"

Seeing that Ji Fuyi didn't allow her to touch it, Yu Wei became even more energetic, stretched out her hand again, rubbed Ji Fuyi's head a few times indiscriminately, and said:

"I just want to touch~"

Ji Fuyi held her head in both hands, avoiding her hands, and said:

"It's not big or small, go away."

"What, I'm not old or young, my sister is not my elder," Yu Wei squatted beside her, and said with a smile on her face, "Or is it that my sister is shy?"

Ji Fuyi threw a pillow at her and stopped talking completely.

Ji Fuyi quarreled with her for a while before sitting up from the sofa, turning on the tablet again, and continuing to read the messages Lin Xia sent her.

Lin Xia sent her a long list of messages and several voice calls.

"Comments already taken care of."

"Are you playing trumpet again?"

"[Screenshot] Is this you?"

"Fu Yi?"

"Don't think that I don't know if you don't speak! You are very clever every time you open a small account? Are you following the Internet fashion?"

"You know how to use a trumpet to hate people, why do you ask me to help you?"

Just by looking at her tone, Ji Fuyi knew that Lin Xia was so angry that her head was bubbling.

She slowly closed the interface and decided to pretend not to see it.

Yu Wei watched her movements from the side, and couldn't help chuckling.

When Ji Fuyi opened the trumpet just now, she moved smoothly and manipulated Feng Sao. She thought Ji Fuyi was fearless, but now seeing Ji Fuyi's ostrich appearance, she said:

"My sister is so cute."

Ji Fuyi: "?"

She looked at Yu Wei suspiciously, but didn't ask Yu Wei why.

Yu Wei was dissatisfied and asked, "Why don't you ask me why?"

"Ask you what to do?"

Ji Fuyi glanced at her indifferently, then looked down at the tablet computer, where a call request from Lin Xia popped up.

"Waiting for you to tease me?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Lin Xia almost smashed the computer in his hand when he heard such a clear ending.

Is this Ji Fuyi?Was she hacked?

Ji Fuyi answered the phone, felt disturbed, and said in a not-so-gentle tone, "What's the matter, are you calling in such a hurry?"

It seems that this is really Ji Fuyi, and it is a version that is not in a good mood.

Lin Xia breathed a sigh of relief first, and then tightened his heart.

"The thing is, although we suppressed that comment with other popular comments, this is not an ordinary comment, but an organized act of black fans."

Lin Xia's voice was quite calm, and the expression on his face was rather helpless.

"Huh?" Ji Fuyi asked lazily, "Does this kind of thing happen every now and then?"

At first, she would be surprised by this kind of thing, but later she became numb. Some black fans are like brown sugar. They don't need to study or work, and they can eat and drink enough just by relying on the Internet every day.

"It's a little different this time."

Lin Xia sent a few Weibo messages, signaling them to take a look first.

Ji Fuyi opened Weibo, and saw that these Weibos all come from the same account, the account name is a string of English and numbers, and the profile picture is black, obviously a trumpet.

The content of Weibo is varied.

The first Weibo post from this account turned out to be the photo from a long time ago.

Yu Wei went downstairs to Ji Fuyi's company to look for her, and was accidentally photographed by nearby fans. After posting on Weibo, many fans attacked Yu Wei as Ji Fuyi's illegitimate fan, and they came to Ji Fuyi's company to squat her. This is the source of Yu Wei's illegitimate fans.

"Isn't this photo deleted from the entire Internet?"

Ji Fuyi frowned, obviously not very happy.

"Why is it being dug out again, and there are reasons and evidences, as if he was there at the scene?"

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