Poor little he is super fierce! [Quick Transmigration]

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Hu Jiu scrolled down, and the comments became more and more unsightly at the end, as if he was a heinous murderer and should be scolded to death by these "righteous men".

He pulled up the webpage, locked his eyes on the blurry screenshots, and fell into deep thought.

The original owner did have a preference for wearing women's clothing, which was related to the fact that he lost his parents and grew up alone in an orphanage.After signing with Starlight Media, the original owner has been controlling himself, only wearing women's clothing to relax when the pressure is high.

Su Yiran discovered this secret by accident, deliberately started the live broadcast when the original owner was wearing women's clothing, and "accidentally" broke into the original owner's room, completely exposing the matter.

After the women's clothing incident was exposed, the manager Gao Feng let it go and let the marketing account make random guesses. The waves of black fans followed the rhythm, making the original owner a wretched man who was hacked by the whole network.

Before that, a big director originally wanted Hu Jiu to be the leading man in the new drama, but after the incident broke out, it became obscene.

The most urgent task at the moment is to solve the black material on the Internet. Hu Jiu repeatedly searched the hot news and found that it has been a month since the incident broke out.

The golden hour of crisis public relations has long passed.

Public opinion is developing in an uncontrollable direction. Now he is synonymous with perverted and wretched man. He is wrong in everything he says and does. Some people even label him as "harassing female colleagues", "exhibitionist" and "promiscuous sex". The stigma of him, I really wish he could die.

Hu Jiu's expression was calm, and he was not angry. There was a solution to any difficulty, and anger would only make things worse.

He tweeted——

Hu Xiaojiu V: Live broadcast on weekends, anyone who wants to scold will come.

【? ? ? 】

[I don't want to watch the abnormal live broadcast, thank you! 】

[This is the first time I saw someone rushing up to scold me? 】

[Facts have proved that the wretched man is not only wretched, but also mentally ill. 】

……

In less than a minute, there were over a hundred comments on Weibo, and he didn't have many fans, most of them came to scold others.

Immediately following this Weibo, it became a trending search. The position was not high, and it was hanging on the rear of the car, but Hu Jiu was quite satisfied.

Being a celebrity is not afraid of black material, but fear of not being popular. Now he posts a microblog that can be trending and attract some traffic. Oh, and this is also thanks to those selfless keyboard warriors.

Next, it depends on how he makes a comeback.

While applying a mask, Hu Jiu made fitness plans and health recipes for herself.In this world, the spiritual power is thin, and this body's aptitude is extremely poor. It is impossible to change the physique through practice, so it can only be recuperated slowly.

There was less than a week before the live broadcast, and after posting that Weibo, his homepage instantly exploded, full of insults and curses.

Hu Jiu simply cut off the internet, went to bed early and woke up early every day, insisted on exercising, and used the aura of Kunlun Yuzhong to cook himself a health-preserving soup, and lived a very nourishing life.

When the appointed time came, Hu Jiu changed into a set of loose sportswear and set the venue at the gym.

The live broadcast started, and a batch of black barrage poured in instantly.

[Come, come, don't be restrained, let go of your original self. 】

[Hello, wretched man, die wretched man. 】

[Hu Jiu, does your family know that you are so mean? 】

【One sentence from you, one sentence from me, Xiao Hu will die tonight~】

[emmm, I'll just watch the excitement, everyone's fighting power is amazing. 】

[Where is Hu Jiuren? 】

Suddenly the screen went black, and then a white shadow flashed past. The boy in loose sportswear jumped into the air and performed a beautiful somersault in the air.

He split the air with his long legs, and kicked the thick wooden planks into pieces with a loud bang.

His movements are fierce and domineering, and when he looks back at the camera, his eyes are cold.

In the next second, the boy smiled brightly: "It's no fun to just scold, it's only fun if you kick it to pieces."

As he spoke, he threw the wooden board with Hujiu written on it into the trash can.

The screen was still for a few seconds, and then more bullet screens erupted in an instant, cursing showmanship and pretending to be X, and occasionally adding a few face-licking bullet screens of "Little brother is so handsome", "Ah, I'm dead", and "Legs are so long".

Hu Jiu took the phone, thanked her, wiped off her sweat with a towel, and said, "Yes, I'm in the gym, and young people should exercise more."

"Why do you start the live broadcast?" Hu Jiu smiled and said lazily, "You can do it if you want."

"Do you know it wrong?"

Hu Jiu tilted her head, her milky white skin was flushed with blush, and she was full of youthful vigor: "I don't even know what I did wrong, how can I admit it? You said I harassed my female colleagues and had promiscuous sex... Do you have evidence?"

"Other people slandered me, but I have to admit my mistakes. It's too unfair." Hu Jiu frowned, her exquisite facial features gathered together, like a bullied puppy, pitiful and wronged.

There were many passers-by joining in the fun in the live broadcast room, they suddenly couldn't bear it, and silently stopped their swearing hands.

But Keyboard Man wouldn't give Hu Jiu any chance to stand up, and a bullet screen floated: Is it true to wear women's clothing, who would wear a skirt as a normal man?I see how you quibble!

Hu Jiu sat cross-legged on the ground, her tone suddenly serious: "It's true to wear women's clothes, and I won't quibble. I never thought that wearing women's clothes and liking women's clothes was a wretched thing. Why can't I like little skirts that are so cute? I'm breaking the law wearing skirts ?"

"If I say I'm wrong, it may be that I trust my friends too much, tell the secret easily, and let it become a knife stabbed in my body."

[Hu Jiu, what does this mean?It feels like a melon! 】

[I remember that the women's clothing incident broke out from an Internet celebrity's live broadcast room...]

[Su Yiran!To be honest, I think he looks very similar to Hu Jiu, but his facial features are not as refined as Hu Jiu's, and his eyes are small and lifeless, which makes him seem like he's pretending to be cute. 】

[I remember that they are good friends, and even posted on Weibo. 】

[What kind of true friends do you have in the entertainment circle, smiling on the surface and MMP in your heart]

[Take my family away, Hu Jiu, you are so awesome, in order to clear yourself up, you don't hesitate to drag your friends into the water. 】

[Fortunately, Su Yiran even sent Weibo to help you talk, but you connotate him here, won't your conscience hurt? 】

[I'm fucking laughing to death, Su Yiran is a fan of clubbing, I guess it's your family who broke out, what kind of white lotus is he pretending to be now? 】

The bullet screen was noisy, and a small group of people thought that Hu Jiu was framed. This caused the netizens who insisted that Hu Jiu was a piece of garbage to go crazy. They output all kinds of disgusting and vulgar words on the screen and were banned. Change to the trumpet if you want to, and persevere.

Things go against each other, the more crazily they abuse, the more people will have a rebellious mentality.

The boy is right. So far, there is no evidence to prove that he harassed his colleagues and had promiscuous sex. Isn’t it slander to judge a person guilty based on guesswork?

But if the boy is innocent, wouldn't it be too much to be bullied by the Internet just because he was wearing women's clothing?As for?

So they all opened up the wheat—

【Enough is enough! 】

【Do you talk like this in real life?terrible! 】

[To be honest, at the beginning everyone scolded Hu Jiu, I was quite confused. The few boys I knew in real life wore women's clothing. During the school celebration, the whole class played Snow White. How could it be a heinous crime to wear a skirt? ? ? 】

[Oh my God, you guys are too easy to fool, Yan Gou really has no brains, and he was brainwashed by Hu Jiu after only a few minutes of live broadcast...]

[Don't speak so harshly, can't everyone express their opinions? 】

Hu Jiu glanced at it, and the barrage had changed from one-sided insults to insults, heartache, two-sided confrontation and watching.

Of course, most of them were cursing, and Hu Jiu didn't expect to change everyone's attitude with just a few words, but Lei must be buried first, and then choose a suitable time to explode.

Someone asked, why wear women's clothing?Hu Jiu was silent for a few seconds: "My mother thought it was a girl when she was pregnant with me, so she bought a full set of baby clothes for women."

He said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Who knew she was very angry when she gave birth to me." He smiled while talking, showing his neat and white teeth like shells. Someone asked him what toothpaste he used in the barrage, and he smiled so beautifully.

"Then I was pitiful. She forced me to wear women's clothing for five years. She dressed me up in different ways every day, with flowery skirts, long braids, and butterfly hairpins. These things accompanied me throughout my childhood."

Hu Jiu stopped suddenly.

【and then? 】

[Is this impossible to make up? 】

[According to the routine of the novel, you should have met a boss, he misunderstood you as a girl, then he abused you and you abused him, and finally you became his favorite. 】

[Hurry up, hurry up! 】

Hu Jiu was silent for a long time before slowly opening her mouth: "Without the overlord, I'm not anyone's favorite. Then they died in a car accident, and I was sent to an orphanage. When I grew up, I entered the entertainment circle."

"Before getting in the car, they said, let me wait at home obediently. I waited at home for three days, and finally the police knocked on the door."

"Although I was young at that time, I probably knew what death was. The moment I opened the door, the cold wind blew on my face, and a thought popped into my mind that they might never come back."

Hu Jiu's tone was calm, and when he spoke, his chin was slightly raised, and there was no trace of sadness in his expression.This gesture seemed to tell everyone that he was just narrating an event that happened in the past. Time has healed all his wounds. He is fine now and does not need any pity or sympathy.

"When I was in the orphanage, I would miss them occasionally, thinking of their warm embrace, delicious meals, and those little skirts that I hated at first. The hobby of wearing women's clothing was developed at that time."

"When I'm stressed or in a bad mood, I wear it."

With the most plain sentences, the young man gently uncovered the long-standing scars to everyone. No one would be willing to show off his pain to the public, but he was forced by invisible violence and had to face the childhood experience again. pain.

He is just using a special way to miss his relatives who are far away in the kingdom of heaven. He said that when he put on the skirt, he seemed to return to his childhood, when he was also a child with a family.

This is why he is pure like a blank sheet of paper, without any disgusting or obscene thoughts.

Is he pitiful? No, the truly pitiful ones are those Internet thugs wielding keyboards.

The live broadcast stopped abruptly, and the moment the screen turned black, someone saw the boy finally lower his head, his eyes stained red.

It turned out that the chin was raised all the time, because he didn't want others to see his tears, so he hurriedly turned off the live broadcast, because he finally couldn't help crying.

Some people say it's naive, but he's only nineteen, what's wrong with being naive?

After the live broadcast, some people questioned the authenticity of the story, but it was quickly confirmed.

The old dean of the orphanage posted a long Weibo, and attached several photos of Hu Jiu when he was a child. The first picture of Xiao Hu Jiu just arrived at the orphanage, wearing a small skirt, braided, holding a The big bad wolf doll, his eyes are red and swollen, and his small face is full of timidity.

In the second picture, Xiao Hujiu has short hair, is slightly taller, and is staring at the camera stupidly.The third Xiao Hujiu has grown up and is helping the dean's mother to distribute New Year gifts to the children. He is wearing Santa Claus's red suit, with a white fake beard, big eyes bent into crescent moons, innocent and cute.

At the end are some donation records. The records start from the age of 17 to last month, totaling 100 million yuan.

The old dean said this on Weibo:

I believe that most people spend their 17 years in peace and comfort on campus, while the 17-year-old Xiao Jiu has become a big tree for the children in the orphanage, trying to protect them from wind and rain.He never hurt anyone and I implore everyone to be gentle with him.

Immediately afterwards, a public account posted an article titled "He Wears Women's Clothes, He's Damned". The author seemed to be mocking, but actually felt sorry for this poor boy throughout the article.

The article received over [-] likes in just a few minutes, and it was reposted frantically in the next few hours, directly swiping the screen of Moments.

That night, Hu Jiu burst into three trending searches——

#胡酒自黑#, #胡酒被该哭#, #胡酒的17年岁#

Someone posted a comment:

【I didn’t dare to say it before, but I can’t help it today... I want to ask Hu Jiu what he did to hurt the heavens and reason, and it’s worth your united effort to hurt him? 】

Jiang Fang stared at the phone screen, his eyes shining: "One minute, I want all the information about this little beauty!"

The friend sneered: "Why, have you taken a fancy to him?"

Jiang Fang handed over the phone: "Look at this delicate and fragile little appearance, it completely fits my aesthetics."

"That's hard to say. It's just a small star, and you can get it with a little money. Just ask Liang Chen, maybe it's someone from his company."

Jiang Fang immediately sent Liang Chen a live link.

Jiang Fang: Brother, is this someone from your company?I see it, let's draw a line.

In the company, Liang Chen's writing hand paused, and he frowned and looked in the direction of the phone.

I wanted to mute the phone, but I accidentally clicked in with a swipe of my finger, and a magnified face suddenly appeared in front of me.

The boy's eyes were bright and clear, and there was a tinge of red at the end of his eyes when he looked closely, like a milk cat trying to hide its grievances.

Liang Chen stared at it for a long time, and the pen poked on the page of the document, smearing a large area of ​​rich black.