Chapter 92:

After the public voice support, the backstage of Ji Yuyan's Weibo has completely fallen. In addition to normal fans and some of the comments and @ that support and praise her, there are countless yin and yang strange and foul language attacks. After Wei Yizhen learned from the propaganda team, he told Ji Youyan not to go to Weibo for the time being, so as not to be affected.
Ji Youyan obeyed the instructions, unloaded Weibo, and filmed the scene wholeheartedly.
In mid-April, she has a "Chinese Opera Festival" to participate in. At noon that day, it happened to be the time when Jing Xiu, as a goodwill ambassador, participated in an international conference on the theme of "Protection of the Disabled and the Vulnerable Group". Ji Youyan borrowed Lin Yue's mobile phone to watch the live broadcast on the way to the venue at the airport.
After waiting for the lengthy speeches of other people in front, the camera finally swept to Jing Xun's body following the host's notice. In the live broadcast, Jing Xuan and two other Chinese celebrities sat among a group of blonde foreigners. It was obvious that the other two celebrities were also among the best handsome men and beauties. But sitting between them, Jing Xuan had the first sight. I can notice her, and when I notice it, it's hard to look away from the attraction.
She wore a generously designed, tailored silver-gray suit, with partial long hair, light but delicate makeup, with her cold expression, a sense of elite and abstinence.
The barrage that had been changing steadily in front became denser at the moment Jing Xun appeared. When Jing Xun stood up and walked onto the stage to give a speech, the barrage became frantic. "Wow, Jing Xiu's side looks amazing", "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) Does it really exist?" "I love it", "You have a good temperament", "Is it time for me to confess now?"...
Ji Yuyan looked at the barrage and talked with You Rongyan. She took Lin Yue’s trumpet and happily sent a barrage to swear the Lord
Quan Road: "It’s too late, mine." After sending it, she closed the barrage, watching Jingxuan’s beauty and beautiful English, while crazy Take a screenshot.
Lin Yue's heart was bleeding. Her mobile phone memory is only 32G, and it is estimated that when Ji Jie finishes watching this live broadcast, she will collapse. She wanted to remind Ji Yooyan, but she felt soft when she looked at Ji Yooyan with a smile on her lips.
Although Jie Ji hasn’t said anything these days, the cooperation has been cancelled one after another. The partners and even the director team of "There is Faith in the World" interviewed Jie Ji, did it affect Jie’s mood? .
Forget it, sister Ji is happy. Lin Yue endured it.
Towards the end of the "Chinese Opera Ceremony" in the evening, Lin Yue as usual docked with the team photographers, and helped Ji Yooyan select three satisfactory photos from the photos passed as the official promotional photos, and cut the number of Ji Yooyan with her mobile phone. He directly helped Ji Yuyan to speak out.
Just after posting Weibo, Wei Yizhen called, and Lin Yue handed over the work schedule of Ji Youyan tomorrow.
Although Ji Yooyan had a clear-cut stand for many of the work she had discussed before, it was surprising that because of her clear-cut stand, she got olive branches from some collaborators who had the same clear stand or support but were inconvenient to speak up.
One of them is the fashion director of a Swiss watch and jewellery brand to meet tomorrow. She believes that Ji Youyan's independent and brave elite female image is very consistent with the brand's "eternal classics, the voice of the times" concept, and intends to discuss cooperation.
When Lin Yue came back after calling Wei Yizhen outside, it was time for the celebration to end. Lin Yue accepted the phone, accepted a brief interview with Ji Youyan, and then went to the dressing room to change the brand-sponsored dress.
Lin Yue returned the dress and left the phone to Ji Youyan. While waiting alone, Ji Yuyan couldn't help but once again boarded Weibo to scan the information.
The first few searched articles are all about tonight's grand ceremony, except for the one on "Jingxiu Conference". When Ji Yuyan saw Jing Xun's name, he swept away most of his exhaustion. She clicked on the entry, and saw Jingxun's speech video and beautiful pictures all over the square.
The fans showed their magical powers, intercepted Jingxuan from all angles, added filters that they were satisfied with, and called me yes. One of the bloggers said: "I want to be the microphone in Teacher Jing's hand, and she held it in her hand." Ji Yuyan likes the tones of several photos in the attached picture.
She saved them one by one, gave Mianzi a thumbs up, and planned to send Lin Yuekai WeChat to her mobile phone along with the evening screenshots.
Still continuing to scan Weibo, the mobile phone in the bag suddenly vibrated violently. Ji Youyan answered the phone, and Wei Yi's frustrated voice came over: "What are you going to do?!"
"I didn't do anything. I was waiting for Yueyue to go back together in the lounge." Ji Youyan was confused by the reprimand.
"I mean, what do you want to do when you like that Weibo? Do you think you are not in the limelight now?"
"What Weibo?" Ji Youyan asked subconsciously, and she reacted to something wrong after asking. She hurriedly switched Lin Yue's phone to the homepage of Weibo's personal center, and saw that the user name...was really "Ji Youyan" in three big characters!
Ji Yuyan's hand holding the phone shook.
"Sister Wei! I got the wrong number! I thought I used the Yueyue trumpet to like." Ji Youyan collapsed in embarrassment.
Wei Yizhen prepared a whole basket of words to educate Ji Youyan, and all of a sudden, Ji Youyan got stuck in his throat. "What should I say to you?"
"Sister Wei, I was wrong." Ji Youyan's attitude of admitting his mistake was very sincere. "Then what should I do now? Am I canceling?"
Wei Yi was really helpless: "It's too late, it's been circulated by screenshots. You cancel now, isn't it here that there is no silver three hundred taels?" They didn't have any defense at all. Now too many people from the opposition are staring at Jing Xuan and Ji Youyan, and if there are mistakes or omissions, they immediately rush to them.
"Then you won't cancel it?" Ji Yuyan tentatively asked.
"Forget it, this is the end of the matter, just let it go. I will contact Jiang Chun to see." Wei Yi sighed.
Ji Youyan could hear the tiredness in Wei Yizhen's tone, darkened his eyes and said guilt: "Sorry Sister Wei, I will never make such a low-level mistake again."
Wei Yi really knew that she didn't mean it, and felt sorry for her pressure during this time. She calmed down and said: "It's okay. Fortunately, what you like is too outrageous. Let's deal with it coldly." She was about to hang up, and she was worried: "You really want to scan Weibo. After Weibo is installed, only the small account is allowed, not the large account."
Ji Yoo's words follow goodness.
After Lin Yue came back, she knew this from Ji Youyan, and her eyes blushed with blame. She just forgot to switch back after posting a promotional Weibo for Ji Yuyan.
Ji Yooyan was also very depressed, but still comforted Lin Yue: "I didn't read the login account clearly." She flicked Lin Yue's forehead and smiled: "Okay, I'll punish you, it's even."
Lin Yue wanted to cry and laugh again.
Ji Yooyan pretended that nothing major happened, and returned his phone to Lin Yue, "Okay, send me all the pictures I saved on your phone today, and you will lose all your merits."
When the two got into the car, Lin Yue gave Ji Youyan a picture, and Ji Youyan installed Weibo on his mobile phone. She logged on the trumpet to check the form on Weibo. There is no news about her likes on the hot search, but there is already an entry "Ji Yuyan likes love Jingxiu" in the real-time rising hot spots.
Without clicking, she could guess what tone the marketing account should use to describe the matter. She felt heavy, feeling that because of her own fault, Jing Xiu was affected, as well as Wei Yizhen and Jiang Chun.
She sent a message to Jing Xiu, "A Xiu, I'm sorry, I made a mistake."
Jing Xiu didn't return to her for a long time. After Ji Yuyan confirmed that it was a trumpet, he boarded Jing Xiu's super chat to check the clues about Jing Xiu's itinerary, and guessed that Jing Xiu should have boarded the plane back home.
Ji Youyan was left empty without Jing Xun's response. She couldn't sleep, had insomnia until midnight, and saw that the entry of herself and Jing Xiu was completely invisible on the hot search, and she was relieved and fell asleep.
But something she never expected, shortly after she fell asleep, a wave of flattening, another wave of rise.
At around five in the morning, one of the members of Jingxuan’s support club was dissatisfied with the fact that Ji Yuyan always intentionally "unintentionally" took Jingxuan to appear on the scene, so he used his own private account to post the connotation of Ji Youyan, which led to the beginning of the morning when Jingxuan Weifan followed on a large scale. Connotation Ji Yuyan.
The fans of Ji Youyan were naturally dissatisfied. At noon, the anti-triad group directly included the number of Jingxun, the support club's skin, on the anti-blacklist, and punched in and reported. Now Jing Xun's fans were completely blown up, and the two sides were torn apart. The event fermented into the evening, and the names of Ji Yuyan and Jing Xun were once again linked to the "real-time rising hot spot".
Both Jiang Chun and Wei Yizhen urgently contacted the senior management of the support club to calm the situation, but it didn't work for a while. Ji Youyan has been scanning Weibo on the way back to the hotel after finishing work.
She looked at the wind in the entire Weibo Square, as if she had seen the quarrel between her fans and Jingxun fans many years ago.
Physically and mentally exhausted.
No matter what she does, Jingxun’s fans can never be satisfied with her, right?
She got out of the elevator and automatically connected to the Internet again, and saw that the WeChat message popped up. It was a message from the system: Jing Xuan sent a circle of friends to remind her to read it.
Ji Yooyan's spirits lifted up, Ah Yun is back? !
She opened it in an embarrassing way, and the goal was a half-length photo of Jing Xun—Jing Xun's slender five fingers opened half of the suit, artificially revealing her curved upper body... and the left inner pocket of the suit. On the inner bag, half of a bracelet is in the bag and half is exposed to the air.
Ji Yuyan could tell at a glance that it was the bracelet she gave to Jing Xun.
The text is accompanied by: You are here.
Ji Youyan was stunned for a few seconds, his smile gradually wafting from his eyes. Did Jing Xiu use this method to tactfully comfort her mistakes?
She is not because of the microphone, but this bracelet, which Jing Xuan always keeps in her heart.
Ji Yuyan's heart felt warm. She gave Jing Xiu a thumbs-up, and then pretended to easily poked her and sent her an emoji package made by taking screenshots: "Pretty sister, please step on me with long legs. jpg" is a photo of Jing Xiu's long legs when she came on stage in a suit.
Jing Xiu yelled at her in her voice, "boring."
After a pause, she said again: "Don't think too much, it's all right."
Listening to her smiling voice, Ji Yuyan finally let out a low laugh. The distress in her heart disappeared, replaced by a sense of stability and satisfaction.
Regardless of whether A Xiu's fans are satisfied with her, A Xiu is by her side, fighting alongside her.
Standing at the door of the room, Ji Yuyan softly replied to Jingxun, "Okay, I don't want too much."
"I just miss you."
Jing Xiu didn't respond for several seconds. Ji Yoo said she was shy, and wanted to cool herself down deliberately, so he took the room card and swiped the door first.
She entered the door, and before she had time to put the room card in the card slot to turn on the light, a shadow dangled in the dark.
Ji Yuyan was startled, and before he could react, he smelled a familiar scent on the tip of his nose.
Her heart suddenly settled down, ecstatic. She closed the door and hurried forward to greet her, and took the figure into her arms, but Jing Xuan groaned in fright.
"Why don't you panic?" Jing Xiu leaned against Ji Youyan's arms, slightly embarrassed.
Ji Youyan buried his face in Jing Xun's neck and asked instead, "Why are you here?" It was full of surprises.
Jing Xiu felt her love, and her heart and body softened together. She tilted her head to lick Ji Yuyan's ear, and said slyly: "Don't you let me step on you?"
"I'm here. But it's the one who picked the flowers." Jing Xiu exhaled like orchids.