Ni Bingyan choked on the spicy oil and took a long time to recover.
After she saw clearly what monsters and ghosts were in the comment section, she just put them in the trash.
"What should I do? Salad!"
Ni Bingyan subconsciously said this angrily.
Seeing Sister Wei staring at her, she became frightened again.
"Now that screenshots are flying all over the place and hot searches are on the rise, deleting Weibo makes me feel guilty, so let's forget it!"
The land of Bashu has had many immigrants since ancient times. In order to prevent riots and make it easier to manage, the government often disrupted the resettlement of immigrants.
This leads to the fact that people’s clan consciousness is generally not very strong, and the male-dominated lifestyle in the feudal era will be broken. Therefore, most areas here inherently lack the soil for male superiority and female inferiority.
In addition, the scarcity of arable land has led to the development of the textile industry, and women often earn more than men.
The economic foundation determines the right to speak.
A woman is herself first, and then someone's wife and mother. She still has money on hand, so her style cannot be soft.
Therefore, in many Bashu families, women have had the final say since ancient times.
Anything that forms an established pattern is difficult to change.
Another thing is that countless powerful women have emerged from the land of Bashu, and people will inevitably form a fixed impression of the women here.
People think Bashu sister is very fierce, but it can't be entirely because she shouted so loudly in public.
So forget it!
Just let nature take its course.
Wei Shujie was speechless when he saw that she really put down her phone and didn't care, and even had the mood to finish the remaining crayfish.
"Didn't you realize that someone is already taking the lead and calling you a green tea? Saying that you use other people's support to whiten yourself."
Ni Bingyan was speechless.
She was afraid of hurting others, and her desire to survive was so strong that there was no one else she could blame.
"Don't worry, I will try not to post on Weibo in the future."
Ni Bingyan finally discovered that all those netizens have strange minds, and no matter what she says, they will be over-interpreted.
If you want to be absolutely safe, there is only one way, and that is to say nothing.
She doesn't produce the raw materials anymore, so she doesn't believe anyone can use them to make a fuss.
Seeing that she was so open-minded and that it really didn't have any big impact, Wei Shujie relaxed his mind and began to discuss with her the next day's commercial shooting.
Ni Bingyan ate too much crayfish, chatted for a while, then went back to the bedroom to lay out a yoga mat and practice listening and exercise at the same time.
The filming of the high-end luxury endorsement started the next day.
This kind of brand has always prided itself on being stylish and has never looked down upon the cunning attempts to please the public. Advertising naturally maintains their tradition.
Where elegance should be elegant, where fashion should be fashionable, and where avant-garde should be, it will naturally be avant-garde.
On this day, Ni Bingyan was filming a perfume advertisement.
In order to make her image more suitable for the cold-toned perfume, the brand's stylist repeatedly changed the plan, and finally put her in a short cool wig to find that feeling.
She had to shoot more than one commercial today, so after shooting the perfume commercial, she didn't even take off her makeup and followed Sister Wei in a hurry.
On the road, I met fans asking for her autograph. Seeing that her hair was short, they thought she had changed her hair style, so they all hurriedly comforted her:
"You really don't have to do this, and it's not your fault!"
Ni Bingyan's mind was full of shooting issues for the next commercial. He had long forgotten what he posted on Weibo yesterday. He didn't understand what they were talking about and left in a hurry.
[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.
Under normal circumstances, when she saw this kind of fishing title, she would not waste time clicking on it, but this message had her photo next to the title.
There's nothing we can do about it!
Clicking on the article, she saw a screenshot of her own Weibo, many familiar screenshots of hot comments, and the last photo of her short hair.
At the end of the article, the editor reasonably concluded that after seeing the grand scene in the Weibo comment area last night, she no longer had any hope in the gentleness of Bashu sister.
Otherwise, how could he fulfill his vow and cut his hair?
Ni Bingyan let out a long sigh before applying the hot towel to his face.
Now I can’t even wash myself off after jumping into the Yellow River.
She doesn't even post on Weibo, but she can still arrange it like this. I have to say, these pen-playing people are really amazing!
She clicked report and reported the other party for publishing false information. As a result, the website also asked her to provide evidence to prove where the other party's information was false.
It’s just going to piss people off!
She is the person involved, so why should she still ask whether the information is true or false?
So the question is, how many steps are needed to prove that she is her?
"Let go, I have to know how to let go! Restraint, I have to restrain myself!"
After doing some mental construction for herself for a long time, she came out from the shower, packed herself up and lay down on the bed, but she still couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning.
It's almost three o'clock, and he has to catch a plane to go to another place to shoot tomorrow. Ni Bingyan is so anxious!
But for things like insomnia, the more urgent it is, the worse it will be.
As if there was a connection between hearts, at this moment, Sang Yuan sent a message:
[I just woke up from sleep and got up to look for water, and then I saw your message. I got off work so late again. Thank you for your hard work, wife! ]
Sang Yuan has developed a habit of sincerely praising his wife anytime and anywhere. Unexpectedly, as soon as the message was sent successfully, Ni Bingyan immediately replied:
[I have a bit of insomnia and can't fall asleep despite tossing and turning. ]
Sang Yuan was not very sober at the moment. When he saw this news, he subconsciously said:
[Okay, I have received your thoughts. I miss you too and love you~]
Ni Bingyan couldn't stand it at all: "It's not because of this that I can't sleep! I'm telling you something serious!"
Sang Yuan felt aggrieved: "When did I become rude?"
Ni Bingyan took a deep breath: "Okay, stop making trouble."
Immediately I told him what happened in the past few days.
Although hot searches can bring popularity, she really hates the frequent occurrence of such unexpected things.
It's only once or twice a year. As long as she doesn't join the group, she will come back from time to time. If she didn't know how stingy she is, she would doubt herself for buying hot searches.
Sang Yuan didn't know how to comfort her.
Because the fact is that celebrities need popularity to increase their net worth.
You can't like it when you need the heat, and find it annoying when you don't need it, right?
So Sang Yuan changed the topic.
"I just checked last month's expenses and found something interesting. Would you like to hear it?"
"What's up?"
"Last month, I spent 180,000 yuan just to congratulate the newlyweds."
Ni Bingyan has many friends and spends a lot on gifts.
She didn't think there was any problem with this.
"The problem is, I don't even know them!"
