Their idol was belittled again and again, and the members of the Meiqiangmei fan club were filled with indignation and stared at Wang Xueqin with fire-breathing eyes.
Wang Xueqin was not aware of the danger, but instead felt a little complacent, thinking that she was doing a great good deed of immeasurable merit, helping these little girls who were inexperienced in the world see the true face of their idol through illusions.
"Auntie, what you said means that your understanding of Wo Fan is very one-sided!" Liu Xueying spared no effort to explain, "First of all, let's talk about appearance. You completely underestimated the height of Wo Fan's appearance. He seems to know the genetic code. , specifically picking up the merits of his parents and inheriting them, becoming the person with the most good looks in their family. Comparing Wo Fan’s looks at the level of the entire society, he at least exceeds 99.99% of existing human beings.”
"You are so boastful!" Wang Xueqin interrupted Liu Xueying again, "We have specific data on the existing human beings whose appearance exceeds 99.99%. Which person and department made the statistics?"
Liu Xueying explained patiently: "This is just a way of saying that my appearance is not ordinary. How can anyone really count this? How big a project it is, and how boring it is!"
Wang Xueqin said more seriously: "Without statistics, we can't talk nonsense!"
Wang Aiwu rolled his eyes at Wang Xueqin and said, "Fault-finding!"
Liu Xueying ignored Wang Xueqin's argument and continued to explain: "My face can be hit, my long legs can be hit, and my body proportions can be hit. It can be said that there is no part of his body that cannot be hit. He meets the needs of women of all ages about men." Imagine, he is a real male god.”
"You can't say that, he is not my ideal male idol!" Wang Xueqin shouted loudly, finding fault with him.
"Okay, you are an exception." Wang Aiwu said bluntly.
Liu Xueying continued to explain with a smile: "Besides, I am very capable. I personally think that academic performance is only a very small aspect, and academic performance is not the criterion for judging a person's ability. My academic performance is not very good." Good, but the flaws don’t hide the virtues.”
"Ifan has strong athletic ability. He has extremely high athletic talent and is good at any sport he can come into contact with, whether it is football, basketball, table tennis, skating, roller skating, or skateboarding. As soon as Ifan gets started, he will be good at it very quickly. Just do it conscientiously and become a master. He is a sports genius. If he chooses any sport as a career, he will definitely become a world champion."
"My Fan has strong hands-on skills. There is nothing he can't cook, there's no appliance he can't repair, there's no game he can't play, and there's no housework he can't do well... Some people say that besides not being able to give birth to children... , it can do everything else, it is simply a universal robot.”
Wang Xueqin heard this and said disapprovingly: "I talked about a lot, but they are all useless abilities. None of them can help him get high scores and get into a good university!"
Wang Aiwu said angrily: "Aunt like you is nothing but nitpicking! You want to say that if you are not good at studying, you are not strong, right? I have been a top student in the past, so I can prove that he has no problem with his learning ability."
Liu Xueying echoed: "Yes, if I have ever been a top student, it proves that his learning ability is also strong. As for why he turned from a top student to a bad student, that is what I will tell you next."
Wang Aiwu rushed to say: "Let me talk about my tragic fate. My tragic fate can be divided into three parts."
"First, his academic performance was miserable. After entering high school, there was almost no transition period, and Wofan suddenly changed from a top student to a scumbag. It's not that Wofan didn't work hard, but he seemed to be cursed, and his studies were inefficient, even if he studied every day Sitting over a book won’t help.”
"The second is having nightmares every day, which is also an important factor in my poor academic performance. He had a nightmare about missing the college entrance examination for three years from the day he entered high school. Repeating the same dream every night, he It’s a miracle that he didn’t collapse or go insane. Some people say that he suffered from severe college entrance examination fear syndrome. For this, he saw a doctor and took medicine, and often saw a psychological counselor for psychological counseling, but it was of no use at all.”
"The third is that he often suffers from unreasonable disasters and is beaten and beaten by others. Because of his popularity, many boys regard him as an imaginary love rival. Because of his extremely high force value, few people dare to confront him, so many people can only play black. , secretly poking at the underground gangsters."
Wang Aiwu talked about everything from his family's treasures, his eyebrows were dancing with joy as he spoke, and his pride and pride were self-evident.
Wang Xueqin heard the general idea, but did not agree with what they said. She complained angrily: "To put it bluntly, Bu Fan is a good-looking hapless guy. You guys have really strong tastes. You actually like this kind of tune. There are so many people." I like it, it’s so strange!”
It was unbearable. Faced with Wang Xueqin's repeated rude remarks, a girl named Wang Xiaojing jumped out, glared with her hands on her hips, and shouted angrily: "I have provoked you to provoke you, but we have provoked you to provoke you." , at a very young age, you don’t know what respect is, and you are targeting me and us over and over again! Do you believe it or not, I will go back and pick out all eight generations of your family and make it public to everyone, so that everyone can see what your family is like. How noble you must be to be so arrogant, unreasonable, and mean!”
Wang Xiaojing was so tall that he shocked Wang Xueqin. Wang Xueqin intuitively believed that Wang Xiaojing could do what he said. Although there were many strange things to say, she decisively shut up and held them back.
Liu Xueying patiently explained further: "I am beautiful, so we admire him; I am strong, so we worship him; I am miserable, so we feel sorry for him. How can Zi Feiyu know the joy of fish? You can't understand us. We like it, but please don’t question our like, let alone slander our like.”
Wang Xueqin was forcefully ordered to shut up by Wang Xiaojing. After all, she couldn't help but murmured softly: "Retarded people worship wimps, so they are a perfect match!"
She didn't want Wang Xiaojing to hear what she said. She couldn't bear it anymore. She grabbed Wang Xueqin's hair and yelled: "You tell me, I won't be so angry. You dare to abuse and slander my idol. I can't bear it anymore. I can't bear it anymore." Got it!"
Wang Xueqin screamed and reached out to grab Wang Xiaojing's hair. She couldn't reach it, but she reached Wang Xiaojing's face, and actually caught several blood marks. When other fan club members saw it, they also left the stage one after another. Some pulled their arms, hugged their legs and waists, scratched their faces, twisted their waists, and even slapped and kicked them.
Wang Aiwu and Liu Xueying took the opportunity to kick and punch her. This aunt was really annoying, so it would be nice to vent her anger a few times.
A group of members of the Beauty Fan Club beat up Wang Xueqin. She was so high that Wang Xueqin was so miserable that she howled like a pig.
Bu Fan was hesitating whether to meet these fans who appeared suddenly. He didn't know how to get along with these fans.
He saw a commotion in the direction of the fan club from a distance, and only heard someone shouting: "The fight is starting! The fight is starting!"
Who wouldn’t watch it if it’s exciting? People began to gather in that direction.
Chu Xuanyu and Dou Haoran each grabbed one of Bu Fan's arms and rushed forward.
Dou Haoran said: "Quick, quick, quick, your fans should be fighting. I guess only you can tell them to stop!"
Under the tug of Chu Xuanyu and Dou Haoran, Bu Fan couldn't help but run.
At this time, "Xueba Vision" gave another prompt:
"The memory package related to the Mei Qiang Misan Fan Club has not yet been integrated with your memory. Can it be integrated now?"
