I was caught fishing at work, and I dragged the female CEO into the water with my backhand.

Wu Yu said it loudly, but no one in the hall believed it.

Xia Ning sighed.

"Wu Yu, please speak more politely from now on. Qiao Lele is thin-skinned and can't stand your jokes."

Wu Yu was stubborn.

"I think she just feels guilty."

As she said that, she looked outside the door.

Qiao Lele made a long circle in the opposite direction along the eaves and walked towards the public toilet in the corner of the courtyard.

I can't help but feel a little guilty.

Uh... So she wants to go to the toilet?

Are you so frightened by my words that you take a long distance?

suddenly.

Wu Yu noticed Qin Xun looking at him with contempt, frowned and said coldly.

"What are you looking at?"

"Who knows who you are chatting with every night!"

"My suspicions are legitimate!"

Qin Xun: "???"

Hey!

This Wubo girl has a good temper after becoming a director!

……

the next day.

There have been more than 10 comments in the comment section of "Fatal ID".

Because Qin Xun first composed "Perfume Is Poisonous" on the spot and then sang "Chasing Dreams", which has gained great popularity.

The question of whether to donate or not has been a hot topic for many times.

An alliance formed by trolls, netizens who fish in troubled waters, and real people seeking help formed two opposing camps on the one hand, and Qin Xun's fans on the other.

Killing on the Internet is so dark that the sun and the moon don't shine.

It even caused widespread social discussion.

"Is forced donation considered an evil habit?" 》

Netizens were very noisy.

[Forced donation, isn’t it moral kidnapping? 】

[He has made so much money. If he makes billions from a movie, he should bear more social responsibilities! 】

[Then who should donate more? Poor guy? He's not a rich man yet. Doesn't Qin Xun have any money? 】

[It is only natural for celebrities to accept moral supervision! When he stands in the spotlight, both good and bad will be magnified! 】

[Social responsibility is directly proportional to identity, status, and wealth. What’s wrong with donating a little? 】

[Whether we are forced or not, as long as it can benefit more people, we should pick up our keyboards. 】

[If you keep talking about social responsibility, asking you to donate 100 yuan is like killing you. 】

[Is it wrong not to donate? 】

[Is it required by law to donate? Is it illegal not to donate? 】

[Have you donated yourself, and how much have you donated? 】

[If I want 10 billion, I can donate 9 million. 】

[He has gained a huge amount of wealth from society, but he doesn’t want to take on any social responsibilities? 】

[Qin Xun’s licking dogs, please continue to praise the stars’ stinky feet! 】

……

Finished filming the movie in the morning.

After lunch, it's lunch break time.

Qin Xun and his party returned to the courtyard.

Mao Qianyi, Zhu Yuanju, and Gao Man all got into their nanny car.

Mao Qianyi took out his mobile phone to surf the Internet, and was a little frightened when he saw netizens criticizing Qin Xun.

Qin Xun, an unlucky guy, shouldn't be in such limelight.

If I were forced to donate like this, not only would I have to spend millions to donate to charity, but I would also have to spend millions to clean the floor.

Ugh……

Why bother for a fan who wants to jump off a building?

Goldman's nanny's car.

The air conditioner was on full blast.

She lay on the bed, covered with a cool quilt, reading the comments from netizens, with a look of disgust on her face, and said coldly.

"If you want to have 10 billion, why don't you donate 9 million?"

"What a toad yawning!"

"If I ask you to donate 20 yuan, you will be so angry that you will jump to your feet!"

Zhu Yuanju is in the nanny's car.

He read netizen comments for a while, with a wry smile on his face.

No celebrity can escape the pressure from netizens to donate.

In the past, whenever earthquakes, floods, or fires occurred, my head would get dizzy, and I would just pray for good weather and peace for the country and the people.

This Qin Xun did not encounter any natural disasters.

Instead, he put his head up to spit on netizens.

Huang Huai is a patient.

There is not a disaster every day in the world.

But there are patients every minute and every second.

Can you be saved?

Can you donate?

Even when the Lord Buddha comes, he has to kowtow three times!

Even 10,000 Qin Xun can’t donate it!

suddenly.

Zhu Yuanju looked at the red wine on the small table, thought for a moment, put it back in the cabinet, and took out a bottle of drink to drink.

"Forget it, no more drinking."

"Now that Qin Xun is being roasted on the fire, he must be in a terrible mood. Please don't beat me up later."

……

Siheyuan.

The weather was gloomy today, but not raining.

The yard was wet.

Qin Xun just brought a bamboo lounge chair and placed it under the tree to lie down and enjoy the cool breeze.

It seems quite poetic.

But in the eyes of others, he looks like a big fool.

At this time, a group of women surrounded him.

Xia Ning, Wu Yu, Ye Lan and a group of others moved small benches, surrounded Qin Xun and sat down, watching him take a nap quietly.

How could Qin Xun sleep? He opened his eyes, looked around and said helplessly.

"do you know?"

"You guys surrounding me like this make me feel...I'm dead."

"You are saving me!"

Xia Ning smiled softly.

She didn't know why, but since she and Qin Xun became boyfriend and girlfriend, she liked Qin Xun from the bottom of her heart.

No matter how you look at it, it pleases your eyes.

Now I just think his words are humorous.

What a cute little brother!

"You are not far away from death, we will save you in advance!"

Wu Yu was furious. She took out her phone and casually looked at the comment section of the official website of "Fatal ID". She was so angry that her blood pressure immediately soared.

“Why didn’t I realize there were so many Bodhisattvas on the Internet before?”

"Why do everyone now think that squeezing Qin Xun dry will be their supreme glory?"

"Did they donate the money?"

Qin Xun saw Wu Yu gnashing his teeth and knew that the popularity on the Internet was probably very high, and something might happen if he waited any longer.

he said with a smile.

"It's fine!"

"Don't care too much about netizens' comments. I donated 100 million today, and they will ask me to donate 1000 million."

"I donated 1 million, and some people still asked me to donate my life."

"I can't satisfy everyone."

"Just look at it!"

He sat up from the bamboo recliner, looked at Wu Yu, and said with a smile.

"You are now posting a picture of us donating money to those three poor people on the official website."

Wu Yu immediately started to operate, uploading chat records and taking screenshots of payments.

Suddenly, she encountered a difficulty, raised her head and asked.

“What does the copy say?”

"After all, the popularity is so high, so I have to write it in a more high-sounding way."

Qin Xun pointed to his nose.

"ask me?"

"It's fine if I don't scold their mother, but I still have to say a bunch of things that go against their will?"

“We civil engineering majors don’t have to learn to write copy.”

Wu Yu was a little embarrassed and looked at Ye Lan.

"Sister Ye, do you have any public relations experience in handling this kind of crisis?"

Ye Lan shook his head and smiled.

"No one in the entertainment industry dares to ask trolls to hack me."

She looked at Qin Xun with meaningful eyes and smiled slightly.

Xia Ning understood and felt a little unhappy.

Ye Lan means that if Qin Xun is with her, he doesn't have to worry about being hacked by someone.

She reached for Wu Yu's cell phone and said.

"I learned this kind of thing by writing essays in high school. Wu Yu, your high school grades are better than mine."

"You've regressed now."

Wu Yu: "???"

Damn!

Installed!

Xia Ning took her mobile phone, lowered her head and started editing the copy.

soon.

A dummy note released on the official website of "Fatal ID" immediately became a hot search topic.

Qin Xun's fans are finally hardened!

Banger is hard!