390 Grumpy School Tyrant, Online Cursing

The show was broadcast on Saturday night.

When “Wish You A Cool Breeze” posted on Weibo at five in the morning, most people were still asleep.

As the President of Bai Tiantian’s fan support club, she also had followers.

Her Weibo post became popular as soon as it was posted.

The traffic increased sharply at 7 am.

“24-hours Idol” had completely exploded on the Internet because of Film Emperor Qin, so many people searched about it. “Wish You A Cool Breeze”‘s analysis of the production crew’s script was well-documented and even showed screenshots as evidence.

This Weibo post quickly rose to the hot search.

After coming back for so long, the manager called her for the first time and instructed her, “Your fans have done a great job. They’ll help you clear your name and return to the path to fame. If this continues, we can still receive non-influenced advertisements. Don’t participate in this matter anymore. Film Emperor Qin and the Jiang Corporation aren’t good to provoke.”

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Bai Tiantian hung up.

She stared at the rising fans, then at Tian Xiaoxiao’s Weibo, which was nearing 7 million fans.

She wasn’t reconciled with this tiny gain.

Since last night, the Jiang Corporation hadn’t issued a statement yet. The production crew’s broadcast yesterday was obviously a trick for Qin Ran to bring hatred to her, and they dared to broadcast it this way… Didn’t President Jiang instruct them to broadcast it this way?

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Bai Tiantian’s eyes flickered, and she got up from the window, staring out the narrow window.

She was left with almost nothing now…

After a long while, she posted on Weibo—

“Thank you, everyone.”

Qin Xiuchen slowly drank tea and greeted her, feeling relieved that she wasn’t affected by the mess on the Internet.

Butler Qin brought a pot of tea from the kitchen.

He paused at the sight of Qin Ran at the kitchen door.

But she didn’t notice his strange move.

She sat on the sofa and rested for a while before entering Qin Ling’s room with her phone. Qin Ling also heard her coming and just opened the door and poked his head out.

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Qin Ran went in and casually kicked the door shut.

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She glanced at his computer. “No one is teaching you now?”

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“Uncle is still looking.” Qin Ling pulled out the chair and sat down.