C22 Internet War of Words (2/2)

Ye Qiao looked at Qiu Xiangyang who was peeling vegetables, and seeing that he did not notice his, he extended his hand out and typed a line of words on the keyboard.

”Don't say that. Scram.”

After spending more than half an hour online, when Ye Qiao was preparing to turn off his computer to train his calligraphy skills, he suddenly saw an account wearing a lady's vest replying all the messages about being scolded, with one sentence being taken, and another was scolded. A lot of people who were online had replied back, but their fighting strength was not as strong as the lady's vest.

Lin Zhi is not something you fools can scold.

Seeing this scene, the first thought that came to Ye Qiao's mind was that this person's fighting skills were much better than Qiu Xiangyang's, and next, Ye Qiao felt that this person must know Lin Zhi, if not he would not be so righteous when cursing.

But who could this person be?

At this moment, Yuan Dinng Entertainment Company.

After assaulting the water armies who had insulted Lin Zhi, when Xiang Pinng browsed back through the threads, he discovered an account that was the same as him. There were many times that he would leave messages to counter attack the water armies, speaking up for Lin Zhi. Xiang Pinng could not help but click on the man's profile picture that was called ”Mr. Qiu”. The information showed that he was from Ye City and was in the movie industry, so there was no other news. Xiang Pinng thought for a while, then without further ado, he left a message for Mr. Qiu, thanking him for speaking up for Lin Zhi.

”Ding dong ~ ~”

Just as he was about to close the message box, a message box popped out on the web page. Opening it to check the contents, he found that it was a message from the lady who helped Lin Zhi scold a large group of people.

Thank you.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. Ye Qiao went offline, got up and went to the living room to throw a few fish food into the fish bowl, then went back to the courtyard to write his brush.