After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God

Chapter 434: Si Fuqing: Kneel down [4 more]

Chapter 434 Si Fuqing: Kneel down [4 more]

#Si Fuqing, cold blood#

#Top stream in the entertainment industry, frontline rescuers#

Such an entry soon appeared on the hot search.

Another marketing account began to compare the salaries of stars and these rescue team members.

This completely exploded the pot.

【It's really disappointing, hey, I should know, she's not Suiyan, she's just a star, she wants to make money. 】

[Si Fuqing is indeed a man of money every day, quite snobbish, and sees people's hearts in the face of disasters. 】

【Suiyan gave me too many filters, in the future I will only be fans of characters and not real people. 】

The mousses just felt inexplicable, and they didn't even know how these two black hot searches came about.

【Are you sick? She's not a high-profile person, does she have to say it when she donates? 】

【How do you know she is not on the front line? If she were here, you keyboard warriors who insulted her, kneel down and kowtow to apologize to her today! 】

【I forgot that when the Nanzhou sea tornado broke out, who rescued all the fishermen and the staff of the show team? Fish have better memory than you! 】

【A passerby said, apart from awarding awards and announcements, I have never seen Si Fuqing's clothes add up to more than 100 yuan. Do you think she values money? I really don't believe it. 】

Online is a scuffle.

And an hour later, neither Si Fuqing's Weibo account nor his studio had any news.

There are other star teams who are keenly aware of the abnormality.

Sang Yanqing is an ace manager, and it is impossible for him to make mistakes in such an important matter.

One million is not much for them. After all, they earn tens of millions for a TV series, and they will also earn income from endorsements.

Si Fuqing is the top class, he must earn more, will he be short of one million?

Even if you don’t want to donate, you have to show off and do it well, and you can’t fall for the truth.

A few star teams who were jealous of Si Fu's resources and didn't think of it as a matter of course, they could only push the boat with the flow, let the navy end, and add more fire.

A powerful top class like Si Fuqing, the higher she stands, the more people staring at her.

This is a great opportunity to pull her into the water.

Sifu has collapsed, and the resources are theirs.

As everyone knows, Si Fuqing's studio was in a mess at this time.

Because Si Fuqing was missing, Sang Yanqing couldn't get through to her.

"Sister Sang, have you been in touch?" The agent assistant opened his mouth, "Mr. Si sent a message the day before yesterday that she was on the plane and will pass through the mountain city, so she won't be really trapped, will she? Or rescue on the front line. ?"

Sang Yanqing's expression changed: "It's very possible!"

"Sister Sang, let's donate first." The agent assistant checked the online comments, "Public opinion has a very bad influence on Teacher Si."

"You have to have money to donate." Sang Yanqing sighed, "The studio received the final payment for "The Birth of a Staff" a while ago, and it has been handed over to the charitable foundation, and we can't afford a penny in our pockets now. When you come out, you can’t cheat donations, the impact will be even worse.”

Being ridiculed and abused by netizens is the second most important thing. She is worried about Si Fuqing's safety.

It’s okay if there is just no signal and can’t be contacted, in case in the process of rescue…

Sang Yanqing didn't dare to think about it.

She turned around in a hurry: "Mr. Yu can't be contacted either, it won't really happen, right?"

"Sister Sang, let's release the proof of the charity foundation first." The agent assistant frowned, "Otherwise, these people may be scolding even worse."

"Those are all black fans and keyboard warriors, who would be a normal person to hold on to such a thing?" Sang Yanqing sneered, "At that time, when we release the picture of the charity foundation, it will be said to be a show again. "

She slapped the table, "Sue me directly, find out who's behind, I can't get in touch, we have to be her solid backing."

At noon, Si Fuqing finally subsided his fever.

This is good news for everyone.

The residents who were rescued by Si Fuqing also relaxed and cried with joy, waiting for her to wake up completely before going to offer condolences.

Si Fuqing's black hot search is going down, and normal people do remember that Si Fuqing was desperate to save people in the sea tornado. They wouldn't insult her because she didn't have the donation information. Instead, they would go to the studio to ask Si Fuqing with concern. Did something happen.

The mousses stick to the base camp and never give up.

But the online public opinion war is not over yet.

Because there are still some people jumping up and down, lest there will be chaos.

There are keyboard warriors, rival fans, black fans, and sailors, all mixed together.

【Si Fuqing is not going to pretend to be dead to the end, right? Why didn't you even participate in the OPL? The game is going to start this weekend, why don't you come out for a walk? 】

【Really lose your favor, Song Wenhua donated one million yuan, Si Fuqing Jiutian Award nomination did not donate a penny, the road turned dark. 】

[Although it is said that donating is love, not donating is duty, and cannot be kidnapped by morality, but you can’t justify if you don’t donate. 】

【What's the use of acting well? Character doesn't work. 】

The public reaction was great.

The mousses were not lighthearted.

Until a tweet caught everyone's attention.

[@What should I eat today: I am a native of Shancheng, Qingqing is not only on the front line, she is still on the scene, she saved us, she alone saved hundreds of us, she is Suiyan herself, if not for her, I'm still stuck in the subway!

She has been in a coma for two days. The fever has just subsided. We are still waiting for her to wake up. Please pray with me. 】

This ID mousse is all familiar.

Because this blogger posted a help post on Chaohua two days ago, the mousses all helped to top the post.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? There is no exact news, I have been distressed looking at the text. 】

【Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu 】

【I was also saved, you don't know, at that moment, she was my god. 】

There were also several mousses who also posted on Weibo, saying that they were all rescued by Sifu.

This is just a show in the eyes of black fans and keyboard warriors.

[Blow, then blow, Si Fuqing fans really worked hard to set up a goddess for her, and even made up this kind of lie. 】

【I really laughed, I didn’t make a draft when I lied, do you know where the front line is? Si Fu dumped? Do not make jokes. 】

[Don’t donate, it’s okay, you still set up people here, vomit, it’s black. 】

【If she is really on the front line, I will kneel down to apologize to her and call her grandpa. The question is is she there? 】

Lin Jihuan was also shocked to realize that Si Fuqing had gone to the front line to rescue him when he saw the news in Chaohua. Yi'an didn't know about this for years.

Her hands were shaking and shaking, and after seven persistent calls, she finally got through.

was picked up by a man, she was stunned for a moment: "Hello? I'm Lin Jihuan, may I ask Qingqing her..."

"Hello." Yu Xiheng glanced at Si Fuqing, "She's still sleeping, when she wakes up, I'll let her call you back, okay?"

"Still sleeping?" Lin Jihuan's heart suddenly raised, "Is she okay? Can I see her?"

Yu Xiheng said, "Wait a moment."

Soon, she received several pictures on her phone.

The girl was lying on the bed with bandages all over her body.

"Can I post it online?" Lin Jihuan felt so angry when he thought of the abuse on the Internet, "You may not know when the signal has just recovered. Many keyboard warriors on the Internet are cursing and not donating."

Yu Xiheng suppressed the ruthlessness in the bottom of her eyes, but her voice was calm: "Okay, I'll trouble you, and there are some materials, please send them out together."

"No trouble, no trouble." Lin Jihuan said hurriedly, "This is what I should do."

For some reason, she always felt an inexplicable pressure when talking to the other party. Even if the other party had slowed down her tone, she still felt like she was facing a holy face.

Lin Jihuan tapped her head, wondering if she had learned to hallucinate. She hasn't watched costume dramas recently, it's so strange.

She quickly edited the pictures and video materials she got, and clicked to post on Weibo.

[@Huanhuan who loves sweet and sour pork ribs: You say she makes money in the entertainment industry, but she gets the lowest salary for filming dramas and variety shows, and she even reduces her salary in order to be able to make good dramas! You said that she earned so much money that she didn't even donate one million, but she and RM have long established a charity fund! You say that she ignores life and only knows that she enjoys happiness and establishes a character, but she is on the front line to rescue, she has saved many people, and now she is the one whose life and death are uncertain! She was also lying on the bed!

Open your eyes and see clearly, she has saved many people, and she still hasn't woken up yet, will you go and save them? can you? No, you will just hide behind the network, pick up the keyboard and point fingers!

She has become a public figure. It's wrong to be low-key, and it's wrong to be high-profile. How old is she this year? Not even twenty years old, why do you ask her to bear what she should not bear? You keyboard warriors have no right and no right to accuse her! 】

A few pictures are posted below.

There is a picture of Si Fuqing lying on the bed, and she and RM set up a charity foundation with repeated donations.

There are also surveillance cameras, where she followed the rescue team to passengers who were trapped in commercial buildings and subways despite torrential rain and earthquakes that came at any time.

In the torrential rain, the girl's back was still upright, as if the majestic mountains were inviolable.

There is also a picture of her handing over her hope of life in order to save others, and she is buried in the ground.

She is not a god, but she has done things that no **** can do.

She is not high-profile and never publicizes, she only uses actions to tell everyone.

The body of a mortal can overwhelm the gods.

These pictures, not to mention mousses, even ordinary netizens felt an unprecedented shock.

【Tears and tears! 】

【My God, so many bandages, how badly she was injured, I really feel so bad. 】

【I really cried, the tears kept falling down, she is also a child, how...how can she be so sensible? 】

【Yes, you are not worthy of talking about her! Is it the original sin that she is a star? No, it's just that the keyboard warrior wants to find a vent on the Internet. If she were an athlete or a researcher today, the keyboard warrior would still be so vicious! 】

At this moment, Si Fuqing's opponent fans couldn't say anything.

They are just opposites to Si Fuqing, not brainless fans and keyboard warriors who can't tell right from wrong.

Such heroes are worthy of their admiration.

These opposing fans did not abuse like keyboard warriors and black fans, but just asked Si Fuqing why he didn't donate money.

After the facts were unraveled, they all went to Si Fuqing's Weibo account to apologize and repent.

But the evidence is in front, still black fans and keyboard warriors perseveringly dance, still accusing Si Fuqing of deliberately showing off.

They don't hesitate to put on makeup to look like this in order to make a show. They will only use this low-level fan abuse method to solidify fans. They won't believe it.

Sang Yanqing couldn't care about what the black fans and keyboard warriors said, just recorded these IDs and handed them all over to Star Court Law Firm.

She also called Si Fuqing immediately.

It was Si Fuqing who answered the phone this time. Her voice was still a little hoarse, and her tone was as lazy as ever: "Hey, Sister Sang, do you miss me?"

"You scared me to death!" Sang Yanqing was still in shock, "Why did you rush to the front line? Don't say hello, okay, okay, I won't tell you, I'll make sure you're all right. ,take a good rest."

"Oh, it's alright, you're fine." Si Fuqing smiled lazily, "I'll report on Weibo that I'm safe."

Sang Yanqing: "Hey, you—"

Her words were not finished.

"Ding."

Chaohua's celebrity feed shows that Si Fuqing is online.

Sang Yanqing also received a Weibo prompt of special concern.

She clicked it open.

【@Si FuqingV: Kneeling, I look at it//@I don’t like Si Fuqing: If she is really on the front line, I will kneel down and apologize to her…]

This is nothing.

Three seconds later, Qianjunmeng officially reposted this Weibo.

[@QianjunmengV: Don’t forget to call Grandpa//@Si FuqingV: Kneeling, I look at it//@I don’t like Si Fuqing: She has to be really on the front line…]

Promise that your five shifts will do what you say, the fourth shift will be done first, and there will be another shift in the afternoon=3=