It was impossible for him to deduct 1. He would never deduct 1 in this lifetime.
After Zhang Xiaotong anxiously posted her comment, she kept refreshing the comment section with a serious look on her face.
However, after a long time, no one was deducting a 1 along with her. Instead, some of the fans were deducting something else.
She could not help but grit her teeth as she looked at the comments about Liu Zilang. She tried to find a reason to comfort herself.
'There must be too many comments about that guy. I've lost all the praises.'
'Hmph!
'That must be it!'
Just as Zhang Xiaotong was consoling herself, she inadvertently followed the rhythm of Weibo and clicked on Liu Zilang's Weibo. Naturally, she saw the attack comments that had been pinned at the top of Weibo.
She scrolled through the comments for a while. When she saw that all the comments were ridiculing Liu Zilang, she suddenly became extremely angry.
Naturally, the innocent Zhang Xiaotong did not know that many of Liu Zilang's fans were playing a different role in the comments, adding fuel to the fire to the fire.
She refreshed the comments and soon found out that the latest attack had become focused on Liu Zilang's appearance.
Many of the latest comments were saying that he did not even dare to post a picture on Weibo. They said that he must be a damn fat guy, and an extremely ugly one at that.
Moreover, there were many pictures left in the comments. Most of them were ugly and photoshopped pictures that were once popular on the internet. For example, "Forget Love".
It was the kind that made people feel ugly to the depths of their soul with just one look. It was difficult to tell the real from the fake.
It must be said that the fans in Liu Zilang's live streaming room were the reason why the attack rhythm could be brought up.
They usually watched Liu Zilang's live streaming and called himself "Jianghai's Most Handsome".
But when it came to the head of the pervert, they really couldn't refute him. The "envy, jealousy, and hatred" in their hearts accumulated over time like the lava under a volcano, bubbling and bubbling.
But tonight, they finally found an outlet to vent, so naturally, they erupted!
Actually, Liu Zilang had participated in many offline tournaments.
Other than the mask he used to wear, his recent photos could be found by searching the internet. Naturally, it was easy to tell whether he was real or fake.
However, the ladies who came to Liu Zilang's Weibo to "bombard" his Weibo for the sake of their idols could not wait for him to be flamed. They were also at an age where they lacked the ability to distinguish between good and bad.
When they saw the photos provided by the "enthusiastic masses", they naturally used them immediately and added fuel to the fire. Their hearts immediately felt very happy, as if their love for their idol had increased by a few percent.
However, there were always two sides to everything in this world. Some people were happy, while others were unhappy.
At that moment, Zhang Xiaotong was very uncomfortable.
Looking at the comments and black photos on Weibo, she was so angry that her little canine teeth were grinding loudly. She looked like she was going to grab someone and bite them at any time.
These people were too despicable!
No!
He had to clarify things!
Thinking of this, she rolled twice on the bed and quickly put on her slippers by the bedside.
She took out her phone and opened the door to her room. She wanted to inform Liu Zilang.
Unexpectedly, she had only taken a few steps when she heard movement in the bathroom.
Zhang Xiaotong was stunned.
The next moment, the door was pushed open with a squeak, and a dense mist gradually seeped out.
Liu Zilang was wearing a pair of baggy shorts, holding a can of coke that he had taken from the fridge before he showered. He only had a white bath towel draped over his shoulders as he walked out of the bathroom with his shirt exposed.
It must be said that although Liu Zilang did not deliberately train and did not have exaggerated muscles, as the face of the "male model group" Se7en, his lines were very obvious.
At that moment, coupled with his slightly damp and curly hair, he looked a little sexy at first glance.
Zhang Xiaotong let out an "ah" as her little face blushed. Suddenly, she turned around abruptly.
Liu Zilang, who had taken a sip of his drink, glanced at her in confusion. "What ah? It's not like I haven't seen it before. Besides, I helped you wash it when you were young …"
"Go to hell!
Don't say it! "Zhang Xiaotong was like an angry Xiao Naofu, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
Liu Zilang knew that his little girl had grown up, so naturally, he kept his mouth shut.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, Zhang Xiaotong suddenly turned around. She closed her eyes at first, then gradually squinted her eyes as she took out her phone and pointed it at Liu Zilang. "Kacha"!
Liu Zilang was instantly stunned on the spot. He could not help but be startled. 'Why did this little girl take a picture of me?'
After Zhang Xiaotong finished taking a picture, she glared at him. Without saying a word, she turned around and walked into the room, closing the door behind her.
Liu Zilang was a little dazed from Zhang Xiaotong's slap. He could not help but scratch his butt as he raised his hand to take another sip of his drink to calm himself down.
In the room, Zhang Xiaotong jumped onto the bed as soon as she entered the room. She quickly took out her phone and opened Weibo before logging out of her account once again.
Immediately after that, she could be seen frowning slightly as she pondered for a while. Then, she suddenly relaxed as her slender fingers randomly tapped on the screen.
Very quickly, a new account was logged into her phone, and the account's name was impressively "Vic123"!
That's right, this was Liu Zilang's Weibo account.
Liu Zilang's Weibo was created by Wang Qianqian to support her "Douyu's Number One Big Brother" plan. At that time, Zhang Xiaotong was right beside him. Wang Qianqian even specifically told her the account's password so that she could take care of it when she was free.
Naturally, Zhang Xiaotong could not be bothered with this matter. However, since it suddenly came in handy, she thought hard for a while and remembered the account's password.
'Hmph, I'll take it as helping him take care of it.'
Zhang Xiaotong mumbled in her heart. Her little brain spun as she quickly typed, "Tonight's competition was very enjoyable. My teammates were amazing too. Thank you for everyone's support."
After that, she uploaded the picture that she had just taken.
Then, after a slight hesitation, she gritted her teeth and decisively clicked "Send".
Weibo's update speed was quite fast. Almost as soon as Zhang Xiaotong clicked "Send", the girls who were bombarding Liu Zilang with a new Weibo post.
They thought that it was a life or an apology or something. Everyone's morale was greatly boosted!
After all, if Liu Zilang 'hid his head like a tortoise' and did not say anything, then their attacks would be like hitting thin air. Naturally, they would feel a little frustrated.
Just as they refreshed Weibo and were about to launch another round of bombardment.
When they saw the picture in front of them, almost everyone subconsciously ignored the words on it.
"That's Vic?"
"Is there a mistake?
This should be a picture of some celebrity. "
"Could it be a stolen picture?
But it doesn't look like it to me. "
"I just looked it up on the internet. I think it's really Vic himself!"
"Emmmm, I didn't expect Vic to look so nice and polite."
"Mmm, I feel like such a clean guy wouldn't be so uncultured."
"Could it be that we've made a mistake somewhere?"
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This time, the girls on Weibo had already started to correct themselves before the fans in the comments section had even started to get into a rhythm.
Instantly, Liu Zilang's fans started to cry as they thought that this was too f * cking realistic!