binnovel Chapter 630: The Seven Deadly Sins of the Cyber Age (7) 33nd update～
Chapter 630: The Seven Deadly Sins of the Cyber Age (7) 33nd update～
The next day.
As soon as Song Yuesheng woke up, she learned from the Sparrow Spirit that the video that slandered her online was also taken down as soon as it was released, just like the live slicing.
Faced with the inquiry, she went ahead with her plan as usual.
The disappearance of the video on the Internet alone does not solve the problem of her "plagiarizing" designer Liz.
For the next two days, apart from asking Song Chenguang for medicine to stop the bleeding, she ignored everything else.
When netizens saw this phenomenon, they couldn't help but start studying the metaphysics that has been passed down from primitive times to the present day, and some even started live broadcasts talking about fate.
The example given is Song Yuesheng.
However, IDs related to "薄荷是擦绿" are easily blocked, and various nicknames have emerged, with the most common one being "she".
Space opens: I was wondering why there are so many mysterious things, it turns out they are all destined.
The singing bird doesn't fly because it gets too hot: Master, please help me check, my birthday is the sixth day of July.
Opposing roster: I just came from another master’s live broadcast room. The master said that she has a rare evil fate that only appears once in a century. Whoever gets close to her will be unlucky.
Door Cooling: Yes, yes, isn’t Weiguang a ready-made example? Just commenting on it, the account was blocked. It has not been unblocked yet.
Yellow Mercury Oxide: Do you know where she went? Rumor has it that she has been captured and put in the surveillance tower!
That part is just right: Really?
Simulated stock trading: Isn’t it a great pleasure!
……
Looking at the real-time comments from netizens, Song Le smiled proudly in front of the screen.
Seeing the person suddenly laughing, Liz, who was sitting next to her drawing, raised her head and asked in confusion: "Miss Song, I am very puzzled about one thing. You seem to care too much about that person who looks a bit like you."
Song Le raised his eyes, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then he sneered: "Song Yuesheng used my identity to deceive people, how could I tolerate it? Who dares to say that her live broadcast that night did not have the credit of looking similar to me!"
Her voice was sharp and harsh, and every word seemed to be stung, as if she was venting her long-accumulated dissatisfaction with Song Yuesheng.
It seemed that the appearance of Song Yuesheng was a bad apple that ruined her originally peaceful and beautiful life.
Liz asked again: "Is it true that she was captured by the Crystal Control Tower?"
"of course."
Song Le exited her account from the live broadcast room. The corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a smug smile: "I was a little surprised when I heard Yin Heng say that."
"Alas, what a pity that I didn't get to see Song Yuesheng's miserable state with my own eyes."
There was a look of regret in her eyes, as if it was a great pity to miss the chance to see Song Yuesheng in such miserable condition.
Song Le walked towards Liz when he said this, and his hand gently rested on her shoulder.
It seems intimate, but in fact it carries a condescending attitude.
"Don't worry, the design idea I provided you is unique. No matter how hard we try to find the responsibility, we can't find it on you."
suddenly.
Song Le glanced at the half past eight on the electronic clock, and a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes. She picked up the bag next to her and said to her, "Just put your heart at ease and concentrate on drawing the design. Your good days are still ahead."
Coming out of the Ritz-Carlton design studio, Song Le got in the car and said to Uncle Chen, "Let's go to the entertainment city."
"Yes, ma'am."
Uncle Chen responded respectfully and started the car.
Arriving at the entrance of the entertainment city, Song Lechao got out of the car and ran happily towards the two women standing at the door.
She apologized slightly: "Sister Yin, Sister Qing, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. I recently fell in love with a designer and accidentally chatted with her for a long time."
Song Qing said: "No, we just arrived too."
Yin Heng looked Song Le up and down, held her hand and shook his head: "Xiao Le, this outfit of yours doesn't suit you. Luckily I prepared it in advance. Come in with me and change into another outfit later."
"what?"
Song Qing said, "Little sister, your clothes are too plain and don't suit the atmosphere tonight. Look at what Yin Heng and I are wearing."
"Okay." Song Le replied with some embarrassment, "Thank you for letting Sister Yin spend the money."
Yin Heng waved his hand nonchalantly.
It can cure my brother's illness, so spending some money on clothes is not a big expense.
She had been looking for people to block him for so many days, and finally found out tonight that her brother had not left the entertainment city.
This golden opportunity cannot be missed.
I don’t know where he went after leaving the entertainment city a few days ago.
Song Qing could only explain what happened to her later.
More than ten minutes later, Song Qing went to the lounge to wait, while Yin Heng brought Song Le, who had changed into a skirt, to the top floor to invite Ye Yuheng to come down.
There was clearly nothing wrong with Song Le.
Her brother must have said that because Song Le didn't dress up properly.
Ugh.
It's her fault.
No matter how sick you are, you are still a man.
This is not.
When Song Le dressed up, she looked like a real beauty.
"Miss, the master is discussing business with someone inside and has told us not to disturb anyone."
Faced with the staff's obstruction, Yin Heng didn't believe it at all.
"Don't try to fool me. If you don't get out of the way, you will bear the consequences."
"Miss, please don't embarrass us."
inside the door.
Chu Yao stopped spinning the sandalwood beads, stood up from his chair, glanced at Ye Yuheng and said, "Since you have something urgent to do, let's continue the conversation another day."
…………
Looking at the real-time comments from netizens, Song Le smiled proudly in front of the screen.
Seeing the person suddenly laughing, Liz, who was sitting next to her drawing, raised her head and asked in confusion: "Miss Song, I am very puzzled about one thing. You seem to care too much about that person who looks a bit like you."
Song Le raised his eyes, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then he sneered: "Song Yuesheng used my identity to deceive people, how could I tolerate it? Who dares to say that her live broadcast that night did not have the credit of looking similar to me!"
Her voice was sharp and harsh, and every word seemed to be stung, as if she was venting her long-accumulated dissatisfaction with Song Yuesheng.
It seemed that the appearance of Song Yuesheng was a bad apple that ruined her originally peaceful and beautiful life.
Liz asked again: "Is it true that she was captured by the Crystal Control Tower?"
"of course."
Song Le exited her account from the live broadcast room. The corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a smug smile: "I was a little surprised when I heard Yin Heng say that."
"Alas, what a pity that I didn't get to see Song Yuesheng's miserable state with my own eyes."
There was a look of regret in her eyes, as if it was a great pity to miss the chance to see Song Yuesheng in such miserable condition.
Song Le walked towards Liz when he said this, and his hand gently rested on her shoulder.
It seems intimate, but in fact it carries a condescending attitude.
"Don't worry, the design idea I provided you is unique. No matter how hard we try to find the responsibility, we can't find it on you."
suddenly.
Song Le glanced at the half past eight on the electronic clock, and a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes. She picked up the bag next to her and said to her, "Just put your heart at ease and concentrate on drawing the design. Your good days are still ahead."
Coming out of the Ritz-Carlton design studio, Song Le got in the car and said to Uncle Chen, "Let's go to the entertainment city."
"Yes, ma'am."
Uncle Chen responded respectfully and started the car.
Arriving at the entrance of the entertainment city, Song Lechao got out of the car and ran happily towards the two women standing at the door.
She apologized slightly: "Sister Yin, Sister Qing, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. I recently fell in love with a designer and accidentally chatted with her for a long time."
Song Qing said: "No, we just arrived too."
Yin Heng looked Song Le up and down, held her hand and shook his head: "Xiao Le, this outfit of yours doesn't suit you. Luckily I prepared it in advance. Come in with me and change into another outfit later."
"what?"
Song Qing said, "Little sister, your clothes are too plain and don't suit the atmosphere tonight. Look at what Yin Heng and I are wearing."
"Okay." Song Le replied with some embarrassment, "Thank you for letting Sister Yin spend the money."
Yin Heng waved his hand nonchalantly.
It can cure my brother's illness, so spending some money on clothes is not a big expense.
She had been looking for people to block him for so many days, and finally found out tonight that her brother had not left the entertainment city.
This golden opportunity cannot be missed.
I don’t know where he went after leaving the entertainment city a few days ago.
Song Qing could only explain what happened to her later.
More than ten minutes later, Song Qing went to the lounge to wait, while Yin Heng brought Song Le, who had changed into a skirt, to the top floor to invite Ye Yuheng to come down.
There was clearly nothing wrong with Song Le.
Her brother must have said that because Song Le didn't dress up properly.
Ugh.
It's her fault.
No matter how sick you are, you are still a man.
This is not.
When Song Le dressed up, she looked like a real beauty.
"Miss, the master is discussing business with someone inside and has told us not to disturb anyone."
Faced with the staff's obstruction, Yin Heng didn't believe it at all.
"Don't try to fool me. If you don't get out of the way, you will bear the consequences."
"Miss, please don't embarrass us."