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Chapter 108 0108: Combat power explodes (flop)

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    "Sister Lan, what you said I think it makes sense." Qian Meiqi nodded, "I'm pretty, rich and have a good figure too."

    "So, just do what you have to do. Just take a look at this thing for fun. If you take it seriously, you will lose." Le Yao smiled.

    "Okay, but I have to register a small account and go tear it up with them. Anyway, I have nothing to do." Qian Meiqi said and hung up the phone.

    Le Yao shook her head and continued to browse Weibo. She found that there were quite a few night owls. In just one night, more than a thousand people participated in the discussion, and there were many familiar IDs. She was quite happy to see it, and then she used  I re-registered a scarf account with my new mobile phone number, and then also participated in the melon-eating discussion in public.

    Han Binglan¡¯s previous account was all about Nangong Jue, and she didn¡¯t want to use it.

    Yan Zimeng¡¯s cute fans are very crazy. They are telling their idols, and some are clamoring for Han Binglan to die, and to divorce Sir Alex immediately. However, there are still many sensible netizens who feel that this matter may not be that simple.

    Netizen [Carly]: I have enough cute fans. If Sir Alex really liked your idol, he would have already expressed his love in a high-profile way, right?  As a result, there has been no movement for so many days. Looking at this photo, why do I smell green tea?

    Netizen [yaya]: It was said before that Sir Alex Ferguson and Han Binglan divorced, but so many days have passed and I haven¡¯t seen the divorce certificate. Could it be that someone directed and acted in it?

    Netizen [Grandma is not a milk]: Just slander without knowing anything. One by one is enough. What the hell are they?  We are said to be licking dogs, but what about you?  Are you quite proud of holding Yan Zimeng¡¯s smelly feet?  Nowadays, people chasing stars don¡¯t have any brains, don¡¯t they?

    The comments of the three people quickly gained support from some people, but the cute fans flocked to them and soon drowned them out, using all kinds of unpleasant words as if they were free of charge.

    But unexpectedly, the fighting power of these three people was off the charts, and they started talking to each other. Their typing speed was extremely fast. As soon as a comment was posted here, their replies came immediately.

    They will criticize whatever the cute fans say.

    We have been fighting like this for half an hour, but we didn¡¯t notice the defeat. Many of the cute fans were so angry that they stopped making any move.

    Le Yao was amazed to see it. Such an awesome netizen must repost and like it.

    But she is using a new account, her name is Lele Yaoyao, and there is no authentication, so no one knows that she is Han Binglan, so it is just because she is just a passerby.

    Le Yao didn¡¯t care. She liked and retweeted the posts that supported her. She was very busy.

    "Baby, are you going to celebrate the New Year in the toilet?" Qiao Qiao couldn't help but ask outside.

    "Come out immediately." Le Yao then realized that she had been in the toilet for an hour. It was already past eleven o'clock. She hurriedly got up and walked out, "I know you are hungry, so cook immediately."

    "No, I want to say, didn't you say yesterday that you were going back to Xishan Villa today?" Qiao Qiao glanced at Le Yao, "Look at what time it is? Are you going back for dinner?"

    Le Yao suddenly slapped her forehead. She had completely forgotten about this matter. Yesterday Han Guo Sheng came to see her specially. Today Cui Li came over. She hurriedly turned around and went into the bathroom to wash up, and then changed into sportswear.  : "Qiao, you can make up your own lunch. I don't have time to cook it for you." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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