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The number of viewers in Wen Dalian's live broadcast room was 10+. Jiang Ning's barrage was unremarkable. It was quickly submerged in countless other barrages and was not noticeable.

However, this is not necessarily the case with the works she sends out.

Jiang Ning posted her work one second, and the next second there were likes, comments and other new news.

"Ahhhh, Jiang Jiang, it's Jiang Jiang!"

"Hahahaha, I came in as soon as the system reminded me!"

"Jiang Jiang's activities these days are much more active than before. I'm happy."

These netizens who were the first to comment basically commented directly without reading the dynamic content.

After waiting for a series of likes and comments, they closed the comment area with satisfaction and took a closer look at the content of Jiang Ning's works.

An Ran, some netizens first saw the content of Jiang Ning’s updated works, and then were shocked:
"Wen Dalian??!!"

"I'm not blind, hahahaha, now it's Wen Dalian's turn, retribution!"

"I just came out of Wen Dalian's live broadcast room angrily, and the next second I saw this posted by Jiang Jiang. I felt relieved, so relieved! Ahhh, Jiang Jiang, I really didn't misjudge you!"

"@京市 Public Security@Wenzhou Police@Douyin Assistant@Internet Supervision Department@National Food Safety Administration@National Taxation Bureau, hurry up, hurry up, get to work!"

"Don't patronize Ait and the others. At this time, it's Aitwen Dalian and his family members who are eating carcinogens and excrement~~"

Everyone covered their mouths and snickered. They had just resigned from Wen Dalian's live broadcast room in frustration. With the courage given by Jiang Ning, they fought back aggressively.

[Wen Dalian, is it okay to feed your family members carcinogens and excrete feces? ]
[My family likes Wen Dalian so much, so they must have bought the Wen family mustard that he produces and sells. Hahaha, no, it’s too funny. ]
[Well, well, I come from the mountains. I have only eaten home-made mustard, never bought ones. I just want to ask, what does Wen's pickle taste like? ]
[Wen Dalian, is tax evasion okay? ]
[Family, is Wen’s pickled mustard delicious? ]
[Oh my god, more than 10 million yuan in tax evasion, this is more money than my whole family will ever make in their lifetime]
[......]
If there were only one or two barrages, it might not attract anyone’s attention, but with all these weird barrages popping up at the same time, it’s hard not to pay attention.

[What are you people talking about? ]
[Fans of Jiang Ning, are you sick? If you can't win the argument, will you start to take the yin and yang route? ]
[Our Brother Dalian’s homemade pickled mustard sold tens of millions of orders last year! There are various flavors, which are perfect whether it is a snack or a meal. It can be eaten by adults, children and the elderly. It is so powerful! You are so jealous! ]
The fans who defended Wen Dalian in the live broadcast room immediately responded angrily, thinking that Jiang Ning's fans were deliberately looking for trouble.

But Wen Dalian in front of the screen changed his expression after seeing these barrage.

He was sitting leisurely on the chair, but he immediately stood up from his seat in a panic. Wen Dalian moved closer to the screen and nervously looked at the barrage on the screen, making sure that he had not seen it.

The other staff and assistants who were originally looking relaxed looked at Wen Dalian at a loss, wondering what was wrong with him.

There is something obviously wrong with Wen Dalian's state. If a person with eyesight can't see anything strange, he will be blind.

[Hahahaha, look, he is starting to panic. ]
[Wen Dalian, our Jiang Jiang said, it’s your turn, you can just sit back and wait for the police to come! ]
[You sell rotten pickles that no one wants to give away for twenty-five per pack. Wen Dalian, just wait for death! ]
Wen Dalian couldn't believe that he actually saw these words.

He subconsciously felt guilty because he knew exactly how hygienic the production workshop was.

However, he hid it so well and the production and packaging were not in the same place. How could he be discovered? !

Wen Dalian didn't believe it and couldn't believe it.

He looked at the dazzling barrages on the screen with a sullen face: "What nonsense are you talking about, administrator, fork them out immediately. If you publish these false news again, I will accuse you of defamation one by one!"

He looked serious and spoke righteously: "I have broadcast the situation in the production workshop to everyone many times before. Many fans have made raids before and suddenly came to my place and asked me to take them to see the mustard production workshop. I also took them to see it calmly, and broadcast the live broadcast more than once..."

[Yes, I know this. Several times, fans conducted raids. Dalian happened to be live broadcasting at the time and took everyone to see the production workshop without saying a word. It was clean, dust-free and hygienic. Support Dalian! ]
[You bastards, get out of here! ]
Fans immediately stood up to defend Wen Dalian.

[Haha, silly. ]
[You really can’t shed tears until you see the coffin. Remember how confident you are now. Next time you appear in front of the camera, don’t pretend to cry and beg everyone for forgiveness. ]
[Stone hammer conveyor belt: Jiang Ning’s latest work on Douyin. ]
A few seconds later, those netizens who had just supported Wen Dalian:

[Wen Gou B, I’m going to fuck your aunt! ]
[vomiting.jpg, vomiting.jpg, vomiting.jpg, Wen Zizha, I will take the whole family to the hospital for a physical check-up now. If you feel any discomfort, you will go to jail! ]
[......]
Netizens' attitudes changed drastically, and the screen was full of abuse.

Wen Dalian was a little at a loss. At this moment, the assistant raised the phone tremblingly in front of him.

After seeing the content on the screen clearly, Wen Dalian looked pale.

It's over, everything is over... (End of this chapter)