The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 16 Her Black Fan Army
After finishing dinner, Aunt Liu came to Fu Xiuyao's room and shouted, "Xiao Gu, dinner is ready."

Aunt Liu called again, but still no one responded.

The door was not closed, so Aunt Liu went in to call Fu Xiuyao. As soon as she entered, she saw Fu Xiuyao sleeping on the table with the textbooks spread out and the pen rolled to the edge of the table.

"Little Gu, it's time to eat." Aunt Liu walked up to Fu Xiuyao and called her.

Fu Xiuyao turned his back to Aunt Liu, his black eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were clear.

When she sat up and looked back at Aunt Liu, she had a lazy smile on her face and narrowed her eyes, as if she had just woken up sleepily.

She stretched her waist and said with a smile: "Aunt Liu, I see, I just fell asleep."

Aunt Liu smiled, "Are you tired from reading? Don't keep looking at the book, it's easy to get sleepy."

Fu Xiuyao stood up and stretched his waist, "It's because the content is so boring, I feel sleepy just looking at it."

"Little Gu, don't you have good grades? You should understand it at a glance." Aunt Liu replied.

Fu Xiuyao shook his head and walked out the door, "I'm not interested in anything related to numbers and symbols."

"How come, Xiao Gu is so powerful, I remember you used to have a vivid memory when you read books."

Aunt Liu followed Fu Xiuyao, glanced at her desk before leaving, and looked away without any trace, without doing anything.

Putting his hands behind his head, Fu Xiuyao lazily sighed, "Oh, these are different."

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After dinner, Fu Xiuyao never touched the study materials on the table, picked up his mobile phone and started entertaining.

She downloaded Weibo, logged into an account that didn't even have an avatar, and searched for her Weibo account "Gu Xi".

She remembered that this account used to have more than 100 million fans, maybe more, but now there are only 40 zombie fans left.

All the Weibo content in it was deleted, and there was not a single post.

Mo Jiu said that the public relations account would be operated tonight, so Fu Xiuyao downloaded Weibo to see what the impact would be.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Gu Xi posted a post on Weibo.

"Looking back at Mu Yunyuan, flying catkins disturb Qingming."

There is also a picture of guzheng below, with a classical and elegant background.

As soon as Fu Xiuyao refreshed, more than 100 comments quickly appeared.

[Xi Xi is back. 】

[I haven't seen you in four years, but my heart will always be there. 】

【Mom is here, is the daughter going to play the piano? 】

[What does this poem mean? 】

……

Fu Xiuyao quickly browsed through more than 100 comments, and there were hundreds more comments after refreshing.

These comments are all good comments, probably due to public relations. The army of black fans has not discovered her, a past star who has disappeared for four years.

Fu Xiuyao yawned lightly and put down his phone, wondering what would happen in an hour.

She went to the closet to take out a change of clothes, not thinking about the arty dynamic.

After taking a shower, Fu Xiuyao wiped his dripping long hair with a towel, and sat on the bed in his cotton pajamas.

After blowing her hair, she lazily picked up her phone, opened Weibo, and wanted to see what the current comments looked like.

The comments in the front row are all the good ones before, but the comments of the comments are full of smoke.

Don't even think about it, they are all scolding her for coming back.

Fu Xiuyao read more than 1000 comments at a glance, and summed up the key words to black her.

They are all talking about the fake things at the beginning.

The aggressive ones greeted Zaun directly, while the eccentric ones praised her for the return of the great writer.

She directly searched for "Gu Xi" on the Internet, and now the content related to her is all marketing accounts talking about her new developments and past scandals, and everyone says the same thing.

Fu Xiuyao scrolled down for a long time before he saw the marketing account that praised her, and the comment section below controlled the comments. This should be the "masterpiece" of the publicists.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, it seems that her main force of black fans is quite strong.

(End of this chapter)