"The number you dialed is unavailable. Please try again later..."
I want to smash my phone.
But when he thought about how he still needed to find people in this desolate wilderness, he stopped.
This is the first time in history that Fan Xuhui has not come as he wished.
In the past, when things didn't go my way, I wouldn't care about anything else.
'Beep beep beep~~'
Luo Ling had just put down her phone when it lit up again.
It was still that unfamiliar number.
It beeped twice, then I clicked "X".
Then drag it into the blacklist.
He's practically living in seclusion now, so there shouldn't be anyone looking for him.
Those who want to contact him probably won't call him.
She lowered her eyes to hide the sadness within.
The white-furred mouse lying to one side stuck out its tongue.
Its trashy host is at it again, putting on a dramatic act.
Tsk tsk tsk...
Luo Ling gave the white-furred mouse a hard pat, then saw the editor's avatar flash in the lower right corner.
I nervously clicked on it.
Jiang Liu: Zero Degree, you don't need to worry about the website. Just focus on writing. The tech team will fix this bug.
Luo Ling breathed a huge sigh of relief.
If it really hangs up for a week, that would be absolutely terrible.
only...
Jiang Liu: Strange strangers might come up to you in a little while, so... be careful.
"?"
Luo Miao pouted in confusion.
Strange stranger...!
"Tong'er, have I really been doxxed?"
So, some angry readers or passersby went to my door and threw paint on me?
The white-furred mouse flicked its tail. 'No, it's just that you've turned red.'
Before Luo Ling could even catch her breath, it started talking again.
'Unfortunately, it's black and red.'
Luo Ling: "..."
Okay, as long as the address and other things aren't exposed, it's acceptable... my foot! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
He let out a long sigh and replied to his editor.
Zero Degrees: Thank you, editor. I understand. I'll be careful.Jiang Liu, on the other end of the computer, was somewhat conflicted.That's not what he actually meant.
but...
It seems to mean the same thing again.
The group's junior boss is a real headache.
Oh well, let them live according to their own fate.
After closing the chat window and preparing herself mentally, Luo Ling opened Weibo.
Previously, I posted some short side stories on Weibo.
Now...
When the page redirects, I subconsciously hold my breath.
Then.
"!!!"
The number of fans has grown from two or three thousand to more than fifty thousand.
Wow!
He really is famous! Isn't he?
Move the mouse.
The first Weibo post has been forwarded over 10,000 times, commented over 20,000 times, and received nearly 30,000 likes.
Looking at the rather alarming data, he suddenly lost the courage to click on it.
In any case, it was met with a barrage of criticism.
Ah, life is truly difficult.
So, let's take a look.
Let's give it a jolt.
The arrow moved over, and the finger tapped it lightly.
Eek~
Luo Ling opened his eyes slightly.
This is not quite what he expected.
Beauty Valley: Your writing is so exciting, it gets my blood pumping!
Little White Rabbit: This is such a favorite story, I must support it!
Tang Monk's Flesh: When I first saw it trending, my initial reaction was, "What the heck?" After reading the article, I took a deep breath, feeling smug. "So delicious!"
After these few normal comments, the painting style became unusually peculiar.
One, two, three: The main plot is clear, the ideas are well-defined, the characters are perfectly portrayed, the story is interesting, and it's a good read.
A jumbled mess: The main plot is clear, and the thought process is logical...
Luo Ling flipped through several pages, all of them different accounts, scrolling through the same content.
If this isn't a paid troll post, then he's definitely a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur)!
'Knock knock knock'
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Luo Miao froze abruptly.
Could it be...?
He quickly grabbed his phone and dialed the police officer's number without hesitation.