Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
Three days later, the results of the 5sing event came out.
Xia Ling’s “drunken eyes of a thousand mountains” won the first place in this cover singing event.
The faint female voice carried a distant artistic conception, bringing out the distant atmosphere of the martial arts world. Most importantly, her falsetto was simply one of the best in the world.
The male voice lifted the heavy as if it was light, while the female voice was distant. Whether it was tuning or harmony, it sounded very professional. If it was taken out, it could be directly released on a record.
Night hired a public relations team, and a wave of money was thrown down. Xia Ling was set up as a green tea in the circle, a whore.
Using a man to get ahead, she had all kinds of ambiguous relationships in the studio, and now she was being scolded until she did not dare to speak.
Evidence Wasn’t that simple?
Seeing that Xia Ling did not seem to have a team, night directly found someone to fake Xia Ling’s Wechat, using Xia Ling’s profile picture on 5sing’s main page.
Night faked the conversation, and it was a screenshot of Xia Ling asking her what cover song she used to participate in the event.
This screenshot was clumsy. It was posted on Wechat, and the profile picture was not Xia Ling’s.
However, bullying Xia Ling did not have a background, so her voice was not as loud as hers.
Night’s wanton publicity led to the public’s opinion, and the matter caused a storm. The passersby were skeptical, and many fans of Xia Ling’s voice turned black… …
*
In a province in China.
A woman biting a betel nut crossed her legs and sat in a luxurious villa.
She was wearing leopard-print clothes, and most of her chest was exposed. There were a few handsome young men around her, and they let her lean into one of their arms while they waited on her.
As she swiped her phone, night looked at [ Xi Rou ] and did not even dare to Fart. She was very proud.
What he cheng, what God, could it be that she was dying Or was it that she was extremely ugly, so she wasn’t willing to date her in real life? ! !
In the circle of CV, because she was rich, good-looking, had a good voice, and had many fans, there was no CV tycoon that she couldn’t sleep with other than he cheng.
As she turned off her phone, night seduced a young hunk beside her and raised her face to kiss him.
*
In a villa in London.
Xia Ling was in London, so it didn’t affect her to follow the Internet cable and follow night’s Ip to hack her computer and phone.
Her slender fingers flipped quickly.
Typing on the keyboard, Xia Ling entered code after code.
A moment later, night’s background, family status, all appeared on the screen in front of her.
On the other side, night’s phone, photos of night, and social media accounts also appeared in front of Xia Ling.
Looking at the message in front of her, Xia Ling curled her lips, her eyes slightly cold.
*
The next day, night woke up from her sleep.
She took her phone and wanted to surf the Internet to Admire Xi Rou’s sorry state.
Her phone inexplicably turned black.
“Come, lend me your phone. ” Night hooked her finger at the young hunk.
The young hunk said obediently, “okay. ”
Holding the young hunk’s phone, night wanted to go on Weibo.
However, she couldn’t go on Weibo for no reason… …
The more she looked at the situation, the more she felt that something was wrong. Night threw her phone away and went to the study to open her desktop computer.
*
When she went online, night not only discovered that her Weibo account had been hacked, but that there were all kinds of messages posted on it.
Moreover, her mobile phone had also been hacked.
Since she entered the circle, every time she met a man in real life, she would secretly take photos and leave them like medals.
But now, these photos, along with more than a thousand photos on her computer, had all been exposed.
On Weibo, her account had even published a statement.
Night V: I’m sorry, I’m not a person. I bribed the public relations team. I deliberately slandered others out of jealousy. These are all my fault. The evidence is as follows:
Illustration 1, Illustration 2.
Night was so angry that she dropped her computer on the spot. How could she say such a thing!
