However, Ji Xinyao had already prepared countermeasures. After Ji Jingxue's fans finished the first round, and when they thought they were going to win with the speed of killing the square, she immediately asked Song Zilian on the side to release what she had prepared yesterday.
A collection of Du Qiaosheng’s trumpets. There is also a long picture of the logical derivation of all the evidence chains. The owner of these accounts is Du Qiaosheng, a big fan with more than 100,000 leg hairs.
For a moment, all of Ji Jingxue’s rival fans went crazy.
Du Qiaosheng's trumpet clearly stated how he took advantage of his job to hurt his rival's fans. Some people even revealed that he had also tampered with the daily lives of artists staying in Bailu Village.
[This is not a crazy fan at all, this is simply a terrorist!]
[Oh my God, I saw Ji Xinyao’s fans still saying good job under his account. Is this really what a human would say? 】
【These are simply a bunch of lunatics, they really want to figure it all out!】
When Ji Jingxue's anti-gangster station saw Shi Chui, his eyes darkened, and he immediately added all of Du Qiaosheng's accounts to the anti-gangster station.
But this can no longer change the impression of passers-by.
After receiving a call from a former victim, the police immediately rushed to Bailuzhuang and arrested Du Qiaosheng for intentional injury, infringement of other people's reputation rights, privacy rights and other crimes.
#吉京雪fans被arrayed# quickly became the third most popular search topic, and the top two hot searches were #ShiXianyongcouple# and #九心瑶#.
The conversation between Ji Xinyao and Shi Xianyong entered the second half, and the three of them talked more about their daily routine.
Although Shi Xianyong has criticized Shi Yin a lot before, he can still feel that his criticism stems from his love and expectations for his children. When talking about Shi Yin's works, he can always hit the nail on the head.
"Speaking of which, we haven't seen our child for a long time. We miss him so much." Shi Xianyong said, shaking Tong Qingyi's hand.
These words were something he would never say in front of Shi Yin.
"We, the couple, have something we want you to bring to Shi Yin, can you?" Tong Qingyi said and took out a CD.
In today's society, few people use optical discs as a storage method.
"This is Ishigakure's first award-winning work, and it is also the starting point of his directing career. I saw that your program was competing with immersive theater this week. He is also a director after all, and we certainly don't want him to lose. I hope.
You can help bring this CD to him, so that he can not forget his original intention and produce better works."
Tong Qingyi said so sincerely that Ji Xinyao was naturally embarrassed to refuse.
"I know, I will bring this to Shi Yin."
"Thank you, Xiaoji."
The entire live broadcast ended at five o'clock in the afternoon. Afterwards, the three of them had dinner at Bailuzhuang, and Shi Xianyong and his wife left first.
The doctor examined Ji Xinyao again and asked her to take medicine.
After finishing her own affairs, Ji Xinyao went to Song Zilian's room in an electric wheelchair to look for him, and happened to meet a young nurse giving him medicine.
"Mr. Song, you have a really good figure. Your abdominal muscles are just like those in the comics, they are so distinct."
The little nurse stared at Song Zilian's abdominal muscles with burning eyes. Song Zilian was as nervous as a little sheep, fidgeting. He nodded with a smile on his face.
"..."
"Take off your pants, I'm going to give you medicine on your legs."
Ji Xinyao knocked on the door and entered the house. Song Zilian suddenly showed an expression as if he had been granted amnesty.
"Let me do it." Ji Xinyao approached the two of them.
"Ms. Ji, you are both a patient, so this is not good." The little nurse looked at her with worried eyes.
"It doesn't matter, I can still do things like applying medicine."
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
The little nurse handed the Cromus ointment to Ji Xinyao's hand and slowly left the room.
Song Zilian breathed a sigh of relief when the door was closed.
"She just kept saying some teasing things about me. It's so strange. Fortunately you are here."
"She just complimented you, not teased you. Other boys will be very happy when they hear someone complimenting their figure."
"Is that so?" Song Zilian showed a questioning expression, "Then why does a man with a good figure wear clothes? Wouldn't there be many people praising him if he doesn't wear clothes?"
Ji Xinyao followed his thoughts and thought about it. In her mind, there seemed to be a muscular man covered in oil, doing the bodybuilder's signature move towards her, showing his silver teeth.
She frowned and shook her head vigorously, trying to get the image out of her mind.
"That's too greasy."
Using a cotton swab, she rolled a circle of tacrolimus ointment on it. Ji Xinyao tapped Song Zilian's pants with her eyes, gesturing for him to take them off.
Although Song Zilian was a little shy this time, he lost his previous awkwardness and exposed his two smooth legs.
Ji Xinyao lowered her head and carefully applied the medicine on him.
"What's going on? There's more new rash on your legs than on your upper body?"
"Is it because he was soaked in sewage?" Song Zilian repeated the answer given to him by the doctor.
Ji Xinyao remembered that she had fallen into the water before and it was Song Zilian who picked her up.
"You should get better with timely treatment. As long as you maintain it well in the early stage, the condition will slow down. Okay, lie down on the bed and I'll paint your back."
"But is it convenient for you to do this?"
Ji Jingxue tried to hold the wheelchair with both hands and stand up. She could barely stand upright for two or three seconds, but her legs immediately started to hurt.
"It's a bit difficult." She thought for a while, "How about you carry me to the bed first, and you don't want to let the nurse sister give you medicine."
Song Zilian nodded, smiled at her, and carried her from the wheelchair to the bed.
Ji Xinyao dragged her legs and moved, adjusting herself to a comfortable position. Then she took the medicine and cotton swabs and looked at Song Zilian who was lying down obediently.
"Xinyao, can I push you for a walk outside in a while? The sun has already set."
"Okay, I think the scenery in this villa is pretty good. It would be a real loss if you don't go out for a walk."
Ji Xinyao somewhat enjoys the leisurely days now. When she was on the Island of Love, she wished she could break one minute into ten minutes, for fear that if she missed a second, she would not be able to grasp the overall situation and her previous efforts would be in vain.
She was actually a little worried, because it seemed that after Song Lucun vaguely guessed that the original owner was the one who had helped her, the number of suspicions had not increased. Did he trust the original owner that much?
After spitting out the medicine, Ji Xinyao patted Song Zilian on the shoulder.
"After applying the medicine, wait ten minutes for the medicine to be absorbed by the skin before putting on clothes, otherwise it will rub on the clothes and the application will be in vain."
Song Zilian turned over and just reached Ji Xinyao's side, supporting his head with one hand.
"Would you like to lie down too?"
Ji Xinyao looked at him like a reclining Buddha, but her eyes were wet, like an inexperienced deer.
"What's your posture?" Ji Xinyao found it a bit funny.
"Seducing you!" Song Zilian affirmed.
Ji Xinyao lowered her head and smiled, leaned down and kissed his lips gently.
Song Zilian reached out to hug her and buried his head in the crook of her neck. He hugged her tightly, which made Ji Xinyao feel a little uncomfortable, but she still followed his wishes.
She could feel his teeth grinding gently on her neck, bringing with it a moist and hot breath.
But she couldn't see that Song Zilian's gaze became more intense. In front of his gaze, there was also a virtual screen with strange numbers beating.