novelraw Chapter 939: Si Fuqing: Kneel (2)
Chapter 939: Si Fuqing: Kneel (2)
Chapter 939: Si Fuqing: Kneel (2)
The Mousses remained steadfast at their base, never giving up.
Only a small group of people were stirring trouble, eager to cause chaos.
Among them were keyboard warriors, rival fans, haters, and paid trolls, all mixed together.
[Is Si Fuqing planning to play dead indefinitely? Are you not even going to participate in OPL? The competition starts this weekend, and you still haven’t shown up?]
[This really hurts her reputation. Song Wenhua donated a million, but Si Fuqing, despite her Nine Realms Award nomination, hasn’t donated a single cent. I’ve lost all respect for her.]
[Though donating is a personal choice, not donating is perfectly acceptable. We can’t force morality on others, but it’s still unreasonable not to donate anything.]
The public outcry was significant.
The Mousses were furious.
Then, a single tweet drew everyone’s attention.
[@WhatToEatToday: I’m from the mountain city. Not only is Qingqing on the front lines, but she’s also at the site itself. She saved us. She saved hundreds of us alone. She is truly Sui Yan herself. If it weren’t for her, I’d still be trapped in the subway!
She has been unconscious for two days and just now broke her fever. We’re still waiting for her to wake up. Please, join me in praying for her.]
This ID was very familiar to Si Fuqing’s fans.
“Hello,” Yu Xiheng glanced at Si Fuqing, “She’s still sleeping. When she wakes up, I’ll have her call you back, okay?”
“Still sleeping?” Lin Jihuan’s heart tightened, “Is she alright? Can I see her?”
Yu Xiheng replied, “Please hold on.”
Soon, Lin Jihuan received several pictures on her phone.
The girl was lying in bed, bandages wrapped around her body.
“Can I post these online?” Lin Jihuan, thinking of the online vitriol, felt her heart ache, “You might not know, but many keyboard warriors are accusing Qingqing of not donating.”
Yu Xiheng suppressed his anger, his voice calm, “Yes, you can. Please also post some other information.”
“It’s no trouble at all,” Lin Jihuan quickly said, “This is what I should do.”
For some reason, speaking to him made her feel an inexplicable pressure. Even though he had softened his tone, she felt as if she were standing before an emperor.
Lin Jihuan knocked her head lightly, wondering if her studies were making her hallucinate. She hadn’t watched any historical dramas recently, after all. How odd.
She quickly edited the pictures and information she had received and posted them on Weibo.
[@HappyLoverOfSweetAndSourPork: You claim she makes money in the entertainment industry, but she takes the lowest pay for dramas and variety shows, even lowering her pay to produce good works! You say she hasn’t donated a cent despite making so much money, but she already co-founded a charity fund with RM! You accuse her of ignoring lives and enjoying herself while creating a false image, but she’s on the front lines saving lives. She saved many, and now she’s the one whose life is in danger!
Look closely, she saved many people and hasn’t woken up yet. Would you go save anyone? Would you? No, you’d just hide behind your keyboards and point fingers!]