Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby - Chapter 731

Chapter 731: Becoming A Meme

Translator: Yunyi

Song Jingwan gritted her teeth and hung up the phone angrily.

She logged on to Weibo. She didn’t even need to look. She knew that her performance today wouldn’t be good.

She didn’t expect that this program really didn’t have a script. Moreover, the mission card was hidden so well that she couldn’t find it even after walking around the mountains for so long.

Her face slap was as hard as her expectations for the show.

The knowledge that she had learned since she was a child was useless in this reality show.

After all, it wasn’t like she could dance and the mission card would show up in front of her, and it wasn’t like she could sing and the flag would appear.

Neither of those were possible.

Little Adventure was high on the top search list.

Song Jingwan heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that she had made the right choice. She had only just started filming, and the popularity was already very high.

But very quickly, her expression grew gloomy.

#LittleAdventure #Goddess #LittleTang “Hahahaha, I was casually passing by the search rankings and what did I see? A large-scale chaotic scene! I used to wonder what there was to see in a live reality show like this? It’s long and boring, and random people keep joining! But now! Sisters, look what treasure I found!”

There were nine memes. The first eight were all Song Yaoyao, and the last one was Tang Xinrou.

It had nothing to do with her!

Her face darkened as she continued to scroll down, but the more she looked, the angrier she got.

The memes about Song Yaoyao were overflowing!

[I have a cat, how about you]

[Riding on my beloved little trike]

[You and I are fated]

[You and I are not fated unless you spend money]

[Don’t come over, I’m scared!]

[Brilliance of a top student]

[The disdainful gaze of top-ranked student]

…

There were many, many more memes. Song Jingwan didn’t know why she was torturing herself when she hated Song Yaoyao so much.

Every photo of her was made into a meme and widely circulated.

Furthermore, they weren’t ugly…

How infuriating!

Infuriating! Infuriating!

The sea breeze outside the window howled like ghosts and wolves.

Song Jingwan couldn’t even catch her breath. Her eyes were red as she called her manager.

“What’s going on with Song Yaoyao? Suppress her!!”

“That might not be possible…” Qin Han was also very helpless. “Her popularity is too high, it’s already out of our control.”

Not only Weibo, but WeChat, Tieba, and QQ were all circulating Song Yaoyao’s memes along with her quotes.

In such a short period of time, a short video of her personal highlights had even been created, and all irrelevant people had been cut from it while the climax was repeated. Qin Han suspected that this was done by a professional editor.

“Is someone backing her up?”

Song Jingwan narrowed her eyes and gripped her phone tightly.

“I also suspected that… but the facts have proven that there isn’t…” Qin Han shrugged.

Some people were born with good lives; just a casual appearance could attract countless attention.

They were destined to be popular!

“Tsk, what do you mean there isn’t?” Song Jingwan was sure that Song Yaoyao had paid a commercial account to promote her. She ordered coldly, “No matter how much money you spend, get someone to take her down from the trending searches.”

Qin Han was speechless. “Jingwan, I really can’t do that. Moreover, even if you use all the money in your account to take down the trending search, it probably won’t be enough. Regardless, even if she becomes popular, it will only be for a short while. You don’t have to waste your time on her.”

He tried his best to persuade her, “You just need to focus on filming the drama. The script of The Doted Concubine is very good. If there are no accidents, it will definitely be a big hit. Your name is contracted to Little Adventure. She was just a small accident. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Just perform well. Netizens are the most forgetful.. If they don’t hear from her for a while, she will be forgotten very quickly.”