Realizing that they were acting like bootlickers instead of anti-fans, their faces turned a little ugly.
This woman was a demoness!
It was the kind that specialized in confusing people.
Luo Qiao sat down on the sofa and swept her gaze across the group. She said slowly, " "Sit."
The few of them stood still.
Luo Qiao didn't mind. She pulled out a document from her bag and said, " "I'm doing this for you."
But before she could finish, one of the anti-fans of the five people interrupted her coldly, " "Miss Luo, you should take this thing back. We don't care for it!"
Luo Qiao paused in her actions and glanced at her. She raised an eyebrow and asked with interest, " "Oh? You haven't even seen what it is and you're saying you don't want it?"
Another person added in a rather peculiar tone, " miss Luo, I think you'd better not waste your efforts. We can't become your fans. If you really want to win, you have to rely on your personal charm to convince us. Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you don't have any personal charm.
This was the first time that Luo Qiao had encountered such an eccentric troll in real life. “……”
A few seconds later, she chuckled, took out the document and placed it on the table. However, none of the five of them looked at it. Luo Qiao looked at them and curled her lips, " "What do you guys hate about me?"
"Do you need a reason to hate someone?"
"Yingluo." She pointed at the documents on the table and asked the others, " "You really don't want to see what this is?"
The anti-fans mercilessly sent her two words: "Hehe."
Luo Qiao,"hehe."
The netizens on the bullet screen laughed like crazy.
[ this is the first time I've seen a famous person face off with anti-fans. These anti-fans are really tough. They didn't give any face at all. ]
[ hahahaha, you're ambitious! ]
[ this is exactly what I want! Ignore her! [ as expected of you guys! ]
[ handsome! ] [ that's all Luo Qiao can do. There's nothing she can do as long as you don't accept anything from her. ]
[ she's definitely going to call him dad! ] [ slap her in the face! ]
For the rest of the time, no matter how much Luo Qiao tried to get them to talk, they ignored her. The conversation could not continue and Luo Qiao was naturally at her wit's end.
Seeing that Luo Qiao had no other choice, the anti-fans took back their phones and curled up on the sofa, casually scrolling through Weibo, waiting for the last bit of time to pass.
They interacted with the netizens who encouraged them and also went to look for news about the celebrities they really liked.
Luo Qiao crossed her long legs and propped her head on her hand as she looked at them.
Her other hand was holding the phone and turning it gently. Her red lips were curved, and no one knew what she was thinking.
After a while, her phone vibrated. Luo Qiao opened her WeChat and saw a voice message from Ming Siran.
She wanted to type, but her finger accidentally touched it. A lazy male God's voice came out of the phone.
"When are you coming back?"
The man's voice was undisciplined and sexy. When it entered her ears through the phone, it easily tugged at her heartstrings.
Whether it was the people in the villa or the netizens on the bullet screen, they all fell silent at this moment.
What's with this voice of a male God that could make one's ears pregnant?
The new fans were still in a daze, but the old fans were already so excited that they typed the words 'Papa Ming' on the public screen.
Luo Qiao replied with an 'immediately' and put away her phone. She stood up to get the document, " "You guys really don't want to watch it?"
No one paid her any attention.
"That's good," Luo Qiao lowered her eyes and smiled.