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Chapter 62 [

Chapter 62 [two more]

    Seeing Mo Mo's sluggish expression shocked by the content of Weibo, Li Qian's mouth crept into a faint smile.

    Then he asked solemnly: "What's wrong? I didn't hack you."

    "Okay, let's count... you're not hacked." Mo Mo gave him a tangled look and returned the phone.

    After a while, he said, "Finish this Weibo."

    Mo Mo always felt pain on the first day of her aunt's visit, but she didn't expect to come to Kuai Chuan World, and this problem was also brought over.

    She had no choice but to draw a cushion from the side and stuff it into her abdomen to relieve the pain a little.

    Celebrities generally like to live in the suburbs, so does Mo Mo's apartment, which is far from the company.

    The road is a bit congested at the moment, and it is estimated that it will take nearly an hour to get home.

    Mo Mo had to take out his mobile phone and swipe Weibo to distract his attention, only to feel a stomachache.

    The official Weibo account of "My Boy" has posted a promotional image, revealing the identities of the four judges.

    Mo Mo has always had a lot of fans, and her popularity is also relatively good. Except for a very few black fans with bad morals, there are not many people who openly attacked her.

    But this time he was officially announced to be a judge of "My Boy", but he was looked down upon by many passers-by.

    As for the comments under the official blog of "My Boy", four out of ten were wondering how Mo Mo became a judge.

    Mo Mo felt understood at first, but the more he turned, the more strange it became.

    There are more and more comments to hack her, and some of them don't look like passers-by's comments, but like organized and premeditated splashing of dirty water.

    Sure enough, before she got home, Sister Yu's phone called: "Don't worry about being hacked, it's the other party who is doing it, I'll help you settle it."

    "The other party?" Mo Mo frowned Mei thought for a while, "Yu Ruofei?"

    Hearing Yu Ruofei's name, Li Qian turned his head subconsciously.

    It happened to meet Mo Mo's line of sight.

    That's right, from Ruofei's point of view, the "My Boy" judges are indeed Mo Mo's hustle, and it is not incomprehensible that they came out to do a wave of black public relations.

    Mo Mo felt uncomfortable just seeing Li Qian's concerned look.

    She looked away irritably, and asked Sister Yu, "Is it the only her family who is hacking?"

    "It's only her, but..." Sister Yu sighed, "I didn't expect her to value this opportunity so much, this time you're the worst. It's all gone."

    Mo Mo didn't want to hear these messy intrigues, but felt that his stomach was hurting even more now: "How long will our public relations be done? Don't let me end the game in person."

    "No way. No." Sister Yu said quickly, "You have a good rest at home today, and I promise you will be calm tomorrow." After

    hanging up, Mo Mo leaned on his seat and closed his eyes, not wanting to say a word.