Chapter 817: Chapter 817: Internet Celebrity Ace (1)
Buzz Buzz Buzz…
The phone wouldn’t stop vibrating.
It was the vibration that woke Chuzheng.
She crawled out of the ssy bed, reached for the vibrating phone, glanced at the screen—unknown number?
Chuzheng hung up and turned off the phone.
The room was dimly lit, with the curtains drawn shut, and the air was sowhat stuffy.
She casually surveyed the room—ssy.
This was Chuzheng’s first reaction.
The room wasn’t small; besides the bed, there was so space to the side, partitioned off for an easel and a light table.
Papers were scattered on the floor, so crumpled into balls tossed in every corner, others carelessly spread out on the ground.
A computer lay broken on the floor.
Chuzheng got out of bed, felt dizzy for a mont, grasped sothing nearby to steady herself, and after regaining her equilibrium, she went to draw the curtains open.
Sunlight imdiately stread in at an angle.
Not knowing how long this body had been without light, Chuzheng thought she was almost going blind.
She quickly turned around and walked to a slightly darker spot to adjust to the brightness.
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The original host’s family na was Ai.
After graduating from university, the original host had no formal job.
She used to take so commissions, paint so pictures, with the fees sufficient to support her life.
To save on rent, she shared her living space with another.
The roommate, Shen Hanqiu, seed like a nice person at first—generous and didn’t bring random people into the dorm, just a bit untidy.
However, she had soone clean weekly, so this small blemish didn’t matter much.
Initially, the two of them got along fairly well.
Shen Hanqiu, too, had just graduated and was working as a clerical worker in a company, a nine-to-five job that was neither good nor bad.
But Shen Hanqiu had another occupation.
A professional hate follower.
Wherever there was soone to hate, she’d beco their hater.
Professionally digging up dirt, writing sponsored content, slandering—a one-stop service.
She couldn’t reach the circle of celebrities, so she mainly hung around the influencers’ scene.
Of course, the original host had no idea about this, just assuming Shen Hanqiu liked surfing the internet more than usual.
But these days, who didn’t enjoy going online?
Shen Hanqiu didn’t pay much attention to the original host, her roommate; after all, she was just a roommate.
But then…
Shen Hanqiu got into trouble.
She had targeted an internet celebrity.
Unexpectedly, this internet celebrity had connections.
Shen Hanqiu ended up being the one exposed.
The things she had done were posted online.
A professional hater, targeting anyone and everyone, a track record of vile acts, framing, and spreading rumors, etc.
Shen Hanqiu knew the risks of her trade and was always careful.
This ti, she truly offended soone with a background.
At first, Shen Hanqiu tried to resist.
But as more and more was dug up,
Shen Hanqiu panicked.
If she got exposed, not to ntion the internet celebrity’s backers, even their fans would put her in a dire situation.
At that mont, Shen Hanqiu thought of the original host.
The internet, after all.
Who knows who’s behind the screen?
Shen Hanqiu hesitated as well; she had seen too much online violence… However, having witnessed it was precisely why Shen Hanqiu, fearful of experiencing it herself, thought of this plan.
Shen Hanqiu was cautious from the start, buying accounts, registering them under different nas.
The bound mobile number wasn’t registered under her ID either; it was an unverified card.
She just needed to ntion a few things outsiders didn’t know, add the original host’s information, and the post was ready. The rest would be handled by the vast number of netizens.
So Shen Hanqiu was very successful in framing and slandering.
Shen Hanqiu positioned herself as the whistleblower, claiming to be the roommate of this “hater.”
She happened to co across so information late at night and saw just the right thing, which prompted her to expose it.
After setting Chuzheng up, Shen Hanqiu simply waited for things to fernt.
The original owner didn’t care much about these things, and the websites she usually visited were rather obscure.
That’s why the original owner found the barrage of abusive calls from strangers utterly bewildering.
But as the texts kept coming in larger numbers and the phone wouldn’t stop ringing, the original owner, piecing things together from the abuse and the calls, eventually found the information online.
The original owner had no idea about any of these things.
She registered an account to explain, but these people did nothing but curse at her and disclose her information, paying no attention to what she said.
All of the original owner’s information was exposed, and she beca a person with no privacy.
A person who never did what she was accused of.
Pilloried by countless people.
No one listened to her explanations.
Whatever she said was futile.
Anyone would be driven to a breakdown by such anger.
Mud was thrown at the original owner; soone even photoshopped a picture of her obituary.
Cyberbullying began to bare its fangs at her.
The original owner tried to report it to the police.
However, there were too many cyberbullies; blocking one batch of accounts just led to new ones popping up quickly.
And so crazed fans, seeking revenge for their idol’s past grievances, ca to her doorstep.
The original owner was terrified and didn’t dare stay there any longer, so she moved.
Although these events subsided after a while, for the original owner, they cast a lifelong shadow.
The original owner discovered Shen Hanqiu’s involvent while organizing a photograph.
There was food on the table and Shen Hanqiu’s phone was placed there; the original owner couldn’t rember why Shen Hanqiu wasn’t around, but she captured the phone’s screen.
An account was logged in there.
She couldn’t believe that everything she was experiencing was because of Shen Hanqiu.
When the original owner confronted Shen Hanqiu, Shen Hanqiu admitted it straightforwardly.
She even told her to go ahead and try to prove it, to see who would believe her.
The original owner threatened to sue her.
But Shen Hanqiu argued that a single photo was not sufficient evidence, questioning who could verify whose phone it was. The account from back then had already been blocked, the registration information had nothing to do with her, and the login location was their dorm, proving what exactly?
Shen Hanqiu absolved herself completely.
The original owner could never have imagined that Shen Hanqiu would be the one to ruin her.
After several encounters with Shen Hanqiu, the original owner always ended in failure.
The original owner’s situation only got worse, as the double tornt of body and spirit soon broke her down.
Until her death, the original owner never saw Shen Hanqiu pay the price.
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Chuzheng tapped her chest, drumming her fingertips on her collarbone.
She stood tip-toed, turned the chair in a circle, facing the sunlight outside.
The glaring sunlight made her squint slightly.
The tiline now was after Shen Hanqiu had set up the original owner, who was receiving harassnt from the vast online community…
No wonder the original owner’s room was in such a ghastly state.
Shen Hanqiu was probably rejoicing in the success of her plan by now.
This is—
You cry like a dog in your room.
She giggles like a pig in hers.
Alas.
Pitiful.
Chuzheng, the boss, maintained this posture and pondered life for a mont.
She picked up the computer sluggishly, tried it out, and found it was broken, unable to boot up at all.
Chuzheng took out the SIM card from her phone, then powered it on, connected to WIFI, and logged onto the internet.
The new account the original owner had registered to clarify things was filled with abusive junk ssages, causing her phone to black out twice.
As Chuzheng waited for it to restart, she thought indifferently: Netizens really have too much idle ti; it seems they don’t have enough howork, not enough work.
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