However, she would have to start using Weibo again in order to publicize the film.
As soon as she logged into her account, tons of private messages popped up on Sun Weiwei's screen, all of which consisted of heavy criticism and disparagement from angry netizens. The relentless and malicious comments greatly dampened her spirits.
One would easily become upset if they were to allow the opinions of others to affect themselves.
But of course, those who are thick-skinned would be exceptions.
She exited the Weibo page and gulped down an entire glass of plain water before slamming the empty glass onto the table with a loud thud.
"Knock, knock!"
"Who's there?"
There was no response. Sun Weiwei peeked through the peephole to find that the person outside had covered it.
"Just who are you? I'm not opening if you refuse to speak."
"It's me."
