Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 181 Live Streaming Confrontation

The marketing accounts tagged by Sang Ning were almost in tears. Sang Ning’s curses were more vicious with every post; he nearly started doubting that Sang Ning’s true identity wasn’t that of a female celebrity, but of a professional troll.

Making dirty money isn’t easy. If he had known Hai Chuan Group was backing Sang Ning, even for a billion, he wouldn’t have dared to smear her.

Luckily, his apology was sincere, and he deleted the video quickly enough; otherwise, he’d be spending the rest of his life paired with a sewing machine.

After being mercilessly roasted by Sang Ning, not only did the marketer dare not talk back, he even replied obsequiously under her scolding Weibo posts:

[Sister Ning, you’re absolutely right. I’ll shake my brain juice into alignment right away.]

[Sister Ning, being born as a human this lifetime has been such a regret. When I meet King of Hell, I’ll beg him to let me fall into Beast Path next life to fulfill your wish.]

[Sister Ning, I really don’t mean to have a filthy mouth. It’s just digestion problems, hope you can cut me some slack. (feeling aggrieved)]

The hashtag #SangNingTearingMarketingAccounts quickly surged into the top ten trending topics, as hordes of bystanders rushed over to spectate.

Just earlier, this group of nosy spectators had gotten a firsthand taste of the power of capital muzzling.

The video of Sang Ning allegedly hitting her fans, posted by the marketing accounts, was initially spreading wildly across the internet. But somehow, all of those videos mysteriously disappeared.

Even the abusive comments targeting Sang Ning were all erased; anyone who tried posting the words "Sang, you Bitch" on Weibo instantly triggered a violation message.

Due to the muzzling incident, public perceptions of Sang Ning sank into the negative infinity range.

Now, under the protection of capital, Sang Ning still dared to curse people with such impunity, while the people she cursed were cowed by her backing and forced to swallow their humiliation and suck up to her.

This stirred up the defiant spirit of the bystanders in no time.

What’s so special about capital? Does capital have the right to trample over an ordinary citizen’s dignity?

Tonight, they were determined not to give capital the chance to silence them. Capital might be able to muzzle one or two voices, but could they muzzle everybody?

United they stood, vowing to seek justice for the marketing accounts Sang Ning had berated.

Thus, the nosy spectators flooded into Sang Ning’s Weibo and started to hurl insults back at her.

Not satisfied with attacking Sang Ning, they also tagged the marketing accounts:

[Don’t be afraid. We’re your solid backing. We’ll give you the courage not to be a simp!]

The sudden reversal left the marketing accounts utterly dazed. Once they realized the netizens were rallying to support them, they made no attempt to clarify or explain, instead replying with an ambiguous "poor me" emoji, which only incited the netizens further.

Seeing the desired effect achieved, the marketing accounts flawlessly vanished from the scene, withdrawing from the verbal battlefield.

Haha, isn’t Hai Chuan so impressive, threatening to send him to jail?

This time, he’d like to see — with so many netizens targeting Sang Ning — whether Hai Chuan’s legal department was truly so awesome that it could lock up everyone.

**

Li Juezhou caught sight of Sang Ning engaged in a remote Weibo brawl with the netizens, and he was not feeling well at all.

He always thought Sang Ning was a composed individual. Never did he imagine she had such a crazy side...

Li Juezhou picked up his tablet to spectate, but didn’t forget to grab his phone and dial the legal department head.

"When did your efficiency drop this low? Why hasn’t the clarification video been posted yet?"

Li Juezhou’s voice carried natural authority and intimidation. The manager on the other end of the call, though distant, could unmistakably feel his boss’s displeasure, nervously responding:

"Mr. Li, apologies, the person claimed their account was restricted and couldn’t post the video immediately. Please bear with us; I’ll send someone to resolve it now."

"My patience is limited—ten minutes. You’ve got just ten minutes to fix this." Li Juezhou casually tossed out the ultimatum and hung up the call.

Initially, he didn’t plan to interfere much on the hate comments against Sang Ning — the more you suppress, the harder they’d retaliate.

That was his prior thought, but now it had changed.

The unprovoked malice was overwhelming, especially for Sang Ning. Her identity as a celebrity destined her to face torrents of abuse.

He didn’t know the extent of Sang Ning’s resilience; since he had seen this, he wouldn’t sit idly by. He would not let cyberbullying destroy Sang Ning.

But as he swiped through the tablet and saw Sang Ning’s latest Weibo post, his eyelid couldn’t help but twitch.

Clearly, he had underestimated Sang Ning’s tolerance for pressure.

淡淡的忧桑[Typing out insults feels lame. Anyone daring enough, come to my Douyin livestream—I’ll bicker with you till dawn! My Douyin and Weibo usernames are identical. Livestream starts in one minute. If you chicken out, eat at the kids’ table from now on!]

Li Juezhou: "..."

He suddenly felt a bit concerned about Sang Ning’s mental state.

Li Juezhou had never used Douyin before, but to keep tabs on the drama, he exited Weibo and downloaded Douyin immediately.

After registering an account, he searched "淡淡的忧桑" and the top result showed the account as currently live.

Li Juezhou clicked in without hesitation. The livestream had already started, and Sang Ning’s face suddenly filled the screen.

She was wearing a pink bunny pajama dress — utterly incompatible with her usual image. Her smooth short hair was tucked behind her ear, revealing a delicate and fair face.

At the moment, she was tilting her head at the camera, continuously tapping her fingers, presumably adjusting the livestream angle.

Her gorgeous fox-like eyes showed a hint of curiosity; her fluttering lashes added an air of innocent sweetness.

Li Juezhou’s breath hitched, his thin lips almost pressing into a line.

Sang Ning always had this knack for effortlessly tugging at his heartstrings.

No matter what she was like, she was always someone he adored.

Not just Li Juezhou — even those netizens who had just joined the livestream, ready to hurl insults at Sang Ning, found themselves momentarily disarmed by her magnified beauty on screen and felt compelled to curse themselves first.

Morals swayed by aesthetics — in this roasting match against Sang Ning, they had already lost momentum.

Before any netizen could send messages, Sang Ning—having set up her camera—put on her headphones and fired the first shot: freēnovelkiss.com

"Didn’t someone say earlier they wanted to connect with my livestream for some verbal sparring? Where are they? Auntie’s been waiting for you—did you strap yourself to a rocket and fly to space so you couldn’t find your way to my channel?"

"And those people calling me pretentious, sorry to disappoint, sis *is* a big deal. What about you haters pretending — pretending to be pigs? With that kind of intelligence, I’d say pigs pretending to be humans is more accurate."

The netizens never thought Sang Ning would be this relentless, spitting insults without even pausing for breath. Someone quickly posted a comment: [Sang Ning really has no class!]

Then countless others followed in rapid-fire scrolling: [+1][+1][+1]

Sang Ning glanced at the comments and snorted coldly, "Yep, you got it. I’m not just classless — my mental state’s terrible too. So don’t mess with me, or I’ll equally *chuang* y’all to death one by one!"

Her fans were also watching the livestream, deeply worried about their idol’s mental state, leaving frantic messages:

[Sister Ning, please—your fans are begging you—can you tone down a bit and pick up a shred of your celebrity’s public image?]

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