The Actress Queen’s Rebirth: She’s a Bigshot Loved by All Her Uncles! Chapter 416: Bias

Chapter 416: Bias

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Translator: Henyee Translations   Editor: Henyee Translations

After that post was sent, there was quick feedback. Some people knew about Lu Zhen’s acting skills and believed in the Panda Ninja’s appraisal ability. They said that they would search for relevant clips to watch.

However, there were also some people who did not usually watch domestic dramas and were even more prejudiced against popular actresses like Lu

Zhen.

Those biased fans mocked, “Panda Ninja, what’s wrong with you recently? You don’t watch so many imported dramas and original outstanding movies, but you keep paying attention to a domestic female celebrity? If you’re bribed or threatened, just say it. I won’t pay attention to you anymore. I’m really disappointed.”

“That’s right. You actually watched such an eye-catching trash variety show. This variety show’s first season’s rating is less than 4 points. I won’t watch such a useless variety show in my life. It’s a plete waste of my life!”

Faced with the ridicule of some fans, Panda Ninja did not know how to explain it. He could not blame these people because he had maintained this view in the past. At that time, when he watched movies and television dramas, he always had the subconscious thought that the moon in a foreign country was rounder and brighter.

Of course, the domestic film and television production environment had never been very good. The production standards of the authors’ teams were not as good as some countries with developed cultural industries. There were even many lousy films.

However, after watching The Great Wall of War, Panda Ninja saw that there were still many creative teams in the country who seriously produced valuable works. They were trying their best to show the audience the best works within their capabilities.

The Great Wall of War might not be perfect, but it was sincere enough. This made Panda Ninja see hope for the future of the domestic cultural industry. From then on, he corrected his prejudice and began to look at domestic movies and dramas objectively. When he mented, he no longer used a superior tone.

After posting the post, the Panda Ninja looked at the mocking ments and sighed.

It seemed that he could only wait for the actors and dramas in the country to have a stronger influence before he could pletely reverse the prejudice in some people’s hearts.

Panda Ninja, who was sitting in front of the puter screen, no longer had the disdain he had for variety shows. He even sat very upright, as if he usually went to the cinema to watch a movie.

On the screen, the camera swept across the prosperous future city shrouded in neon lights, the huge screen that was broadcasting exciting advertisements, and the elite group of people who were dressed in high-end fabrics and going to work. In the end, the light suddenly dimmed, and dilapidated streets, cement pavements filled with sewage, and numb pedestrians appeared on the screen.

The story took place in front of a convenience store.

The coin-operated emotional munication robot, Little Trash, met Heshan, a young painter who had just moved to the old city. Heshan, who had a solitary personality, was used to ing to the convenience store to shop.

After a simple conversation with the robot, Little Trash, she learned about the robot’s emotional munication mode and the number one on her coin-operated list, Mr. Sen.

The robot “Little Trash” had beautiful facial features, but half of her face was broken to the point that old circuit boards and wires were exposed. This made her look pletely patible with the dilapidated and backward atmosphere of the old city.

In the first half of the story, Mr. Sen did not appear much. When the man appeared, he always gave off a strong sense of disfort. His perpetually dirty and oily clothes, hair that seemed to have not been washed for days, and unclean lenses made the man look even more withdrawn than Heshan.

Heshan had never spoken to Mr. Sen, and sometimes stopped when she saw

Mr. Sen standing in front of the robot, Little Trash, checking the coinage list.

After Mr. Sen left, Heshan walked up the stairs and stood in front of the robot “Little Trash”. She listened to the robot “Little Trash” greet her in an unoriginal manner. “Hello, I’m a coin-operated emotional munication robot, Little Trash. I have a charming voice and super high EQ…”

Listening to the robot’s enthusiastic words, Heshan would gently reach out her hand to fan herself, as if she wanted to chase away some unfortable smell. Yes, Hershan didn’t like Mr. Sen, nor did she like the unclean smell left behind in the place where Mr. Sen had stopped.

On this day, it was raining. Heshan looked at Little Trash, who was standing at the entrance of the supermarket with the music rickshaw. She slowly walked up the steps with an umbrella and moved the umbrella to the top of

Little Trash’s head..