"I want to be on top."
"Going to sleep..."
"Coming again?"
"I’m tired, let’s sleep."
"Okay..."
"Coming again?!"
...
Swift originally had a schedule that had her catching a flight early in the morning for an event.
But the next day, she couldn’t get up, not because she was lazy, but because she couldn’t stand.
Hansen was too much.
She had been made mindless more than seven tis.
Had it not been for catching a flight overnight last ti, she would have experienced this in advance while in Miami.
She looked at Hansen with resentful eyes.
She was a person very committed to her career and had never missed an event, but now Hansen had interrupted that.
"You rest here, I’ll go get you sothing to eat." After kissing Swift on the forehead, Hansen "escaped" the scene.
It wasn’t really his fault, athletes have a lot of energy.
Not to ntion, the feeling he had last night was far from sothing you get at a nightclub.
This involved a detail.
Swift had been very proactive at the beginning...
Plus, it was a rare chance that Swift stayed.
Still needed to hold back.
Breaking up with Swift wouldn’t be scary, but breaking up over this would be really awkward.
While buying breakfast, he scrolled through the news reports of last night’s ga.
This ti, there was no need for Carrell to be involved, the coverage was overwhelming.
"43 points in three quarters, a devastating ga, the Future of Grizzlies has arrived"
"Best trade in Grizzlies history, mphis welcos their Kobe"
"Ho court fans all switch sides, Cleveland managent loses both people and money"
"Who is your daddy, Grant humiliatingly leaves the field"
"God gave Jordan number 23, I’m taking the remaining 77"
...
When talking about "hype", although United States dia isn’t like small-ti dia, it’s harsher than many imagine.
But this just made Hansen feel great.
After all, when he was with the Cavaliers, even his ga-winning shots were credited as "Jas bringing a championship puzzle to the Cavaliers."
Leaving the Cavaliers was like erging from the clouds to see the sun.
After reading the dia reports, he checked the Anti-Fans System.
It was alarming what he saw.
His "Anti-Fans" points had jumped from 1.1 million to 1.4 million.
That is, he gained 300,000 anti-fans overnight!
What was going on?!
He hadn’t ntioned Jas in his post-ga press conference last night, and it wasn’t likely to be from Cleveland fans.
Cleveland fans?
Hansen suddenly rembered sothing urgent.
He logged onto TMZ’s website.
The main headline on TMZ right now was a picture of him and Swift getting out of a car and entering a hotel.
Even though Swift was wearing sunglasses and a hat, the photo was clear enough to recognize.
More importantly, he had looked back.
At that mont, he had heard fans calling him and had turned around instinctively, not realizing it had been captured.
Unlike the photo at the Reunion Tower in Dallas, this photo was clear and in front of the hotel, an absolute confirmation.
He read the comnts below the news report, and the abuse towards Swift was overwhelming.
"Are you really with that clown? He’s just an Asian!"
"An overrated singer and a basketball player who just boasts, you two are a perfect match."
"Unfollowing, I can’t believe you chose to be with soone like him. Isn’t LeBron a hundred tis better?"
"I went to the venue this morning. They told you were sick, but you were with soone else in a hotel, utterly disappointed!"
"No wonder you won Best Female Music Video, did you also go to the hotel with the judges the night before?"
"Just score 43 in a ga to date you, why don’t you date Kobe?"
...
Hansen angrily started clapping back with his alternate account.
But just like last ti, he couldn’t keep up.
You can never out-clap these trolls, the more you clap back, the more excited they get.
He went into his own social dia, where similar sentints flooded.
He intended to post sothing to shut them up, but on second thought, that would only backfire.
The best way to handle this was to act as if it didn’t exist and let ti slowly erase it.
Trolls are most excited at the start; after their initial fervor, they move on to other things.
Holding breakfast, Hansen went back to the hotel room and found Swift asleep again.
He went over and covered her properly with the blanket.
Just then, he noticed Swift’s phone was still on, the screen displaying the TMZ article.
He sat beside her, watching the sleeping Swift with a feeling of pity.
He couldn’t help but lean down and kiss Swift on the forehead.
Just as he was getting up, Swift woke up.
"Sorry."
"I was already sleeping lightly." Swift smiled, having just napped, and looking much more refreshed.
Hansen pointed to her phone beside the bed, referring to the TMZ incident.
Swift gestured for Hansen to co to the bed.
As Hansen sat down, Swift held his waist and rested her head against his chest.
"I told you before, I don’t care about those."
"Do you care?" she said, looking up at Hansen.
Hansen shook his head.
Since he had traveled to this world, Hansen had never stopped being targeted by haters, and he felt uneasy if nobody slandered him.
Plus, these were "Anti-Fans" points, and from his personal perspective, he should be pleased.
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