Chapter 59
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The host was confused, and the people present were also confused. The audience was wide eyed, only eye contact, and the huge venue was silent.
The two darkest minutes in the history of the Huax prize since it was founded 20 years ago.
Song Yi breathed and looked straight at the stage.
The chief director took the lead to react and gave the host a wink. Although the Huax awards are broadcast on the whole network every year, few people are willing to take a look at this official dull ceremony except fans of actors and idols.
This is a good opportunity to promote the Hua x award.
The host understood, and with a smile, "is this a confession? Is this one there? "
Gu Xingchuan smile, is tacit.
Song Yi frowned, raised her hand and gently held her forehead. Looking around, everyone's attention was caught by Gu Xingchuan, and no one noticed his abnormality.
What is he like The host disguised the soul of the excited gossip, and was very professional, smiling at the audience.
Gu Xingchuan sipped his thin lips and thought, "if you want me to evaluate him, he is a very sensible person, and never causes trouble to others, because he is too sensible. I don't want him to be like this."
The scene is surprised, originally thought the hype, listen is to really?
Gu Xingchuan looked at the stage, his eyes rarely soft, "I always want to tell you, you don't need to be so sensible, here in me, you can be a little self willed, do my own children."
With that, he bowed gently to the audience.
The chief photographer is very good. He took this scene far away. On the magnificent stage, the youth had an impeccable face, as if carrying glory. He stepped down the steps paved with red carpet step by step, like a sharp swordsman, splitting the silent crowd.
I don't know what it's like to pinch my chest.
If human beings have a label, Song Yi's label should be a rational, calm and gentle gentleman. The word willful has no boundary with his life.
When he was a child, he received the most education of "being sensible", and his relatives and friends boasted that he was "really sensible".
When he grew up, people who chased him could form a long line here. He had heard a lot of love words, praised his face, coveted his temperament, and hoped for his hanging curtain. The lovers, friends and relatives around him regarded him as the strongest backing. Everyone depended on him and believed him, but no one ever said to him, "don't be sensible."
He clearly felt that his heart was strange, like a piece of effervescent tablets stuffed into his chest, making bubbles sour and sweet.
After this new feeling, there is fear.
Song Yi reached out and tried to open the microblog software. Sure enough, the microblog system crashed again and couldn't go at all.
After a short period of agitation, the Huax prize was officially awarded. Song Yi unexpectedly nominated the best male partner. Although there was no official award, it was a sign of rising.
Song Yi shows a picture in the camera, which is especially good-looking when projected on the big screen. His face is narrow and he is born to be on the camera. Other people get fat on the camera. This kind of thing doesn't exist in him.
The same thin rimmed gold glasses are gentle and elegant on other people's faces. When they come to him, they have a little more cold and sharp taste. Look at It makes people want to lick honey.
Song Yi's worries come true.
Although the microblog server has temporarily collapsed, there are still bean paste players. A large number of girlfriend pink wife noodles have broken their hearts and become dregs. They announce that they have taken off the powder on the spot. The extreme Lori powder is directly burned around. After the normal use of micro blog, the super voice is full of smoke.
The end of the marketing number is rhythmic. In order to get hot, everything can be done. Combined with Gu Xingchuan's microblog last time, he named the lover "Mr. 800000". When Gu Xingchuan confessed, the facial expression of the male in the audience was like Sherlock Holmes, holding the clues.
There are also a lot of rational fans. Everyone is mediocre ordinary people, such as Gu Xingchuan's origin and appearance, achievements in the music world, ordinary people falling in love with him and getting married are just impossible things.
Like the moon in the night sky, we enjoy the moonlight and bathe in it, but the moon never belongs to anyone.
Rational people still account for the majority. As we all know, Gu Xingchuan is a violent temper, and many people criticize him for being arrogant and domineering. However, after so many years of his career, half of his affairs have not been reported. The peach color is clean and impeccable.
Now it's normal to fall in love and get married. There's no place to be sorry for fans.
The entrance of the banquet hall of the Hua X Prize was surrounded by reporters. Everyone wanted to be the first to get the exclusive news.
After receiving the message from Gu Xingchuan, Song Yi carefully bypasses the crowd and walks to the back door, fearing that reporters will follow her.
Black Maybach shined, quietly stopped at the side of the road, Song Yi opened the co pilot's door and sat in.
Gu Xingchuan turned his head to look at him, tut a sound, gently whistled, "you look good today."
Song Yi's calm "Er" looks at Gu Xingchuan like water.Gu Xingchuan's eyes are black and bright, like a dog wagging its tail, looking forward to praise, "Song Yi, are you not moved?"
Song Yi's mouth slightly curved, sincere, "moved."
"Kiss me if you are moved." Gu Xingchuan's white and clear face came over.
Song Yi remained motionless, patted him gently on the cheek and said, "have you ever thought about this consequence?"
Gu Xingchuan sat up straight, frowned and disdained to pull his lips.
Song Yi took out a small book and pen from the storage box, pulled out the cap of the pen and wrote down a line of words. While thinking and analyzing the records, she said, "I know you didn't think about the consequences. Now I'll tell you that you still have a chance to recover."
Looking at his cold water.
Song Yi's voice is steady and indifferent. On work, he doesn't bring in any self emotion, but only uses rationality to analyze it. "If we publicize the results of love, first, your business value will drop greatly and fans will be lost in large numbers. This is reflected in the rapid reduction of your endorsements. You now have 17 endorsements. By next quarter, this will be halved."
"Second, the variety shows are springing up in an endless stream. If you don't have the endorsements and fans, you will become someone else's cake."
"Third, the decline of your fans' appeal will have a serious impact on the audience rating of" era of love ". You also know that" era of love "is a TV series from fans. If you fall in love, many of your fans will not watch the show again."
Song Yi raised her hand and helped her glasses. Gu Xingchuan's glasses looked at him without blinking, with a kind of inquiry vision that Song Yi had never seen before.
Song Yi breathed a breath, wrote down her head, and said, "the fourth one is that you are an idol, I am an actor, and I eat by acting. If we announce our love relationship, I am the beneficiary, because I will get a lot of exposure and win over large resources. But at the same time, the label of your boyfriend will accompany my acting career, even if I am in the future You two break up, I'm also your ex boyfriend, as long as you're a little bit rusty, I'll be on the cusp of the storm. "
"I said the pros and cons, you can find a public relations company now, and there is still a chance to recover," Song Yi closed her pen cap and handed Gu Xingchuan the small book in her hand.
His writing is very correct, stroke by stroke, regular, just like he is.
Gu Xingchuan lowered his head and glanced at it. He looked out of the window and said, "Song Yi, do you think I care about this?"
Song Yi knows that he doesn't care. With Gu Xingchuan's character, he doesn't care whether fans take off their fans. Singing is just a personal hobby. If he sings songs for a year, he can't keep up with the daily accounts of his family. Being able to show his face is to give everyone face.
But Song Yi is used to thinking about others. It is subconscious to analyze the advantages and disadvantages of Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan looks very unhappy. They have been reunited for so long. They have never been as gloomy as they are today, like black clouds pressing on the city.
In the narrow car space, the air was oppressed, and the car shuttled through the night, without saying a word.
The car stopped at the gate of the Shenjia villa area. Song Yi lowered her head and slowly untied the buckle of the safety belt. Gu Xingchuan put one hand on his shoulder and pressed it against him without any sign. The other hand fixed the back of his head and kissed him heavily.
Song Yi didn't close her eyes, and so did Gu Xingchuan. Her eager breath interweaved and she looked at each other like a contest.
Song Yi is in a complex mood until she can't breathe. She gently pushes Gu Xingchuan's shoulder, and Gu Xingchuan looses his grip.
Song Yi takes a look at the rearview mirror. Her red lips are slightly swollen. She doesn't do a good job.
Gu Xingchuan stretched out his hand and squeezed his jaw, forcing him to lift his head slightly. His warm breath sprinkled on his face and asked in a low voice, "Song Yi, do you want to break up with me?"
Song Yi was stunned. Gu Xingchuan was confident and arrogant. He never asked these questions. He was sure that Song Yi loved him to death. When he asked this question, Song Yi was caught off guard.
"I..." Song Yi dialect has not yet been spoken.
Gu Xingchuan's index finger stuck to his soft lips, rubbed, squinted slightly, bit his teeth and said, "I won't break up with you. Don't even think about it. If you dare to run, I'll find you all over the earth. You know how good my physical strength is. At that time, I'll make you cry and beg me every day."
Song Yi was helpless and nodded calmly, "well, I know. Don't scare me. I'm going home."
"Will you break up with me?" Gu Xingchuan sticks to him and asks him stiffly.
Song Yi laughed and raised her eyebrows. "If you are so fierce in the future, I will break up with you. I don't have wild dogs."
Gu Xingchuan snorted and got Song Yi's reply. He felt comfortable and went over and bit him gently on his face. "I won't be fierce with you, but you can't break up with me."
Song Yi sighs from the bottom of her heart. She looks at her worried stomach and nods gently. She thinks that when she has a big stomach, the person who wants to break up may be Gu Xingchuan.
Song Yi got out of the car and walked to the door of her home. She saw a thin figure sitting on the steps from a distance. In the late autumn season, Shen Li was wearing a shirt and jeans with a red nose. She looked very pitiful.Seeing Song Yi coming, Shen Li quickly stood up and wiped his red and swollen eyes, "have you lived here?"
Song Yi faintly "um" a, don't want to pay attention to him, go straight to the house.
"Song Yi, something happened to my mother."
Song Yi steps a meal, twist neck, cold light, "what happened to your mother?"
This name made Shen Li's throat choked and his lips trembled with embarrassment. "Years ago, my mother worked in the hospital and gave an overdose to a patient, which led to the death of that person, don't you know?"
Song Yi nodded, but the hospital dismissed Zhao Hongyan, "what's the matter?"
Shen Li's face turned white. "The family members of the patient knew our home address. These days, they dragged the coffin to the door. The family blocked us. Their mother was beaten by them. They also wanted to call the police to arrest her. I don't know what to do."
Shen Li grew up rich in clothing and food. He opened his mouth when he ate and stretched out his hand in clothes. He never dealt with complicated things. He caught his eyes when he met something.
Song Yi didn't want to get involved, and calmly stated: "if she violates the law, then she should be in prison. You tell me, I have no way."
"She used to be your mother." Shen Li said in a small voice.
Song Yi was indifferent, "you know it was just before."
Shen Li Leng Leng Leng, bow period Ai Ai, a word also can't say.
Song Yi glanced at him and was disappointed. Shen Li's self-care ability was too poor.
Shen Li hesitated for half a sound, like a mosquito, "Song Yi, you can..."
"What?"
"Can I borrow some..." Shen Li blushed and sniffed, "nothing. I'm going."
Looking at his thin back, Song Yi felt that Shen Li was pitiful at this moment. Out of humanitarianism, she told him the basic social principle: "Shen Li, if you need someone to do something, you should first bring a companion gift. Secondly, don't come at night."
"I I see. " Shen Li didn't even dare to look at him. Facing Song Yi in private made him feel afraid and ashamed. He was afraid of Song Yi's light, which made him look nothing. It seemed useless.
The only academic degree he was proud of and the light he could get was from Song Yi.
Song Yi shakes her head and goes back to the room. Zhao Hongyan doesn't want to be contaminated at all. The villain has his own grind.
He went home and took a comfortable bath. He sat at his desk in his towel and opened his thin laptop.
The microblog is full of fear and blood. In just one or two hours, you sing, and we are on the stage. It's dark and dark.
Song Yi points in and takes a look at it. The marketing number makes a unique vote to let netizens guess who is 800000 brother.
Song Yi's name is in the fifth place. Up to now, she has obtained 9999 votes. At the top of the list are four actors who are very popular in the circle. All of them have commercial cooperation with Gu Xingchuan and become the focus of attention.
Song Yi saw that she had committed obsessive-compulsive disorder, so she gently voted for herself.
Song Yi uses too little microblog, and is also scolded when going up. When I watched the news occasionally, I didn't know the hidden function of the software.
When the netizens were eating melons, they suddenly found that there was a real master. Everyone was stunned. When Song Yi went downstairs to get a glass of water, the news in the comment area of Weibo exploded.
"Vote for yourself? Are you crazy about the heat? "
"I laugh to death, this operation is really ~ poisonous, the first time I see such a blood sucking."
"Brother, next time buy some marketing number, don't fry yourself, it will be paste."
"Refuse to post my brother upside down. Don't be a vampire. Pass this first."
Song Yi unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, sat in front of the computer, squinted and deleted the microblog. What is this?
Shouldn't voting be anonymous?
But it's useless to delete the microblog. There are already some screenshots of hand diseases. In line with the original intention that dule is not as good as others, he shares it with all marketing numbers. Netizens are crazy and confused, and their behavior is rewarded.
The author has something to say: more, love you! Thank you for your support!
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The host was confused, and the people present were also confused. The audience was wide eyed, only eye contact, and the huge venue was silent.
The two darkest minutes in the history of the Huax prize since it was founded 20 years ago.
Song Yi breathed and looked straight at the stage.
The chief director took the lead to react and gave the host a wink. Although the Huax awards are broadcast on the whole network every year, few people are willing to take a look at this official dull ceremony except fans of actors and idols.
This is a good opportunity to promote the Hua x award.
The host understood, and with a smile, "is this a confession? Is this one there? "
Gu Xingchuan smile, is tacit.
Song Yi frowned, raised her hand and gently held her forehead. Looking around, everyone's attention was caught by Gu Xingchuan, and no one noticed his abnormality.
What is he like The host disguised the soul of the excited gossip, and was very professional, smiling at the audience.
Gu Xingchuan sipped his thin lips and thought, "if you want me to evaluate him, he is a very sensible person, and never causes trouble to others, because he is too sensible. I don't want him to be like this."
The scene is surprised, originally thought the hype, listen is to really?
Gu Xingchuan looked at the stage, his eyes rarely soft, "I always want to tell you, you don't need to be so sensible, here in me, you can be a little self willed, do my own children."
With that, he bowed gently to the audience.
The chief photographer is very good. He took this scene far away. On the magnificent stage, the youth had an impeccable face, as if carrying glory. He stepped down the steps paved with red carpet step by step, like a sharp swordsman, splitting the silent crowd.
I don't know what it's like to pinch my chest.
If human beings have a label, Song Yi's label should be a rational, calm and gentle gentleman. The word willful has no boundary with his life.
When he was a child, he received the most education of "being sensible", and his relatives and friends boasted that he was "really sensible".
When he grew up, people who chased him could form a long line here. He had heard a lot of love words, praised his face, coveted his temperament, and hoped for his hanging curtain. The lovers, friends and relatives around him regarded him as the strongest backing. Everyone depended on him and believed him, but no one ever said to him, "don't be sensible."
He clearly felt that his heart was strange, like a piece of effervescent tablets stuffed into his chest, making bubbles sour and sweet.
After this new feeling, there is fear.
Song Yi reached out and tried to open the microblog software. Sure enough, the microblog system crashed again and couldn't go at all.
After a short period of agitation, the Huax prize was officially awarded. Song Yi unexpectedly nominated the best male partner. Although there was no official award, it was a sign of rising.
Song Yi shows a picture in the camera, which is especially good-looking when projected on the big screen. His face is narrow and he is born to be on the camera. Other people get fat on the camera. This kind of thing doesn't exist in him.
The same thin rimmed gold glasses are gentle and elegant on other people's faces. When they come to him, they have a little more cold and sharp taste. Look at It makes people want to lick honey.
Song Yi's worries come true.
Although the microblog server has temporarily collapsed, there are still bean paste players. A large number of girlfriend pink wife noodles have broken their hearts and become dregs. They announce that they have taken off the powder on the spot. The extreme Lori powder is directly burned around. After the normal use of micro blog, the super voice is full of smoke.
The end of the marketing number is rhythmic. In order to get hot, everything can be done. Combined with Gu Xingchuan's microblog last time, he named the lover "Mr. 800000". When Gu Xingchuan confessed, the facial expression of the male in the audience was like Sherlock Holmes, holding the clues.
There are also a lot of rational fans. Everyone is mediocre ordinary people, such as Gu Xingchuan's origin and appearance, achievements in the music world, ordinary people falling in love with him and getting married are just impossible things.
Like the moon in the night sky, we enjoy the moonlight and bathe in it, but the moon never belongs to anyone.
Rational people still account for the majority. As we all know, Gu Xingchuan is a violent temper, and many people criticize him for being arrogant and domineering. However, after so many years of his career, half of his affairs have not been reported. The peach color is clean and impeccable.
Now it's normal to fall in love and get married. There's no place to be sorry for fans.
The entrance of the banquet hall of the Hua X Prize was surrounded by reporters. Everyone wanted to be the first to get the exclusive news.
After receiving the message from Gu Xingchuan, Song Yi carefully bypasses the crowd and walks to the back door, fearing that reporters will follow her.
Black Maybach shined, quietly stopped at the side of the road, Song Yi opened the co pilot's door and sat in.
Gu Xingchuan turned his head to look at him, tut a sound, gently whistled, "you look good today."
Song Yi's calm "Er" looks at Gu Xingchuan like water.Gu Xingchuan's eyes are black and bright, like a dog wagging its tail, looking forward to praise, "Song Yi, are you not moved?"
Song Yi's mouth slightly curved, sincere, "moved."
"Kiss me if you are moved." Gu Xingchuan's white and clear face came over.
Song Yi remained motionless, patted him gently on the cheek and said, "have you ever thought about this consequence?"
Gu Xingchuan sat up straight, frowned and disdained to pull his lips.
Song Yi took out a small book and pen from the storage box, pulled out the cap of the pen and wrote down a line of words. While thinking and analyzing the records, she said, "I know you didn't think about the consequences. Now I'll tell you that you still have a chance to recover."
Looking at his cold water.
Song Yi's voice is steady and indifferent. On work, he doesn't bring in any self emotion, but only uses rationality to analyze it. "If we publicize the results of love, first, your business value will drop greatly and fans will be lost in large numbers. This is reflected in the rapid reduction of your endorsements. You now have 17 endorsements. By next quarter, this will be halved."
"Second, the variety shows are springing up in an endless stream. If you don't have the endorsements and fans, you will become someone else's cake."
"Third, the decline of your fans' appeal will have a serious impact on the audience rating of" era of love ". You also know that" era of love "is a TV series from fans. If you fall in love, many of your fans will not watch the show again."
Song Yi raised her hand and helped her glasses. Gu Xingchuan's glasses looked at him without blinking, with a kind of inquiry vision that Song Yi had never seen before.
Song Yi breathed a breath, wrote down her head, and said, "the fourth one is that you are an idol, I am an actor, and I eat by acting. If we announce our love relationship, I am the beneficiary, because I will get a lot of exposure and win over large resources. But at the same time, the label of your boyfriend will accompany my acting career, even if I am in the future You two break up, I'm also your ex boyfriend, as long as you're a little bit rusty, I'll be on the cusp of the storm. "
"I said the pros and cons, you can find a public relations company now, and there is still a chance to recover," Song Yi closed her pen cap and handed Gu Xingchuan the small book in her hand.
His writing is very correct, stroke by stroke, regular, just like he is.
Gu Xingchuan lowered his head and glanced at it. He looked out of the window and said, "Song Yi, do you think I care about this?"
Song Yi knows that he doesn't care. With Gu Xingchuan's character, he doesn't care whether fans take off their fans. Singing is just a personal hobby. If he sings songs for a year, he can't keep up with the daily accounts of his family. Being able to show his face is to give everyone face.
But Song Yi is used to thinking about others. It is subconscious to analyze the advantages and disadvantages of Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan looks very unhappy. They have been reunited for so long. They have never been as gloomy as they are today, like black clouds pressing on the city.
In the narrow car space, the air was oppressed, and the car shuttled through the night, without saying a word.
The car stopped at the gate of the Shenjia villa area. Song Yi lowered her head and slowly untied the buckle of the safety belt. Gu Xingchuan put one hand on his shoulder and pressed it against him without any sign. The other hand fixed the back of his head and kissed him heavily.
Song Yi didn't close her eyes, and so did Gu Xingchuan. Her eager breath interweaved and she looked at each other like a contest.
Song Yi is in a complex mood until she can't breathe. She gently pushes Gu Xingchuan's shoulder, and Gu Xingchuan looses his grip.
Song Yi takes a look at the rearview mirror. Her red lips are slightly swollen. She doesn't do a good job.
Gu Xingchuan stretched out his hand and squeezed his jaw, forcing him to lift his head slightly. His warm breath sprinkled on his face and asked in a low voice, "Song Yi, do you want to break up with me?"
Song Yi was stunned. Gu Xingchuan was confident and arrogant. He never asked these questions. He was sure that Song Yi loved him to death. When he asked this question, Song Yi was caught off guard.
"I..." Song Yi dialect has not yet been spoken.
Gu Xingchuan's index finger stuck to his soft lips, rubbed, squinted slightly, bit his teeth and said, "I won't break up with you. Don't even think about it. If you dare to run, I'll find you all over the earth. You know how good my physical strength is. At that time, I'll make you cry and beg me every day."
Song Yi was helpless and nodded calmly, "well, I know. Don't scare me. I'm going home."
"Will you break up with me?" Gu Xingchuan sticks to him and asks him stiffly.
Song Yi laughed and raised her eyebrows. "If you are so fierce in the future, I will break up with you. I don't have wild dogs."
Gu Xingchuan snorted and got Song Yi's reply. He felt comfortable and went over and bit him gently on his face. "I won't be fierce with you, but you can't break up with me."
Song Yi sighs from the bottom of her heart. She looks at her worried stomach and nods gently. She thinks that when she has a big stomach, the person who wants to break up may be Gu Xingchuan.
Song Yi got out of the car and walked to the door of her home. She saw a thin figure sitting on the steps from a distance. In the late autumn season, Shen Li was wearing a shirt and jeans with a red nose. She looked very pitiful.Seeing Song Yi coming, Shen Li quickly stood up and wiped his red and swollen eyes, "have you lived here?"
Song Yi faintly "um" a, don't want to pay attention to him, go straight to the house.
"Song Yi, something happened to my mother."
Song Yi steps a meal, twist neck, cold light, "what happened to your mother?"
This name made Shen Li's throat choked and his lips trembled with embarrassment. "Years ago, my mother worked in the hospital and gave an overdose to a patient, which led to the death of that person, don't you know?"
Song Yi nodded, but the hospital dismissed Zhao Hongyan, "what's the matter?"
Shen Li's face turned white. "The family members of the patient knew our home address. These days, they dragged the coffin to the door. The family blocked us. Their mother was beaten by them. They also wanted to call the police to arrest her. I don't know what to do."
Shen Li grew up rich in clothing and food. He opened his mouth when he ate and stretched out his hand in clothes. He never dealt with complicated things. He caught his eyes when he met something.
Song Yi didn't want to get involved, and calmly stated: "if she violates the law, then she should be in prison. You tell me, I have no way."
"She used to be your mother." Shen Li said in a small voice.
Song Yi was indifferent, "you know it was just before."
Shen Li Leng Leng Leng, bow period Ai Ai, a word also can't say.
Song Yi glanced at him and was disappointed. Shen Li's self-care ability was too poor.
Shen Li hesitated for half a sound, like a mosquito, "Song Yi, you can..."
"What?"
"Can I borrow some..." Shen Li blushed and sniffed, "nothing. I'm going."
Looking at his thin back, Song Yi felt that Shen Li was pitiful at this moment. Out of humanitarianism, she told him the basic social principle: "Shen Li, if you need someone to do something, you should first bring a companion gift. Secondly, don't come at night."
"I I see. " Shen Li didn't even dare to look at him. Facing Song Yi in private made him feel afraid and ashamed. He was afraid of Song Yi's light, which made him look nothing. It seemed useless.
The only academic degree he was proud of and the light he could get was from Song Yi.
Song Yi shakes her head and goes back to the room. Zhao Hongyan doesn't want to be contaminated at all. The villain has his own grind.
He went home and took a comfortable bath. He sat at his desk in his towel and opened his thin laptop.
The microblog is full of fear and blood. In just one or two hours, you sing, and we are on the stage. It's dark and dark.
Song Yi points in and takes a look at it. The marketing number makes a unique vote to let netizens guess who is 800000 brother.
Song Yi's name is in the fifth place. Up to now, she has obtained 9999 votes. At the top of the list are four actors who are very popular in the circle. All of them have commercial cooperation with Gu Xingchuan and become the focus of attention.
Song Yi saw that she had committed obsessive-compulsive disorder, so she gently voted for herself.
Song Yi uses too little microblog, and is also scolded when going up. When I watched the news occasionally, I didn't know the hidden function of the software.
When the netizens were eating melons, they suddenly found that there was a real master. Everyone was stunned. When Song Yi went downstairs to get a glass of water, the news in the comment area of Weibo exploded.
"Vote for yourself? Are you crazy about the heat? "
"I laugh to death, this operation is really ~ poisonous, the first time I see such a blood sucking."
"Brother, next time buy some marketing number, don't fry yourself, it will be paste."
"Refuse to post my brother upside down. Don't be a vampire. Pass this first."
Song Yi unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, sat in front of the computer, squinted and deleted the microblog. What is this?
Shouldn't voting be anonymous?
But it's useless to delete the microblog. There are already some screenshots of hand diseases. In line with the original intention that dule is not as good as others, he shares it with all marketing numbers. Netizens are crazy and confused, and their behavior is rewarded.
The author has something to say: more, love you! Thank you for your support!
—————
The host was confused, and the people present were also confused. The audience was wide eyed, only eye contact, and the huge venue was silent. The two darkest minutes in the history of the Huax prize since it was founded 20 years ago. Song Yi breathed and looked straight at the stage. The chief director took the lead to react and gave the host a wink. Although the Huax awards are broadcast on the whole network every year, few people are willing to take a look at this official dull ceremony except fans of actors and idols. This is a good opportunity to promote the Hua x award. The host understood, and with a smile, "is this a confession? Is this one there? " Gu Xingchuan smile, is tacit. Song Yi frowned, raised her hand and gently held her forehead. Looking around, everyone's attention was caught by Gu Xingchuan, and no one noticed his abnormality. What is he like The host disguised the soul of the excited gossip, and was very professional, smiling at the audience. Gu Xingchuan sipped his thin lips and thought, "if you want me to evaluate him, he is a very sensible person, and never causes trouble to others, because he is too sensible. I don't want him to be like this." The scene is surprised, originally thought the hype, listen is to really? Gu Xingchuan looked at the stage, his eyes rarely soft, "I always want to tell you, you don't need to be so sensible, here in me, you can be a little self willed, do my own children." With that, he bowed gently to the audience. The chief photographer is very good. He took this scene far away. On the magnificent stage, the youth had an impeccable face, as if carrying glory. He stepped down the steps paved with red carpet step by step, like a sharp swordsman, splitting the silent crowd. I don't know what it's like to pinch my chest. If human beings have a label, Song Yi's label should be a rational, calm and gentle gentleman. The word willful has no boundary with his life. When he was a child, he received the most education of "being sensible", and his relatives and friends boasted that he was "really sensible". When he grew up, people who chased him could form a long line here. He had heard a lot of love words, praised his face, coveted his temperament, and hoped for his hanging curtain. The lovers, friends and relatives around him regarded him as the strongest backing. Everyone depended on him and believed him, but no one ever said to him, "don't be sensible." He clearly felt that his heart was strange, like a piece of effervescent tablets stuffed into his chest, making bubbles sour and sweet. After this new feeling, there is fear. Song Yi reached out and tried to open the microblog software. Sure enough, the microblog system crashed again and couldn't go at all. After a short period of agitation, the Huax prize was officially awarded. Song Yi unexpectedly nominated the best male partner. Although there was no official award, it was a sign of rising. Song Yi shows a picture in the camera, which is especially good-looking when projected on the big screen. His face is narrow and he is born to be on the camera. Other people get fat on the camera. This kind of thing doesn't exist in him. The same thin rimmed gold glasses are gentle and elegant on other people's faces. When they come to him, they have a little more cold and sharp taste. Look at It makes people want to lick honey. Song Yi's worries come true. Although the microblog server has temporarily collapsed, there are still bean paste players. A large number of girlfriend pink wife noodles have broken their hearts and become dregs. They announce that they have taken off the powder on the spot. The extreme Lori powder is directly burned around. After the normal use of micro blog, the super voice is full of smoke. The end of the marketing number is rhythmic. In order to get hot, everything can be done. Combined with Gu Xingchuan's microblog last time, he named the lover "Mr. 800000". When Gu Xingchuan confessed, the facial expression of the male in the audience was like Sherlock Holmes, holding the clues. There are also a lot of rational fans. Everyone is mediocre ordinary people, such as Gu Xingchuan's origin and appearance, achievements in the music world, ordinary people falling in love with him and getting married are just impossible things. Like the moon in the night sky, we enjoy the moonlight and bathe in it, but the moon never belongs to anyone. Rational people still account for the majority. As we all know, Gu Xingchuan is a violent temper, and many people criticize him for being arrogant and domineering. However, after so many years of his career, half of his affairs have not been reported. The peach color is clean and impeccable. Now it's normal to fall in love and get married. There's no place to be sorry for fans. The entrance of the banquet hall of the Hua X Prize was surrounded by reporters. Everyone wanted to be the first to get the exclusive news. After receiving the message from Gu Xingchuan, Song Yi carefully bypasses the crowd and walks to the back door, fearing that reporters will follow her. Black Maybach shined, quietly stopped at the side of the road, Song Yi opened the co pilot's door and sat in. Gu Xingchuan turned his head to look at him, tut a sound, gently whistled, "you look good today." Song Yi's calm "Er" looks at Gu Xingchuan like water.Gu Xingchuan's eyes are black and bright, like a dog wagging its tail, looking forward to praise, "Song Yi, are you not moved?" Song Yi's mouth slightly curved, sincere, "moved." "Kiss me if you are moved." Gu Xingchuan's white and clear face came over. Song Yi remained motionless, patted him gently on the cheek and said, "have you ever thought about this consequence?" Gu Xingchuan sat up straight, frowned and disdained to pull his lips. Song Yi took out a small book and pen from the storage box, pulled out the cap of the pen and wrote down a line of words. While thinking and analyzing the records, she said, "I know you didn't think about the consequences. Now I'll tell you that you still have a chance to recover." Looking at his cold water. Song Yi's voice is steady and indifferent. On work, he doesn't bring in any self emotion, but only uses rationality to analyze it. "If we publicize the results of love, first, your business value will drop greatly and fans will be lost in large numbers. This is reflected in the rapid reduction of your endorsements. You now have 17 endorsements. By next quarter, this will be halved." "Second, the variety shows are springing up in an endless stream. If you don't have the endorsements and fans, you will become someone else's cake." "Third, the decline of your fans' appeal will have a serious impact on the audience rating of" era of love ". You also know that" era of love "is a TV series from fans. If you fall in love, many of your fans will not watch the show again." Song Yi raised her hand and helped her glasses. Gu Xingchuan's glasses looked at him without blinking, with a kind of inquiry vision that Song Yi had never seen before. Song Yi breathed a breath, wrote down her head, and said, "the fourth one is that you are an idol, I am an actor, and I eat by acting. If we announce our love relationship, I am the beneficiary, because I will get a lot of exposure and win over large resources. But at the same time, the label of your boyfriend will accompany my acting career, even if I am in the future You two break up, I'm also your ex boyfriend, as long as you're a little bit rusty, I'll be on the cusp of the storm. " "I said the pros and cons, you can find a public relations company now, and there is still a chance to recover," Song Yi closed her pen cap and handed Gu Xingchuan the small book in her hand. His writing is very correct, stroke by stroke, regular, just like he is. Gu Xingchuan lowered his head and glanced at it. He looked out of the window and said, "Song Yi, do you think I care about this?" Song Yi knows that he doesn't care. With Gu Xingchuan's character, he doesn't care whether fans take off their fans. Singing is just a personal hobby. If he sings songs for a year, he can't keep up with the daily accounts of his family. Being able to show his face is to give everyone face. But Song Yi is used to thinking about others. It is subconscious to analyze the advantages and disadvantages of Gu Xingchuan. Gu Xingchuan looks very unhappy. They have been reunited for so long. They have never been as gloomy as they are today, like black clouds pressing on the city. In the narrow car space, the air was oppressed, and the car shuttled through the night, without saying a word. The car stopped at the gate of the Shenjia villa area. Song Yi lowered her head and slowly untied the buckle of the safety belt. Gu Xingchuan put one hand on his shoulder and pressed it against him without any sign. The other hand fixed the back of his head and kissed him heavily. Song Yi didn't close her eyes, and so did Gu Xingchuan. Her eager breath interweaved and she looked at each other like a contest. Song Yi is in a complex mood until she can't breathe. She gently pushes Gu Xingchuan's shoulder, and Gu Xingchuan looses his grip. Song Yi takes a look at the rearview mirror. Her red lips are slightly swollen. She doesn't do a good job. Gu Xingchuan stretched out his hand and squeezed his jaw, forcing him to lift his head slightly. His warm breath sprinkled on his face and asked in a low voice, "Song Yi, do you want to break up with me?" Song Yi was stunned. Gu Xingchuan was confident and arrogant. He never asked these questions. He was sure that Song Yi loved him to death. When he asked this question, Song Yi was caught off guard. "I..." Song Yi dialect has not yet been spoken. Gu Xingchuan's index finger stuck to his soft lips, rubbed, squinted slightly, bit his teeth and said, "I won't break up with you. Don't even think about it. If you dare to run, I'll find you all over the earth. You know how good my physical strength is. At that time, I'll make you cry and beg me every day." Song Yi was helpless and nodded calmly, "well, I know. Don't scare me. I'm going home." "Will you break up with me?" Gu Xingchuan sticks to him and asks him stiffly. Song Yi laughed and raised her eyebrows. "If you are so fierce in the future, I will break up with you. I don't have wild dogs." Gu Xingchuan snorted and got Song Yi's reply. He felt comfortable and went over and bit him gently on his face. "I won't be fierce with you, but you can't break up with me." Song Yi sighs from the bottom of her heart. She looks at her worried stomach and nods gently. She thinks that when she has a big stomach, the person who wants to break up may be Gu Xingchuan. Song Yi got out of the car and walked to the door of her home. She saw a thin figure sitting on the steps from a distance. In the late autumn season, Shen Li was wearing a shirt and jeans with a red nose. She looked very pitiful.Seeing Song Yi coming, Shen Li quickly stood up and wiped his red and swollen eyes, "have you lived here?" Song Yi faintly "um" a, don't want to pay attention to him, go straight to the house. "Song Yi, something happened to my mother." Song Yi steps a meal, twist neck, cold light, "what happened to your mother?" This name made Shen Li's throat choked and his lips trembled with embarrassment. "Years ago, my mother worked in the hospital and gave an overdose to a patient, which led to the death of that person, don't you know?" Song Yi nodded, but the hospital dismissed Zhao Hongyan, "what's the matter?" Shen Li's face turned white. "The family members of the patient knew our home address. These days, they dragged the coffin to the door. The family blocked us. Their mother was beaten by them. They also wanted to call the police to arrest her. I don't know what to do." Shen Li grew up rich in clothing and food. He opened his mouth when he ate and stretched out his hand in clothes. He never dealt with complicated things. He caught his eyes when he met something. Song Yi didn't want to get involved, and calmly stated: "if she violates the law, then she should be in prison. You tell me, I have no way." "She used to be your mother." Shen Li said in a small voice. Song Yi was indifferent, "you know it was just before." Shen Li Leng Leng Leng, bow period Ai Ai, a word also can't say. Song Yi glanced at him and was disappointed. Shen Li's self-care ability was too poor. Shen Li hesitated for half a sound, like a mosquito, "Song Yi, you can..." "What?" "Can I borrow some..." Shen Li blushed and sniffed, "nothing. I'm going." Looking at his thin back, Song Yi felt that Shen Li was pitiful at this moment. Out of humanitarianism, she told him the basic social principle: "Shen Li, if you need someone to do something, you should first bring a companion gift. Secondly, don't come at night." "I I see. " Shen Li didn't even dare to look at him. Facing Song Yi in private made him feel afraid and ashamed. He was afraid of Song Yi's light, which made him look nothing. It seemed useless. The only academic degree he was proud of and the light he could get was from Song Yi. Song Yi shakes her head and goes back to the room. Zhao Hongyan doesn't want to be contaminated at all. The villain has his own grind. He went home and took a comfortable bath. He sat at his desk in his towel and opened his thin laptop. The microblog is full of fear and blood. In just one or two hours, you sing, and we are on the stage. It's dark and dark. Song Yi points in and takes a look at it. The marketing number makes a unique vote to let netizens guess who is 800000 brother. Song Yi's name is in the fifth place. Up to now, she has obtained 9999 votes. At the top of the list are four actors who are very popular in the circle. All of them have commercial cooperation with Gu Xingchuan and become the focus of attention. Song Yi saw that she had committed obsessive-compulsive disorder, so she gently voted for herself. Song Yi uses too little microblog, and is also scolded when going up. When I watched the news occasionally, I didn't know the hidden function of the software. When the netizens were eating melons, they suddenly found that there was a real master. Everyone was stunned. When Song Yi went downstairs to get a glass of water, the news in the comment area of Weibo exploded. "Vote for yourself? Are you crazy about the heat? " "I laugh to death, this operation is really ~ poisonous, the first time I see such a blood sucking." "Brother, next time buy some marketing number, don't fry yourself, it will be paste." "Refuse to post my brother upside down. Don't be a vampire. Pass this first." Song Yi unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, sat in front of the computer, squinted and deleted the microblog. What is this? Shouldn't voting be anonymous? But it's useless to delete the microblog. There are already some screenshots of hand diseases. In line with the original intention that dule is not as good as others, he shares it with all marketing numbers. Netizens are crazy and confused, and their behavior is rewarded. The author has something to say: more, love you! Thank you for your support!
