Chapter 27-Chapter 27

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date="2020-12-14"

title="Chapter 27-Chapter 27 "

weight="110471"

series = ["My Old Gong Has Amnesia"]

mode = "manual"

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With those microblogs as the fuse, the Internet was very lively for several days.

Jiang Wen quickly got more blogging, refusing to admit that he changed his friend's asthma emergency medicine for his role, and threatened to sue Ye Shanshan. At the same time, he questioned Ye Shanshan, and stood up to speak for him, but was slandered in this way and asked Ye Shanshan to apologize.

Then passers-by and the host fan were stunned.

——"His public relations team put this brain-dead to show IQ? Is the salary arrears?"

——"Loving my host, I was driven by such a scum to hype!"

This time, instead of Ye Shanshan rolling up his sleeves himself, all parties went into battle, and Jiang Wen's various dark histories were soon revealed. After a row of real hammers came out, his Weibo posts were all pinched in the dark, and the forum and his related tall buildings were also rising from the ground.

Seeing that the situation could not be controlled, his brokerage company had to announce the temporary suspension of all Jiang Wen's activities.

At the same time, not long after Ye Shanshan posted the last Weibo, a hot topic appeared on the list.

——# Make money to help the landlord buy water army#

The popularity of the discussion is soaring. This rhythm makes Zheng Dong sigh again and again. The artist says that he wants to buy the Shuijun Dianren, and the fans have to help raise money. He feels like he can retire in this fascinating world.

After posting those microblogs, Ye Shanshan hasn't been online much. After all, he is struggling in the ocean of learning.

For the next week, he didn't even feed the black and white swans. Every day, except to look for Gongyue in class and make papers, he lay in the garden and practiced the piano with sweat and hard work. He was afraid of himself diligently.

However, if you want to show off your skills with a five-s difficulty song like "Wraith", the premise is to ensure that you don't make mistakes and shame. And the violent output of the dazzling skill requires high-intensity exercise, otherwise his arm with less and less obvious muscles will definitely be destroyed after half of the bounce.

It was really wasteful then.

After practicing for two hours without stopping, Ye Shanshan decided to take a break. Just rubbing his fingers, he suddenly remembered that Zheng Dong asked him to consider doing a live broadcast occasionally to increase interaction with fans.

Thinking of someone hacking him before, his fans rolled up their sleeves and tore them up. The last time met fans when bought miso noodles, they weren't cruel at all. Ye Shanshan wanted to express his gratitude, so he posted on Weibo and sent a notice to it.

"Thirty minutes later, it will be broadcast live on the Sansan platform, do you want to watch it?"

He just sent Weibo here, and before he had time to refresh and read the comments, Zheng Dong called in.

"You haven't been hacked?"

Ye Shanshan didn't connect with his agent's brain circuit, "Huh? What theft?"

"I think you said on Weibo that you want to broadcast live, did you post it yourself?"

Then Zheng Dong heard Ye Shanshan's voice on the phone, "Yes, I sent it. I want to thank them for protecting me."

He hesitated after speaking, "Uh, can you?"

Listening to Ye Shanshan's last words, Zheng Dong said quickly, "Of course you can, it must be possible, I'm just so excited, you can play as you please!"

God knows how shocked Zheng Dong was when he saw Ye Shanshan's Weibo saying that he was going to broadcast live, and he also felt a sense of fascination—just like the dean of teaching, discovering that students who are always truant have finally started to take classes seriously.

Zheng Dong suddenly felt that his goal of "dominating the entertainment industry" could be refreshed!

Thirty minutes later, Ye Shanshan opened the live broadcast room on time, and found that the number of people online had broken through 500,000, and it was still rising.

Ye Shanshan, who didn't expect so many people to turn on the camera, exploded the discussion forum.

-"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh to really to be the original host

—— "Fucking it is a real person! Is this plain makeup? No makeup looks better than on TV! Better than photos! Better than movies!"

——"Plus one upstairs, crying beautifully, beautiful face is flourishing!"

The comments were about to become afterimages, but Ye Shanshan had no trouble reading it. He smiled at the camera and said hello, "Hello everyone."

Because of this laugh, the discussion area was stuck for a few seconds, and then it went crazy.

——"Ma Ma, I will never get married in my life! Why not marry the original poster!"

——"Ah ah ah ah ah except ah ah ah I don't know what to say!"

——"The host's smile, I can remember it for the next life!"

Ye Shanshan thinks the fans are very interesting. They were a little nervous at first, but now they relax completely. Once they relax, they talk a lot.

"Today is a temporary reminder that I want to broadcast live. Actually, I haven't mastered this skill yet, ah, you all said it's okay? Okay, today will be broadcast live for 40 minutes, but I'm practicing piano these days, so you watch me practice Is the piano okay? Will it be boring?"

——"Piano? Violin? Guqin? What do we watch the host! My host is really a talented boy!"

——"Forty minutes is a short period of four months and four years? Ouch!"

——"The host's voice is really nice! Whatever you say is good! Whatever you say is right!"

Seeing the discussion forum and saying yes, Ye Shanshan fixed the phone and the external camera on a flower stand. After calculating the angle, he was sure that he and the piano could be photographed before he sat back on the piano bench.

First waved in the direction of the camera, and then began to practice piano.

He was always attentive when he was doing things, and after practicing piano, he ignored the live broadcast.

At this time, the number of people online has broken through one million, and the discussion forum is full of wind and water.

——"The poster is so beautiful! Those who say that the poster has plastic surgery, have you slapped your face? Doesn't it hurt? Which plastic surgery dare to appear in such a plain face without even a layer of filters? The point is that the plain face is beautiful Skyrim! Kneel suit!"

——"Upstairs, the original poster didn't know that there was a filter, right? The appearance of 2333 broke through the dimensional wall! And the original poster's collarbone exploded in place!"

—— "I have been studying piano for 20 years and now I am studying in the Conservatory of Music. The level of the host is too high, please ask for a teacher! I have changed from Yan fan to talent fan!"

——"I add my ID number upstairs. I am also a piano student. This technique of the original poster is so professional that I can’t blow it away, and it’s absolutely professional! A few blocks away from my teacher!!!"

The whole comment area was surprisingly harmonious. Zheng Dong was worried that Ye Shanshan would have problems during the first live broadcast. He peeped at the screen quietly, but he thought too much.

But looking at Ye Shanshan, who was playing the piano intently on the screen, Zheng Dong had to sigh, why didn't Ye Shanshan go to heaven, any etude made him want to kneel!

Obviously, not only did he want to kneel, but there were also a lot of people in the comment area. At first, the masses thought that Ye Shanshan could just press the keys. After all, many celebrities would give themselves a musical specialty.

However, they did not expect that Ye Shanshan was just an etude, and he could slip away!

As if counting the time, Ye Shanshan stopped at exactly 30 minutes, then stood up and walked towards the camera. In the end, because he was too close, the whole face was enlarged-the point is that even if it was so large, he didn't see any blemishes on his skin.

Ye Shanshan took the phone and looked at the discussion area.

"——How does the host take care of the skin, ah ah ah, it's so beautiful!"

"I didn't deliberately take care of my skin, I was born." Ye Shanshan finished answering, and then looked down, "How many years have you learned piano? Want to apprentice? I have studied piano for three years, but I don't accept apprentices. My level is not good enough. , You will be rewarded if you work hard."

It was discovered that Ye Shanshan turned out to be replying to comments, and for a while, the comment area exploded again.

"Is there enough money to buy the navy? This ah, it should be enough? But the agent doesn't seem to buy a few. What are the next schedules? Excuse me, there are no next schedules, only one to participate at the end of the month The event is just a private invitation...Where to play the piano? My at home..."

Randomly selected a few more questions to answer, Ye Shanshan put the phone back, and waved to the camera, "Come here today, if the live broadcast will be announced on Weibo in the future. And that is, thank you everyone for maintaining me. , I’ve worked hard, I’m really grateful, goodbye, I will close the live broadcast."

On Zheng Dong's side, he just quit the live broadcast room and reposted a Weibo of Xu Luoyang, and then he found the five words "Ye Shanshan Live", "唰" was on Weibo hot search.

This speed is no one.

After he clicked on it, he found fans howling ghosts and wolves. The screenshots and moving pictures were all over the screen, all yelling "Yan Fan", "Hand Control", "Voice Pregnancy", "Talent Control" and "Piano Fan".

Later, I didn’t know what was going on, the style of painting suddenly changed, all of them uniformly brushed "I want to pool the money for the landlord to buy the navy!"

Zheng Dong has to admit that people are more popular than others, and Ye Shanshan is just like God's food and food, not so popular that he will live up to the sky.

However, thinking of this, he began to worry again. Will the young master of the landlord's family quit one day and go straight to become a physicist or pianist?

Just as he imagined what Ye Shanshan would do to persuade him, the phone rang.

"Summer? What's the matter?"

Lin Tianxia didn't talk nonsense, "Mr. Gong wants to see you, now the car is downstairs."

After hearing a word, Zheng Dong's phone almost fell.

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When he was brought into the office and stood in front of Gongyue, Zheng Dong convinced Ye Shanshan. He has experienced strong winds and waves, and he is not someone who has never seen the world, but facing Gongyue, he is the kind of horror, especially horrified.

"Please sit down." Gongyue made a please gesture. Seeing him sitting down, he directly explained the reason for inviting him to come over, "Jingyin told me before that he wants to take the film seriously."

Zheng Dong resisted the urge to wipe sweat, and did not dare to touch the back of the chair while sitting. I was thinking that Ye Shanshan wasn't filming, a flash of inspiration, and I understood what Gongyue meant, "Landlord's house-uh, young master Ye is thinking, serious filming?"

Gongyue nodded, not talking nonsense,

"Do whatever Xing wants to do, you just need to cooperate. All his roles and all related arrangements are chosen by him, and you can't interfere. In addition, if you encounter anything that you cannot solve, Tell me, I will solve it."

After speaking, Gongyue's fingers tapped on the desk lightly, making a dull "boom" sound, as if stuck in Zheng Dong's heart. Just listen to the man with great momentum speak casually,

"Don't impose your ambition on Shining."

Zheng Dong heard the warning in Gongyue's words, his palms were full of cold sweat.

Seeing that Zheng Dong's temples were already wet with sweat, Gongyue handed over another card, "Thanks for your hard work, Xing, please take care of it with all your heart."

When Zheng Dong walked out of the Gongshi Building, he was still dizzy, his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Looking at the extra phone number in the address book, and then at the bank card he was holding, Zheng Dong felt that from now on, he was really tied to Ye Shanshan. If something happens to Ye Shanshan, it must be him who finishes it first.

found an ATM, entered it according to the password written on the card, and checked the balance.

Looking at the string of zeros on the screen, Zheng Dong suddenly felt that he would hit a stick and give him a sweet date. Although this stick made him nervously about to have a heart attack, the sweet date is really too sweet. !

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When Gongyue returned home, Ye Shanshan was squatting in front of a potted plant with a small kettle to water. It may be that he disliked bangs and blocked his eyes. He also took a small rubber band and tied up that bunch of hair.

Hearing Gongyue's footsteps, Ye Shanshan turned his head, and those little fingers as long as the little fingers shook with his movements, "Brother, you are back!"

Handing the small water bottle to the Hawk butler standing next to him, Ye Shanshan walked to the door a few steps, hugged Gongyue's coat that had been taken off, and began to talk again whispered.

"Brother, I finished the class today, very serious, and finished the papers. The accuracy rate is very high. I feel terrified and frightened by myself! I practiced the piano in the afternoon. Oh, by the way, I did a live broadcast. I haven't done it, it feels very fun."

"Yeah." Gongyue nodded. He watched it too. After watching the live broadcast, he went to watch the recording again.

Ye Shanshan lowered his head to Gongyue again and pointed to his hair, "Brother, what do you think of me as a little jerky?" He almost asked for praise.

But Gongyue understood, stretched out his hand and squeezed, "It looks good."

Harvested a shiny smile.

The two walked in and found Ye Shanshan head and heels down behind him. Gongyue suddenly stopped and turned around. Ye Shanshan, who hadn't stopped the car, slammed into Gongyue's arms.

Embracing the person, Gongyue rubbed Ye Shanshan's hair, "Be careful, does it hurt?"

Ye Shanshan held his nose, looked at Gongyue tearfully, and nodded pitifully, "Your chest muscles are too hard!"

The nose is going to be broken, it hurts!

Gongyue stretched out his hand and lifted Ye Shanshan's chin with three fingers and moved closer, "Let me see? It hurts?"

Ye Shanshan's eyes were red, not moving, and a little nervous, "It hurts! How about it?"

"It's okay, it's just a bit red." After taking back his hand, Gongyue also told, "Walking depends on the road."

As he said, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Shanshan's wrist, and said casually, "Let's go, I brought you back cupcakes."

"Really?" Ye Shanshan forgot about the sore nose in a blink of an eye and almost jumped up, "Brother, did you buy it at the corner of the street? What kind of flavor? Ah, brother, you are the best!"

Gongyue let out an "um", and the hand holding Ye Shanshan's wrist moved down an inch. His five fingers were slightly loosened and then tightened instantly, finally holding Ye Shanshan's hand.