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    Chapter 27 Hype

    If the fighter in the mobile phone is a Nokia, then the lethality of the copycat is by no means worse than it. Si Miao's nose was sore and sore, and under the soreness, he did not forget to use it to infer the situation ——

    Why does Ji Dongdong praise him for his good singing?

    Because he watched the live broadcast.

    What will he see when he watches the live broadcast?

    In addition to singing, which is a bonus, he will also see Si someone who eats instant noodles, takes off his shoes and climbs trees and rolls on the ground.

    What will he think when he sees this?

    What else can I think, I'm not laughing, or I'm crying stupidly by him.

    Si Miao: "..."

    God, is there any way to live?

    Si Miao covered her face, wanting to cry without tears. She lowered her head like an ostrich and stuck her head in the sleeping bag. Halfway through, she remembered that it was live streaming.

    If Ji Dongdong hadn't slept, he was watching him in front of the screen.

    A kind of numbness poured into the limbs from the brain, Si Miao's whole body seemed to be transformed into a wooden man, no part could move, and he lay rigidly.

    After more than ten minutes of being a wooden man, Si Miao suddenly remembered that there is no camera where he and Song Yang are!

    ...Sure enough, less sleep affects IQ.

    He finally returned to a normal human state, picked up his mobile phone, and prepared to return Ji Dongdong's WeChat first.

    Xiao Si: [Ji Dongdong, did you watch the live broadcast of "Cohabitation" [happy]]

    Unexpectedly, it has been more than ten minutes since the last Wechat, and Ji Dongdong can still reply in seconds with a good temper.

    Over the winter: [Hmm. 】

    Xiao Si: [Why do you think of watching this? This show is so-so, it’s just for entertaining guests, it’s not interesting! 】

    Xiao Si: [The stalk is very old-fashioned, and the task is very rustic! 】

    Xiao Si: [The number of guests is not large, there is no such thing as an actor, a queen, a gold medal host! 】

    Xiao Si: [If you have time to watch this, it is better to watch other interesting variety shows! 】

    Xiao Si:【Mushroom head rolls.jpg】

    Ji Yuedong was sitting in the study, the laptop and desktop computer on the table were both turned on, and the mobile phone was beeping non-stop on the left hand side. The frequency was so high that he thought for a while that the buzzer was broken.

    He put down the file in his hand, read the news that kept popping up from the beginning to the end, raised his eyebrows stimulated by the exclamation mark at the end of each sentence, and tapped slowly with his knuckled fingers.

    Over the winter: [I find it quite interesting. 】

    After sending this sentence, he imagined in his mind almost instantly that when the other party saw this reply, his ears were red from head to tail.

    So it was extremely rare to have some bad taste, and Ji Yuedong added, [You can open it occasionally and take a look at it as a pastime when you are bored]

    Si Miao: [...Okay], as long as you are happy.

    Si Miao turned back into a wooden man again.

    When he got up in the morning and entered the recording area, Si Miao felt that Ji Yuedong was watching him.

    Washing his face felt that Ji Yuedong was looking at him, morning exercise felt that Ji Yuedong was looking at him, and now he was eating, he also felt that Ji Yuedong was looking at him.

    Song Yang came over with his rice bowl, "Brother Si, what's wrong with your mouth?"

    Si Miao: "Huh? It's nothing."

    "Then why is it so strange, the chewing action looks very stiff, as if..." Song Yang searched his stomach, "It's like a rabbit, Xiao Si, have you ever seen a rabbit eating, three petals? The kind of mouth, when chewing with the mouth closed, the cheeks will move very stiffly..."

    "...Don't talk about the lamb." Si Miao looked at Song Yang coldly. Wouldn't it be okay if I didn't eat it.

    "The task will be released in ten minutes. All guests, please gather in the small square."

    Si Miao put down their jobs. At this time, the voice of the chief director came from the walkie-talkie between the two of them. It happened that they had almost eaten, so they dragged to the small square mentioned by the director.

    The small square is an open space without trees. The guests who live close to each other have already arrived, and Si Miao and the others are the last to arrive.

    "Today's task is very simple," the director gestured to the assistant to distribute the props, "picking mushrooms, whatever mushrooms are picked, what mushrooms you will eat at noon."

    All the guests: "..."

    There is really nothing to describe this show group that is down-to-earth and dedicated to helping guests lose weight.

    There is only one word "dog" left.

    After the task was released, each guest got the only prop - a bamboo basket, which Si Miao subconsciously slung on his arm.

    Seeing that Meimeida Qu Zixi was holding the handle of the basket with both hands, she hurriedly changed it to a single-handed basket.

    So throughout the whole day, Si Miao held the frame with one hand, straightened his upper body when he squatted down, resolutely did not pout his butt, and walked very steadily.

    The audience, including the program crew, were wondering what his girlishness was like, and he was quite happy when he was carrying a small bamboo basket.

    So in the later stage, the master had an idea, took a picture of him standing there quietly, and manually put on the little red skirt and little cloak... The little prince suddenly became Little Red Riding Hood.

    In this session, other guests were not less photographed. The program team sorted out these pictures and posted a set of nine grids on the official Weibo. Fans from various fans poured into the official Weibo to forward it, and the topic square was lively and peaceful.

    Different from the good momentum of "Cohabitation", Si Miao's fans have been working on anti-black today, and they are not in the mood to lick the new photos of idols.

    Yesterday, Si Miao Zhiding's lawyer's letter attracted a wave of fans, but for some reason, sunspots also got in.

    Heizi didn't say anything else, he held on to the "lawyer's letter to hype the eyeballs", and then several big V posted a blog together, exposing that Si Miao's transformation from "the little prince" to "favorite fan" was a protracted hype. the truth.

    Which team planned this hype and how much it cost, they all said it seriously, as if they saw it with their own eyes.

    Just in time to catch up with Si Miao's popularity now, these remarks have been turned around for several rounds, and many fans even believed it to be true and took Guan Si Miao in anger.

    Zhou Jiayan hasn't been very busy recently. When he's bored, he likes his boss Miao to make a round of Weibo. It's incredible to see this. After cutting a small number of sunspots with the fans, he called Si Miao angrily.

    "...That's what happened." Zhou Jiayan explained the current situation in one breath.

    "Wait a minute, I'll take a look." Si Miao opened Weibo, he didn't read those bad remarks, he only looked at his followers, which was tens of thousands less than last time.

    "You see, Xiaosi," Zhou Jiayan slapped his thigh angrily, "This must be someone who is jealous of you, who bought a marketing account and poured dirty water on you, but I couldn't find any black spots after searching for a long time, so I can only use you to hype it up. Xiao Si, tell me how many people in this entertainment industry don’t hype? Who doesn’t hype? What if there is hype? Besides, you don’t have the money to hype…”

    "Brother Yan," Si Miao's head hurts from his words. "It's useless to explain this. You know I don't have the money to hype it, but fans don't know. The tens of thousands of fans lost is the best proof."

    "Speaking of which, these fans are quite unreliable. If they say they are fans, they will be fans, and they will leave. Can't they open their eyes and look carefully at the truth?"

    Si Miao: "Don't say that, Brother Yan, isn't there a lot of fans left behind? If they can leave, it shows that their love for me is not firm enough."

    He glanced at the camera in the distance, "Stop talking, Brother Yan, hang up first."

    "Hey, Bai Bai."

    After hanging up the phone, with his back to the camera, the curvature of the corner of Si Miao's mouth was lowered.

    Zhou Jiayan is right, as a small flutter with no works, the big Vs don't bother to bother to black him. It is indeed very suspicious for them to do so.

    It's not necessarily because he was jealous, he hasn't reached that height yet, there may be other reasons.

    Regarding the situation of being hacked, Si Miao has nothing to do with it. Just like a female star who is passed on and raised every day, the more you clarify things, the more netizens think you have a problem.

    It is estimated that Zhou Jiayan did not ask him what to do next, which is also the reason. When encountering Heizi, you can only endure it, can't help clarifying it, and when you can't bear it, you can throw a slanderous lawyer's letter in the past to scare the other party.

    But it's just to scare and frighten, because at this stage, the people who want to be black have already been black, and the popularity has dropped a lot, and the artists can only choose to swallow their voices.

    There is no way, there are a few who are in the entertainment industry who have no scandals, and there are still a lot of actors and actresses.

    Si Miao could only comfort herself, "It doesn't matter, Xiao Si, someone blackmails you with a rhythm, which means that someone is still paying attention to you.

    The show was still being recorded, the glory of his teammates, he couldn't leave for so long, he hurried back to continue picking mushrooms.

    Not only to complete the tasks on his own side, but among these people who are indifferent to each other, Si Miao also plays the role of technical guidance.

    "Ozawa, put it down! That's dog urine, not mushrooms."

    "Zixi! If you want to open up, you lost the poisonous mushroom, we can't bear you!"

    "Xiaoxiao, what did you put in the basket...what? Flammulina? Isn't Flammulina wild?"

    "Brother Lan..."

    Si Miao looked at this group for a while, and at that group for a while. After an afternoon passed, he finally pulled everyone to complete the task.

    After terribly eating a terrifying mushroom meal, sitting on a big rock, he opened Weibo again.

    In just three or four hours, the events fermented faster and faster. Except for Heizi and Big V, a large number of sailors began to go off the field and forward the rhythm.

    Seeing this extremely standardized operation process, Si Miao can now basically be sure that he is really blocking the way of others and has been hacked by people who are interested in spending a lot of money.

    From the time he entered the industry to the present, no matter how noble he is, he definitely deserves the words "clear conscience".

    After all, this is the first time have encountered such a thing. Si Miao can pretend to be okay on the surface, but the bottom of his eyes is like a layer of ice, and there is no trace of temperature in his eyes.

    The night wind blew his face, blowing the bangs scattered on his forehead, Si Miao raised his hand, trying to press them down.

    The phone in my pocket rang.

    Seeing the caller's number, Si Miao got up and left the big stone, looking for a place far away from the camera, "Hello, Ji Dongdong?"

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