The host, she slag the whole book villain

Chapter 585 The Host Is God's Broker (19)

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This year's New Year's Eve was very lively. Fans of Shuang Jiang and others invited a dragon and lion team in the border town. From the east side of the pedestrian street to the west side, they even set up a stage and invited the theater troupe to sing auspicious plays.

In the past, the stage was full of street dance and rap, but today, it was the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the songs sung were of course Chinese.

Many young people gathered around the stage curiously, excitedly taking pictures with their mobile phones. Seeing this, the older elders around them couldn't help but tell them about their childhood:
"Theatrical troupes are rare now. When we were young, during festivals, the village would invite theatrical troupes to sing operas, and buy a bunch of rice flower balls, so we can have fun all night!"

"Hey, the taste of the New Year is really weak now. I didn't expect this year to be so lively. It's much more lively than that Christmas!"

"This is the taste of the new year. Look at how deserted it was in the past. If you ask me, our Spring Festival Eve should be like this!"

"That's right, it should be more lively than the foreign devil's festival. Look at the lion dance and the dragon dance and the performance on this stage, which one is better than those Christmas apples!"

Standing under the stage, New Year's Eve listened to the voices of people in his ears, closed his eyes, and seemed to have returned to the oldest hundred years ago.

How long has it been since he had such a grand birthday?
Can't remember anymore.

"Is it very emotional?"

Su also spoke very inappropriately.

New Year's Eve couldn't help laughing:
"Anthracene, I still want to cry."

"Hypocritical."

Su also unceremoniously rolled his eyes and said.

Taking a deep breath, he turned his body sideways on New Year's Eve, his eyes looking at Su Ye were extraordinarily bright and serious:

"Thank you."

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After New Year's Eve, the next day, the editor-in-chief of the magazine called Su Ye to tell the final sales of the photo:
850 sheets.

Her tone was agitated, but Su was also very calm.

After the New Year's Eve, people from the studio came one after another, and Su also started the next plan, but at this moment, Han Yi told her the bad news:

Christmas and peace, as well as some western gods of solar terms, intentionally imitated the route of Shuang Jiang and others, and have already established a studio.

Han Yi said as he turned on the phone and showed Su Ye the official blog of the other party.

As a god of solar terms, no matter whether he is from the east or the west, his face is impeccable.

The western gods of solar terms are mainly about peace and Christmas. The two have a gentle male god route and the most popular little milk dog route. In just a few days, they have attracted many fans.

Su also watched the video posted by the official blog. It was Christmas when he was making a cake, but the cream got on his face, and then Ping An gently wiped off the cream on his face, and naturally wiped off the cream on his fingertips. Finally, the video ends , Christmas holding a cake to the screen:

"To my girlfriends."

The content of the whole video is actually very empty, and it deliberately sells rot, but the two of them have good looks, which caused screams in the comment area.

After reading it, Su also threw the phone back to Han Yi:
"Have you ever seen a collapsed person?"

Han Yi didn't understand what she meant.

"Personal design is like acting, but we live outside the play."

Su also spoke.

From the first time she saw Ping An and Christmas, she knew that the relationship between these two solar term gods was not very good.

For example, in this video, no matter how gentle Ping An is, she can tell that he hates Christmas.

Therefore, she doesn't care much about Ping An and Christmas intentionally imitating the route she arranged for Shuang Jiang and others. She just looks forward to the reaction of their fans after the collapse of the two people's characters.

(End of this chapter)