What to do if you become famous too fast

He didn't write poetry!

Really not!

This is just an inspirational sentence. What did he do wrong?Why are netizens so excited?Why?Can anyone tell him why?

Wang Huan wanted to cry but had no tears.

Chapter 0667 I'm crazy to cause trouble, right?

Of course, it is impossible for Wang Huan to delete Weibo, even in this lifetime.

Otherwise, what is the face of his majestic master and king of Chinese singers?

He just said a word, and let these netizens die down.And it also made the outraged netizens start to apologize in a low voice.

The Poison King said:

"In addition to "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", I also wrote "Song of Short Sorrow". Are you interested in taking a look?"

The entire network once again fell into deathly silence.

Netizens looked at Wang Huan's words, and every minute they had the urge to take out their knives and hack Wang Huan to death.

It took a long time before the comments started exploding.

"Brother, I'll call you brother, can I be subdued?"

"You won, and everything you said was right."

"And "Song of Short Sorrow"? I don't believe it!"

"Upstairs, I'd rather believe it than believe it. I'm afraid! I'm afraid!"

"There is gold under the man's knees, but today I kowtow to you."

"I'm convinced, Brother Huan, you can do whatever you like. Please don't really come up with "Song of Short Regret."

"Gao Sangou retreats, Brother Huan begs Gao Gao to show you his hand, please let him go..."

Wang Huan laughed when he saw the comments below.Let you have fun!Now you know how good I am, right?

Hmm... But, if you go out in the future, do you have to order a steel helmet?

Yes.

steel helmet.

necessary!

Wang Huan was thinking about the safety of going out in the future when his cell phone rang.

It was Qu Mingfeng's call.

As soon as it was connected, Qu Mingfeng's voice came over: "Stinky boy, hand over "Song of Short Regret"!"

Wang Huan was shocked all over.

shit.

He actually forgot Mr. Qu.

He collected himself, and smiled: "Old Qu, I just said it casually to scare the netizens, do you believe it?"

"letter!"

Qu Mingfeng said without hesitation.

"..."

I can't talk today.

Of course, it was impossible for Wang Huan to hand over "Song of Short Sorrow". Although this poem did exist in the parallel world, it was much inferior to "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", and it was not very famous.It is not appropriate to take it out hastily.

Qu Mingfeng talked for a long time, but Wang Huan, who had been severely beaten by the society, had already been trained to speak impeccably.In the end, Qu Mingfeng had no choice but to say resentfully: "That's fine. I'm calling this time mainly to tell you another matter."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Wang Huan said in surprise.

Qu Mingfeng said: "In three days, you will go to England to attend Prince William's wedding ceremony. This wedding has attracted the attention of the whole world. According to media estimates, there will likely be more than 20 billion people watching Prince William around the world. The live broadcast of the wedding. There are as many as a thousand media broadcasting live, and the influence it will generate will be unprecedented. And you are the only Chinese person invited to the wedding, and you are also the piano accompaniment master at the wedding. Playing, your every move at that time will be related to Huaxia's image. So..."

"So what?"

Wang Huan vaguely knew what Qu Mingfeng would say next, but he still asked subconsciously.

Qu Mingfeng said in a deep voice: "Someone called me today. First of all, congratulations on being invited by the queen. Maybe you think it's nothing, but this matter has extraordinary significance in the world. Secondly, I hope you are attending the prince's wedding. When you are young, you can always pay attention to your every move, don't be arrogant, humble, flattering, or impulsive, do things seriously, and behave frankly. Well... Having said so much, I actually summed it up, I just hope that when you are in England, be honest and don't cause trouble for me."

amount……

Wang Huan said helplessly: "Old Qu, I just played a piano piece in the past, and the score of this piano piece has already been sent to Buckingham Palace, and it has been approved by the Queen. As for other aspects... I ran there all the way, I don’t know the place, I don’t know anyone, I can’t afford to cause trouble. I’m crazy to cause trouble, so you can rest assured that there will be absolutely no problem.”

Qu Mingfeng nodded: "That's true."

Wang Huan: "Of course, if people don't offend me, I won't offend others."

Qu Mingfeng: "Very good."

Wang Huan: "If someone offends me, cut the grass and root out!"

Qu Mingfeng: "???"

……

……

January [-]th.

The weather in Modu is sunny.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Huan received Qiqi who came all the way from Bingcheng at the airport.

Xiao Nizi was wrapped in a white down jacket on her upper body and skinny jeans on her lower body, revealing two slender and straight long legs, revealing her youthful atmosphere.When Wang Huan saw her, she was dragging two huge boxes and hurriedly walking outside.

There are several paparazzi next to him.

It's just that Qi Qi completely ignored them and ran towards Wang Huan with her long legs.

Wang Huan quickly went up to take the box: "Qiqi, why did you take so many things?"