Ten years of netizens turned out to be the national sister

The official Weibo account registered by Hetang Entertainment to Xiaoyu has reached 100 million fans.

As a pure composer, Xiaoyu, who has never sung any songs in the true sense, can have 100 million fans, which can be said to be pretty good.

After all, most people only pay attention to the song itself and the original singer.

Thinking of this, Su Qingyu suddenly realized that he seemed to have never logged into the official Weibo account given to him by the company.

He logged out of his account, and then logged in to Xiaoyu's account registered by the company. In the next moment, countless messages popped up, which had already broken through 999+.

Su Qingyu quickly turned on the Do Not Disturb message.

Many fans of Ye Qingyu sent him private messages, most of them thanked him for writing two good songs for Ye Qingyu, and also thanked him for saving Ye Qingyu's concert.

[Xiao Yu, I would like to say thank you on behalf of my sister. ]

[Join the younger sister's support group, thank Brother Xiaoyu for everything he has done for his younger sister, from now on you will be our forever friend of the younger sister's support group. ]

[Mr. Xiaoyu, I am a fan of Lin Yi, thank you for writing songs for my brother. ]

Su Qingyu suddenly found that Ye Zi's fans are all cute, although there are still a few of Lin Yi's fans.

In addition, there are a considerable number of private letters reminding songs.

Xiaoyu's production must be a high-quality product. Fans are already looking forward to what Xiaoyu's next song will be.

During this period of time, Xiaoyu's fans have established their own fan groups and Weibo Chaochao, but they have not been able to contact Xiaoyu himself.

An inexplicable sense of guilt surged in Su Qingyu's heart.

Sorry fans, I'm from the mountains, I don't play Weibo.

As for the next song.

Su Qingyu is not in a hurry, after all, until today, he has only made a full debut in a month.

Four songs a month is pretty fast.

Su Qingyu continued to browse Weibo, and then swiped into the account of the national sister Ye Qingyu.

Xiaoyu's official account now only follows one person.

Hawthorn Moon Entertainment official account...

Don't think about it, this must be Zhao Ya's own login attention.

Su Qingyu clicked a follow on Ye Zi, and following that option instantly turned into mutual follow.

It turned out that Ye Zi had paid attention to him a long time ago.

Su Qingyu looked at the column below again, it was the people he might know who appeared after paying attention to Ye Zi just now.

Ai Wenjun has 1000 million fans.

Ye Mingjie has [-] fans.

Um?What the hell is twenty thousand?

Afterwards, Su Qingyu understood that Ye Zi's father was not an insider after all, he could only be regarded as the president of a company. In short, he was a rich man who didn't get much attention.

More importantly, the relationship between Ye Mingjie and Ai Wenjun is basically not known to many people.

If Su Qingyu didn't know that Ai Wenjun was Ye Zi's mother at the last concert, Ye Zi took the initiative to tell him that Ye Mingjie was her father, he would not have known that Ye Zi's parents were so powerful.

He directly paid attention to these two people.

The next moment, Su Qingyu was stunned.

Ye Mingjie...pay attention to each other.

Ai Wenjun...pay attention to each other.

"Fuck."

It must be the last time I wrote a song for Ye Zi, and then her parents paid attention to it.

Alexander...

After scrolling through Weibo for a while, Su Qingyu fell asleep.

……

"Cough cough cough."

Waking up again, Su Qingyu was awakened by the sharp pain in his chest.

"it hurts."

As the sky was getting brighter, he clutched his chest, and found that there was a dry ball of blood beside the pillow, which should have flowed from his mouth when he was sleeping last night.

Su Qingyu recalled that a few days ago, he was hit in the chest by a football. At that time, he went to the bathroom to check and found that there was nothing wrong, so he didn't care.

But no accident, it should be an accident now.

He hurriedly called Dr. Qi.

After the call was connected, Dr. Qi seemed to have stayed up all night, his voice was weak, and he asked, "Who is that?"

"Hi Doctor Qi, I'm Xiao Su."

"Xiao Su? Oh, I remembered, the patients in Rongcheng, aren't there still a few days before the second surgery?"

"No, it's like this..."

Doctor Qi on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment after listening, and asked, "How long ago?"

"Three or four days."

"Three or four days? At that time, your chest was subjected to an external impact, and some lesions should have occurred. Now the lesions should be over... You should go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination right now, and then give me the results of the examination."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Su Qingyu got dressed.

Outside, Wang Xiaomeng had already arrived at the villa. Today is the knockout round of the spokesperson selection contest. 16 contestants will choose the final spokesperson today, so she and Ye Zi woke up early and are already packing their things and preparing to go to the scene.

Su Qingyu hid the bloody pillow.

Although he feels that this matter should not be concealed, at least he cannot say it today, because today is related to whether Ye Zi can become the national spokesperson of KPL.

Even if it is said, it will have to wait for Ye Zi to become the spokesperson.

Thinking of this, Su Qingyu resisted the severe pain in his chest, opened the door of his room, and came to the living room.

"Brother Su, why did you wake up so early today?"

Ye Zi was wearing beautiful clothes and carrying a bag, and ran over happily.

"You're about to compete, I'm so nervous I can't sleep."

Su Qingyu touched Ye Zi's head and smiled.

"Don't worry, Brother Su, I will definitely win the endorsement qualification this time."

After speaking, Ye Zi glanced at Su Qingyu again.

She felt that Brother Su was a little different today.

But she couldn't tell what was different.

"What do you think?"

Su Qingyu flicked her forehead and said with a smile.

"Brother Su..."

"Ok?"

"When I come back from the game, let's go to Lao Han's house to eat hot pot to celebrate."

"it is good."

Chapter 75 Unexpected visitor

Watching Wang Xiaomeng drive Ye Zi away from the villa, Su Qingyu also started to take a taxi at the entrance of the community.

But soon, he found that he couldn't get a taxi.

In the morning rush hour, you still need to queue up to take a taxi. He is now in the No. 80 queue, and he has to wait for more than an hour.

Su Qingyu resolutely gave up taking a taxi and went straight to the nearest bus stop nearby.

After struggling for a long time, he squeezed into the bus.

At this time, there were no seats on the bus, shoulders were rubbing against each other, people were basically crowded, and Su Qingyu didn't know where to grab his hands.

He looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled seat, and found that it was an old lady sitting there.

It will take at least half an hour to get to the hospital from here, but his chest pain is already unbearable.

"Excuse me, let me borrow it."

Su Qingyu said weakly to the people next to him.

Finally squeezed to the edge of the seat for the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled, he said to the aunt embarrassingly: "Auntie...I'm not feeling well...Can you let me sit for a while?"

The aunt glanced at Su Qingyu sideways, and said in a strange way: "You young man, are you embarrassed? You can see clearly, this is the old, weak, sick and disabled seat. At my age, you ask me to give up my seat for you?"

This aunt looks like she is only in her 40s, and she is not old, weak, sick or disabled at all. Su Qingyu knows that she is making trouble for no reason, but he really has no choice.

The office worker standing next to him saw Su Qingyu's pale face, and said for him: "You are old, weak, sick, and disabled. I think you are alive and well. Look at this young man's uncomfortable appearance. Why don't you give up your seat?" gone?"

"I won't give up my seat. Is it reasonable for me to give up my seat at such an old age?"

As soon as the aunt closed her eyes, she ignored anyone and went to sleep directly in her seat.

At this time, a shy voice came from the corner, saying, "That... you can sit here with me."

Su Qingyu heard the reputation and looked around, only to find that it was a young girl.

The girl also wore a tattered hairpin on her head.

The people around consciously gave way to Su Qingyu.

After sitting on the seat, Su Qingyu said to the girl: "Thank you..."

"you are welcome."

The girl who was grateful by Su Qingyu blushed a little.

She knew Su Qingyu.

That day at the entrance of the shopping mall, Su Qingyu and Ye Qingyu helped her when she was scolded by the leader for distributing leaflets in a puppet costume.

Although Ye Qingyu was wearing a wig and glasses at the time, she recognized Ye Qingyu at a glance.

Because she is a fan of Ye Qingyu and a classmate of Ye Qingyu, she has already engraved Ye Qingyu's appearance deeply in her mind.

She is Gao Ying, and she came out today to work part-time.

She came to Rongyi from the village, and her family conditions could not support her to study art, so as long as there were no classes, she would come out to work part-time.

People on the bus came and went, Gao Ying arrived at the stop where she was going to get off.

But at this moment, she found that Su Qingyu was leaning on the seat with his head up and his eyes closed.

Is he asleep?

Gao Ying looked at Su Qingyu's pale face, and was a little worried. She struggled for a while, but didn't get out of the car.

The whole journey of the bus took two hours, until the terminal, only Su Qingyu, her, and the driver were left on the bus.

Gao Ying pushed Su Qingyu, and said cautiously, "That... it's the terminal."

Su Qingyu woke up.

He didn't fall asleep just now, but passed out from the pain.

He looked at the girl in front of him and asked in confusion, "The terminal?"

"Correct."

Hearing this, Su Qingyu was in a daze.

He left home at eight o'clock, and it is ten o'clock now.

And the terminal is in the suburbs, farther away from the No. [-] Hospital.