Sweet entertainment circle

Huo Xiao's eyes stopped on the picture of Jiugongge for a long time before he returned the phone to Anxi, and then clicked on the search bar of Weibo, and quickly typed a few times under the keyboard with his slender fingers, "I You're so fat" appeared in the search bar.

After clicking the search symbol, a blogger with this ID number will appear in the first column.

Huo Xiao opened the blogger's homepage without hesitation, and the latest Weibo was distributed at [-]:[-] this morning.

I'm so fat to you: Tell everyone a sad news, my little brother has received a letter of admission to the university, and tomorrow will be the last time he sells cakes [Crying JPG].

This Weibo is very routine, and there are no attractive pictures, but the number after the retweet symbol shows 1221. For a food blogger with only [-] fans, this Weibo has been posted for less than seven hours. The retweets are astonishing.

Huo Xiao frowned slightly, and dragged the cursor to turn Weibo to the screenshot that he just saw. The computer screen is large, and even if you don't click on those pictures separately, you can still see them clearly.

At a glance, it is undeniable that these photos are handled very well, not inferior to the latest season's product promotion pictures released on the official blog of Aitianshuo.

Huo Xiao sneered, this was probably entrusted by a new pheasant dessert shop in the market, and the purpose was to promote these pheasant brand dessert shops.

Tsk tsk, but this kind of publicity strategy is good. Combining gourmet food with beauties is indeed more delicious. For the next season's new product promotion, he can ask the advertising department to go to Yunyou Entertainment to borrow popular idols.

In order to verify his conjecture, Huo Xiao was going to click on the comment area to see how sacred this pheasant brand is.

The reason why I went to the comment area to find the real body of this pheasant brand is also because of the current advertising routine. Advertisements are like psoriasis. Too many of them are disgusting, so many bloggers who do promotion recommend something Generally, the purchase address will not be written in the text.

Those who are interested will naturally take the initiative to consult, and those who are not interested will just read it as a daily item, and will not feel the discomfort of being sold to Amway again.

However, for popular bloggers with tens of thousands of fans, there are too many private messages to accept, and many of them will take the initiative to put the store name and address in the comments.

After Huo Xiao clicked the mouse, what caught his eyes was not the overwhelming comments, but the last picture in the nine-square grid - a single photo, which he clicked by mistake.

The person in the photo is standing beside a dilapidated tricycle, with his head tilted slightly, he looks very young, his lips are slightly pursed, and his facial features are very delicate. I don’t know if he was nervous when taking pictures, or because he was exposed to the sun at that time , the cheeks are a little red, and the skin looks fairer.

Compared with those pastry pictures that make people want to eat, the composition of this single photo is much simpler, and there is no trace of modification. It is obviously all thanks to him to not be overwhelmed by a pile of delicacies The beauty of the age of natural beauty.

Huo Xiao's body trembled, and he stared at the picture for a long time, then raised his right hand and rested his index finger on the eyebrow of the person in the picture.

For some reason, when his eyes met the man in the photo, some strange scenes suddenly flashed in his mind, familiar but felt very... absurd.

It was a very lively market. The boy in the coarse linen clothes was kicked to the ground by some bullies, and the two bamboo baskets beside him were also taken over. Colorful pastries all rolled around.

One of the round cakes rolled very far, and finally stopped in front of a stern man in brocade clothes.

The man bent down and picked up the pastry, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, finally wiped off the dust on the pastry, put it to his mouth and took a bite...

The people around didn't know when the man made the attack. When they realized it, the bullies who were punching and kicking the bakery boy were lying on the ground and howling.

The young man was beaten bruised and swollen, and his clothes were covered with dust, but his eyes were still clear.

After staring at him for a while, the man finally stretched out his hand to him who was lying on the ground, "You made a good cake, would you like to come with me?"

The screen stopped abruptly.

Isn't it ridiculous?

The scenes that suddenly flashed in my mind, whether it was the surrounding buildings or the clothes of the people inside, were not what this era looked like, but they were no different from the markets in those costume dramas.

However, Huo Xiao is sure and certain that he has never been a guest star in any costume drama, and he has never seen the boy in the photo.

However, that scene only flashed in his mind, and when he wanted to see the faces of the man and the boy clearly in that scene, the memory became a blurred shadow again.

Huo Xiao doesn't like this kind of things that are beyond his control, especially this kind of things that he can't grasp at all.

Tsk, young man, you have successfully aroused the interest of this young master!

Huo Xiao quit the picture, and clicked on the comment section below again.

The comments on this Weibo have changed a lot. The hot comments at the top are no longer a group of face-mongers who are yelling at He Ming's photo, but are more talking about the pastry in the picture.

Yanyan is an emperor: he originally went for his little brother's face, but in the end he was bribed by his pastries.

I'm too busy eating to talk: Come on, stop me, my stomach is about to explode.

You don't look delicious: there will be no more desserts in the world, only my little brother's cakes.

Big Big Wolf's Red Wolf: Mom never has to worry about spending money on love sweets.

The No. 10086 Sao Fox in the canyon: Upstairs [-], under my leadership, my mother finally threw away the VIP card of Ai Tian Shuo. Since then, our mother and daughter finally have common hobbies.

……

Huo Xiao rummaged for about 5 minutes, and finally found the blogger's own comment among a bunch of comments.

I'm so fat to you: Since there are too many people who have privately messaged my address, I can't reply, so here is a unified explanation:

This Weibo is not an advertisement for any dessert shop, it is really just my daily routine. There is no shop to buy the pastry in the picture, but the little brother in the photo sells it on a tricycle.In addition, I asked everyone clearly yesterday that my little brother set up a stall at the ice and snow queen's cold drink shop on Macau Street in Qingshui Town at [-] o'clock every day.

Ps: Foodies from out of town don’t go there. Recently, my little brother’s business has exploded, and many locals can’t get in the queue. I haven’t bought a lemon cake for two days.

Seeing this, Huo Xiao quit the comment, paused, and suddenly remembered something, clicked on the last single photo again, and saved it.

When the phone rang, Huo Mingzhu was licking the crumbs from her fingers in front of the empty small refrigerator. She didn't care whether the pastries she bought from He Ming's house would be bad or not, so she ate them for 23 days, and finally they were empty.

She was a little depressed now and didn't want to answer the phone, but the caller was so patient that she reluctantly picked up the phone, but when she saw the caller ID, her eyes lit up instantly.

"Crooked, second nephew, have you arrived in Qingshui Town yet?"

On the phone side, when Huo Xiao heard this address, his face turned ugly again, "No."

"Then why are you calling me now? No... why haven't you arrived yet? Aren't you worried that I will go today?"

Huo Xiao pursed his lips, "I want to ask you something before I go."

"what's up?"

"You log in to WeChat, and I'll send you a photo. You can see if this person is the one you want me to find."

The author has something to say: He Ming: I suspect that His Highness has forgotten me.

Huo Mingzhu: Don't doubt it, he doesn't know you at all, how can he remember you.

Huo Xiao: This young master is someone who has drunk Mengpo soup.