exploded

It's seven o'clock in the morning Beijing time.

Bo Yijian who was lying on the bed just opened his eyes.

His slightly blank eyes slid across the white walls of the bedroom, and landed on the floor-to-ceiling windows facing the bed, and saw two little birds hiding in the aloe potted plants behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, pecking at the thick leaves of the aloe.

...You know that my flowers have been ruined by something!

Such a sentence came out of Bo Yijian's still not sober mind, and immediately, following the notification tone, it landed on the mobile phone next to the bed.

He stretched out his hand, groped, held the phone in his hand, and squinted at the message prompt.

A WeChat message from Gao Yi.

What made Gao Yi send a message at this time?

The legal working time is nine o'clock.

Forget it, it shouldn't be a big deal, let's look back...

Bo Yijian made a decision.

His hand holding the phone slowly drooped, his eyes slowly closed, and at the moment when the person on the bed was about to fall asleep again, his phone vibrated again, and another message broke in.

Bo Yijian: "..."

He opened his eyes again.

He looked at his phone again.

He found another wechat message, this time it was Yao Liming.

These two WeChat messages are like a switch.

Next, Ren Xin, who had just worked together, sent a message, Wen Zai and Guo Changxin, who had always had a good relationship, sent messages, and some other people who were not too familiar also sent messages.

Bo Yijian was a little confused by the news that came out one after another.

what happened today?

What is World Work Day?

Otherwise, why did everyone make an appointment to send him a message early?

With some doubts and a little prudence, he slid open the phone lock and opened WeChat. Judging from the message sent by Gao Yi...

A photo jumped out of the phone screen.

It was the photo of him teaching Yu Shengwei to paint.

The photo was taken from the side of him and Yu Shengwei. In addition to the two people, half of the drawing board was also included.

But now, words have been added to the photo, and the drawing board has been deleted, and replaced with a TV material.

The overall style is P-picture style, silly and cheap, Bo Yijian laughed out loud when he saw it, and almost reflexively replied with a silly and cheap emoticon.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he controlled his hand, regained his sanity, looked at the expression pack that appeared on the screen, and thought about Gao Yi's intention:

Did the other party send him this P photo; or did he want to P the photo like this, asking him what he thinks; or using this P photo, asking if he has time at night?

His fingers wandered around on the keyboard, he just typed two characters, and then deleted them all.

Because he suddenly remembered that Gao Yi was not the only one who sent messages to him.

There are still news about Yao Liming, Ren Xin, Wenzai Guo Changxin, etc. waiting for him to see.

He closed Gao Yi's dialog box, opened someone else's dialog box, and saw——

Illustration.

Illustration.

Illustration.

It's all pictures.

They were all pictures of him and Yu Shengwei.

It's all silly and mean pictures of him and Yu Shengwei with different words on the P.

Every time he looked at a picture, Bo Yijian couldn't help laughing.

All of a sudden, the bedroom is full of cheerful atmosphere.

But his daily laughter is definitely not so low. This time, the main thing is, watching himself and his acquaintances being the protagonists being P&P, can be silly, cheap, sweet, cute, evil, charming and crazy, with a ever-changing little prince Same, really funny...

After finally reading all the pictures sent by everyone, Bo Yijian quietly and secretly collected a few really interesting pictures, but no one replied, and he went back to the beginning to ask Gao Yi: "What's going on?"

As soon as the words were sent out, the phone vibrated suddenly, and Gao Yi called!

Bo Yijian answered the phone.

Gao Yi: "Did you see the emoticon pack?"

Gao Yi: "This point is too accurate!"

Gao Yi: "In just one night, the emoji package invaded the folders of the target group. Now everyone is using this emoji package and looking at photos of you and Yu Shengwei. This wave is absolutely, absolutely stable! "

Bo Yijian had to interrupt the excited people: "Don't get excited, tell me what happened first, what happened during the ten or so hours I slept, why did the world wake up when I woke up? Everything has changed..."

Gao Yi calmed down for a while, and answered Bo Yijian: "Take a small account, go to Weibo to check it out, it was fermented from Weibo."

Bo Yijian got up from the bed.

He was not in a hurry, first brushed his teeth, rinsed his mouth, and made himself a quick breakfast, then picked up his phone again during the meal break, and continued talking to Gao Yi: "Weibo is very big, you let me Where do I watch Weibo?"

Originally waiting patiently, Gao Yi, who was ready to explain everything, was speechless when he heard this sentence, and said with emotion: "Oh, boss, sometimes I feel that you are about to enter old age ahead of schedule, let alone middle age. It's..."

Bo Yijian was not happy this time.

He said: "Come on, take out my award-winning photo, face the photo, and repeat what you just said."

Still afraid of you?

Gao Yi chuckled, and repeated coldly: "Let's not talk about middle age, I'm almost old."

Bo Yijian: "Then take out your salary slip and repeat it to your salary slip."

Gao Yi: "My boss is handsome, unrestrained, suave, youthful, graceful, youthful, blue-faced, youthful and carefree—"

After two gags, Bo Yijian ate his breakfast, stopped joking, and asked again: "Where should I start watching?"

Gao Yi is also a Buddha, how can he not be a Buddha to such a boss?He explained it carefully, and calmly forgot that this was his first Weibo science popularization and explanation to Bo Yijian: "Look at the trending search first, and now this picture is still on the trending search, the tag is #白禹合照#, you You can see a lot when you click in. Then..."

Gao Yi originally wanted to talk about Square and Chaohua with Bo Yijian, but after thinking about it, a hot search has already said so many times, and talking about Square and Chaohua, can Bo Yijian really remember it?

In fact, the other party's memory is not bad at all. After reading a book of tens of thousands of lines three times, he can memorize half of them. How could it be possible that he can't figure out how to do something about Weibo?

In the final analysis, this guy didn't bother to pay attention at all, and deleted his memory directly after listening to it!

Bo Yijian waited, but he didn't wait for the other party's next words, he wondered, "Then?"

Gao Yi: "There is no more, boss, you basically know everything after reading the TAG."

Bo Yijian understood this time.

He said "I'll go and have a look", hung up the phone, opened Weibo, and sure enough found the tag of #白香合照# under the trending search, he clicked on it again, and the page jumped again.

In the next second, a photo of him and Yu Shengwei popped up.

It was sent by a marketing account in the entertainment industry.

Simple two words with a picture.

Reuters [graph]

Bo Yijian paid attention to the reposts and comments.

Reposted more than 15.

Eighty thousand comments?

Bo Yijian was drinking juice and almost choked.

He took out the napkin and pressed the corner of his mouth, carefully checked the time when this Weibo was posted, it was nine o'clock last night.In other words, in less than 10 hours from now, at least 15 people have seen and forwarded this Weibo?

He felt a little unbelievable.

He has also heard something about the number of retweets and comments on Weibo. For example, an account repeatedly retweets and comments, reposts hundreds of thousands of comments, and collects data.

So Bo Yijian couldn't help but click on the detailed retweet numbers on Weibo, and carefully browsed for a while, intending to find those accounts that were retweeted repeatedly to confirm his guess.

But he flipped and flipped, flipped, and flipped until his fingers were about to cramp, and he didn't see the account reposting a lot of data.

What he saw the most was that one account was transferred three times.

That's still a chatterbox, and the three retweets were written extremely densely.

Bo Yijian: "..."

Is this 15 data true?

Bo Yijian was a little shocked.

He has always recognized Yu Shengwei's popularity, but this time he realized that maybe he hasn't correctly realized how popular Yu Shengwei is...

He couldn't help but click on this Weibo again, and carefully read the hot comments and tweets.

The top three hot reviews:

"I'm Yuyu, I'm Teacher Bo, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"The old mother wept slowly, as if she had married her son."

"This picture makes me jump back and forth among girlfriend fans and old mother fans."

Hot transfer top three:

"Symptoms: coma. Diagnosed cause: Excessive sugar."

"I TM exploded into fireworks woo woo woo, it's so fucking sweet!!!"

"Isn't this too happy???!!! Tell me that everything is not a dream and there is no time to wake up!"

...seems to be quite interesting.

Bo Yijian couldn't bear it anymore, and turned down.

After the hot comments, Yu Shengwei's fans occupied half of the sky. Regardless of forwarding and commenting, most of them were for Yu Shengwei's fancy confession and expectations for the next issue of "Dreamer".At the same time, Bo Yijian was also surprised to find that the remaining half was actually a confession to himself, which seemed quite sincere, which was a bit surprising.

He continued to scroll down.

This time, the ecology of re-evaluation seems to have changed a little bit.

Because such remarks began to appear in reposts and comments:

"Handshake, handshake!"

"Shoulders, shoulders!"

"Hugs hugs!"

"The eyes are sugary and the same frame is going to bed. This is an old man, this life is consummated!"

Bo Yijian: "..."

He continued to watch.

I found that this group of ecological people seems to think that he is ambiguous when he holds Yu Shengwei's hand, and he is ambiguous when he puts Yu Shengwei's shoulder. In fact, there is no clothes attached, it is just a gesture of refusal and welcome.

All in all, every corner of the entire photo is filled with the irritating smell of hormones, which has overflowed the screen and attacked the audience behind the screen.

Bo Yijian couldn't help laughing.

How can such an ordinary photo really produce so many ambiguities?