Let's cheer up the entertainment industry

When he went in and found that it was his official website, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at the soaring forwarding volume, and couldn't help laughing.

It seems that there are quite a few people who have been recruited, so he simply added fire.

So, in the middle of the night, Qi Hao retweeted: "It's good to eat."

Sure enough, within a short while, the reply was full of mourning.

Qi Hao: 1234567

Star dye: □□ ten ding skin

Qi Hao: What's the trouble? This is my cell phone number, remember it well, don't tell anyone.

Xingran: Are you kidding, male god.

Qi Hao: Just call and try.

Xingran picked up the phone dubiously, pressed the dial, and then he heard a magnetic male voice say, "This is definitely not Qihao's phone."

Xingran: "..."

Ten seconds later.

Cell phone ring tone: "Well, this is Qihao's cell phone."

20 seconds later.

Cell phone ring tone: "It seems that you really want to find me."

Xingran: "Male god?"

Cell phone ring tone: "Then wait another 30 seconds."

Xingran silently hung up the phone.

Ever since he found out that Xingran was his fan leader and focused on making all kinds of emoticons for male gods, Qihao has been disturbed by an inexplicable thought—he desperately wants to know that Xingran’s phone screensaver is his The photos are still emoticons!

Qi Hao looked around while shaking his legs, Xingran clearly said that he would come for acupuncture and massage today.

An hour later, Xingran saw the male god whose face was darker than carbon.

"Why did you come so early," he clapped his hands, "I see, to hide from the paparazzi, right?"

Qi Hao snorted coldly and asked, "Why did you come here?"

Xingran didn't know, so: "Last time I waited for two hours, this time I definitely won't come so early, I'm not a fool."

The "fool" male god who was hit by an arrow in the knee froze: "You're right, I'm here too."

"Really?" Xingran asked casually.

Qi Hao puffed out his chest guiltily: "Of course."

Xingran smiled: "But you can finally see a doctor first."

Qi Hao: "..." He didn't come for acupuncture.

Qi Hao stretched out his hand: "Give me your mobile phone."

Based on the principle of "everything the male god says is right", Xingran obediently turned it in.

Qi Hao took the phone, first hummed triumphantly, then smashed it angrily.

As for his fans, the screen saver is actually another star!

Xingran picked up the phone distressedly: "I just changed it."

Qi Hao said coldly: "Explain."

Xingran was puzzled.

Qi Hao managed to utter a few more words: "The screensaver is not me."

Xingran blushed, touched her nose, and said, "I can't help it, I'm like this when I like someone. If someone asks why you are the screen saver, I will be shy."

Qi Hao covered his mouth.

Xingran: "...Your laughter is so loud, you can't stop it."

Qi Hao managed to hold back his laughter, and waved to him: "Come here."

Xingran: "Are you finished laughing?"

Qi Hao: "...I'm done laughing."

Xingran walked over and was caught on the phone. He was startled and squeezed tightly.

Xingran: "Don't fall!"

Qi Hao: "I won't fall, just let go."

Xingran hesitated for two seconds, and decided to believe in the male god again.

Qi Hao grabbed his hand, and put his thumb on the unlock button as if gesturing.

Xingran's ears burned quickly, and he shook hands with the male god, shaking hands!

Qi Hao raised his eyes and smiled: "Look at your joy."

He turned on the selfie on his phone and saw two identical smirks.

Qi Hao: "..."

Xingran: "What's wrong, male god?"

Qi Hao stretched out two fingers, pressed the corners of his raised lips, and turned on the camera again.

"Don't be shy if you like me, I'll take a group photo of you as a screensaver."

Xingran was sucked into the vortex of happiness in an instant: "Fan benefits?"

Qi Hao coughed twice: "That's right... Come on, Eggplant."

After smirking, the two compared the identical scissorhands again.

Xingran turned her face to the side, looking at the handsome face of the male god, she couldn't hold back the surge in her heart anymore.

- Crack!

Qi Hao felt moist for a moment, touched his cheek, and was completely stunned.

"I'm guilty, I'm a pervert," Xing Ran immediately lowered his head, "I'm used to licking the screen, I can't control myself."

Qi Hao rolled his eyes, and saw the photo of his stolen kiss on his phone.

Qi Hao: "I confiscated the photo as evidence of a crime."

Xingran: "Huh?"

Chapter 27

27.

That night, Qi Hao had a phone call with his best friend.

Qi Hao: "I feel like I might be a pervert too. I was kissed by a fan, but I didn't beat him up."

Friend: "Are the fans pretty?"

Qi Hao: "It's pretty cute."

Friend: "Lolita?"

Qi Hao: "Young boy."

The friend was silent for a while: "Then you are a pervert."

Qi Hao wailed.

Friend: "Wait, what do you mean by 'also'?"

— beep beep.

The phone hangs up.

Friends: "..."

Xingran: Is the male god black?

Qi Hao: Open.

As soon as Xingran took a screenshot of the game icon, he received a bunch of video links.

"Qi Hao's Fifty Ugly Moments"

"The Unknown Side of Qi Hao"

"Record of Qi Hao Playing Big Names"

Star dye: ...

Qi Hao: Is it dark enough?

Xingran: God, even if you are self-deprecating, you are perfect in my heart.

After he typed this sentence, Qihao didn't reply for a long time.

Xingran thought to himself, did he make the male god unhappy, should he cooperate with the male god to blackmail him against his will?

At the moment when Xingran was very tangled, Qi Hao sent a message back.

——I know you love me so much, but I think it's better for you to be reserved.

Xingran: Huh?Male god, you didn't say that before, you said that I gave you no room for improvement.

Qi Hao: At that time, I thought you were an ordinary fan.

Xingran: Isn't it normal now?

Qi Hao: Ordinary fans can only lick their screens, not their faces.

This time it was Xingran's turn to stop talking. He blushed, put his hands on the keyboard, and took a long time to type out a line.

——The male god's face is salty.

Qi Hao looked at it, bit his mouth in displeasure, and said that he was perfect, but now he thinks he has sweat on his face.

However, it didn't take long for him to laugh foolishly again.

The latest message said:

But my heart is sweet.

Qi Hao: Give me your home address.

Xingran: Huh?

Qi Hao: You have given up your shame and flattered you so blatantly, I have to show you something and send you an autographed photo.

Xingran cheered and reported the address and zip code, and silently prayed that the express delivery would be better, but he didn't expect that the express delivery would be able to deliver it the next day.

The star aura that cannot be concealed by baseball caps, sunglasses, and masks is shining in Xingran's home.

Qi Hao glanced around and saw that the house was less than fifty square meters. Although the sparrow was small and well-equipped, it was well tidied up.

"You live by yourself?"

Xingran sat down on the sofa in an orderly manner and said "yes".

Qi Hao smiled and said, "Isn't it too late for you to start getting nervous now?"

Xingran shook her head: "The male god personally sent me a signed photo. I was so happy that I didn't know what to do."

Qi Hao nodded his chin in distress: "This level is stupid, what should you do next."

Xingran tilted her head in doubt: "Next?"

Qi Hao rubbed his cheek with reddish ears: "I have to get back the good thing you did last time."

Xingran frowned and thought for a moment, then knocked his head suddenly, and handed over a hard drive respectfully.

"The emoticons are all here," he said tragically. "There is no other backup."

Qi Hao: "..."

The national male god Qi Hao has found a new way to blackmail himself. Whether he is posting on Weibo or chatting, he uses his own emoticons without repeating them.

Fans screamed that the male god's high-cold personality collapsed, and at the same time, they were deeply poisoned and were so cute that they didn't want it.

Qi Hao was very puzzled, why he had self-destructed his image, and the number of zombie fans was still only increasing.

He asked the agent: "Did you buy me fans again?"

Agent: "Master, it's been five years since I bought you a fan last time, okay?"

Qi Hao: "So you bought it?"

Agent: "...buying powder is worse than buying milk powder."

Qi Hao relayed the entire conversation to Xing Ran.

Qi Hao: "Does he mean to buy it or not?"

Xingran: "Male god, you are so cute, okay?"

Qi Haojun blushed: "In broad daylight, be reserved."

Xingran thought this was very familiar.

"Male god, do you like shy and reserved people?"

Qi Hao choked. When he said "yes", wouldn't he be attacking Xing Ran who had always been bold in his confession, and saying "no" seemed to be responding to his intentions in disguise.

Finally, he coughed twice and said vaguely, "It depends."

Xingran asked: "Male god, can I stay and visit the class?"

Qi Hao thought in his heart that he would not look at the situation at all, and everyone knew that Sima Zhao had a heart.

"No, the scene will be cleared later to prevent the stills from being leaked."

Xingran said "Oh" in a low voice: "Then I'm leaving."

"and many more."

Star ran back.

Qi Hao pouted awkwardly.

"mwah."

Xingran slowly pursed her mouth in front of the mirror: ok.

Too bad, he thought, it was still a shame.

Dulling until his mouth became stiff, Xingran rubbed his face, changed his clothes, drove to the acupuncture shop, sat in the waiting room and opened the video sent to him by the male god.

"Qi Hao's Fifty Ugly Moments"

——This up master needs to see an ophthalmologist, the male god is 360 degrees and has no dead ends.

"The Unknown Side of Qi Hao"

——Gibberish, the least known side of the male god is clearly contrasting cuteness.

"Record of Qi Hao Playing Big Names"

——The male god didn't let him visit the class, so how could he play a big game.

He was engrossed in watching, and the little girl next to him moved over at some point.

"Do you hate Qihao too?" The little girl looked excited to find the organization,