How to turn the tide at a critical moment

That news had a great impact on Wen Wen.

In addition to Wen Wen's heartbroken loss of [-] fans, the number of people scolding him in the comments has also doubled.

"Human scum" also complains all day long in the group: "Who has members! Our group is almost full of people!"

At this time, the lively group immediately quieted down, and no one was the first bird.

"...Do you guys really love black people? No one pays ten yuan a month for membership!"

At this time, someone couldn't help it anymore, "You scum, aren't you the group leader? Why don't you charge?"

"I don't want to use money to measure my dedication to this group." The scum replied.

"...Otherwise we crowdfunding?" someone suggested.

"..."

Wen Wen in front of the computer silently intercepted the conversation and showed it to Xu Hanbai.

"This group has been torn apart under my instigation." Wen Wen told Xu Hanbai.

Xu Hanbai didn't reply for a long time, until Wen Wen came home at night, the computer was playing the game, and the mobile phone was scrolling through Weibo, when a notification sound suddenly sounded, Wen Wen looked down: Your friend Angel has recharged your membership for 10 years.

At the same time, a message popped up in the group: "I made him a member."

The speaker was naturally the devilish "angel" Xu Hanbai.

The old people in the group knew who he was.

"Angel is so kind, so supportive of my husband's dream career."

"Garbage, quickly upgrade the group."

"...my wallet is finally free from the scum!"

......

Wen Wen said to Xu Hanbai: "Do you think this group can exist for ten years?"

Xu Hanbai didn't reply. Wen Wen stared blankly at the name of "Angel" on Xu Hanbai's head, and the gray and white default avatar, and suddenly remembered that this person's tuba had no name at the beginning, just a simple string of account numbers, avatar It is also the default avatar.

It seems that Xu Hanbai never cared about this kind of online account modification that most people are keen on.

Wen Wen remembers that he had a social account for the first time when he was in elementary school. He was so excited that he changed more than ten avatars in one day. The satisfaction in his heart was the same as getting a puppy or a schoolbag that was his own. I felt this thing Since then, I have been hooked on my own image, and I have to choose carefully about the profile picture and name.

Staring at the name and avatar for a long time, Wen Wen felt that Xu Hanbai's reply seemed to be slow recently.

"Didi" just came up with such an idea, and the message reminded: Your friend Angel has recharged your membership for 50 years.

"..."

"This group will always exist." Xu Hanbai finally sent a sentence.

"I know Xu Hanbai, you worked hard to make money just to help them hate me?"

"As long as a person has fans, there will be people who don't like them. Fengyu has a department called Public Opinion Control. There are people who join various groups that oppose artists and regulate their behavior." Members are not simply against members, but against members in good faith.

"Don't tell me so many secrets of yours, too many secrets will shorten my life span." Wen Wen refused kindly.

"I just want to clear my behavior."

"...But, I can't be popular for so long."

"Have you ever been popular?" Xu Hanbai always wanted to hit Wen Wen's self-esteem from time to time.

"...Then I may not survive so long."

Xu Hanbai did not comfort Wen Wen's awareness of his life expectancy: "Speaking of which, you are in poor health, and I even issued you a fitness membership card, which is just across from your radio station, and you can go to work an hour earlier every day to exercise. "

... Let Wen Wen learn from Zhang Yang on weekends, and force himself to go to the gym every morning.

Does Wen Wen still have time to blackmail himself?

After two full weeks, Wen Wen realized that it was not only him who was busy, but also Xu Hanbai.

After all, a person who has been threatened will only feel the happiness of the rest of his life when the person who threatens his life disappears on a daily basis.This kind of happiness creates a false impression of confusion, so that Wen Wen is immersed in the joy of liberating life, and does not pay attention to the changes around him.

The more important reason is that although Xu Hanbai is busy, he still seizes any opportunity to create a sense of presence in his gentle life.

For example, I like to harass Xu Hanbai on Wenwen.com. This Xu Hanbai will not refuse, and will definitely reply every time, even if it takes a little longer.

Another example is fitness. The fitness coach arranged by Xu Hanbai for himself mostly trains his waist. Wen Wen, a fitness rookie, is curious: "How do you know that I want to focus on training abdominal muscles?"

After all, abdominal muscles most directly reflect masculinity.

"Abs?" The coach was confused, "Your friend said that waist training is the key point, because a man's waist is very important, and it is related to the harmony of sex and life."

"..."

Besides, doing a show with Xu Hanbai is a weekly task.

When doing the show now, Wen Wen's only consolation is that Xu Hanbai's words are much more cryptic.

I don't know if the rumors and harm against him on the Internet gave Xu Hanbai a reason to stop.

But Xu Hanbai never did business at a loss, so if he let go of Wen Wen, his hands became less honest.

While talking to Mai several times, Wen Wen felt a hand stretched out behind his waist.

It is very difficult to tear off Xu Hanbai's hand while talking calmly, because if you annoy this plague god, it is not as simple as stretching your hand behind your waist.

With a "hiss—" he was pinched hard on the waist.

Over there, Jiang Junze hurriedly cut the sound, and at the same time took the time to make an eye-catching knife, and Lin Yi also began to issue orders and condemn Wen Wen's work status.

Under a lot of pressure, Wen Wen will definitely compromise with Xu Hanbai.

After pinching Wen Wen honestly, Xu Hanbai continued to be satisfied and continued to caress gently.

During the halftime singing break, Wen Wen was finally able to take out Xu Hanbai's hand that was quickly inserted into his clothes.

Knowing this time, Xu Hanbai still looked at the comments on the screen calmly.

"Xu Hanbai, didn't your mother teach you not to touch other people's things when you go out?" Wen Wen couldn't stand it anymore.

Only then did Xu Hanbai turn his head and shift his gaze to Wen Wen's face: "What?"

Xu Hanbai's expression was so indifferent, the lines of his facial features were cold and graceful, extremely beautiful.

Wen Wen admired Xu Hanbai's pretending: "...your hand."

"My hands are never controlled by my heart when I play the piano." Literary excuse.

"...You want to say that the movements of your hands have always been guided by inspiration and music?"

"Yeah." Xu Hanbai hadn't figured out the words yet, but Wen Wen had already done it for him.

"..."

Every time I meet with Xu Hanbai, it has a great impact on Wen Wen.

The trauma in his heart needs a certain amount of time to recuperate. With his extremely poor observation ability of the surroundings, Wen Wen was basically unaware of Xu Hanbai's busyness.

Until an unexpected encounter became an opportunity to get to know Xu Hanbai.

It was another weekend, because of laziness, after sleeping all day, Wen Wencai and Mr. Zhang made an appointment to arrive at the club at [-]pm.

And Wen Wen was half an hour late.

Zhang Yang was very upset because of this: "What are you doing? Xu Dashen won't let me attend class with you after 9 o'clock."

"Then is he here this time?"

Except that Xu Hanbai forced Wen Wen to listen to him play the qin for a long time when he came here for the first time, Wen Wen had never seen Xu Hanbai here.

The first time Xu Hanbai stayed for a long time before leaving.

"not coming."

"That's fine. This shows that his opinions and suggestions are all invalid at this moment."

"...It seems that Anchor Wen often does this kind of thing." Zhang Yang explained the truth.

"Xu Hanbai and I are both people of equal status, why should there be such a class division where you govern me!"

"Really? I hope that anchor Wen can say this so generously in front of Xu Dashen."

"..."

Two hours of forced make-up lessons are very effective.

Wen Wen had to admit that although Zhang Yang had a bad temper, at least some of the principles of broadcasting and hosting that he had forgotten for a few years had returned.

At 10:30, after Zhang Yang showed off that it only took 10 minutes to return to the dormitory, Wen Wen rode his bicycle to the school gate.

Passing Xu Hanbai downstairs, Wen Wen glanced subconsciously.

At this glance, a car was parked downstairs, the lights were still on, and someone was getting out of the car.

The man staggered as he came down, staggering, looking quite drunk.

Originally, it was normal to see a drunkard on the road late at night, but this person was wearing a baseball uniform, and it was so dark and there was no sun, and he was wearing a hat.

All the features intended to be concealed point to one piece of information: this person is Xu Hanbai.

Seeing that Xu Hanbai seemed so drunk that he couldn't even stand still, Wen Wen stopped the car and walked over: "Xu Hanbai, you don't hold a lot of alcohol and you still get drunk late at night."

When Xu Hanbai heard the voice and looked back, Wen Wen was startled. Through the dim street light, Wen Wen could see Xu Hanbai's red eyes.

Walked in, there was a strong smell of alcohol!

"Can't drink enough? Are you sarcastic?" A voice came from the car, and Wen Wen turned his head to see a middle-aged man with a fat belly sitting in the driver's seat, "It's okay to drink half a dozen beers, the best in the audience!"

"Who are you?" Wen Wen used the simple method of judging people by their appearance, and judged that the person sitting inside was not a good person.

"Me? I'm Xu Hanbai's manager." The fat-bellied man was triumphant.

"Do you think I haven't met his manager?" Wen Wen became more vigilant.

The man with fat intestines and oil belly listened carefully and smiled: "Hey, it's Wen Wen's anchor? I thought it was some little classmate and fan! Just kidding, I'm his friend!"

As he was talking, Xu Hanbai swayed to the side twice, as if his two long legs didn't have the strength to support his body, so he could only hold on to the car.

Wen Wen walked over, endured the smell of alcohol on his body, put Xu Hanbai's hand on his shoulder, and helped Xu Hanbai, "Friend? Xu Hanbai has such a bad drinker and you made him so drunk...... Why don't you come down and give me a hand? I'm about to die!"

"I'm Xu Hanbai's friend and not your friend, why should I help you?" He said and laughed, "...just kidding, just kidding, anchor Wen, it's not that I don't help, Xu Hanbai has a weird personality, just tonight , so many handsome men and beauties, those who approached him were frightened away by his eyes, everyone who could stay within one meter of him... Just now when I got into my car, how many lovely and pitiful little girls wanted to help him up Don't even touch it, let alone me!"

Wen Wen seems to have heard Wen Xun say that Xu Hanbai doesn't like too close contact with others, but for some reason Wen Wen doesn't want to explain, he doesn't seem to notice it.

"Look at the swollen thing on my hand, it's the one who was bumped while helping him just now... I think you should let him go upstairs by himself for your own safety, just watch it."

After saying that, Xu Hanbai's hand holding the car window also rested on Wen Wen's body, as if he was holding Wen Wen in his arms.

"...Oh, pretend I didn't say it." The middle-aged man was slapped in the face as soon as he said it.

Xu Hanbai glanced at the people in the car, seemed not very happy, and murmured in Wen Wen's ear in a daze: "...Who is that fat man...You, you and him said so What are you doing? Do you like him?"