The top brother is going to the draft!

As expected, the hot search went viral.

#项灯疑着泪室# took the first place in the hot search with a small mark of explosive characters, followed by #项烟小号被打#, the topic discussion became popular, as high as 60.00% of the popularity directly dumped the hot search No. [-] Three #xxxannounced marriage news# a street.

——This three-star actress is at the pinnacle of her career, so the sudden announcement of her marriage is naturally a jaw-dropping event.On normal days, it would probably be a hot topic of discussion, but unfortunately, the attention of passers-by has been drawn away by more attractive topics.

Xiang Ran, who has always been aloof and unapproachable, actually has a trumpet—whether this melon is true or not, isn't a simple sentence enough to attract people?

So the actress was also very helpless, and while ordering the team to make way for Xiang Ran, she couldn't help being curious: "Even that one also has a trumpet?"

This is really down to earth!

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Most people are like her, the first reaction is "Xiang Ran also has a trumpet, is it true or not?"

Then the second reaction is: "If it is true, what will be written in his trumpet?"

Curious, heart-scratching curiosity.

At this moment, Zhuang Xiang's eyes are still on the hot search list like countless netizens.

He frowned and squinted and looked again and again, but he still couldn't intuitively see the discussion attitude of netizens from these entries.

Moreover, collapsed house?

Zhuang Xiang tapped on the phone screen with his fingers, the tip of his tongue against the sharp outline of the tiger's teeth.

He hesitated briefly, then poked into the hot search entries to read.

I thought I would see such and such gossip, or such and such accusations from fans, or everyone would be hahaha, but in the end——

Nothing at all.

Zhuang Xiang stared at the small circle in the middle of the screen and turned around on the screen, unable to turn it out for a long time: "..."

The Internet is down?

He was still a little nervous and was a little speechless.

The more he watched, the more bored he was, and after repeated operations to no avail, he quit and tried again. At this time, a blank page popped up with a sentence: [Crash repairing!please wait]

Zhuang thought: "..." Good guy.

It turned out that it wasn't the Internet that crashed, it was Weibo that crashed.

Although it was a bit unexpected, but after careful consideration, it seemed to be expected?

He turned his head to look at Song Yichen who was on the side, and asked, "Can student Xiao Song click into Weibo?"

"...No way." Song Yichen was distressed, "Why did it collapse at this time, blah blah."

What kind of melon is it? He hasn't seen it yet! !

What house collapsed, what size is it small?

Why is the Weibo Bund stuck in this place so well? It must not be intentional.

Song Yichen only felt that he had breath, and it was hanging in his throat, unable to get out or come in.

He sighed.

Especially when he remembered that he had discussed this matter with Zhuang Xiang just yesterday, and said that "it is absolutely impossible to have a trumpet", because then Teacher Xiang would be ruined.

Student Xiao Song: "..."

He should have deciphered his brother's meaning from his speechless expression at that time—hasn't Xiang Ran always been disintegrated?Is it still missing this time?

Classmate Xiao Song: If you don't listen to your brother, you will be at a disadvantage.

Song Yichen rolled around on the bed, wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis, calmed down quickly, and said, "It's normal to collapse."

Zhuang thought: "Huh?"

For a moment, he didn't know whether Song Yichen's words were referring to the collapse of Weibo, or the design of Xiang Ranbeng.

"Beng will collapse!" Song Yichen sat up wrapped in the quilt, his face full of sternness, "Other celebrity Beng people can stay on trending searches for a whole day, but we, Mr. Xiang, have to hang up for two days!"

Zhuang thought: "..."

How did the topic get here?

Moreover, what kind of weird desire to compare...

Song Yichen muttered over there that he really wanted to eat melon, Zhuang Xiangzhi felt sleepy, and lazily covered himself with the quilt: "Sleep, it will be fine when you wake up after sleeping."

Song Yishen cried and said, "I can't sleep."

Zhuang Xiang smashed a pillow and said, "Sleep."

Song Yichen's voice suddenly dropped a few decibels, and said in a low voice, "My brother is so irritable today."

Zhuang thought he hadn't noticed it, and asked doubtfully, "Is there?"

Song Yichen scratched his hair, and fixed his eyes on Zhuang Xiang's expression from afar.

Zhuang wanted to turn his face sideways for him to see.

The half-length hair in smoky blue was hidden a little, and the beautiful dark peach eyes were slightly upturned. It was a face that would not be annoying no matter how you looked at it.

After reading it, Song Yichen said honestly, "Yes."

Zhuang wanted to think for a while, and muttered: "Well, it's really a little bit."

Su Yuan on the side coughed softly, with a weak voice, and said, "After all, it's about Mr. Xiang, brother Er and Mr. Xiang have such a good relationship."

Zhuang wanted to sigh.

Yes, what a worry-free old lady.

Then he sat up and looked at Su Yuan, asking, "Is the cold better?"

Tomorrow is the time for the talent show.

If Su Yuan is in this state, it seems difficult to have a good enough performance in the talent show.

The problem is that the open and secret fight between him and Ming Lan is not over yet, and now if someone loses the upper hand at a moment, it is very likely that he will never be able to get up again.

Su Yuan walked to the table and took a sip of water, then nodded with a smile: "It's much better, I've raised my throat, and it will be fine tomorrow."

Zhuang Xiang nodded and chattered a few words.

Song Yishen: "You look like Teacher Xiang."

Zhuang Xiang was taken aback for a moment: "...Sure enough, he is close to Zhu Zhechi."

After Song Yishen teased him, Zhuang Xiang lowered his head and picked up his phone to continue browsing Weibo.

No matter how many times the blank page was refreshed, it still showed that it was still under maintenance. Zhuang wanted to poke around without giving up. He didn't poke out the Weibo page, but instead poked out a call message.

——From the remarks [Lao Mazi].

Zhuang Xiang blinked and was about to pick it up, but he was hung up before his fingers touched it.

Zhuang thought: "Huh?"

Did you make a typo?

It is not impossible to think about it.

Although Xiang Ran is still on vacation, if something like this happens, he should discuss with his agent and other people in the studio how to solve it.

And now Weibo has also collapsed, and public opinion has not been overly fermented for the time being. This is the time for them to have a good discussion.

Zhuang thought about it, but didn't call back the phone.

It would be bad if it happened to interfere with the old lady's serious business.

After all, even if you are top-notch, you don't want your private affairs to be picked up and used as gossip for netizens.

And at this moment Xiang Ran.

In the empty room, he looked at his mobile phone, rubbed his fingers on his icy head, and frowned coldly: "Did he see it, would he find me annoying?"

Bing Kuo lowered his head, not letting him touch it, and said noblely and coldly, "Meow."

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How do I know about your human beings?

Xiang Ran stared at the phone for a while, picked it up and put it down, put it down and picked it up again, finally lowered his eyes, and didn't make a call.

The so-called top-tier influence is nothing more than this.

Not only did Weibo collapse, but even a platform like Xhuo, which had just listed Xiang Ran's name on the hot search list, immediately collapsed.

Those who didn’t get melons had no place to eat them, and those who got up early and ate a little melons felt tired and difficult even to find a big platform to communicate with others.

Song Yishen was so angry that he screamed, how hard it is for me to eat a melon all the time.

Zhuang Xiang couldn't see that Song Yichen was so anxious, so he neatly picked up his collar and took him to the practice building to continue practicing drums.

When he touched the drum, Song Yishen remembered the sense of urgency that tomorrow is the talent show, so he managed to pull himself together.

Zhuang Xiang had already selected the song yesterday.It is not difficult to say, easy is not easy to say, it is a fast-paced song.As a rapper, Song Yichen's ability to catch beats is naturally very superior. As long as you practice this song more, you should be able to get started quickly.

Song Yichen tapped on the drum according to his memory, and couldn't help being a little distracted: "Hey, I'm worried."

Zhuang Xiang leaned against the wall with his pockets in his pocket, pointed out a small mistake, and finally tilted his head to look at him, and asked curiously: "Do you care about this? Why do I think you don't want to eat or drink now."

Song Yishen always emphasizes that he is a career fan, and as long as Xiang Ran releases a movie, he can continue to be a fan, and he doesn't seem to care much about other things.

But as soon as this hot search broke out, Song Yichen's anxiety was really obvious.

Zhuang Xiang couldn't help but think, even a professional fan is like this, what will happen to other fans in Xiang Ran's fan group?

At this time, Song Yishen: "No, who can bear to be forced to stop halfway through eating melons!! Spicy Chicken Weibo! It's time to change the server."

Anger from the people who eat melons!

Zhuang thought: =_=

Well, he shouldn't use the thinking of a normal fan to ask Xiao Song.

Song Yishen behaved in one way or another yesterday, Zhuang Xiang thought he cared a lot.

The result... caring is caring.

But what he cares about is not the influence of the actor's melon at all, but what the actor's melon is! !

Zhuang thought: Good guy.

Half an hour later, Weibo was finally maintained.

The fans clicked on Weibo as they wished, and they were determined to be the first line of eating their own melons.

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What will Xiang Ran's trumpet look like?Are you really in love?

After they saw the Xiang Ran trumpet Weibo related to the hot search, they immediately clicked in, fearing that the Weibo would collapse again and they would not even be able to eat a melon stalk.

Then, the door to the new world slowly opened to them.

The style of popular Weibo on the homepage is still normal:

[@徐子考, this is too close to my brother [alert.jpg]]

[@盛君, too close to my brother, heck!bother!Far!point! 】

Fans are still hahaha seeing the sense of protecting the calf coming across the screen, saying that this is the inner monologue of the old lady.

Comment area:

[Is this still close? ?Quickly let Yi Xiangtian open the post, our brothers and sisters line is so sweet! ! 】

[Is it alright with ls, now we all stay evenly matched, love each other and kill each other, okay! !Blogger Kang Kangshengzhuang attended!Looking at each other is sugar~~]

What a CP large-scale Amway site.

The fans laughed so stupidly, until they saw Xiang Ran's trumpet reply: [It is recommended to invest directly in both directions]

Fans: ? ? ?

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what is this?

I lick myself? ?