celebrity effect

The entire office of Qianxing Information fell into an inexplicable state of madness, not only Qianxing, but also the whole of Beijing, the whole of the north, and the whole of China, and all the entertainment and information offices were like this.

The sound of clacking and tapping on the keyboard was like rapid raindrops, mixed with humming and low-pitched conversations, and a thick thundercloud formed over the office.

"Pay Yan Fei, hurry up, hand in Yan Fei's draft." The editor-in-chief stood in the aisle next to the rows of workstations with a notebook in his hand, and gave orders in an orderly manner, "Is Liu Yuliang's draft finished? He's moved up two places, come on, we don't have a chance to do the scoop, but we can't take the last train."

"Is there any Reuters picture of Chen Keyan, from the left angle?"

"Is there any picture of Xia Chen's life? This one won't work, the pores are gone."

"The gossip said that something happened to Yang Yuntian, did you hear the news?"

"Pai Yanfei's agent said he was willing to pay [-] yuan to suppress the draft. What do you think, Editor Chen?"

"I think it's useful, ask the boss." Editor-in-Chief Chen was so busy that he wanted to transform into an octopus, "What does the boss say?"

"No, [-]? How about sending the beggar?" The boss Huo Jianbin leaned against the door frame and said, "So busy? I'll treat everyone to lamb chops at noon."

"Thank you boss!"

"The boss is mighty."

It was the first time for Shao Zhixing to see such a scene of multi-thread cooperation. When he was an investigative reporter, he only had to drag a thread to the end, and it was always a one-man battle from beginning to end.Even if someone provides help during the process, it is only to accompany a short journey, and he still has to go to the end alone.

"What are you in a daze for? Have you finished writing your manuscript?" Jin Su has a broad body and is sweating from the heat. He is white and fat, like a steamed bun that has just been boiled.

"Immediately." Shao Zhixing typed the last line, opened the cloud disk and selected pictures, "Have you finished Ning Weiran's manuscript?"

"I finished writing it long ago. I posted it yesterday. You don't pay attention to me at all." Jin Su rubbed her face and covered her heart exaggeratedly, "I'm so sad."

"Oh... sorry, I forgot." Shao Zhixing said guiltily, he really didn't pay attention to Jin Su these two days.Seeing Xing Yang on Friday, the two had sex once. After Xing Yang left, he didn't contact him very much, and he didn't mention going out together on weekends. He didn't know what he was busy with.

"There's something wrong with you these days, you don't talk much." Jin Su said, "Although you didn't talk much before, you haven't talked so little. What happened?"

"It's nothing." Shao Zhixing said, "Maybe it's a little boring."

"It's not boring to talk about someone." Jin Su said, "My girlfriend makes trouble with me every day, and I get scared after work."

"No one." Shao Zhixing said, "No one wants me."

"No one wants you to be so handsome? I don't believe it." Jin Su said, "I think your vision is too high, no one will look down on you."

"You two, what are you talking about?" The editor-in-chief knocked on the table, "Hurry up and get to work."

"I know." Jin Su said, "When will the working class stand up?"

Shao Zhixing held back his laughter, and the editor-in-chief tapped Jin Su on the shoulder: "Do you want to go to the street to beg for food?"

Jin Su shrank her shoulders, not daring to speak.

Busy until nine o'clock in the evening, Shao Zhixing closed his laptop, stood up and put on his coat, and asked Jin Su, "Let's go?"

"We are not going together, you go first." Jin Su said, "I'm still close."

"Oh." Shao Zhixing picked up his backpack, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Jin Su said.

Shao Zhi went downstairs, and there was a fat ginger cat squatting by the door.Seeing Shao Zhixing, the cat shook its ears, and lazily paced to Shao Zhixing's feet, rubbing against his calf.

The cold wind howled outside, and some light snow fell sparsely in the afternoon, leaving only white powder when the wind blew.The bare tree branches reflected a not-so-good outline on the ground, which was somewhat hideous.

Shao Zhixing squatted down and stroked the cat's tail, from the head to the tip of the tail.He felt empty and couldn't find an iota of fun.The constant hustle has drained his energy, and now he is like a cell phone with a dying battery.Raising his hand and rubbing his aching temple, Shao Zhixing stood up and stepped out of the company with his bag on his back.

You have to face it, and go on alone.

He was facing the cold wind, his stomach was empty, and he didn't want to eat alone, so he took out his mobile phone and sent Xing Yang a WeChat message [Are you done? 】

[Xing Yang: Outside. 】

In the cold weather of March [-]th, Beijing is like a big icehouse.

Shao Zhixing ran a few steps and rushed into the subway station, his fingers could hardly hold the phone.

[Xing Yang: What, miss me? 】

The words rushed to his face as a familiar joke, and Shao Zhixing stood on the escalator and typed seriously [I want to have dinner with you. 】

[Xing Yang: Not today, I'm not in the company. 】

Shao Zhixing slumped his shoulders in frustration [Okay. 】

At the same time, Xing Yang was driving.The car screen is connected to the mobile phone via Bluetooth, so you don't miss any news.He glanced at the screen, abruptly read out the pitiful taste from the word "Okay", Xing Yang chuckled unconsciously, moved his finger from the steering wheel to the screen and clicked on the voice call.

Shao Zhixing answered the phone in a hurry: "Hello?"

"How's your day today?" Xing Yang's voice was smiling, gentle and soft, with a bit of naughtiness, like warm boiled water with salt.

"Busy." Shao Zhixing said, his voice muffled, "very busy, I'm so sleepy."

"You're busy and I'm busy too." Xing Yang said, "Eat whatever you want, and go back to your little den to sleep."

"I'm eating alone." With a long ending, Shao Zhixing stepped into the subway car, "I don't know what to eat."

"How about I turn on the phone, you eat, I'll listen." Xing Yang said, "Roasted cold noodles, I want to eat roasted cold noodles."

"Listen to me, isn't it good to eat?" Shao Zhixing said honestly, "You go and buy some roasted cold noodles, and we can eat together."

"It's so silly to eat together over the phone." Xing Yang said.

"Where are you, I'll go find you." Shao Zhixing held the handle ring.

"You can't go where I go." Xing Yang said, "I won't send you an exclusive report."

"You'll get half of the exclusive bonus." Shao Zhixing said.

"I want both." Xing Yang said carelessly.

Shao Zhixing closed his eyes, thinking to himself why he had to find trouble for himself when he was free.

Xing Yang laughed happily, the laughter was like a fluffy dog's tail grass, scratching at the tip of Shao Zhixing's heart.

"Don't be angry." Xing Yang said, "Are you free on the weekend? I'll take you to the exhibition."

"What exhibition are you seeing?" Shao Zhixing asked.

"Some interesting gadgets, go to 798." Xing Yang said, "Have you ever been to 798?"

"No." Shao Zhixing said, "What is that, a bar?"

"That place is called 798 Art District." Xing Yang said, "There are individual small shops inside, selling creative ornaments or holding art exhibitions and film exhibitions."

"Sounds good." Shao Zhixing said, "but it's so cold outside."

It is really cold to go to 798 in such a cold day, Xing Yang said: "Then let's go play video games?"

"Okay." Shao Zhixing said, "I can hold dolls."

"Really." Xing Yang praised perfunctorily, "It's amazing."

Shao Zhixing heard the other party's perfunctory, moved his feet and followed the crowd to get out of the car and change lines, and said, "Are you going to hang up?"

"You just died. I'm living a good life." Xing Yang said angrily.

"...Did I say you were going to hang up?" Shao Zhixing explained in a good-tempered manner.

"I'm almost at my destination, how about you?" Xing Yang asked.

"I'll switch to Line [-]." Shao Zhixing said, "If it's inconvenient for you, just hang up the phone."

"I'm busy these days, if you don't have anyone to talk to, just send me a WeChat message, I'll read it when I'm free." Xing Yang said, he didn't realize how gentle and soft his tone was, "My little girl. "

"I'm not a little girl." Shao Zhixing retorted, and then responded to Xing Yang's previous instruction, "Okay."

Xing Yang squinted his eyes and smiled. If Shao Zhixing stood in front of him, he would definitely kiss Shao Zhixing until he couldn't breathe.

"I hung up the phone." Xing Yang said.

"Hmm." Shao Zhixing said reluctantly.

"Say goodbye to me." Xing Yang said.

"Goodbye." Shao Zhixing stood in the subway car, pulling the ring with one hand.

Xing Yang said, "Kiss me."

"..." Shao Zhixing looked left and right, there were crowded people around, everyone looked down at their mobile phones, no one noticed what he was doing.So he lowered his head, buried his face in his elbows, exposed the tips of his blushing ears, and put his mouth close to the microphone at the bottom of the phone, whispering, "Chirp."

Xing Yang only felt that his heart had been hit. He pulled over to the side of the car, feeling a little overwhelmed, and managed to maintain a comfortable voice: "Good boy, see you on the weekend."

"See you on the weekend." Shao Zhixing said.

Putting down the phone, Xing Yang took a picture of the steering wheel, and the white Prado let out a long beep