celebrity effect

"Ye Shuangqi tweeted at three o'clock, why are you still lying here?" Fan Shanshan kicked Xing Yang's chair.

The chair equipped with the workstation can be tilted back 135 degrees to form a huge obtuse angle, which can be napped like a recliner.Xing Yang covered Fan Shanshan's blanket and wore a blindfold, and muttered uncomfortably: "I've got it all done, don't bother me."

"You're too lazy." Fan Shanshan said disgusted, but reached out to help him tuck the blanket, "Aren't you worried?"

"Don't worry." Xing Yang covered his head with a blanket, refusing all interruptions.

The gossip broadcast that lasted for a week was not true, but it was blown up by those jackal-like media people to be true.In the beginning, it was Ye Shuangqi's secret marriage and childbirth, until Ye Shuangqi married a wealthy family in a low-key way, and until Ye Shuangqi's mistress was in the top position, all of them were made up so magically that it was as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

Xing Yang waited quietly until Qianxing News issued a report "Ye Shuangqi's Hidden Marriage?"The real hammer is coming! 》, he was holding his mobile phone for a long time, like a fox who finally caught a chicken.

At exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Shuangqi posted on Weibo [Ye Shuangqi V: I have disappointed everyone, this is my little nephew. 】

"Why is there only one sentence?" Fan Shanshan woke up Xing Yang.

"...I just dreamed that I won 500 million, you pay me!" Xing Yang took off the blindfold and looked at Fan Shanshan with half-closed eyes, "Because I only wrote one sentence."

"Is one sentence enough?" Fan Shanshan asked worriedly, "I thought you had prepared a page explaining who her brother is, why her little nephew was raised by her side, etc."

"That's what Yuji should do." Xing Yang said, "I'm a publicist, and what I do is to make people guess my intentions, not to tell others stories." He slowly sat up and turned the back of the chair Straighten up, and said while folding the blanket, "She posted this sentence, and of course Yuji dug her story, and broke the news of Ye Shuangqi's brother's experience from a third perspective. The audience can't help but sigh, Oh, the goddess is so pitiful, the goddess is so good Be responsible, I want to be a fan goddess for the rest of my life. The third perspective increases the credibility, and by the way helps reporters and friends to drive a wave of traffic, let’s share the cake of traffic.”

Fan Shanshan was stunned for a while, and after listening to the analysis, she nodded repeatedly: "Awesome."

"It's nothing, I thought of it on the spur of the moment." Xing Yang said, he picked up the empty cup, "Shall we go to the tea room?"

"Go." Fan Shanshan picked up the cup and walked side by side with Xing Yang, "Why don't you sleep every night?"

"I don't know, I've been having nightmares these past two days." Xing Yang said, "It's quite annoying."

Compared with Xing Yang's troubles of nightmares, Shao Zhixing's troubles are more realistic.

He sat in front of the table, looked at Ye Shuangqi's new Weibo, and hammered the table hard.Yawning in fright, Jin Su swallowed her yawn back: "What, what's wrong?"

Shao Zhixing didn't speak, he tapped on the keyboard, his fingers almost knocked out phantoms, browsing the latest topic discussions at a glance, there were sighs, curses, questions, and chaos.

Feeling that the car was going to overturn, Shao Zhixing waited until six o'clock in the afternoon.From five o'clock onwards, well-informed reporters picked up one after another that Ye Shuangqi had a brother who was studying in the United States. After her brother was shot and died in divorce, Ye Shuangqi took her little nephew to her side to raise her.

A guess emerged in Shao Zhixing's mind, it was a conspiracy.

This is a game against all Yuji.

I don't know what the other entertainment reporters think, anyway, Shao Zhixing fell into it sullenly.Although he was cautious, he couldn't walk by the river without getting his shoes wet, and the timing of getting his shoes wet was really unfortunate, as it happened to be at the stall where he was about to be promoted.

As if a basin of cold water was pouring down his head, Shao Zhixing sat blankly in front of the computer, his face expressionless, his eyes as black as ink.

"Xiao Shao, are you off work?" Jin Su said.

One sentence awakened Shao Zhixing, and he responded awkwardly: "Get off work." He stood up, packed his backpack, and walked out of the office alone.

"Hey? Why didn't you wait for me?" Jin Su watched Shao Zhi walk out of the office in wonder.

Shao Zhixing's mind floated to the entrance of the subway station, and he stood in front of the subway map for a long time, shrinking his shoulders.

After severing contact with Xing Yang, his life was like a dream, in a trance, confused, and unreal.He is doing a job that is sensational and has no practical significance but he has to earn living expenses. In such a bad life, the only person he can feel warm and beautiful is standing on the opposite side of him.

Shao Zhixing knows that his character is completely opposite to Xing Yang's. He is clingy, while Xing Yang is unrestrained; he doesn't like parting, and Xing Yang can say goodbye easily; he believes in the truth, and Xing Yang is the creator of lies.

They were clearly in opposite directions, but they were lying on the same bed and doing all the intimate things.

That in itself is an incredible thing.

Xing Yang and Shao Zhixing, Shao Zhixing and Xing Yang, no matter how you look at it, they should be incompatible enemies, opponents who draw their swords.

However, Xing Yang once sat in the white Prado, with a gentle smile in his eyes, watching Shao Zhixing rub the head of an orange cat.

Xing Yang would considerately buy a tube of bruise plaster for him to rub on his back, Xing Yang would kiss him to help him escape the security guards, and Xing Yang would tease him that he was too poor to afford a condom and then squeezed into the bed to watch movies with him.

The man with dark green eyes stood across a dining table and said firmly to him [you are the most, most, most, the most, the most, the person I have ever seen, born for reporters].

Shao Zhixing looked at the crowd surging in the corridor of the subway station, he felt lonely.There seemed to be a violin playing faintly. He carefully confirmed the source of the music. It turned out to be an unconscious interpretation in his mind, mixed with the pumping sound of the heart, forming a funny symphony.

He was going to find Xing Yang, rushing up to beat him up, it was better than tossing and turning sad in his heart.

Shao Zhixing turned around and waited in front of the subway gate in the other direction. He was going to meet the smiling bastard with green eyes.

The bastard who was being nagged was in a very good mood. He even hummed the tune of Zhu Bajie reciting his wife all afternoon.

Ding Qianxue asked: "What happened?"

Xing Yang shook his head and refused to answer, Fan Shanshan said angrily: "Ghost knows, maybe my brain is broken."

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the clouds were thick and the thunder was billowing.

Fan Shanshan asked: "It looks like it's going to rain, have you brought an umbrella?"

"I'm driving today." Xing Yang said, "The umbrella is in the car, do you have an umbrella?"

"No." Fan Shanshan said.

"Oh." Xing Yang said.

Fan Shanshan's eyes widened: "Shouldn't you say lend me an umbrella?"

"A lollipop for an umbrella." Xing Yang stretched out his hand.

"Stingy." Fan Shanshan gave him a Coca-flavored lollipop, and Xing Yang took out an umbrella from the cabinet like magic, "I have another one, here you are."

"... Childish." Fan Shanshan took the umbrella, "Thank you."

Xing Yang whistled, kicked the floor with his right foot, and the swivel chair slid to the French window, and he lay on the glass and looked down.Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, and the color of the road changed from light to dark after a while, the treetops shook slightly, and the birds hid under the eaves and did not dare to make a sound.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil." Xing Yang sighed.

"Yes." Fan Shanshan stood beside Xing Yang holding a teacup, "There are 5 minutes to get off work."

"I don't work overtime today, what about you?" Xing Yang asked.

"I have to work overtime for a while, and the report is missing a conclusion." Fan Shanshan said.

"Then hurry up and do your homework." Xing Yang said.

"No hurry, I'll take a break." Fan Shanshan took a sip of tea.

The two watched the rain quietly for a while, Xing Yang glanced down at the phone screen, and slowly moved back to his work station: "Shut down the phone, and you will get your salary for one day."

"Why are you leaving so early? You're alone when you go back." Fan Shanshan said.

"You are not alone." Xing Yang said.

"That's why I work overtime." Fan Shanshan said, she handed the empty glass to Xing Yang, "Help my sister get a glass of water."

Xing Yang put down his teacup, took out a can of Coke from the cabinet, opened it and put it on Fan Shanshan's right hand: "Sister, drink Coke to refresh yourself."

"Whatever." Fan Shanshan was inspired, staring at the screen and typing on the keyboard intently, and had no time to talk to Xing Yang.

Seeing that Fan Shanshan was silent, Xing Yang wisely shut up, took his coat and left the office, stood at the elevator entrance and pressed the down button.

During rush hours, the elevators were full, and Xing Yang squeezed carefully into a corner of the car, with his hands in his pockets and his eyes glazed over, waiting for the number of floors to drop to B1.

Stepping out of the elevator door, Xing Yang took out the lollipop he cheated from Fan Shanshan from his pocket, peeled off the wrapper and put it in his mouth.

Walking forward with a lollipop in his mouth, Xing Yang followed his memory to find the parking space where he parked the Prado in the morning. He turned a corner and met a familiar person.

Shao Zhixing held a burning cigarette between his fingers, and the blue smoke curled up, while Xing Yang held a lollipop in his mouth, with a surprised expression.

For a while, the slick Xing Yang also lost his tongue. He was stunned for a while and asked, "Where did you learn to smoke?"