Rebirth of the Blue Fox Demon

The online voting ends at [-]:[-] pm on the seventh day. Chu Ciben has already prepared the quasi-book of losing the competition, but he never expected to usher in a turning point because of a Weibo post by He Wanglan. With the help of a large number of birds of paradise , successfully reversed the situation of the war.

However, Ye Qingfang's supporters followed closely behind as if they dared not lose. It's really unpredictable, and I can only see the hearts of the people in front of the computer beating like drums.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the hands on the clock turned methodically, slowly approaching midnight.

Seeing that the hour and minute hands were about to meet at the number 12, Zhang Xiaotian and others couldn't help but hold their breath. Shao Jingrong hilariously held her heart, looking like she was about to faint at any moment. As for Chu Ci, he was not far away On the sofa on the sofa, I carefully read the books on acting.

"Overtake him, overtake him quickly!" The crowd murmured in low voices, worshiping Buddha and Jesus nervously.

The clock struck midnight, the number bar also stopped moving, and an unusual silence spread in the office.

Chu Ci put down the book, tried to stabilize his voice, and asked, "How is it?" Even though he knew Zhang Wenchang's temperament and thought he had the initiative, he couldn't help feeling nervous at this moment.

Shao Jingrong said blankly: "2516729, did we win?"

As soon as the voice fell, a group of people cheered and stood up. The atmosphere was very hot, and it lasted for 3 minutes before gradually quieting down.

Although it was late, everyone was very excited. Several staff members who had a good relationship with Chu Ci laughed and joked, "Now that I have won, does Brother Chu want to treat you?"

Chu Ci quickly walked over to look at the screen, seeing the number "2515879" next to Ye Qing's name, he was secretly relieved, wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and smiled brightly: "It should be, I invite everyone to go Supper at Jufulou."

Everyone laughed and said, "Thank you, Brother Chu."

The dishes in Jufulou are moderately priced and taste good, which suits Chuci's current status. The group eats comfortably and has fun. When Chuci left, he packed two servings of rock sugar Sydney osmanthus paste.

When she returned to the villa, He Wanglan leaned on the edge of the sofa, slid her body to the floor, and lay there in a shapeless state, seemingly asleep.

Chu Ci walked over, removed the document covering his face, and subconsciously glanced at it: "Watch spokesperson?"

He Wanglan rubbed her eyes, sat up straight, glanced at the time, and then asked, "Why are you back so late?"

Putting the documents on the table, Chuci took off his coat and said with a smile: "I'm happy to win the game. It just so happened that Xiaotian and the others were arguing for a treat, so we went to eat something together."

"Win?" He Wanglan murmured in a daze, and after a while she muttered dissatisfiedly, "Then you should invite me to dinner."

"I knew you would say that." Chu Ci smiled and handed him the plastic bag in his hand, "No, it's probably a little cold, so heat it up before eating."

He Wanglan took it, swept away the depression and melancholy just now, and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

After the results of the online voting came out, Xue Maosong was not too surprised. After all, where is Chu Ci's strength? : "Well, I'm right, this Chuci is not easy."

Zhang Yongchang stopped, nodded unhurriedly, and said, "It's fine for the rest. If you can afford to lose, you can stick to your heart at the last moment. This is better than the one named Ye Qing."

Xue Maosong laughed loudly, "Of course I can't go wrong with the person I like. This kid is good-looking, and what's more rare is that he is not an embroidered pillow. If you can do endorsement for you, he will definitely attract a bunch of little girls. What's the matter, make an appointment Time to see you?"

"Then let's meet."

Because the champion of "Rolling, Boy" has not been determined before, so the prizes cannot be awarded. Now that Chu Ci narrowly beat Ye Qing by more than 3000 points, Xue Maosong directly made a decision and announced that the previous eight contestants Call back as many as possible, and shoot another special episode.

After receiving the notice, Chu Ci took Zhang Xiaotian to the agreed place, a high-end private club.

As for Ye Qing, no matter how much he gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, he didn't want to leave a narrow-minded excuse on the surface, so he showed a fake smile and came on time.

Coincidentally, the two met in the corridor better. It is said that the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road. Let's start."

Ye Qing suddenly raised his head, glared at Chu Ci sternly, and was about to say something, but the other party had already lifted his foot and left, with an unreasonable resentment of being underestimated in his heart.

The interior decoration of this club is ancient style, sandalwood tables and chairs, with Hunan embroidery screens, occasionally dotted with some bamboo handicrafts, which looks very elegant.

The waiter dressed in a modified Hanfu brought tea, knelt on the futon with his knees together, gently picked up the kettle, the pure and fragrant tea flowed out slowly, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and finally fell on the teapot. In the cup, not a little bit was spilled, and everyone cheered secretly in their hearts.

"See, this is kung fu, learn a little bit." Xue Maosong stroked his stomach and smiled.

Mo Qi half-truthfully complained: "I thought Director Xue was going to treat us to a big meal, but who knows that you are too generous just to drink tea."

Xue Maosong laughed even more happily when he heard the words, "No, I thought you would compete with me every time we recorded a program before, so why not just have some elegant ones, drink tea and chat!"

Everyone sat down one by one, picked up the tea in front of them, and drank it slowly.

After chatting for a while, Xue Maosong took out the prize in front of everyone, handed it to Chu Ci and Lin Yuhao with a smile under the camera, and said, "Keep working hard in the future."

Xue Maosong's attitude was very casual, but the two dared not ignore it. They took it over respectfully, looked at each other, and narrowed their eyes with a smile.

Of course, it’s not good to be too complacent under the eyes of everyone. Chu Ci gave a low cough, winked at Lin Yuhao, and then delivered his award acceptance speech with ease. According to the tradition of Huaguo, it is natural to thank this and thank that. The attitude is very humble.

Regardless of whether they were sincere or not, the others all held up their teacups with a smile at this time, and said with a smile: "Then replace the wine with tea, and wish Brother Chu and Xiaoyu a complete victory!"

Noticing the stiff expression on Ye Qing's face, Chu Ci finished his tea happily.

A group of people were busy chatting and laughing, or learning how to make tea with the tea master in the clubhouse, and they had a good time.

Different from the noise outside, Chu Ci was sitting in the most secret private room in the entire club at this time, letting the other party look at him naturally, with an appearance of being flattered or humiliated.

But Chu Ci is not at a disadvantage, because at the moment he is also quietly looking at the man across from him.

Zhang Yongchang had just passed this year, with mediocre facial features and unremarkable movements, he looked like the most ordinary office worker. If he hadn't known the identity of this person early in the morning, Chu Ci would almost have thought that he had encountered a liar.

"Is Mr. Zhang looking for something for me?" Chu Ci was young, but he still couldn't bear to ask first.

"Don't worry." Zhang Yongchang's slender eyes narrowed together, finally revealing the unique shrewdness of a businessman. He picked up the purple sand pot in his hand, poured a cup of tea for Chu Ci, and motioned him to drink it, "Taste how it tastes." Sample."

"The fragrance is refreshing, but not too strong." Chu Ci put it on the tip of his nose to sniff, and then slowly took a sip, letting the mellow tea fragrance pervade the tip of his tongue. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a moment, then opened his eyes and said with a smile : "The taste is mellow and fresh, the taste is soft, neither bitter nor astringent, I like this taste."

Zhang Yongchang nodded with satisfaction: "This is the spring drink jasmine tea that our company is preparing to launch. It has the effects of clearing the liver and improving eyesight, promoting body fluids and quenching thirst, regulating qi and rejuvenating depression, and can also promote blood circulation and speed up metabolism to a certain extent. It's for young people, and now you're the face of it."

Chu Ci stared at Zhang Yongchang in surprise. Although he had already guessed in his heart, he never expected that the other party would settle the matter so easily. He couldn't help sighing in his heart that he deserved to be the person who stood at the top of the pyramid, and he was truly extraordinary.

"Why, don't you want to?" Zhang Yongchang asked gently.

"Of course not." Chu Ci stood up first, and stretched out his hand to the other party: "I hope Mr. Zhang can give you more advice in the future."