I have been a royal these years

01

I never imagined that my Weibo would trigger a wave on the Internet that was even crazier than our saving lives, stirring up a bloodbath.

The entries promoted by the officials are not as popular as one of my Weibo entries.Does this prove that my influence is greater than that of officials——

Just kidding, such a dangerous thought can't even be thought about.

Not only was the mood of the Catalan fans not appeased by me, but they became even more violent like a blackened and runaway beast.

My private messages were almost washed out by their "fragrant" words and "beautiful" pictures.Passers-by ate melons and smashed them, and crowds gathered around to watch the excitement.Most of the fans I just gained have disappeared.

"No, still not. I thought I could forgive the royal family."

"Damn, the fist is hard, the blood pressure is too high in the medical examination. Who understands the pain of the poor?"

Some fans with more stable emotions raised some points about the shortcomings of my speech.

"When your company teaches artists' character, it hopes to properly improve their dual quotients. At least their IQs."

"If there is no problem with people, it means that the ability to express is not good enough."

"You can tell from Ah Huang's usual short essays that don't have a taste for public relations. His writing skills are not good."

It seems that this is the reason.Because my composition ability is not enough, Catalan fans will get the wrong meaning, which will make the situation more serious.

Hey, I suffered from being uneducated.

If I am good at writing, then my career is not the royal family among idols, but the royal family among writers.Facts show that the treatment of royal family writers is no worse than that of royal family idols.

But I obviously don't have that ability.My daily literary intake, apart from a few Qiong Yao novels that I don’t have time to read, is the “Kudden” literature of various groups on Douban.

I can't use too obscure words to express my meaning, so people will say that I am pretending to be arrogant.

I want people in the fan circle to understand what I mean, so I speak in the tone of the fan circle.Is my thinking wrong?

Judging from the actual situation, it is indeed the wrong way for me to use it.Then, I will give up fandom-style literature, and use the tone of a well-known and influential writer, Grandma Qiong Yao, to express my meaning again.

"The following words, tell my teammate - Jiatai. Jiatai, how are you? Please share your love for me with your fans. You see, they love you so much, and they love you so much. Poor. All I lost was a bit of blood, and what they lost was my brother's love. And next time you bake cookies for me, bake some for them too."

I double-checked to make sure there were no typos, no harsh words, and no fan circle-style sentences.The whole text seemed so tender.People nowadays like gentle literature.As long as the words are euphemistic and pleasant, it is definitely right to go with gentleness.The next one to be praised "He is so gentle, he is the gentle light in the world", maybe it will be me.

After confirming this, I sent this Weibo.

Weibo sent successfully.

The agent's cell phone rang suddenly, and I was startled, seeing on the screen that it was a call from the head of the public relations department.

Generally, any major event that requires urgent public relations will be called by the supervisor.Being able to alert the head of the public relations department, thinking about the need for urgent public relations this time, is no small matter.

This must be the extent to which our old Dong was thrown shit when he went out.

The manager, who was sleeping on the table in the morning, suddenly woke up.

Seeing me holding his mobile phone, his eyebrows twitched physiologically.He got up, walked over, snatched back the phone, and answered it.

The expression on his face became serious in seconds during the call with the Minister of Public Relations.

After finishing the call, he opened Weibo on his mobile phone.

His eyebrows began to twitch again.This is followed by the corners of the mouth, and then the entire facial muscles.Later, even the breathing sound changed irregularly.

He raised his face to look at me, with a weird expression that wanted to cry but couldn't.

I was startled by his strange expression that had never appeared before, and I grabbed my little quilt tightly in fear.

The manager's breathing became more and more disordered, as if oxygen was scarce, and he was gasping for breath.Like the exhaust of a car that can't start, it chokes piece by piece.

He was in pain and I could see it.

His symptoms, which are scarier than epilepsy, really frightened me so much that I quickly asked, "What's wrong with you? Should I call you a doctor?"

He suddenly snarled and called the doctor, and asked the doctor to give me a sleeping shot immediately.

02

When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

This sleep was so deep that I couldn't remember what I did yesterday.I just remember that I seem to have a fishing appointment with Bai Zhui, but I can't get in touch with him.

Later, I heard from the bodyguard outside that the most serious containment incident in our company's history occurred yesterday.The public relations department was overwhelmed, and the minister asked the chairman to resign several times.

Yesterday at three o'clock in the afternoon, the outside of the company was surrounded by a large number of Catalan fans.They held up a banner full of words asking our old Dong to let Gatai go.

Our old Dong was also thrown away when he was traveling-expensive Italian handmade ties, Thai latex pillows, custom dolls and other gifts.

Because throwing eggs is illegal, throwing shit is illegal, and throwing offensive weapons is illegal.So, they throw presents.In order not to leave evidence that they want to attack our old Dong, they don't swear when throwing gifts.

They gritted their teeth and roared with ferocious faces: "Old! Dong! Brother! Brother! This! It is! We! We! Send! Yours! Gift! Thing! Sprinkle! Wave! Hey! Yo!"

Our chairman is very scared, but we still have to say thank you.

After getting in the car, his car was still being smashed with gifts.The Catalan fans behind him are still viciously saying "love" him.

It is said that this is the most valuable trip of our chairman.

Afterwards, he immediately called his agent, but instead of being angry, he begged for mercy: "Let Shun Ming let me go, thick (good)?"

I've heard them say that if you don't make a song, you're done. A song will kill all the people in the world.