And scum gong's green tea white moonlight HE

It was a pale pink keychain, probably from some big brand, and it was made into the shape of a guitar.

Sheng Zhixin often saw Ai Xin hang this keychain in any conspicuous place, as if it was specially made for someone.

He originally wanted to throw the keychain away, but when he approached the trash can, he changed his mind and threw it into the pen holder on the coffee table.Then nestled on the sofa and clicked on Weibo.

Wen Gu's statement was issued half an hour ago, and the wording and sentences in the full text are very public relations. It can be seen that he did not write it himself.

Sheng Zhixin swipe down the comments, and saw a sunspot number that has received a lot of comments on the first article:

"Whether my brother is in a public relationship or not, I will always support you [heart]"

Wen Gu replied to him gently below: "Thank you, crawl."

Here is another comment from another sunspot:

"Gossip with the same sex is just a smoke screen. Wen Guyin is married and has a son. Click on my homepage to scan the QR code."

Wen Gu replied: "So that son is you?"

Sheng Zhixin couldn't help laughing, followed Lin Monai's instructions to retweet this Weibo routinely, cut off the trumpet and returned to Wen Gu's Weibo comments, and shared with Wen Gu's fans the black man who was publicly executed Comment "hahaha" below.

And like these fans, behind his small ID, there is also a "Iron Fan" logo shining brightly.

Sheng Zhixin himself is quite shy, he is a hard-hearted and soft-spoken woman, and he is particularly fascinated by Wen Gu who can slander others, so he signed up for a small account, watching Teacher Wen scolding the marketing account of the whole network, and every day under the comments of Wen Gu who hates sunspots Following the "hahaha", unexpectedly a fan sign appeared.

Teacher Wen scolded everyone harshly, including scolding him.

Not long after YOUNG's debut, Wen Gu once criticized their professional attitude in an interview, and Sheng Zhixin's mood was depressed for several weeks after criticizing them.

But he didn't resent Wen Gu because of it. On the contrary, Sheng Zhixin had been fan of Wen Gu for many years without anyone knowing.

When Sheng Zhixin was still singing in the streets and bars, every night when he was depressed, he always fell asleep with Wen Gu's tunes that were criticized by marketing accounts as old-age disco.It is not an exaggeration to say that Wen Gu was his mentor.

Later, when he went to the island to participate in an audition, his mobile phone was confiscated. He secretly kept an old-fashioned mp3, and hid under the covers at night and quietly plugged in his headphones to listen.

It is precisely because of this series of idiot-like actions that he has attracted Ai Xin's attention.

Sheng Zhixin still remembered that evening in the dance practice room, the air was stuffy and irritable.He was sweating from dancing practice, quietly hid in a corner and took out the mp3, just after listening to a song, someone patted his shoulder.

"Do you also like Wen Gu's songs?"

There was a bright smile on the young man's clean face, and his amorous eyes were full of surprise: "I also like listening to his songs."

Sheng Zhixin was flattered: "You are..."

"I'm Ai Xin, and I work in the same company as you. We met on the day you signed the contract. Don't you forget me?"

Ai Xin took advantage of the situation and sat down with his arms around his shoulders. The distance between the two was so close that Sheng Zhixin could smell the unique cool mint smell on his body.

"At that time, I told the company that I liked this little singer. He sang really well. The company thought about it and signed you." He said with a smile.

Sheng Zhixin's heart skipped a beat: "Thank you Brother Ai."

"You're welcome," Ai Xin said, "It's fine to sing to me alone in the future."

That was probably one of the few intimate contacts between the two before and after they were together.

As for last night...

Sheng Zhixin had a look of warming up in front of his eyes.

Although we just attended an event together not long ago, it was the first time we saw each other yesterday.

Under the lights of the clubhouse, the man's facial features were slightly deep, and the shoulder-length hair covered half of his face, and his lips were quite beautiful, which inexplicably added a touch of sexiness.

He still vaguely remembered that before he passed out, he seemed to have a bit of revenge on the male mistress, and took a bite somewhere in Wengu. Before he could figure out where he was, he was already drunk to death. .

Why do you think Wen Gu looks like Wen Can?

Sheng Zhixin wanted to figure it out, but stopped as soon as he typed the word "Wen".

For now, he doesn't really want to see Wen Can's face.

He had just put down his phone when another call came in.

"You stay at home," Lin Monai said, "I'll be right there, open the door for me."

Sheng Zhixin opened the door for him according to his words, and only now did he have time to notice that his manager had two huge dark circles under his eyes.

After Lin Monai came in, he went to the kitchen with ease, poured himself a cup of hot water and covered it in his hand, and glared at Sheng Zhixin: "Run as soon as you say, I don't know how to pour a cup of hot water for Dad, thanks to me I was woken up at three o'clock in the morning and have been busy until now."

Sheng Zhixin let go of the cold face he had shown Ai Xin just now, and put a flattering smile on his face: "I'm sorry, thank you for your hard work."

Lin Monai glared at him, and sat down on the sofa: "Did you drive people away?"

Sheng Zhixin knew he was wrong, put away his spikes, and obediently bowed his head and said docilely, "Just get out."

"Go away, I don't think he looks like a good person."

Lin Monai took a sip of the hot water in his hand, and looked through the old accounts: "When I met him in Bright Starlight, he walked with his nostrils facing me and looked down on me. Let me tell you, he will die sooner or later. .”

"Yes, yes, it will be over sooner or later."

"A good horse never turns back," Lin Monai said, "If you dare to get back together with him, I will look down on you."

Sheng Zhixin nodded perfunctorily, on the surface he pretended to listen to Lin Monai's lecture, but in fact, under the cover of the cushion, he looked down at his phone and silently swiped Weibo.

It took less than 10 minutes for him to post the statement, and the following comments already exceeded a thousand.There are no zombie comments bought by fans, all living people.

Although the words of this group of living people are not very pleasing to the ear, it is better than myself and less than a few hundred thousand living fans who are weak and weak.

[The sticky coffee that is pasted with fried cp, get out and dismantle it! 】

This is really an accident. Although Wen Gu is his idol, he has absolutely no intention of blaspheming his idol.

After all, who doesn't think that Wen Gu is a god in music?

[Ms. Wen named and criticized the people who didn't understand why they still went up. . . 】

Conscience in heaven and earth, he is also very sad to be criticized by idols, he really doesn't mean to force it.

【Am I the only one who thinks it's a little awkward?If this was put in the past, Mr. Wen would definitely have a hard time, but after reading Mr. Wen’s statement carefully, it seems that the fault is all on his own team, and has nothing to do with szx... I will carry the banner of reviewing the old and learning the new first. ! 】

Yes, only you.

Sheng Zhixin long-pressed to report harmful information three times, and looked up expressionlessly.

Lin Monai had just finished expressing his dissatisfaction with the scumbag, he picked up his cup and took a breath, and cast a scornful glance at Sheng Zhixin: "Wen Gu used to have a lot of yin and yang, but I didn't expect to help you this time. It's a stroke of luck, the number one troll on the whole network is on your side."

Sheng Zhixin is very self-aware: "I am worthy of any match?"

"If I want to reminisce, I will buy the materials from the paparazzi first, and negotiate a deal with our company. I can make a lot of money, and I can hold a handle on you."

Lin Monai is worthy of being a top student who graduated from a gold medal university majoring in marketing, and he actually analyzed the situation with him: "When the time comes, I will release a few more of their marketing accounts, and use the materials to make up a two- to three-thousand-word love letter." Hate love and hate, lead the public opinion of 'deliberately planning to speculate on CP' to you, let me tell you, that is impossible to turn around..."

Sheng Zhixin frowned again and lowered his head, flipping through private messages on Weibo.

On the way home, he wisely turned off all the private messages of "unfollowed people". At this time, only a few messages with big fans of each other were still lit with red dots.

He was relieved that he didn't see any personal attacks, and after replying to their concerns one by one, he saw a message from a fan named "Wendy the Devil".

This fan can be regarded as a variable in his life.

As early as when Sheng Zhixin was still singing in the bar, I don't know when "Wendy the Devil" recorded a video and posted it on the Internet. It happened to be a popular search, and the number of reposts reached [-] in one night. Successfully attracted the attention of Bright Starlight.

So Sheng Zhixin has always regarded this fan as his bole, thinking that as long as he is around for a day, he can continue to persevere in the entertainment industry.

【Wendy the Devil】: Are you writing a song?

[Wendy the Devil]: What are your plans for this year?Is the schedule available?Do you consider accepting some high-quality variety shows?

[Wendy the Devil]: Forget it, I won't bother you anymore, you write songs well.

Unlike others, this young lady didn't ask a question about trending searches.

Sheng Zhixin felt that this was a bit unusual, so he sent a message out of nowhere: "Did you see the hot search?"

The other side replied in seconds: "Well, I saw it."

"You... have nothing to say to me?"

"Wendy the Devil" was silent for a few seconds before sending a message.Before Sheng Zhixin could see clearly, she withdrew again.

"It's Wen Gu's fault," "Wendy the Devil" finally said, "He didn't deal with it in a timely manner. If he didn't use his marketing account to accumulate virtue, he might be able to bring a photo to talk to him about the hush money. Now it’s hanging up immediately after filming, leaving no room for public relations, and it’s clear that we want to fuck him.”

Sheng Zhixin just saw it clearly this time, but she pulled him back again.

"It's not because he didn't deal with it in time," Sheng Zhixin typed, "Actually, I caused him trouble."

"Wendy the Devil" was silent for a longer time this time.

Just when Sheng Zhixin was about to give up the chat and continue to listen to Lin Monai's wrangling on the topic of "Das Kapital", a small red dot lit up in the dialogue box again.

[Wendy the Devil]: I'm sorry, I shouldn't speak ill of him.

[Wendy the Devil]: I said bad things about Wen Gu, are you angry?

Not to be angry.

It's just that fans can't see the sharp contrast between the two companies' operations, and they don't know how much favor Sheng Zhixin owes Wen Gu.

"This is hateful capital."

Lin Monai's high-pitched exclamation startled Sheng Zhixin.

"So you're here to teach me Das Kapital and communication?"

"I'm sorry, I took it too far."

Lin Monai seemed to know how unreliable he was, so he quickly changed the subject: "The company called me after you left the hotel."

Sheng Zhixin let out a "hmm".

"The company saw that you were a popular search term, and finally they were willing to use public relations for you. They think you can use two marketing plans now."

Lin Monai stretched out a finger, and made a gesture in front of him: "The first point is to sell rot by posting old stories. When he posts on Weibo, you try to imply that the fans think that the two of you are using Weibo to separate each other. Empty shouting."

Sheng Zhixin frowned: "What about the other one?"

"The other is a complete break, leading the remarks of 'Wen Gu sees you unhappy', and completely draw a line with him. From then on, the two have resolutely disagreed. If he says black, you can say white. This will be a protracted war, turning you into him. A real match."

"Nor this one."

Sheng Zhixin sighed: "Is there no marketing strategy that has nothing to do with Wen Gu?"

"No," Lin Monai said, "Obviously no one in the company has hugged such a thick thigh except you, so they feel the need to continue hugging."

Sheng Zhixin inexplicably recalled the statement waiving all responsibility for himself, and his heart moved, and he finally rejected him: "Forget it, I don't really want to involve him. He...just make music well." .”

"You are truly a saint, Sheng Zhixin."

Lin Monai's voice was a little more sarcasm: "When you debut, you will rush to the street. If you have thighs, you don't cherish them. Don't you deserve your life?"

After he finished speaking, he knocked on the table, heartbroken and added: "Sheng Zhixin, you are now 'frozen' by the company. If you don't grasp this life-saving straw, you will be completely hopeless! What's the use of your hard work ? Are you trying to eat?"

"But what else can I do besides working hard? I can't do vicious marketing."

Sheng Zhixin muttered, and glanced at the agent who was so angry that his face turned blue: "I already owe him a favor, it would be unreasonable to tie him up to suck blood."

Lin Monai drank the cold water in his hand, pointed at him for a while, and couldn't speak for a while, and finally turned around when he walked to the door angrily, gritted his teeth and said: "You are awesome, You have the most fucking ideas! What crime did I do to bring you an entertainer!"

"I'm sorry, Lin Ge."

Sheng Zhixin lay innocently behind the porch, and waved to the furious manager: "Be careful on the road, dear~"