Why did I bring forty pounds of bricks to the variety show?

The plane lands.

Lin Shuangshuang has always been very imposing, and there are a dozen bodyguards who come to pick her up, more than the station sisters who are squatting at the airport.

She is a first-line actress, born as a child star, even if it is not a public schedule this time, she was recognized by the fans she met when she appeared at the airport.

"Sister Shuang!! Sister Shuang is so beautiful, my sister's appearance is also online today!"

"Shuangbao, look here, look here, Shuangbao!"

"Mother Shuangshuang loves you!"

Although Lin Shuangshuang is Miss Qianjin, but she has been taking the sweet girl route, and she is more heartfelt when being called out by fans, and smiles sweetly: "Thank you everyone, be careful!"

The fans who followed screamed restrainedly.

Jiang Wangye was feeling that he didn't have many fans, and no one would recognize him wearing a hat and mask, when he heard a thunderous "Fuck" beside him.

"Fuck! Brother Yezi! He's alive!"

"Where is it... Damn! It's really Brother Yezi!"

"Brother Yezi look up and let me take a picture, okay? Oh, why don't you look up, are you shy?"

"Ah, ah, brother Yezi, brother Yezi, you are looking at me! Mom loves you!!"

Jiang Wangye lowered his head.

Before parting, Lin Shuangshuang sighed faintly.

"Mr. Jiang, why do your fans call you so mighty and majestic?"

Jiang Wangye glanced at her: "I'm already very mighty and majestic."

Jiang Wangye didn't make many announcements, but he was not idle after returning.

The variety show "Who Is the King of Dance" introduced by Lin Shuangshuang will start recording next Monday. It will be a live broadcast plus edited and replayed.

Jiang Wangye felt that he hadn't practiced dancing during the filming of variety shows in the past few days, and his strength had declined. He went back to the company's dance practice room without even returning home.

Yu Qiaobei originally wanted to ask about his situation in "Friends Journey", so he pushed open the door of the dance studio, watched at the door for 5 minutes, and then closed the door again.

Xiao Zhou sighed.

"Brother Jiang is so desperate, but anyone else would have been so popular."

Yu Qiaobei didn't like it when she heard it.

"It will definitely be red."

A prophecy.

At one o'clock in the morning, "Jiang Wangye Recording" climbed into the trending search and immediately exploded.

Entertainment gossip site: I just got a recording, a certain Jiang surnamed traffic is homophobic, and he wants to do something to the person who confesses/eating melons

The recording has more than 20 seconds.

First came a man's voice that had been processed.

"Ono, are you still angry with me? I apologize to you, okay?"

"Are you sick?" Jiang Wangye's voice was clear and recognizable.

Soon, the male voice became excited.

"Can't you be so cruel? Yes, I admit, I like you. Isn't this a heinous thing? Why do you hate me so much?"

Then, the male voice suddenly said: "Do you look down on homosexuals? That's why you hate me so much?"

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wangye's voice sounded: "Stay away from me, don't force me to hit you."

The recording stopped abruptly.

Yu Qiaobei was already hot when Xiao Zhou was awakened from her dream.

From the comments, it was a mess by the water army.

"What else is there to code, Jiang Wangye, a young student with the surname of Jiang, Jiang Wangye, the former Jiang fan can hear it immediately. Old fans know that he used to promote the CP between himself and Zhu Youlin, but Zhu Youlin was annoyed, and Zhu Youlin was so angry. The generous temper will change his face when he mentions him."

"Homophobic and engaged in same-sex CP marketing, want to cut money from rotten girls, throw up."

"His manager, Yu Qiaobei, can be found out from his resume. He is best at engaging in this kind of CP hype."

"Insiders broke the news. It is said that JWY company is going to fire him and the CP of a professional e-sports player with 5000 million fans."

"YLZ? Impossible?"

"Is there anything impossible? Jiang is backed by a financial backer. Otherwise, how could he bully the team, break up WT and still switch to Xingxia Media? Does anyone want an established company like Xingxia?"

"Isn't Jiang Wangye homophobic? The money owner is a rich woman?"

"Golden master man, I'm afraid I won't delay selling my ass, so which rich woman wants him with such a pale face?"

"My friend, who is in the industry, has told me eight times about this person. He is not a financial backer, and he has a lot of fun. YLZ is also miserable. A professional player who plays e-sports, no matter how good he is, he can only accept his fate if he is targeted by capital. "

"The fans of the BOH team are angry! Can you sell ass and stay away from our captain!"

"Boycott Jiang Wangye! Get out of the entertainment industry!"

Jiang Wangye has been hacked for a long time, and has always had a bad reputation among netizens. After being led by the navy, passers-by clicked in and all scolded him, saying all kinds of unpleasant things.

Jiang Wangye's fans clarified, but they were scolded extremely badly.

Yu Qiaobei looked angry and shook her hands.

Xiao Zhou has not been here for a long time, and has never experienced such a big scene of being hacked, so he asked anxiously on the phone: "Sister Yu, what should I do?"

"Where's Ono?"

Xiao Zhou looked at the dance practice room with his head.

Jiang Wangye was still practicing the dance of "Who Is the King of Dance", his clothes were wet with sweat, but he didn't stop.

The person in the mirror has firm eyes and quick movements, like a cheetah about to attack.

Xiao Zhou wiped his eyes.

"Still in the dance studio, Brother Jiang must not have seen the trending searches, he has not rested."

"Okay, after a while you'll urge him to sleep after he's done practicing, he has the habit of looking at his phone before going to bed, so keep an eye on him and don't let him read Weibo."

"What about hot searches?"

Yu Qiaobei pinched the bridge of her nose.

"What can I do? Spend money to withdraw. Fortunately, it was a hot search in the early morning, and not many people read it."

Xiao Zhou joined the studio last year and has only been working for a year, so he feels aggrieved in his heart.

"What they said is all false! Brother Jiang, how can he have a financial backer? His current grades are all spelled out by himself. How can this group of people scold him like that? Can't we clarify?"

How could Yu Qiaobei not know?

"I've clarified, it's useless, the people who want to mess with him are better than us." Yu Qiaobei was a little tired, "Xiao Zhou, you take good care of him, just don't let him see the trending searches."

Jiang Wangye was tired from practice, took a halftime break, drank a bottle of water, took a few breaths, and continued to stare at the mirror to correct his movements.

Xiao Zhou glanced back, feeling more and more unhappy.

"Understood Sister Yu, I will watch Brother Jiang not let him watch hot searches." Xiao Zhou said in a low voice, "Brother Jiang didn't seem to care, but I saw him watching his black super chat the other day, flipping through it one by one. Just watch. Sister Yu, he will be sad when he sees this hot search."

Yu Qiaobei smiled, "It's fine if you know, you brother Jiang is a true man, you don't like to be so squeamish, don't expose him to his face."

"understand!"

After hanging up the phone, Yu Qiaobei smoked a cigarette and was about to start undoing hot searches.

at the same time.

The BOH team base is brightly lit, e-sports players work and rest in the underworld all year round, and no one in the team sleeps.

Lu Youli was making up for the live broadcast time, and asked the captain to double row with him, injecting fresh popularity into the live broadcast room.

At the end of a game, he squinted his eyes to identify the barrage in the live broadcast room, and read it word by word.

"I heard that the boat team is going to be forced to fire CP with JWY? Brothers, why don't you rush this stupid little fresh meat?"

Yue Lianzhou sent nine WeChat messages, all of which were ignored, and is now sending the tenth.

Hearing the abbreviation of JWY, he paused his fingers, kicked off the ground, sat on the chair and slid over.