First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Netizens were in a complicated mood for a while.

[I knew this kid when he liked SUK...]

【Hahaha, let’s talk about how the big devil will fall so easily】

[It's his family members, it's this stinky brother who made me bald again]

[You are not fucking bankrupt and the vlog has been suspended for half a month? ? ? 】

After solving the problem, Song Jianchu didn't want to waste his private time: "Are there any questions? I'll go back to bed and play with my phone."

【What to play, let mom see it】

【Just play here and I won't affect you】

【No hurries? ?There is Mu Ye on the bed? 】

Song Jianchu was drinking coffee, choked suddenly, and pressed the back of his hand to his lips: "Are you sick? This month's vlog dove."

【? ? ? 】

[?Human words? ? 】

[Give you three seconds to withdraw]

[Mom bravely stood up to protect you once, is this your return to mother's love? 】

【Mom's unfilial son】

Song Jianchu ignored the noisy barrage and was about to be broadcast when a strange phone call came in.

Too lazy to pick it up and listen, he swiped his finger and clicked on the speaker directly.

"Hello." The female voice asked politely, "Is this Mr. Song Jianchu?"

"Yes."

"Sorry for the interruption. This is the organizer of Weibo Celebrity Night. We sent you the guest invitation letter for Celebrity Night. Did you receive it?"

[Fucking Weibo celebrity night? ! 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah】

Song Jianchu recalled for two seconds: "Received."

"Okay." The staff said, "Because the main venue of this event is arranged in Sanya, I would like to confirm the itinerary with you so that I can arrange a hotel and airport pick-up for you."

Song Jianchu: "No need to arrange, I won't go."

staff member:"……"

【why! ! ! 】

[The red carpet where many Internet celebrities want to walk when they squeeze their heads...]

Knowing that this popular person is not an ordinary person, and he doesn't ask for money or name, the staff don't know where to start to invite.

In order to complete the leadership task, the little girl gritted her teeth and used the voice of cutting boys and girls.

The young lady said softly with regret: "This is Mr. Song, you are a strong candidate for this year's Weibo celebrity, if you are not present, many links may not go smoothly..."

"Sorry." Song Jianchu said lightly, "No time."

Young lady: "."

The young lady squeezed the little dinosaur on the desk, kept smiling and said sweetly: "Okay, if you change your mind, you can contact us at any time."

Song Jianchu responded, and was about to hang up, when the female voice on the loudspeaker said unintentionally: "Ah, that's right. We also invited Mu Ye as the special award presenter of the annual celebrity night, you can't be there , what a pity."

"Then I won't disturb your rest..."

Song Jianchu's fingers hanging in the air paused.

"Wait a moment."

Song Jianchu canceled the external playback, put the phone to his ear, and picked up the calendar on the table: "When is the event?"

Staff: "December [-]th."

"It happens to be free." Song Jianchu marked the date: "I'll go there."

After the call was over, Song Jianchu put down his phone and looked up, the rhythm on the barrage became uniform.

The screen is full of 【I understand everything】【Understand】flying densely.

Song Jianchu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly regained his composure, with a look of disgust on his face: "Are you busy eavesdropping on other people's phone calls?"

[?Don't you tell me yourself? ? ? 】

【Large-scale cancer fans chasing stars scene】

[Hehe, being rich and famous is a cancer?Don’t make it too obvious that some people hate the rich]

[Theme of the next vlog assignment: How rich people chase stars]

[I know (raise hand) that the novels are all about direct nurturing! 】

[Fuck, my male god won't be adopted, right? 】

"Are you all homeless if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" Song Jianchu said fiercely, "Have you finished your homework?"

【Oh shit? ? 】

[Are all study dogs playing with me and hurting each other? 】

【Speaking of which, you are still in China at this time, do you not want to graduate?】

"Me?" Song Jianchu folded his arms and leaned back, with a disdainful smile: "I'm sorry, your brother graduated in June this year."

The undergraduate course in country A is a three-year system, and Song Jianchu completed all the credits in just two years.

Ignoring the question mark on the screen again, Song Jianchu finally said lightly: "In the future, stop worrying about other people's affairs, and waste your life on Internet spam when you have time, why not pay attention to global warming and melting icebergs, and think about how to live for two more days. down."

After speaking, he directly turned off the live broadcast.

When going to the kitchen to refill his coffee, Song Jianchu leaned against the kitchen counter and picked up his phone, then glanced at the quiet chat box.

The last drop of coffee falls into the cup.

There was a soft sound of water.

Song Jianchu came back to his senses, set the chat box to the top, and returned to the bedroom with a cup.

Celebrity Night is at an all-time high.

In the era when traffic is king, the boundaries between the entertainment industry and Internet celebrities are becoming increasingly blurred.Celebrity Night is not only an annual inventory of Internet celebrities, but many celebrities with Internet influence will also attend.

On the day of the event, hundreds of media outlets crowded at the entrance of the red carpet in an orderly manner, and well-known Internet celebrities and entertainers walked through the red carpet in their costumes. The scale of the scene was comparable to that of an international film festival.

There was a commotion, Internet celebrities and artists all stopped and turned their heads, holding up their mobile phones and instantly turning into fanboys and girls.

The smooth black car door opened slowly, and the man in a black suit stepped out with long legs and bent down to get out of the car.

The security personnel struggled to stop the excited fans on both sides.

"Ahhh Muye!!!"

"Music evildoer!!!"

"Music! When will the new song be released?!"

Mu Ye stopped and looked at the fans who asked the question: "Mu Ye won't be posting soon, and Mu Yaoxie doesn't know about it. I have a chance to ask you."

Fans: "..."

As expected of you.

When passing by a fan who was so excited that she couldn't stop crying, Mu Ye paused slightly, took out the handkerchief from the breast pocket of his suit, and walked towards the girl.

The girl took the handkerchief, her heart beating wildly and she froze in place: "Thank you, thank you."

Mu Ye smiled gently at the girl, and walked straight to the three friends who were taking pictures in front of the signature board.

Mu Ye stood still and looked at the three of them: "Why don't you go in first? It's embarrassing to respect me so much."

Three people: "."

The heroic man on the far left snorted: "Don't want your face, is it so thick that it won't sink every day?"

The person who spoke was Bai Xingyu, 27 years old, an international action film actor, because he has practiced martial arts since childhood and has a domineering and powerful aura.

"It's okay." Mu Ye lowered his eyes, thinking of something, and said with a smile: "It's worth [-] million, let's make do with it."

The young man next to him scratched his face: "Brother...are you drinking too much?"

This is Pei Shinian, 22 years old this year, a popular top-notch fresh meat, with friendly dog ​​eyes and an aggressive tall figure, but it seems that he will never wake up.

"No." Mu Ye sighed and said, "Recently, Jiaming has been in strict control, and he found out all the stocks I hid and brought them home."

The elegant man who had been silent all this time mocked coldly: "It's not easy being your manager, you have to know how to search."

This man's name is Lu Shen, 28 years old, an all-round actor, and he just won the Best Actor at the Heavyweight International Film Festival not long ago.

"Indeed." Mu Ye smiled: "It's good, if you don't become a manager, you can still be a private detective."

Afraid of being overheard by the fans, Pei Shinian hurriedly interrupted, "Brothers, let's go in."

Several people signed and entered the venue one after another.

Mu Ye took the signature pen, glanced at the signature board, and asked the staff around him, "Excuse me, is Song Jianchu here?"

The staff members were obsessed with the looks of the four male gods, and they were stunned for a moment when they heard the name that should not have come from the mouth of this male god.

"...Ah?" The staff member came back to his senses and asked uncertainly, "Are you asking Brother Demon King?"

Mu Ye: "Yes."

The staff member's expression became even more confused: "...he hasn't arrived yet. Brother Demon King didn't use the air ticket we helped to order. I heard that the private plane has just landed, so it should be soon."

Mu Ye nodded: "Thank you."

The Celebrity Night awards ceremony officially started, and the two hosts warmed up on stage.

The seats of heavyweight guests are arranged together, all in the front row C.After taking his seat, Pei Shinian looked around: "Brother, have you seen your fanboy? This kid has such a low sense of existence? He shouldn't be."

"Not yet." Mu Ye looked at the stage and said.

"I said..." Pei Shinian paused, then turned around in doubt, "How do you know?"

Mu Ye: "Ask."

Pei Shinian: "...What are you asking him for?"

Mu Ye rested his chin with his knuckles, his cold gray eyes became difficult to get close to when he was not smiling.

Mu Ye didn't answer, but said softly, "If you're bored, just play with your phone."

Pei Shinian looked at him strangely for another two seconds, swallowed back his stomach with question marks, and took out his phone.

He didn't know what he was looking at, but Pei Shinian's expression kept switching between being uncomfortable and smiling.

The host's Weibo hotspot year-end inventory was extremely long, Bai Xingyu was so bored that he dozed off, and couldn't help but glance to the side: "What are you looking at?"

"Brother Ye's Weibo, he just updated his vlog yesterday, I thought he was going to be a pigeon this month."

Bai Xingyu crossed his arms: "The richest man on Weibo who went bankrupt a few days ago?"

Mu Ye looked away slightly.

"Brother, don't you let the team control your Weibo and never use it, even you know?" Pei Shinian finally had someone to complain: "He's not bankrupt, and he's showing off new heights. It's amazing, what is this kid doing? To be able to live so exaggeratedly and yet so naturally.”

Bai Xingyu took the phone with a bored look on his face: "Let me take a look."

1 minute later.

Bai Xingyu: Grandpa on the subway looks at his phone.jpg

Bai Xingyu: "How can he drive a supercar in the park? No one cares?"

Pei Shinian: "That's the backyard of his new home."

"."

Bai Xingyu: "This villa is well designed."

Pei Shinian: "This is his dog house."

"."

Bai Xingyu: "Where's the dog?"

Pei Shinian: "I haven't raised it yet."

"."

"How old is this kid? He still has a pilot's license?" Looking at it, Bai Xingyu gradually became confused: "What's the use of him getting a driver's license for this type of aircraft? He can't drive it for travel, and there are no runways for domestic attractions." If he lands casually, he might as well try a helicopter."

Mu Ye: "Most scenic spots in New Zealand have wild runways."

"Yes, his new home is in New Zealand." Pei Shinian hesitated for a moment, then turned his head in doubt: "Brother, how do you know where his new home is?"

Before the words were finished, an inexplicably familiar figure walked into the sight of several people.

Covering his face with sunglasses, the internet celebrity was blatantly late, wearing a gray high-end suit with a coat, and followed the staff behind the live camera like a godfather.

All the eyes of the audience followed him slowly, and the hosts on the stage were all stunned.

The staff leading the way stopped and stretched out their hands respectfully: "Mr. Song, your seat is here."

"Thank you."

A public welfare film was being played, and the lights were turned off, so the faces could not be seen clearly.

The "Godfather" seemed to be in poor condition, he didn't pay attention to his neighbor, and sat down lazily: "I'm a little airsick, I'm late, sorry."

The staff hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's not your part yet. If you're still not feeling well, we can provide you with a rest room and wait until the awards are presented before going on stage."

The boy took off his sunglasses, raised his legs, and pressed his temple with one hand on the armrest of the seat: "No, it's hard work."

Not daring to neglect the super Internet celebrity who can control public opinion with a single Weibo, the staff still used the mobile station to ask the guests in charge to prepare the VIP lounge, and left with a bow in front of the camera.

"..."

Pei Shinian put away his phone and sat down.

The idol burden rested for two seconds, and he couldn't help but look sideways at the person next to his brother.

The light from the big screen slightly illuminated the boy's young face.

The boy's half-drooped eyelids couldn't stop drooping, and he looked like he hadn't slept in 100 years.

Even the pink hair of the terrifying Demon King Low Pressure couldn't be suppressed.

After staring at the big screen for less than half a minute, the boy took out his phone in boredom.

Start brushing Weibo.

The live camera filming the audience seats was right in front of him, and he didn't seem to care at all.

Song Jianchu flew directly from New Zealand, but he wasn't airsick. He felt a little uncomfortable after getting off the plane.Recently, his lethargy has become more and more serious. He didn't sleep well on the plane, and he would fall asleep immediately if he didn't do something to refresh himself.

There was a simultaneous live broadcast of the Red Man's Night Live on the homepage of Weibo. Somehow, the popularity of the live broadcast suddenly skyrocketed.

Within 1 minute, countless similar screenshots were P-ed and appeared in various popular content on the homepage.

Song Jianchu casually swiped across a popular Weibo, paused with his fingertips, and vaguely felt that the face in the small picture looked a bit like himself.

He went back and clicked on the first picture of Jiugongge.

"..."

the second one.

"........."

third.

“………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ……………”

Song Jianchu's downcast eyes gradually became stiff.

He stared at the guy with pink hair in the screenshot, and slowly shifted his gaze to look at the person beside him in the picture.

The man tilted his head towards him and looked at him for some time, with an indescribable smile on his lips.

The netizen put a dark purple heart among them, which looked like it was poisonous.

There is also a black "Congratulations" underneath, which doesn't look festive at all.

Song Jianchu remained calm and closed his eyes.

You can't put your phone away now, if you act too hastily, you will be ridiculed by those idiot netizens.

It took two seconds to calm down, Song Jianchu looked calm, as if he didn't know anything, and continued to flip through other popular content.

The more you turn back, the uglier your face becomes.

There's nothing else in Live Trending at all.

Netizens are already excited, using a screenshot to create a variety of emoticons.

All the big Vs present also joined in one after another.

Few Internet celebrities usually dare to interact with Song Jianchu. This year's celebrity of the year is likely to be taken away by this kid. The big Vs are also idle, so they simply open the p-map software and take advantage of the chaos to pinch the big devil.

The p-picture creative contest progressed to a fever pitch.

Some people's life golden sentences:

[Good luck comes once in a lifetime, cherish the moment and not grow old]

[Most of the pain in the world is because you can't put down your phone]

There are classic lines:

[I once had a chance to succeed in chasing stars, but I just played with my mobile phone and didn't cherish it]

【If there is no mobile phone, this is the closest moment in my life to success】

There are also poems:

[Life is like a play, we get together because of fate.

It is not easy to succeed in chasing stars, should we cherish it more?

In order to pretend to play with mobile phones, why bother thinking about it.

Missed to go home and sulked, and there was no one to replace him when he got sick. 】

"..."

Song Jianchu's ears gradually became hot, and he squeezed the phone tightly to grind his molars.

How free are these people? ? ?

Just as I was about to report this blogger, I pressed my finger on the screen for too long and too hard, and the option to save the picture popped up first.

Momentary cloth rubbing sound.

The gentle fragrance of clothes on the suit jacket suddenly became rich.

The anger was extinguished immediately, and Song Jianchu's movements froze and stopped.

A familiar warm and deep voice came from the ear, and the volume was ambiguously lowered between the two of them.

"This one is not good."

People around me reached out.

The hand seen in the photo swipe the screen of his mobile phone a few times with his fingertips

"This one is okay." The people around him said naturally and kindly, "Can you send me a WeChat message?"