I was treated as a little idiot by the black school grass

Nan Yirong slid his finger down to enlarge the picture.

The avatar of the contributor on the left side of the picture has been coded. It seems to be for self-certification. The contributor sent a coded award certificate, some photos of Zhao Bowen and Nan Yirong at the scene, and then the exposed content:

[Blogger, contributor, I want to expose that Zhao Bowen participated in the event to play big names. The awards ceremony of No. 14 Middle School was scheduled for 00:30. Zhao Bowen and his friends arrived at the scene ten minutes late, and let us a group of students expose themselves to the sun. Almost [-] minutes with no explanation. ]

[I searched for his friend, but I couldn’t find any news on the Internet. It seemed to come out of nowhere. Zhao Bowen still has a few songs that are barely listenable. This friend has nothing. It's outrageous to come to this event. On such a serious occasion, can any cat or dog be a guest of honor? ]

The exposed content is over here. Looking at the time when the blogger of the marketing account posted the post, it was almost as soon as the whistleblower had finished speaking, he processed it a little and posted it on the Internet.

The posting time was 16:39 in the afternoon, and now it is almost 18:00. More than an hour has passed. With the reputation of popular traffic, it also involves serious topics in the field of science and technology. This entry is in the fan, black, Driven by the three parties of passers-by, the popularity skyrocketed, ranking No.1 on the list, and bringing the explosive small square.

The second and third hot searches that follow are also relevant content, but the direction of the bombardment has shifted to this science and technology model competition, which is flattering the entertainment industry, and from time to time, Nan Yirong, a "passer-by in the entertainment industry", is used to ridicule and ridicule ——

[Looking for cats all over the place: In the era of entertainment to death, do even this kind of competition require celebrities to be the award presenters?I don’t understand, I really don’t understand]

[Student Chen 1234: This friend Zhao Bowen can’t be found on the Internet at all. Is he some kind of amazing person?Who can explain it to me]

[Shanghai Pai Tianxin: The organizer of the science and technology competition has invited these two people to present awards this time. Will the previous award presenters in the industry feel unlucky?]

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In addition to real-time netizens' comments, there are also some technology-loving bloggers who come out to catch the heat. The meaning between the lines is that celebrities have no culture and are not worthy of attending such an occasion. Several bloggers with a large number of fans even criticized Zhao Bowen and Nan Yirong for not Self-knowledge:

[It’s enough for a star to do his job well, sing, dance, and act in a TV movie. What kind of award presenter should he be?Isn't this embarrassing yourself and lowering the level of the game? ]

Because the entry exploded, Nan Yirong didn't finish digesting one bad comment, and another one appeared, his eyes were overwhelmed.

He flipped through the comments here, and Zhao Bowen's WeChat messages didn't stop, and the screenshots were thrown over one by one.

Zhao Bowen was still typing at first, but then he probably got dizzy and sent a few voices to start cursing.

Nan Yirong turned the text calmly, glanced at it, and found that it was basically a reply to the comment on the screenshot, and there was no effective information.He patiently picked out a few more texts, which were still about the same content.

Just as he was about to close the chat box, Zhao Bowen stopped speaking, and jumped out a line: [Don't worry about this matter, my manager has already contacted Director Liu and the others, and a joint statement will be issued soon.Are you scared?This is the entertainment industry.Brother, this circle is not so easy to mess with, if you don’t have enough mental capacity, you really won’t be able to hang out...]

At the end of the sentence, he already had the vicissitudes of life of someone who has experienced it.

"..." I don't know who was jumping up and down in the dialog just now, cursing.

Nan Yirong returned a line and exited the chat box neatly.

Closed the conversation with Zhao Bowen, and some greetings from other people, all of which were concerned words. With a question mark on his face, he asked him when he met Zhao Bowen and when he became a star.

Nan Yirong made up his mind, Zhang Ming and Zhang Ming probably didn't digest his words well, and they didn't respond for a long time.

Nan Yirong didn't hesitate, he let out a breath and put the phone aside, then turned to look in the direction of the kitchen:

The boy was wearing an apron, and amidst the roaring sound of the range hood, he put vegetables into the pot, with a pricking sound, and several drops of oil splashed out.As if he didn't expect this to happen, Ran Yuanxing took several steps back in fright, hurriedly holding the pot lid in front of him, carefully holding the spatula and stretching his arms to turn over the vegetables inside.

This is "I know how to make simple home-cooked dishes", Nan Yirong looked at his back in silence, and suddenly gave up any hope for this dinner.

The development of the matter did not exceed Nan Yirong's expectation.

Two dishes and one soup were served on the table, braving hot fireworks.

Under Ran Yuanxing's earnest eyes, Nan Yirong picked up a chopstick of green vegetables, put them in his mouth, chewed slowly, and then swallowed. His expression remained unchanged throughout the whole process. Ran Yuanxing couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, so he couldn't help but say: "How about it?"

Chef Ran's expression was tense and confident.

Nan Yirong lowered his head and took a mouthful of the rice to suppress the weird taste in his mouth. Slowly, he looked at him quietly.

Ran Yuanxing understood. Instead of trying another dish rashly, he took a sip of the soup cautiously. Unexpectedly, the soup was good, so he hurriedly served Nan Yirong.

After eating soup and rice, the two got tired of it for a while, and when it was time to separate, Nan Yirong took a taxi back to Nan's house.

It was past 23:[-] when I got home.

Usually at this point, Nan Rongchang and Gu Sijuan went upstairs to rest. If Nan Yirong came back late, he would leave a lamp in the living room for him.Today, Nan Yirong is at the entrance, and he can still hear the TV in the living room.

Nan Yirong changed into his slippers and came in. The Nan family couple who were watching TV on the sofa looked over together.

There was an inexplicable meaning in their eyes, Nan Yirong was taken aback for a moment, and greeted with a smile: "Mom and Dad, it's so late, why are you still up?"

Gu Sijuan opened her mouth, stared at his face with a complicated expression, and suddenly sighed softly.

Nan Yirong's heart tightened suddenly, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Sure enough, in the next second, Nan Rongchang stood up with a sullen face. The man looked ugly, his chest was heaving up and down with anger, and he slapped the phone in his hand on the coffee table, "Why don't we sleep? You come here to see what you have done. !"

Nan Yirong stood at the same spot, observing the faces of the two of them, and had a guess in his heart, but still holding a trace of luck, under the watchful eyes of Nan Rongchang, he slowly approached the coffee table, lowered his head——

The mobile phone is parked on the photo browsing page, and the fences that can be seen everywhere on both sides of the road occupy most of the screen area of ​​the mobile phone. Outside the fence are two intimate figures from the back.