My black fans are always online

Lin Liekai was bored, lying in his mansion outside Yanjiao and reading the news.

After browsing for a long time, it was quite boring. He picked up the phone and dialed Jin Xun's number directly: "Hey, where are you so drunk?"

Jin Xun scolded with a smile: "I'm in a meeting at the company, and I'm discussing an acquisition case. How can I be so lucky as you."

"I'll ask you one thing, the specific information of that little bastard you brought last time, get me a copy."

Jin Xun was startled, walked cautiously to the corridor, and then asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do? Want revenge?"

"Yes, I want to stab it back!" Lin Liekai said angrily.

Jin Xun coughed violently: "Ahem! Ah Lin, don't be impulsive, there are many ways to kill him with the [-]-point line, it doesn't have to be... to treat him in the same way as others... .”

Lin Liekai said impatiently: "Is it so difficult to ask you to give me the information? Fine, you won't do it for me."

Jin Xun hurriedly said: "There is nothing complicated about that person. He is just a young contestant who participated in the show "Sensual Idol". You can search Weibo and find all kinds of information."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "I am only eighteen or nineteen years old, and I am still an ignorant child."

The majestic young master of the Lin family is fighting a [-]th-tier young singer, can't he lose his position?

Lin Liekai hangs up the phone neatly: "Okay, I will search by myself."

After searching the list of players, he saw the word "Cheng Yan" at a glance. He was in a daze for a moment. It turned out that the pronunciation was similar, but the names were completely different.

But after a while, Lin Liekai looked at the content of "Cheng Yan" found in the search, and his thick eyebrows frowned into a tangled upside-down character.

What are they all about?

This person who turned into a ghost is the handsome brow that he saw that day, and he forgot what he saw - ah bah, that little bastard who got angry when he saw it?

This idiot who dances with the same hands and feet, stiff as if he has just been fed a half-step with a smile, is the kid who moved nimbly that day and could still hold a carp?

Oh, it's right to listen to singing, it's so ugly!

No no, still not right.

Although the singing was ugly, the voice of this person in the show was pleasant and moving, and it was different from the broken gong he heard that day.

This is just two people, right?

The more I think about it, the more confused I become, and the more I look at it, the more angry I become.

As soon as his brain became hot, he forwarded a "Cheng Yan Cut Song and Dance Collection" in his hand.

"Why so ugly? Who will tell me, what the hell is this?"

It's obviously very good-looking, isn't the show crew crazy?

... An hour later, the head of the Yancheng Four Young Masters, a face-slapping madman in the entertainment industry, "Master Lin opens up to tear grass-wrapped fresh meat online" on Weibo, became a trending search.

Zheng Qingqing and Qin Xiaofeng finished their evening self-study, returned to the dormitory, and opened Weibo tacitly.

In the past few days, the two of them went to Cheng Yan's Weibo to check in every day as if they had been pumped with chicken blood.

"Hey, tell me, after the next show, will my little brother's Weibo fans explode?"

Zheng Qingqing said firmly: "It will definitely, I think it can increase hundreds of thousands in one night!"

What a joke, when they went back that day, the two of them searched Cheng Yan's Weibo right away. It was almost sad to see and hear tears, and they only had more than 1 followers.

The time on Weibo started at the beginning of the show, and they were all dry "good morning, good night". Obviously, there was no Weibo before, and it was only opened at the request of the program group and the brokerage company.

Taking a closer look at the more than 1 fans, [-]% of them are sunspots and passers-by watching the funny video.

The more the two girls watched, the more angry they became. From that day on, they have been persistently reporting to Cheng Yan's Weibo, with a message of encouragement and cheer every day.

Suddenly, the girl on the upper bunk next to her said "Ouch": "Qingqing, Xiaofeng! Check out Weibo! Someone is tearing up that Cheng Yan you two like!"

Five of the six girls in the dormitory were chasing "Sensual Idol", only the two of them went to the scene last time, and when they came back, they went crazy like Amway's ugly monster, which made the other girls feel deeply uncomfortable.

What is "stunning without makeup", what is "stunning with a song", if you have a nose and eyes, do you think everyone has no eyes?That idiot's eye-catching video is shining brightly.

Zheng Qingqing rolled her eyes: "There are many people who tore our house into flames, not just one or two."

"It's hot, search, la!" The girl said proudly, "Do you know who is tearing him up? Lin Liekai, the leader of the four young masters of Yancheng!"

Zheng Qingqing was gnawing on spicy chicken feet. Hearing this, she almost swallowed a small piece of chicken bone. She coughed a few times before recovering.

God, who!

That Lin Liekai, who is wealthy, handsome and beautiful, single and rich, has a vicious mouth, has a traffic comparable to that of an entertainment star, and has a fan base approaching 2000 million?

The rich and young people in other families all acted in a low-key manner, only this one was different and committed crimes based on their beauty.

Because she looks so good and her family is too rich, it's fine if she doesn't speak all day long, and when she speaks, she can't do without being jealous.

Either tearing up the traffic niche, satirizing Xiaohua for plastic surgery, or directly reposting cutout acting collections, and even once, a little fresh meat didn't know how to reply with a few words, and the young man directly replied "呀Trash the drug", directly kicked out the black material of the other party's drug use.

After kicking Xiao Xianrou and taking drugs that time, he was torn up by fans of that Xiao Xianrou for three days and three nights to slander him, but what they said was all the truth, and it didn't take long for the people in Chaoyang District to report A group of people gathered to take drugs, and unfortunately that little fresh meat was among them.

This time, everyone in the entertainment industry turned pale, and people gave him the nickname "the face-slapping madman in the entertainment industry". In short, he won the favor of the people. A large number of female fans who love his face gathered under Weibo, and All kinds of people who love to eat melons.

The two girls quickly opened Weibo, and sure enough, it was the third most searched item.

The title of "Master Lin tearing grass-wrapped fresh meat online", no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of second-guessing.

"Hey, my husband." Zheng Qingqing stared at Lin Liekai's profile picture, "I haven't seen you for a few days, my husband has become handsome again."

Qin Xiaofeng was really angry: "Don't be a nymphomaniac, isn't he always only tearing up traffic big flowers and cutout movie kings? Why are you tearing up Yanyan today?"

What kind of traffic is Cheng Yan?Have you ever seen the traffic of [-] followers on Weibo?

Fans who were only following the show laughed at Cheng Yan and didn't go out of the circle, but now he was ridiculed again and again by this real super-traffic big V, and passers-by who didn't know why all came to watch, and Lin Liekai's Weibo post was full of comments. A sea of ​​human joy.

Seeing this, little brother Cheng Yan's Weibo followers have increased by [-] to [-], all of them are trolls!

Zheng Qingqing held her chest, crying: "What should I do, my husband tore my son, and my heart hurts."

Looking back, under Young Master Lin's weibo topic, there was a crowd of sunspots dancing.

Dongfang Cuihua: [Hahahaha, the face-slapping madman in the entertainment industry has made another move, aiming at the [-]th-line unknown singer? 】

[Passers-by are confused (￣_,￣) who will come to popularize science, who is this little brother with strange bones and hideous face? 】

[I'm the only one in the world who hasn't watched this kind of sand sculpture talent show, right?I can't choose anything but the face, but now there are no faces to see? 】

[Upstairs sand sculptures open, look at my Tongtong beauty + bel canto! 】

[Sorry, this person does not represent the collective level of "Sensual Idol", let's put a picture of Yi Lun and Xue Xue dancing on the town floor. 】

The two girls couldn't help but quickly found Huang Yi's Weibo.

The Weibo that caused heated discussions that day has subsided, but it is still hanging on Huang Yi's "Hot" tab. As soon as I opened it, the high-definition profile photo sent by the little nurse Li Yuanyuan jumped out.

Zheng Qingqing angrily copied the beautiful picture, and returned to Lin Liekai's Weibo with a "snap".

"This is the real face of little brother Cheng Yan, look with wide eyes!"

It was just after nine o'clock in the evening, the most active time for Weibo users, and her replies were quickly overwhelmed by the flood of replies, making the two girls jump their feet in anger.

"Don't watch it, I'm going to wash up and go to bed to listen to music!" Zheng Qingqing fought hard for a while, but couldn't beat the huge number of melon-eating passers-by, so she threw her phone away angrily.

After washing up, I picked up my phone without giving up and looked at it, but I almost lost my grip and fell directly onto the bed.

Oh my god, it's only 10 minutes, and her retweets @ and replies exceeded 1000? !

"Your husband has flipped your brand!!" The girl on the upper bunk yelled loudly.

Young Master Lin posted that provocative Weibo post, and then disappeared for a few hours, but just now, out of thousands of replies, he only picked out the photo of Cheng Yan she posted, and sent a backhand @.

"Reply to @青青子衿: Hehe. //@青青子衿: This is the true face of little brother Cheng Yan, open your eyes and see!"

……

The trending search that fell silent for a while was once again ranked in the top three.

And the passers-by who heard the news, once again repeated the same mistakes made by Huang Yi on Weibo a while ago.

[What the hell is a person?Funny isn't it? 】

[No, we are not blind, this is definitely not a person. 】

The top comment has been liked more than 3000 times:

[Reported it casually, where did you steal the picture, this is a leapfrogging, okay? 】

The female netizen proudly looked at the number of likes on her comment, and was about to post another one, and after another swipe, she was hacked by Lin Liekai!

"What did I do wrong, husband, tell me!"...

In the dormitory, Zheng Qingqing stared dumbfounded at Cheng Yan's Weibo follower count, which was rising again!

My husband is amazing, and he directly fucked my son's Weibo fans to [-].

At this time, young master Lin, who was lying on the big bed and swiping Weibo, was stretching and shrinking, shrinking and stretching, and finally clicked on "Follow quietly".

Staring at Cheng Yan's exactly [-] followers, he snorted resentfully.

Jin Xun must be sick, so he was ashamed to accept the [-] yuan and transfer it back to him!

……

Pan Yu was lying on the bed in the dormitory, writing hard.

Since the grouping was confirmed, the places where the contestants lived were adjusted immediately to ensure that the contestants in the same group lived in a double room, which was convenient for discussing the works.

There are less than four or five days to rehearse, Cheng Yan doesn't know anything, he can only do more work if he can, and quickly write a hip-hop song suitable for a duet performance.

"Xiao Cheng, do you want to... find a way to add a little guitar playing to the intro, so you can show off your talent?" He scratched his head, feeling a little worried.

How can this be added!

Cheng Yan was also lying on the bed, and upon hearing the words, he replied casually: "You don't need to add a classical guitar, it won't go well."

"Ah? Then what do you do?" Pan Yu felt embarrassed, he couldn't just focus on what he was good at, could he?

Cheng Yan raised his head, his freshly washed face was slightly moist, under the long eyelashes, his pupils were dark and deep.

"I can do whatever you want, I will cooperate with you." He smiled slightly.

The complaints in Pan Yu's heart almost broke through the sky, but he was well-bred and kind-hearted, so he was too embarrassed to laugh at him, so he could only pat his golden hair embarrassingly: "Ahahaha... that's good."

That's right, Cheng Yan doesn't know how to sing anyway, why not write a few repetitive and simple rap lyrics and ask him to memorize them for a while?

"By the way, you write first." Cheng Yan thought for a while, "I'm going to ask for leave tomorrow morning to go out and do some private things."

Pan Yu waved his hand casually: "Okay, you are busy with your work."

Hey, I didn't expect him to be of much help.

"You've finished writing, I'll come back and fix it, and I have to keep improving the arrangement."

Pan Yu smiled wryly and sighed: "The arranger teacher is very busy recently, and every group of contestants is looking for him with the repertoire."

Don't talk about keeping improving, it would be good to give them an average time. After all, there are popular players like Tong Tong and the others.

Cheng Yan turned his face sideways, with a focused expression, and a warm smile spread across his eyes: "It's okay, I'll arrange the music."

Pan Yu absent-mindedly gave an "um" and didn't pay attention to his response at all.

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Zheng Qingqing: Young Master Lin is my husband!Yanyan is my own son!Hey, father and son are torn apart, the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh~~~~