Chapter 237: Did you give cp powder any sugar today? (18)
Soon, various information about Xiang Xing appeared in the comment area under the program group's Weibo.
At first glance, she was really just a cover-song celebrity on the small video platform, fancy frying pan in the comment area.
[The internet celebrity is okay... How about the good partner is a "strength rookie singer"? Are Internet celebrities in the circle? ]
[One said, she is so cute... Ah, what if I eat this face? ]
[Upstairs, we are singing and performing a variety show, what can Yan do? ]
[How can you talk like this! Our star sings very well! And they are dual-line singers, are you? Are you the kid selected by Fan Fan? ? ]
The excited fan also directly posted several links, all of which are Xiang Xing’s most popular cover videos on the small video platform.
However, it has not changed the opinion of the people who eat melons.
[Oh, sound card fighter. ]
[Harm, this repair sound makes my head hurt. ]
[Where does the courage come from to participate in the show? What to do if you go on stage, you will lose fans, little sister. ]
After a bit of ridicule, Xiang Xing's fans were not OK in an instant.
Xiang Xing at the back of the screen felt... as if everyone was right.
On the three-character classic, it was indeed after adjusting the cover of the original lady's sister, before sending it out.
Sometimes she herself is not too embarrassed to listen.
Thinking about it, the little guy sighed quietly.
The next second, the WeChat message popped out with a ding dong.
[Si Fan]: Don't read Weibo, it's better to practice singing seriously if you have time.
...
[Xiang Xing]: Why do you know again? #狗头
[Si Fan]: You go up and down so many times on Weibo, it's hard for me not to know.
[Si Fan]: Obedient, offline.
...
Xiang Xing tilted his head, and made up for what Si Fan looked like when he said this sentence.
Suddenly, the back became a bit cold again.
I had to puff my face and type silently.
[Xiang Xing]: Hao Ba.
She thought about it and added another sentence.
[Xiang Xing]: Actually, I won't be affected, I'm all used to it.
Finally, I added another emoticon with a duck head and chest tall, wings more than Thumbing.
"..."
Seeing the long list of seemingly indifferent, but in fact faintly sad words, the man paused slightly and squeezed the phone tightly.
"Hao Le, look up how those black materials came from."
He spoke calmly, his tone slightly cold.
"OK."
Hao Le took out the laptop instantly and tapped on the keyboard.
After a while, he raised his head and explained earnestly, "Brother Fan, except for some brainless blacks, the others seem to have been deliberately fired by the Sanzijing. The purpose of their company is to have both red and black traffic."
As he said, he seemed to remember something, and sighed self-reproachfully, "Sorry, Brother Fan, because we didn't investigate the background of Miss Xiang Xing, this kind of omission happened..."
"I decide people, it has nothing to do with you."
Si Fan interrupted his words.
He constricted his eyes like thick ink, groaned, and suddenly raised his hand and waved it lightly, "You continue to connect with the program team, I will deal with this matter."
"……OK."
Hao Le exited the office silently.
The man took a deep breath and returned his eyes to the chaotic comment area.
After thinking for a while, his slender fingertips lightly swiped a few times on the screen.
...
After half an hour.
Weibo collapsed.
The last time he posted a blog was more than half a year ago, and he posted only a copywriter to promote a new song, Si Fan, he actually posted a Weibo!
The fans instantly killed them with their heads full of question marks, to find out.