The heat on Weibo is gradually fermenting.

By the time He Yanzhi watched it before getting off work, the entry "Qin Luowei donated a helmet to the trade union in City B" had already been on the hot search list.

He Yanzhi clicked on the Weibo of the Workers' Association of City B again, and the comments below have skyrocketed by several orders of magnitude compared to what she had seen before.

There are praises, admiration, slanders, scolding, and unintentional.

It's like all living beings.

He Yanzhi calmed down and quickly browsed the comment area.

Fans have already conquered the high ground in the comment area, and the first few are all "brainless" remarks about Kuaqin Luowei.

However, there are a lot of comments slandering Qin Luowei and saying that he is hype, and these statements are still very extreme, and the language is extremely ugly.

However, she saw that more passers-by had a positive evaluation of this matter, and they all said that their perception of Qin Luowei had reversed.

Seeing this, He Yanzhi understood that they had successfully completed the first step in saving Qin Luoweilu's popularity.

I packed my things and went home from work in a relaxed mood.

She's ready to treat herself to something good today.

It's been a long time since the last time she "treated herself", and the last time was when the pot was halfway through the pot, she was called away by Xia Zhengqing to deal with Qin Luowei's hot search, and finally when she got home, the soup was already cold, but that day she "blackmailed" Qin Luowei into a hot pot, which is not a loss, so it has been more than half a month today.

It's time to feed yourself something good.

After all, she has worked hard for so long during this time, and the sweat she has put in has also achieved certain results.

Although the journey is still a long way to go, the success of the first step is worth celebrating!

When He Yanzhi passed by the cake shop, she stopped the little electric donkey and bought herself a small tiramisu cake, although the price was a little expensive, but she still paid for it.

Walking out of the cake shop with the small cake in the bag, the providence gradually cooled down, and the feeling of autumn has arrived. The leaves of the plane trees next to the street began to turn yellow, and large swaths of dead leaves fell to the ground, which were cleaned by sanitation workers or street shops, and gathered around the roots of the trees, forming a bunch of small protrusions.

Sometimes a wind blows, rolls up a few fallen leaves, spins low in the air, and slowly falls back to the ground. The crumbling yellow leaves on the tree, as if unable to resist the freedom of fluttering in the wind, disregarded the branch's best efforts, broke away from the branch, and whirled and danced in the air, but the autumn wind deceived it, and it was not long before the yellow leaf fell to the ground in a fluttering manner. It's free, but it's just a few seconds.

If the wind has the image of someone, then Qiu Feng should be a treacherous scumbag, right?

He Yanzhi looked at the fallen leaves dancing in the wind and the thick and tall plane trees, and just as she was thinking about it, a gust of wind swept towards her, not big, but the wind still carried the solemn coolness of autumn.

He Yanzhi hurriedly tightened his windbreaker and walked quickly to the little electric donkey.

When she got home and finished dinner, she took out the tiramisu, opened the lid, and scooped up a spoonful with a small spoon.

The light white animal cream is sprinkled with a thin layer of brown chocolate powder, the cream melts in the mouth, as if there is nothing, the sweet taste and the slightly bitter taste of the chocolate powder are neutralized together, and it will not appear sweet, making the sweetness just right, not thick or light.