The next day, Mo Xiaomo's official blog of the Global Support Association posted a Weibo: "Tear * no appointment, quietly rainbow fart, concentrate on casting, diligently do data, and let our queen get back the results she deserves." In addition, the vote for fan names has entered the countdown, so don't miss it, little brothers and sisters who haven't voted yet. ”

The fans who were originally grinding their fists have nowhere to press their heads now, especially many fans of the first and second places feel that they are at a loss, and they just deny it for the sake of idols. Mo Xiaomo's fans came out this time, and they simply made their heavy punches hit the cotton. The meaning of Mo Xiaomo's official blog is that you are spreading rumors and nonsense, what should we do, what do you like.

Liu Ruizi has been worried since watching the show yesterday, especially when he opened Weibo and found that there was a scolding on the Internet, he was even more angry. Who knew that when I woke up, I saw such a Weibo with more than 10,000 likes......

Jiao Kun's twenty-four filial husband was addicted, and he got up early to prepare breakfast for Liu Ruizi, and saw that Liu Ruizi had been staring at the mobile phone and the food was not delicious, so he hurriedly snatched the mobile phone from her hand.

"I've read it all, this morning Mo Xiaomo's support club posted a Weibo, this support club is not simple under the skin, this Weibo posted both miserably and morale. I think there is a master behind me, so don't worry. ”

"Why am I worried about that girl, she is Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, who can bully her?" Liu Ruizi sighed and shook his head helplessly, "I'm distressed...... Husband, do you remember my original intention of being 'I shine the most'?"

Jiao Kun smiled and stuffed a piece of bread to her: "How could you not remember? At that time, you directly threw the program planner on my desk, saying that you wanted to do a draft, an absolutely fair draft, and let the audience choose the singers they like, without being influenced by any capital." ”

Liu Ruizi smiled: "Yes, and then you pat your chest and say, 'Do it boldly with confidence, your husband will be your backing'!" After that, the two looked at each other and smiled, but in less than three seconds, the smile on Liu Ruizi's face faded, "In the first two seasons, although I received money, I would help some players add shots, and I would use some players to hype, and even hype up by unscrupulous means...... But I ...... I have always insisted on not violating my original intention and letting the audience choose their favorite ......"

Her voice was a little choked, and Jiao Kun hurriedly took Liu Ruizi into his arms: "It's me who is not good, I shouldn't let Liangliang ......"

"Husband, I have been dyed by this circle for so many years, and I only have this piece of pure land ......"

Jiao Kun saw that Liu Ruizi was getting more and more excited, and he was also anxious: "I'll replace Jiao Liang tomorrow!"

Liu Ruizi shook his head: "In the production process of the program, it is most taboo to change the producer and director...... Forget it, it's not good for Liufang's reputation to spread it. ”

"At this time, I still think about the company's ......"

Liu Ruizi snuggled in his sleepy arms, took his hand and touched his belly and smiled: "I must be thinking about the company, that's our father's hard work, right?

"What more could a husband ask for in marrying a wife? ”

At the same time, the so-called support committee on the other side, Bo Pi, is holding an emergency meeting.

"Chairman, now that the number of votes has opened the second place, more than 600,000 people, do we need to buy the account to vote?"

"Observe for a while, let the fans operate by themselves first, and don't interfere unless necessary. ”’

"Do we need to intervene in this operation?"

"No, but you still have to keep an eye on what's going on over there and report it as soon as possible. ”

"Do you want to buy fans on Weibo?"

"How many people will pay attention to a normal support club?"

The data analyst replied with a heavy framework: "The average traffic ranges from 100,000 to 600,000, and the popular traffic ranges from 1 million to 3 million." ”

"So much?"

"Most of them have multiple accounts for one person, and there are also a lot of zombie fans. ”

"Then wait for now, if the game is over and it doesn't reach 500,000, then do it. The person sitting on the main seat tapped his fingers, "How's the fan name selection?"

"We have entered the second round of voting, and the results will be available tomorrow. ”

"Let's do it for now, and then report if there's anything new. ”

Everyone exited the conference room and wiped the cold sweat on their heads.

"I never thought that one day I would have to do such a thing. ”

"Shhh

"Think I'm a Yale Graduate......"

"Is my master's degree from Tsinghua worse than yours?"

The data analyst pinched his glasses: "Dr. Harvard doesn't think it matters, and thinks it's time to eat." ”

Mo Xiaomo's fan name collection activity on the Internet, after several days and nights of competition, was finally born - bubbles. The bubble is one, born and destroyed together, let us be gorgeous together because we have each other!

In this network, there are Buddhist passers-by and fans, and naturally there are lemon essence who are not willing to be lonely.

"Hehe, foam, it bursts at the touch of it. ”

"A short bubble can't last a few seconds. ”

"Mo Xiaomo's fans are crazy, they have such a name!"

Of course, the new bubbles will not let them be like this: "Life is short, I want to be brilliant together." ”

"It is precisely because of the fireworks that it is more memorable and cherished. ”

Mo Xiaomo didn't know about these disputes, she was being dizzy by a few fanatical admirers.

"Master Mo, what do you think I should do next?" Ji Fangfang dutifully thumped Mo Xiaomo's leg, "Do you say that the company can really hold me?"

"Fangfang, can you let go of my legs first?"

"Mo Ye, will the songs I write be too niche?"

"Tiancheng...... I don't eat apples, don't peel ...... me."

"Isn't it a little difficult for me to follow the path of a singer with this timbre?

"Tian Tian...... Don't fan...... I'm not hot......"

Qian Xintian suddenly put down the fan: "Then I'll pour you a glass of water!"

"Stay!"

"Shall I peel you a banana then?"

"No need to ......"

"I'll give you a shoulder touch!"

"Brave men spare their lives!"

Mo Xiaomo hurriedly escaped from the dormitory, regretting that she had used such a way to comfort them today...... It's like shooting yourself in the foot.

She finally couldn't hear the magic behind her, and finally tried to find a place to rest, but she found a person staring at her motionless at the other end of the corridor......

"You are the ......" Mo Xiaomo scratched her head and thought for a long time, "That ...... ...... Excuse me...... What's your name?"

Hou Ke twitched the corners of his mouth and wanted to have a seizure, but when he thought that he seemed to be here to apologize, he had to swallow this breath back.

"I'm Hou Ke, you only beat me up two days ago......"

"I didn't do it!

"Okay, I'm Hou Ke, who was taught by you not long ago......"

Mo Xiaomo put her hands in her trouser pockets, pursed her lips and said, "The word lesson is ambiguous...... It is easy for others to misunderstand. ”

"Hou Ke, who was educated by you! Hou Ke, who had an all-night long talk with you! Mo Xiaomo, are you finished? The old lady is here to apologize!"

"Huh, apologize?"