Chapter 1 Capital is Blind

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On the Saturday of the exam week, at 7:21 p.m., "National Idol" updated the latest fourth issue.

Because of the length of time, "Future Star" started the live broadcast earlier, so "National Idol" could only be forced to advance again.

can only rely on the time difference with other programs to get a little insignificant attention, how can it not be the sadness of a show.

Even though he was one of the core circles of the fan group, he had faintly gotten a little news from the president of the support club who could contact the company before the broadcast, Tong Xiacheng still had the last hope.

What if? They have already made enough efforts, such a big blood bag in "Future Star", don't suck white, what if the program team changes their minds and gets people back?

Click on the screen, the campus network is stuck as always on Saturday night, the mobile phone screen is all black, leaving only the middle to represent the circle in the loading has been turning, and it is annoying to see people.

It's good to die, and there was a loud noise from the boys' dormitory building opposite: "Something happened to your horse in the wild, you filial son is in the wild area, should you find tribute for your horse?" ”

"I don't have quality? Who doesn't have quality? Liu Mei's final will be broadcast live immediately, I didn't hang up and abandon you four iron orphans, just to initiate surrender, I'm not qualified enough?"

"If it weren't for this game that only asked me to type five sentences, I would have sent a few of you orphans to reincarnate earlier. ”

Tong Xiacheng only felt that she was holding back her breath in her heart, she had been watching a video here for a long time, and the opposite one could still play games, and even this broken campus network was treated differently?

Half a minute passed, and the voice of the program mentor came from the mobile phone outside, and Tong Xiacheng directly pulled the progress bar to the final like ranking announcement.

Her little idol's name appeared between 56th and 66th, unfortunately, only the top 60 could advance, and her little idol ranked 61st and missed the second performance.

Somewhat stunned, he reflexively took a screenshot, Tong Xiacheng almost instinctively logged on to his social account, posted the screenshot just now, hung a network disk link, and quickly edited the copy in the text box.

{@ι’ζžœθ§†ι’‘ε…¨ζ°‘εΆεƒ, I only ask the program team on my own behalf, and post all my voting records, @ε…¨ζ°‘εΆεƒη»ƒδΉ η”Ÿ-Why is Yu Xiaoxiao's votes so low?#全民偢像黑幕##ε…¨ζ°‘εΆεƒεšη₯¨#}

The red number in the message notification bar is rapidly getting bigger, but Tong Xiacheng, who is usually a little obsessive-compulsive, didn't click on it to look at it.

After two minutes, the screen of the phone automatically turns off because there is no operation.

Tong Xiacheng stared at the screen that had completely blacked out, not knowing what he was thinking.

After she glanced at her roommate in bed, turned down the volume of her mobile phone and turned on the live broadcast of "Future Star", the voice of the host, whose voice was a little hoarse, came out.

Tong Xiacheng's eyes became sharp in an instant, and the roommate on the bed did not receive any signal, but adjusted his position and watched the live broadcast with the person in the bed next door.

"I heard that today's opening is a chorus of all the contestants, so will Wang Yuyuan come back from taking leave from the crew?"

"Yes, I saw Reuters. ”

"I don't know how the station of the program team will arrange this chorus. ”

"Probably the three finalists are in the middle, right?"

Tong Xiacheng put his mobile phone in his pocket again, and after leaving the dormitory, he directly found a nearby hotel to open a room, first took out his spare mobile phone and rushed to the power, and after repeatedly confirming that he had turned off the sound, he turned on the live broadcast of "Future Star".

quickly locked the positions of Wang Yuyuan and Liu Ling, Tong Xiacheng's hand almost didn't stop, and he quickly picked out nine pictures with a 'sense of story', carefully matched the copy, and gave a thumbs up to a few comments in the comment area, so that their comments could occupy the front row, and Tong Xiacheng began to edit the next one.

{#ιΈ’θΏœι•ΏζŸ³ [super talk]#ε‘œε‘œε‘œε‘œζˆ‘η»ˆδΊŽη­‰εˆ°ε‘η³–δΊ†, poor female college students also came to draw some money for everyone, and re-evaluated my last article to draw 10 sisters to play 21.8, and only draw cpf. }

After posting this, Tong Xiacheng's 'work' is not over, both sides of the station plus the CP station began to publish pictures one after another, Tong Xiacheng began to forward the pictures of these stations with high frequency, and with the copy, he used the means of like + reply to control the wind direction in his comment area, and he was busy until almost twelve o'clock, and then put down his spare mobile phone.

Before the end of the day, Tong Xiacheng took screenshots of the comments and forwards of the things he posted today, and agreed to send them to an email address after packing.

(I'll say goodbye tonight.) οΌ‰

(When will you settle the final payment?)

Even in the early hours of the morning, the other party didn't let her wait too long.

(Are you in such a hurry? Really don't consider doing our long-term business?If you do well, you can directly enter our company after graduation to do powder shipping.) οΌ‰

Tong Xiacheng laughed mockingly.

(Alas, there is no way, it's almost the end of the semester, and I haven't listened to the lectures much this semester, so I still have to review and review at the front.) οΌ‰

The other party seemed to have some regrets.

(Yes, academics are also important.) It's a pity that you don't continue to do it, or you are busy with your studies during this time, let's run the RPS of the new drama for us, we will give you the number and materials, and you can do the station sister number breaking news number or output number. οΌ‰

(Our previous cooperation was quite pleasant, and it was easier to negotiate the price of continuing to cooperate.) οΌ‰

Tong Xiacheng was a little disdainful, but the words typed out were very polite.

(I want to, too, but I'm a senior next semester, and I have a lot of things to do, so I don't necessarily have to take care of them.) οΌ‰

(In that case, I'll get back in touch later.) οΌ‰

Changed back to his main mobile phone, Tong Xiacheng posted a circle of friends.

(Now these capitals are particularly mentally ill, what kind of waste things are they all holding, Liu Ling is unpleasant to talk to death, and ugly things with no emotional intelligence who want the company to wipe their butts every day can actually become a goose princess, Wang Yuyuan can't sing, dance, can't be a vase, it's the kind of stupid waste that loves to cry, the company is also a treasure, Xie Yulan can only write a few broken folk songs, the high-pitched, mid-to-low tones are all bad, the most popular one is Liu Ling's broken gong voice, which can receive three endorsements, is there any eyes and not blind brains, look at my treasure. οΌ‰

(Li Tianyu, what kind of blind dog thing you are letting my treasure out of the company early, it's that your broken company's feng shui is not good and hurts my treasure, Liu Ling's ugly doll can fly to Antarctica to be a penguin when you leave your company, and my treasure will only be more popular if you leave your plague chicken.) οΌ‰

posted seven or eight circles of friends, and the anger in Tong Xiacheng's heart only subsided slightly, and now such an emotion to write a farewell to the fans will only be grabbed by the biaos in CPF, she is a famous bowl of water on CPF's side, and it is the last day, and the character cannot collapse.

Therefore, Tong Xiacheng only posted a CP article she wrote, and was ready to wait for her to be emotionally stable before saying goodbye.

At this time, she received a WeChat call from her colleague.

The two met when they watched the small theater offline, and the company's previous positioning was quite different, and they wanted to learn from the peninsula country and the island country, and now it is estimated that they have finally figured out the road of socialism with Chinese characteristics.

It's a pity that it was a little late to figure it out.

Before, there were more boys who went to the theater, so she made a few appointments with this fellow girl.

"Orange Orange, I'm so angry, I'm really angry. ”

"Your circle of friends scolded too right, the capital is blind, isn't the ugly hair just that the fans will blow it, and the company dares to buy it, those music critics praise her like a person who can write songs in the Chinese music world, is she not afraid of retribution for bad money?"

"There are also those in the industry, usually all eyes are in the sky, as soon as they talk about helping to do charity, they start to stand on the street for people, in the name of charity, just bad money, what old artists, is a bunch of old puppets. ”

"The company is mentally retarded, I don't know if the rain and dew are even stained when I send people out to compete, and I am still holding the royal family of the broken gong, and I can hear that the solo of the broken gong debut is repaired sound, but the electric music is not repaired, and the company also buys the draft to blow the almighty. ”、

"I thought that even if the company didn't buy debut positions for others, at least the program team would not pressure our family tickets if the company paid a lot of money, and Bao would not really go to the live broadcast after returning to the company. Once the label of Internet celebrity is attached, it is difficult to tear it off. ”

"When will Bao's contract expire, why did the company let the ugly hair go, wasn't the ugly hair always making up for the time when he was in the company, and couldn't he keep it for the people?"

"By the way, Ugly Mao wrote so many songs, there must have been some of them written when he was in the company, can Li Tianyu's stupid X suing Ugly Mao make Ugly Mao lose money?"

"Why can ugly hair be a princess, ugly hair is a pure ugly doll, and she hasn't counted it in her own heart, when she starts the live broadcast, she always wants to scare anyone to death without makeup, does the capital have a love for ugliness?"

The ugly hair she said was the black name given to Liu Ling by the fans of Liu Ling's original company after Liu Ling became well-known, after all, in their hearts, Liu Ling was still the harlequin who couldn't become a group back then, and could only wear a hood to make up for the time of his little idol, and he couldn't even show his face.

As for the broken gong, it is the object of another company's support, and this release ranking goes directly into the debut position, because the sound is often broken when the theater is performed, so it is called a broken gong.

Tong Xiacheng did not scold with this fellow bearer.

Anyway, she has done several waves of fat powder for different companies, and her ability to regulate her emotions is still stronger than that of ordinary people.

While comforting her share, she sighed in her heart, and her already restless mood became even more uncalm.

The call lasted for a total of an hour and a half, and Tong Xiacheng was tossed by his anger and had a stomachache.

After hanging up the phone, she ordered a takeout, and while waiting for the takeout, she looked at the ceiling fixedly, a little dazed.

Yu Xiaoxiao was actually eliminated after the first performance, although she knew that the company did not give any necessary support to the second team sent out this time, but there was a sentence that Tong Xiacheng agreed, she really thought that the program team would look at the company's money, at least not to press Xiao Xiao's ticket.

Because he has made fat powder for people, Tong Xiacheng knows better than ordinary fans how difficult it is for a small star to become popular without the strong support of the company.

So the reason why she hates Liu Ling so much, maybe the deeper reason is because she is really a little envious.

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