As soon as Qiao Mu heard the little girl's voice, the anger on his handsome face immediately dissipated a lot.

He sighed and softened his tone, "Did you register a Weibo account and hang up my authentication information?"

On the other end of the phone, Ling Zihuan replied without hesitation, "Yes, second uncle, you know it so quickly?"

God is amazing!

Qiao Mu pinched his eyebrows irritably, "Give me the account password, and the vote you initiated, delete it quickly!"

Ling Zihuan was puzzled, "Why? The votes are almost millions, what a pity to delete it, no!"

Listening to the little girl's righteous and stern refusal, Qiao Mu patiently explained to her, "I know you want to cheer for your seventeenth sister, but the method is not right.

Now that the Huajin Awards are about to open, aren't you stirring up heat for her, but recruiting black, do you understand?"

These words made Ling Zihuan silent for a few seconds, and only then did he hesitate to say: "How come, I saw that it was said on the Internet that the candidates nominated for the Huajin Award every year will refer to the online popularity as one of the selection conditions!"

Second uncle, I'm not recruiting black for Sister Seventeen, I want Huajin Award to see her popularity, maybe this is the key to her victory!"

Qiao Mu took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a puff, "Isn't it stupid? Even if the Huajin Award has to refer to the popularity on the Internet, it was when the nominations were just released, when is it now?"

The results of the selection have long been in the hands of the judges, you are now completely ill and rushed to the doctor, you are good, give me the account number and password!"

Hearing this, Ling Zihuan pursed her mouth and sullenly, "Second uncle, are you sure?

"I won't lie to anyone if I lie to you, be obedient, delete the vote first, hand over the account and password to me, and I will keep this account in the future!"

"Oh......"

Ling Zihuan responded very unwillingly, she exited the call page, and after logging in to Weibo, she was very reluctant to delete the voting content, hesitated, and then held up her mobile phone and asked: "Second uncle, do you say that the Huajin Award has an inside story?"

Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes, "What are you doing?"

Ling Zihuan said seriously: "If there is an inside story, or ...... Would you like to buy the award for Best Supporting Actress for Sister Seventeen?

She filmed this drama so well, if she doesn't win the award, it's too much to say!"

Qiao Mu: "......"

You were the Joaquin Award set up by the Qiao family?!

He smiled helplessly, and calmed down before reassuring the little girl, "What's the inside story, besides, your seventeenth sister's acting skills are obvious to everyone."

If she is really good enough, the judges of the Joaquin Award will not bury her. ”

Ling Zihuan tugged at the corners of her mouth, "Okay then, the account number and password have been sent to you." ”

"Good, it's not early, let's go rest!"

After that, Qiao Mu was about to hang up the phone.

Those problems on the Internet are still waiting for him to deal with.

Anyway, Yan Shiqi is now Qiao's artist, and the little girl is devoted to her, but she ignores many realistic factors.

Qiao Mu removed the phone from his ear, and just as his thumb was about to press the end button, Ling Zihuan's eager voice came from the earpiece again, "Second uncle, second uncle, etc!"

"What's wrong?" Qiao Mu said.

Ling Zihuan thought about it again and again, and then tempted: "Second uncle, when will you come to see me?"

One sentence made Qiao Mu's heart soften.

If he hadn't been sane, I'm afraid he would have to go straight to the airport with his mobile phone.

He can't go, at least for half a month, he can't go.

Qiao Mu was silent for a long time, and the little girl was at a loss, worried about upsetting him, so she explained stupidly, "Second uncle, I'll just ask!"