In the past few days, in addition to accompanying the little baby at home, Ye Feng has coded words at night, and then he is studying the software of celebrity circle.

The more he researched, the more he realized that this software was really powerful.

It's not just rankings, it's news, social, entertainment, and more.

Moreover, he doesn't just have one account at seven o'clock now, he has four accounts in just a few days......

One was registered for him at seven o'clock, and the other was registered by Phantom Sword, both of which are the accounts of online writers, and the other is the account of martial arts author Ziye, which was naturally certified by the "Legend of Jianghu" magazine, and the other is the account of an ordinary user registered by Ye Feng himself.

And what's interesting is that now in the ranking, there are two "leaves", one is a seven-point platinum writer, and the other is a phantom sword platinum writer. Of course, these are all real numbers, but the authentication platform is different.

Compared with Ye Zi, Zi Ye's ranking is relatively low, although the sales of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" are very explosive both in magazines and physical books, but recently Ye Zi's two books have also been put on the shelves, and the first order has reached a new record level, which has increased his exposure again.

However, Purple Night's status in the novel world is definitely incomparable to Yezi. After all, the weight of the authors of physical book publishing is higher than that of online authors. This is actually industry suppression, in the novel industry, online writers are often inferior, no matter how high you rank, in front of the same level of bosses, you are a little shorter, which is also the so-called industry contempt chain.

"Isn't this song a melancholy?"

In the "Entertainment News" interface, there is a push, and above it is a video, and in the video, it is the fat man singing this song.

Looking at the surrounding scenes, it should be a fat man participating in the art exam of Haichuan, and there are teachers around.

“…… A glass of moonlight, a cup of distant ......"

The fat man didn't drink this time, he sang more deeply, and he seemed to have something on his mind that day, so this song was expressed by him more flavorfully.

"At this level of singing, there is no problem in passing the exam. Ye Feng listened to the fat man's slightly deep voice in the video, and I have to say that the fat man is still more suitable for singing folk songs, and his voice is very infectious.

In fact, the full version of the song sung by the fat man in the past few days is completely popular, and he is seen on major social networking sites, which should have been recorded by the teacher of Haichuan and posted on the Internet, and it became uncontrollable all of a sudden, and now even Weibo hot searches have this song to eliminate sorrow.

"Suzuzu~"

At this time, Ye Feng's mobile phone rang.

"Hey?" Looking at the caller ID, it was a fat man, Ye Feng was a little puzzled, it was more than nine o'clock in the evening, what was this dead fat man calling himself for?

"Brother, brother~" The fat man's speech was a little slurred, and he drank too much when he heard it.

"Where are you, where are you, come and have a drink, a drink or two?"

"Don't go. ”

Ye Feng didn't think about it, and directly refused.

"Big brother!" the fat man seemed to be a little excited, shouting, "If you want to, if you don't come, we will break up in the future! You, you are my cousin!" As he spoke, the fat man cried inexplicably.

"I don't even have someone to talk to, so I know you......"

Ye Feng was also speechless, "Okay, where are you?"

"Hengxiang Road ChaCha barbecue. ”

"Alright, just wait. ”

……

Today's weather is a little gloomy, there is no moon to be seen outside, and next to a roadside stall, there is a big fat man who is drunk in a daze, and there is a thin man with a disgusted face sitting next to him.

Needless to say, this is Mei Pu and Ye Feng.

"Brother, you don't know my suffering, I haven't been to school since I was a child, woo woo. The fat man burst into tears and kept crying to Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng didn't believe it, there were still people who hadn't gone to school these days, just kidding, right?

"It's okay, your family is so rich, you still have a lot of ...... if you want to go to school"

"My dad has hired all kinds of tutors for me since I was very young, can you understand the pain of ten teachers and one student? Can you understand the loneliness of not having classmates? I am miserable!"

"I'm grass!"

Before Ye Feng finished his words, he was choked by the fat man.

Oh my Nima!

Ye Feng is really speechless, you dead fat man is deliberately trying to stimulate people, right?

However, compared with the fat man's next sentence, this sentence is weak, and Ye Feng's worldview is about to collapse.

"Brother, you don't know, if I don't work hard, I can only go home and inherit the hundreds of billions of family property, I am under a lot of pressure. ”

Looking at the fat man's crying face and the tragic expression of tears, if you don't know, you will definitely think that he is going home to pay off his debts, right?

Is it good for me Nima to go home and inherit the family business?

As for crying like this?

If you don't want to inherit, give it to us!

Some people want to be good!

However, although the fat man's words sounded exaggerated, Ye Feng could understand it a little bit.

The reason why the fat man is so uncomfortable is mainly because he received a notice from Haichuan today.

He failed the art exam.

From the fat man's words, Ye Feng felt as if he had expected that he would be brushed off.

"My dad wants me to go home and be the president, I won't go!" the fat man was drunk and dazed, and continued to chatter, "I said I wanted to sing, and he greeted the sea media and didn't let them admit me." ”

"Ahh

The fat man was more excited, and yelled a few times towards the road, so scared that there was no one in this area.

"Brother, I've invited this meal, so let's go. Finally, the boss couldn't stand it anymore and gave them an eviction order, after all, their table affected the business too much, which scared away several groups of customers.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

Ye Feng hurriedly apologized embarrassedly, put down the money, and dragged the fat man away.

"Brother, where are we going?" the fat man asked in a slurred manner as he lay on Ye Feng's back in a daze.

"Go home. ”

"Where?"

"Go home. ”

"It's good to go home, it's good to go home, big brother, cousin, can you sing it to me again to dispel my sorrows, I'm worried now......"

"Go back and sing again!"

"Okay, a glass of moonlight, a cup of ...... Wow~"

"Don't, don't, I'...... Grass!"

The fat man vomited and vomited Ye Feng's body.

Ye Feng's face was dark, not to mention how dark, it was almost merged with the night. Originally, he could have dodged, but if Ye Feng dodged, this dead fat man would probably be choked enough. Therefore, Ye Feng was born to suffer from his vomit.

I originally wanted to take a taxi, but now it's okay, either walking, or driving a fat sports car, after all, Ye Feng is like this, it is estimated that no one will pull him.

After thinking about it, in the end, Ye Feng decided to drive back, after all, it was so late, there should be no traffic police, right? After all, Ye Feng also drank some wine just now, and he didn't have a driver's license yet, mainly because he was caught by the traffic police, and it was estimated that it would be cold.

ps: Thank you for the reward of An Xiaoluo and Luoji, thank you.