As soon as the phone rang, Sister Liu's anxious voice came from the other side.

"My little ancestor, but you finally answered my phone and fell asleep?"

"No, I was taking a bath just now, did something happen Sister Liu?" Guan Qingning sat on the sofa and said lazily.

"What a good job you've done. ”

"Me?"

"Let you promote your own album on Weibo, how can you control others, little ancestor?"

Guan Qingning pursed her lips and smiled lightly, and said nonchalantly: "Sister Liu, what's this, it's just a trivial matter, ridiculing the atmosphere." ”

"Alas, I really don't know what to say about you, you can read it on Weibo yourself. ”

"Okay, I'll see. ”

After hanging up the phone, Guan Qingning turned on the computer and logged in to the Weibo interface.

As a first-line female singer in China, Guan Qingning's appearance is considered top-class in the singing industry, and her singing voice is good, so she has a lot of fans on Weibo, with more than 23 million.

Just post a Weibo, and within an hour, there will be more than 10,000 replies to the message.

Under the latest Weibo, Guan Qingning pulled down to the message area.

Originally, the look was casual and indifferent, but gradually became stunned because of the content of the message.

"Ning Ning is going to release a new album, looking forward to it!" (erotic expression)"

"Daai Ningning, tomorrow the new song will be released, I want to download it ten times, and I can't do the live broadcast!"

"Confession balloons are so nice. ”

"Brothers and sisters, I'm going to rebel, what should I do?"

"Thank you, the song you recommended is really good. ”

"Piercing Ning Ning, people's confession balloons are really better than your songs. ”

"Tell Guan Qingning that I can't go back. ”

"I'm a fan of Ning Ning, but to be honest, that confession balloon is really good, and it's ...... Vivi is really beautiful. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be...... I wanted to mock others, but it turned out to be self-defeating, right?"

"This is called pretending not to be forced, but to be forced by that. ”

“……”

Guan Qingning didn't expect that the Weibo he sent out casually because of his mood would actually evolve into such a situation.

In the past, a Weibo now had no more than 15,000 messages, but now it has come to nearly 30,000.

It can be seen that this matter is indeed not small.

"It's really better than my song?" Guan Qingning looked at the Weibo messages, muttering in his mouth, feeling a little unconvinced.

When chattering, enter the words 'confession balloon' in the Weibo search box, and then look for it.

found a Weibo with an ID called Su Weiwei, clicked on it, and glanced at her fans.

Less than 100,000.

Wu Zi chuckled, Guan Qingning pulled down and saw the latest Weibo news.

Looking at the beautiful selfie, Guan Qingning frowned, and a faint sense of jealousy suddenly appeared.

Clicking on "Confession Balloon", she put on headphones and listened quietly.

From the initial dissatisfaction, to the gradual surprise, shock and solemnity.

After listening to the whole song, Guan Qingning took off his headphones, and his mood was so complicated that he couldn't help himself for a long time.

Like the words of some people in the message, in fact, when he posted this Weibo, Guan Qingning's disdain was even stronger.

Because, she never took Su Weiwei's words in her eyes, and said it so boldly, firstly, because of her mood, Su Weiwei asked her to wait for a few hours to record the song this afternoon, and she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable about it.

The second is to vaguely mobilize fans to give Su Weiwei eye medicine, so that she knows the gap between ordinary people and first-line singers.

But I didn't expect that the quality of other people's songs was the best, and in the end it was self-defeating, and actually helped her promote the song "Confession Balloon" in turn.

"Delete Weibo now?"

Guan Qingning thought about it, strangled this idea, the previous Weibo speech was not very aggressive, and the taste of ridicule was relatively subtle, and it could even be regarded as ridicule.

Fans who like her will not stop liking her because of this Weibo.

But if Weibo is deleted, then it will be a big problem.

Small belly chicken intestines, I can't see that others are better than myself, this name will definitely not be able to run away.

Therefore, at this moment, Guan Qingning can only watch as Su Weiwei uses her words to attract a large number of fans, and she can't refute anything.

This feeling is like being sold, and you have to laugh and help count the money, as if you have eaten flies, which is very uncomfortable.

However, who is to blame for this kind of thing in the end, it is not her own mouth.

……

Su Weiwei in the live broadcast found that the wind direction of the barrage had changed.

"Weiwei, your Weibo, go and take a look!"

"Anchor, your Weibo has exploded. ”

"Guan Qingning actually helped you publicize the confession balloon, which is amazing for my Wei. ”

"Tell me honestly, what is the relationship between you and Ning Ning?"

Su Weiwei frowned and said, "What's the matter, my Weibo exploded?"

Muttering, Su Weiwei hurriedly clicked on her Weibo and was surprised to find it.

"Ah, why do I have so many Weibo fans?!"

Su Weiwei was stunned.

Since the launch of Energy-Drink, her Weibo followers have gradually increased, from only a few thousand to 10,000 at the beginning, and then to more than 20,000 not long ago.

However, to her surprise, only an hour or two has passed, and the number of her Weibo fans has risen from more than 20,000 to more than 90,000, nearly 100,000!

That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

What's going on?

After some investigation and understanding, Su Weiwei learned that it was Guan Qingning who helped her promote "Confession Balloon" on her Weibo.

Su Weiwei was a little confused, Guan Qingning actually helped herself, was she so kind?

Queen Weiwei, who was filled with joy, couldn't think about the key to this matter, and hurriedly paid attention to Guan Qingning, and then left a message to thank her.

"Thank you Sister Ning Ning for your Weibo promotion, love you, Mo Mo Da. ”

Guan Qingning's side, when he saw this message, he suddenly felt bad.

But what can she do now?

Scolding Su Weiwei shamelessly?

No, that's scolding herself.

Don't respond to that?

No, that's playing big cards.

Guan Qingning, who was in a dilemma, could only show an MMP expression in a smile, and then responded to Su Weiwei head-on.

"Come on, your song is great, Momoda. ”

……

Before six o'clock in the morning, Su Yang was woken up by a strange feeling.

When he opened his sleepy eyes, he saw a pretty face that was too delicate to speak, and in those big shining eyes, it seemed to be a clear spring, looking at Su Yang with a bright eye.

The person in front of her was naturally a naughty sister, but at this moment, she was holding a gel pen in her hand, poking around Su Yang's face.

"What are you doing?" Su Yang pushed her away angrily, and hurriedly turned over and did it.

"Hahaha......" Su Weiwei stared at Su Yang for half a second, and then laughed heartily.

Su Yang scolded her for being sick, and then took a look at the mirror placed in the bedside storage cabinet, and immediately the whole person's face was slightly distorted.

I saw that Su Yang in the mirror had his lips painted black, and his left and right cheeks were painted with small turtles with teeth and claws.

"Su Weiwei!" Su Yang gritted his teeth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hold back, I didn't hold back, hahahaha...... Hiccup!" Su Weiwei quickly apologized, and in the middle of her sentence, she laughed again.

It's just that what makes people laugh instantly, at the end of the laugh, she suddenly hiccups.

Su Yang: ......

"Are you kidding me, hahaha......"