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Chapter 35 The Wind Passes by the Ears

It is better to be abandoned by your lover than to be abandoned by the times.

This sentence has been fulfilled in the subconscious behavior of many people.

Abandoned by his lover, at most he left a little regret and sadness, and if he was abandoned by the times, his life would be suppressed.

When your topic, behavior or taste can't catch up, a single person is not visible, once you face an occasion of more than five people, you will receive unintentional pity in the eyes of people from all walks of life, and indifference to the topic.

And the aesthetics of the times always seem to be cyclical.

Heinrich Heine, the pioneer of German Romantic poetry, repeatedly sang in the famous poem "The Silesian Weavers": We weave, we weave! The weaver weaves the cloth, and the coder weaves the scarf.

Since there is Weibo, this short and concise form of show superiority has become popular in an instant, obviously one is taking the red communist route, the other is riding the eight-lift sedan chair of the constitutional monarchy, and the brainwaves of the people of the two worlds are just on this and on the same line, playing and playing, they all call Weibo a scarf.

When it comes to the word scarf, the 60 70 of our old sisters-in-law in China, it is estimated that the pure love of the year is instantly replayed in my mind - at that time, popular women knitted sweaters, socks, gloves, and scarves for their sweethearts.

To the Huayi Empire here, thousands of years ago there was a great fusion of nationalities, the Tibetan people sent scarves gradually and the mud type accommodated, with the development of the times, the world changes, the Chinese New Year mother to the child to weave a scarf, it has become a custom with the Dragon Boat Festival to eat zongzi.

Two cultures and polities that are incompatible, can also resonate like this.

This tacit understanding, I have to say, is worthy of being the descendants of Yan and Huang.

Everyone wears a vest of nickname on Weibo, no one knows whether a person is a dog in front of the computer, and it is inevitable that they will be emotional while doing what they want, saying what they want to say, scolding people who want to scold, and their enthusiasm is pouring up, and they have become "pure hearts" - everything is naked.

They can be the purest, most beautiful and kind angels, or the most black-hearted, cruel and sharp-toothed wolves.

For example, now-

In April in Bai'an, the warm wind is smoky, but the green rain is alternate between winter and summer, and the water is dire.

The temporary agent of Qingyu Culture Company is a calm woman in her early forties, two-thirds of the half-aged, and a quarter of the charm still exists.

Qin Lan, the gold medal editor-in-chief who has made great achievements in the circle, has not suffered as much as he has suffered in the past two months in his life.

As Qingyu's current public agent, or an agent whose appearance and reputation are not high, basically no one will compare her with the former male god Bai Boqing, because it is not on the same level at all.

But it was the inertia of human beings to be difficult to find water, except that Wushan is not a cloud is a human habit, and it is the inevitable nature of human beings to compare, how big is the gap between Qin Lan and the latter, how deep the white eyes and dislike are these days.

At this time, the poetry collection was about to be released, but somehow it aroused the disgust of the people, and she, the boss on the bright side, could only stand up to the tank, not to mention being a hero who was behind the pot, and was ruthlessly set on fire by Internet violence.

Take a look at the comments under this official Weibo:

"Qin Lan is a **** compared to the white male god, is she worthy?"

"The person in charge has a hole in his brain!"

"Ma's retarded!"

"Ma's retardation +1"

"Bole who pulled you with one hand is still cold, and this will be hyped up with other people's sons?

"I don't want to buy books on Qingyu culture anymore!"

"To reverse the performance to this extent, I am not afraid of death......"

“66666……”

This situation is enough to make people affectionately call out, in this life, because of the rise of China, the name of the king who died before he was born - Alexander!

The bitterness in it is simply sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it.

Yes, when the time comes, the incumbent netizens will be uncontrollable.

The public relations department that Chen Long had specially greeted with a little thumb cocked, and the rope connected to the tail was pulled up - and the net began to be closed.

The water army of large enterprises is always extraordinary, and within two hours, unconsciously leaned the topic into the middle, although it was still scolding on the Internet, but between the lines it was somewhat euphemistic, revealing a little inner neutrality.

When the matter came to this, the head of the public relations department called the little boss with a phone call: "Little boss Bai An, you see that the wind direction on the Internet is a little wrong, Qingyu Culture has been scolded for Xiang, and now the editor-in-chief Qin is alone, why don't you help the little boss make a statement on Weibo?"

When Bai An on the other end heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took out one hand to copy his mobile phone and swiped the news, looking at the surging black tide, he was also concerned, and immediately agreed.

The head of the public relations department hung up the phone with a calm face that was completely opposite to the anxious tone, and leisurely refreshed Bai An's Weibo, which was monitored at any time, and saw what he wanted to see after a while.

Bai An posted on Weibo.

"Please don't blame Qingyu Culture and Aunt Qin, this is my own meaning.

Before the operation, I sorted out my own works, because the success rate of the operation was only 30%, I was prepared for death, looking at those poems, I suddenly thought, if I die, these things may allow me to leave a little trace of myself in this world.

Then came the book "Light", a collection of poems. ”

Oops, the public relations boss touched his chin, the little boss said it beautifully.

As a result, he was a little more comfortable, and another Weibo came out.

"Now, Bai An is lucky to have survived, and I am glad that I can watch it be released and develop, even if it is naïve and obscure, I hope to see my work shine in this world.

When "Light" is released tomorrow, I hope you will support it. ”

"Tut-tut......" doesn't look like a man in the industry at all, and sighs: "This is a god teammate, this wave of advertisements is ......"

He swept his gaze, and the staff of the public relations department immediately operated and skillfully cooperated with the floor washing.

Thirty minutes later, the man snapped his fingers: "Call it a day!"

The wind on the Internet has completely reversed.

From beginning to end, this thing is completely planned by the public relations team, the so-called not black or red, the ups and downs are not enough to be magnificent The drama is not crowded, this round of Internet storms, the soft advertisement of the poetry collection "Light" is equivalent to using the least amount of money, and the awesome way you are on the hot search has hit every corner of the Internet.

Even Bai An, the main master, is also the most important link, and in a confused situation, he is in the game from beginning to end.

This kind of means can be described as turning hands into clouds and hands for rain.

Bai An, a young bird, still has a long way to go.

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