Zhang Wei is a professional water army, since the emergence of the profession of water army on the Internet, this product has been making a fortune on this, although it has not reached the level of being able to become the CEO to marry Bai Fumei, but it really made a lot of money by this.

It's just, the work of the water army is actually a very bad job, because most of the time the water army is easy to be scolded if it can't be moved with rhythm, and it is also quite depressing psychologically, don't think about it, sometimes the water army and the rhythm of the brain circuit are so strange that everyone doesn't see it, everyone says that he is not talking about the west, it is too normal to be scolded, and many netizens scold it is still very difficult to hear, but no matter how ugly it is, he has to listen to it, because he is doing this business.

Like today, he has not been able to meet the other party who is difficult to fight back with rhythm bullying, and the other party is still a star and a big company, so he is very excited, screaming and screaming with the state of holding the power of life and death in the entertainment industry, until the netizens who stayed up late slept and he couldn't help himself with the excitement, and he didn't get off the line until four or five o'clock in the morning, ready to take a break and continue to fight.

"Oh my mother, I'm tired. Zhang Wei turned off the computer and stretched his waist with a satisfied face, such a big victory is rare for him.

When he returned home from the so-called studio of their water army, Zhang Wei fell on the bed without taking off his clothes, it was obvious that he was really tired, too, don't look at the water army and knock on the keyboard It doesn't seem to be doing any heavy work, but it's real, if you really want to crack and keep knocking on the keyboard and scolding people that day, it's also very tiring, because he has to control how many accounts alone, so many accounts can't stand even if they keep copying and pasting, right?

Soon, Zhang Wei was lying on the bed and snoring.

However, Zhang Wei didn't sleep for a long time, when he heard a strong rhythmic voice outside the window telling him: What kind of rhythm is the most swaying, and what kind of singing is the most joyful!

Zhang Wei, who was in a daze, was woken up, reached out to the bedside and glanced at the mobile phone, his nose was almost crooked, I Nima, it's only past seven o'clock, which neuropathy is singing so loudly at this time? Zhang Wei angrily rushed to the window and scolded: "Neurotic? Can you make a song quieter? Don't let people sleep in the morning?!"

Not to mention, this scolding really works, and the singing voice is really gone.

Zhang Wei muttered with relief, and hurriedly went back to bed to continue meeting Zhou Gong, but who would have thought, as soon as his head was touched on the pillow, he heard someone outside the window telling him: You are my little apple, no matter how much I love you, my red little face warms my heart, lights up the fire of your life, fire

"I'm fucking Nyima! This fucking is not over?!" Zhang Wei was about to explode when he heard the sound, I just lay down fucking and didn't sleep for two fucking hours, you fucking toss back and forth and don't let people live? Do you want to fucking shame on you?!

"You still don't let people rest anymore?, is it okay to have a bit of public morality?!" Zhang Weiqi rushed to the window without wearing any shoes and roared loudly, because it was really uncomfortable, just after his mother lay down, the two of them were so sleepy that they opened their eyes and burst into tears.

But this time it didn't seem to have any effect, I saw Zhang Wei just finish yelling, and I heard another voice over there: what kind of rhythm is the most swaying, what kind of singing is the most cheerful, and singing and walking all the way is the most comfortable!

Here: You're my little apple, I can't love you too much......

The two sides are like a mountain song, singing here and drinking there, one high and one low to the gang, to Zhang Wei almost didn't cry, because this Nima deafening rhythm of the square dance Divine Comedy Zhen Nima affects sleep.

Zhang Wei rubbed his teary eyes and looked along the source of the sound, and suddenly saw that the two teams of square dance aunts downstairs were dancing awkwardly.

There is a square dance aunt dancing downstairs, which he has long known, but in the past, although the songs played by the aunts were urging people to pee, the rhythm was not so strong, at least it could not affect his sleep, but today the square dance aunt is definitely getting the true transmission of the Divine Comedy, and the single cycle doesn't change the song, oh, also change, the two teams of square dance aunts who dance awkwardly come back and forth, you are the happiest to finish my little apple, the cycle is just right, not to mention how energetic.

I'm Nima, who the am I messing with? Zhang Wei is about to cry blind, his head can't be drilled into the quilt and cover his head, the rhythm of DuangDuang is so exciting, I haven't seen it in my life.

Zhang Wei was really in pain this day, and he was feeling like he was going to fall asleep in a daze, so he heard a DuangDuang voice outside the window and told him that this rhythm was the most swaying to wake up, and he was drowsy and wanted to dream, and a DuangDuang song told him that he was woken up by the fire of others, and Zhang Wei was like this with a burst of confusion of the most cheerful little apple, as if waking up from a dream, it was really painful to be tortured.

When he was about to go to work at night, Zhang Wei gritted his teeth with two panda eyes and gritted his teeth with hatred for Xu Xuan, this Nima, who do you say you can't afford to scold him? People ask for money for singing, and he sings to disturb the people! I've never seen such a lack of morality!

Thinking like this, Zhang Wei entered a messy room with more than a dozen computers, and was about to squint in front of the computer for a while before starting to work, but he saw that his group of sailors in front of the computer were all in front of the computer, and their heads were like kowtow worms.

"Viagra is here?" A buddy who was dozing off with his head in one hand accidentally woke up with his head planted on the table, and just saw Zhang Wei come in, so he said hello weakly.

"Didn't you rest?" Zhang Wei asked as he sat down next to the buddy and turned on the computer.

"Don't mention it, I'm down today, just got home from work and lay down, I heard someone scolding me angrily at the window, and finally when it was clean, I thought it was over, but the little apple was put on over there, and I was angry!"

"I'll go, I'll too! I don't know who the put it! I'm almost stupid!" A buddy on the side also sobered up when he heard this, and he also complained to the square dance Divine Comedy with a handful of snot and tears.

"Me too!" Zhang Wei said angrily, I've never seen such a ruthless, from morning to night, aren't you tired?

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

……

In a few minutes, the sailors of the entire studio all sobered up when they heard this topic, and they all looked like they were about to be mad with the same enemy, because they had never seen anything like this, Nima, you said you would dance a square dance, what kind of dazzling national style do you put on, what kind of little apple do you put on, even if you put it once, won't you get it?

(End of chapter)