Sun Hao didn't have classes this morning, and after updating "Ethereal Journey", he opened Weibo and took a look, and found that the number of fans on Weibo had increased a lot, reaching 1.5 million+.

After looking at the Weibo post last night, Sun Hao was taken aback, and the comments and retweets almost exploded.

He clicked on the comment and looked at it, and he couldn't help but laugh.

These fans are so cute and really easy to satisfy, they don't need you to give them a lot, as long as you show a little care once in a while, they will be very touched and then support you unconditionally.

But in the entertainment industry, many celebrities are very loveless to the fans who love them, and in the face of the enthusiastic fans who came to pick up the airport despite their hard work, not only did they not have a good face, but they also scolded them, and even instigated the security guards to beat the fans, this kind of behavior is really chilling and distressing for these fans.

Of course, in reality, there are some crazy fans who will do extreme things to hurt celebrities, and this kind of fans are not sensitive.

Sun Hao sighed while watching, and suddenly saw that someone in QQ had sent a message to him, and he clicked on it to see that it was sent by the "swordsman".

"Dada, do you remember 'Little Piggy'? ”

"Of course I do. What's wrong?"

This "little piglet", Sun Hao is still more impressed, he is now also in the administrator group of the "Idle Door", although he doesn't talk much, but he occasionally opens the group to take a look - commonly known as "peeping screen".

"Little Piggy" is quite an active person in the group, and listening to his tone, he should also be a cheerful young man.

"That's right. Didn't you post a poem on Weibo yesterday? 'Little Piggy' is the editor of Poetry Magazine, and they hope to launch this poem as the main work of their next issue, so he wants to meet with you and discuss. By the way, his real name is Meng Qiang. ”

"That's it, no problem, I agree. Sun Hao replied, thought about it, and typed a few more words, "But you don't need to meet when you meet, right?"

When meeting with fans, Sun Hao really didn't have this psychological preparation, not that he should be like those stars, keep a distance from fans, maintain a sense of mystery or something, but he didn't feel the need.

Wouldn't it be nice for me to write my book quietly and for you to read my book quietly?

Besides, "Poetry Magazine" wanted to publish the poem "Spring", and he agreed, so what do you need to meet?

Sun Hao thought so and said so.

"Okay, then I'll talk to Meng Qiang. ”

"Knifeman" quickly replied.

……

Meng Qiang didn't have the heart to work all morning, fidgeting at his desk.

Do you really want to meet up with the idlers?

What should I tell him after we meet?

Oh, he's still a college student, younger than himself, if he looks very adoring, will he be very shameless?

But I really admire him, his imagination is so rich, he can write such wonderful stories, and he can write such talented poems, how does his head grow?

By the way, the book "Ethereal Journey" is not over yet, how will the subsequent storyline develop? What kind of heights can Li Qiang reach? I don't know if I can ask the idler, and if he asks, will he not answer?

Oops, forgot the most important thing!

Would the idler agree to publish the poem in the Poetry Magazine? Would he ask for anything?

……

The ideas in his head were like mushrooms after the rain, scrambling to pop up one by one, Meng Qiang didn't have time to think about it, and the whole person was dizzy.

At this moment, a phone rang suddenly woke him up from this state of chaos, and he shook his head violently and picked up the phone.

"Meng Qiang, I just contacted Da Da, and he agreed to publish the poem "Spring" in your magazine. ”

The call was from the "knife guest", and after receiving the task from the editor-in-chief, Meng Qiang immediately thought of him.

If there is someone in the "Idle Guest Gate" who is more familiar with Sun Hao, it must be the "Knife Guest", after all, the "Idle Guest Gate" was commissioned by Sun Hao to build it.

"Really! That's great!" Hearing that his task was completed, Meng Qiang waved his fist excitedly, "By the way, did you talk about the meeting?"

He said that there is no need to meet, and he has been busy lately and has not had much time. ”

The "swordsman" lied, and he couldn't tell Meng Qiang directly, he didn't want to see you, right?

After thinking about it, "Knife Ke" added another sentence on the phone, "By the way, he said that if he has something in the future, he can contact him directly on QQ, anyway, he is also in the administrator group." ”

"Well, okay, thank you, Boss!"

Hung up the phone, Meng Qiang didn't know why, he felt a little lost in his heart, and he felt relieved, in short, there was an indescribable taste.

But soon, his attention shifted to the poem, and he had already promised to leave the poem to the "Poetry Magazine" magazine, which is a good thing, and he had to report it to the editor-in-chief quickly!

Meng Qiang rubbed his face vigorously, took a few deep breaths, and walked towards the editor-in-chief's office with an excited face.

……

Of course, Sun Hao didn't know that the fact that he didn't promise to meet would make Meng Qiang have so many scenes, and he was lying on the bed and talking to Wen Wen on the phone.

"What are you doing?" Wen Wen's tone revealed a lazy taste.

"Guess me?"

"Do you guess me?"

"Do you guess I guess you don't guess?"

"You guess I guess I guess I guess you don't guess?"

"You guess I guess I guess I guess I guess I guess you don't guess?"

“……”

The two of them teased each other a few words, and they both felt that the other party was bored, Sun Hao stood up and stretched, "How are you studying at Cai Xiaoya's side now?"

"That's it, I'm scolded by the teacher every day! However, I also learned a lot of things that I couldn't learn in school. Wen Wen said.

Sun Hao said with a smile: "That's for sure, everything taught in school is theoretical, and in your teacher's place, it's all practical experience that has been tempered thousands of times." ”

"Well, the teacher said that I should not go home for the Chinese New Year this year, and she took me to the TV station's New Year's Eve party to show my face!" Wen Wen's voice carried a hint of excitement.

"Really? That's great!" Sun Hao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Before that, you have to practice hard, but don't have stage fright when you go on stage!"

"Got it!, why are you as verbose as my mother!" Wen Wen paused, and then said, "Oh, by the way, the teacher asked you if you were free tomorrow, and if you were free, she asked you to come to her studio, and she was going to start recording the song "Breathing Pain". ”

"Okay! I'll be over tomorrow morning!"

I don't know why, when Sun Hao heard this, his heart suddenly became blocked, and he hurriedly hung up the phone while Wen Wen hadn't noticed anything abnormal.