Chapter 45: On Fire? Xidan boy?

This song can be said to sing the new voice of all the North Drifters, in the current society, there are too many people who have become the North Drifters, or the South Drifters, they left their hometowns for their dreams and ideals, and came to the big city to work hard, in order to be able to get ahead, and work hard here to make a piece of the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After a song, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

The simple faces of the young men beside him couldn't help but flash a trace of sadness, and the little girls inadvertently wiped a trace of mist.

This song makes everyone feel the same way.

Zhang Ran bowed deeply and said: "This song is dedicated to everyone, to the wandering people, I hope everyone is well, come on!" ā€

Syllable!

Bang Bang Bang!

The crowd applauded.

The sound echoed through the underground passages, lingering for a long time.

Zhang Ran was also a little touched, after all, after experiencing such things, his heart can no longer be like a student, he is now responsible, and the most urgent thing is to earn money to support himself, first pay back the thousands of yuan owed to Lin Miaoyin, what becomes a star, what is famous is false, after all, the meal has to be eaten one bite at a time, and the road has to be taken step by step.

At this time, someone had quietly uploaded the video to the Internet and to Dalang Weibo.

Back home, Zhang Ran, as usual, dragged his tired body and sat on the sofa.

Let's take a break.

In the blink of an eye, I fell asleep.

In the dream, Su Hui shouted to herself, saying that she was on fire, and someone posted a Weibo with tens of thousands of retweets, and it was still growing.

Zhang Ran smiled and didn't answer, he knew that this was a dream, and the dream would always wake up.

He turned his head and fell asleep again.

Who knew that with a loud bang, Zhang Ran actually felt some pain in his left cheek.

He quickly sat up, and Su Hui's voice echoed in his ears.

"Zhang Ran, you kid wake me up quickly, you know how to sleep! Hurry up, you know how hot you are? ā€

"Huh?" Zhang Ran rubbed his sparse sleepy eyes, a little confused, "What's wrong with me?" ā€

After speaking, he rubbed his face, and when he touched it, it was swollen.

"Damn, why are you beating me!" Zhang Ran was a little unhappy.

"Let me ask you," Su Hui said and pulled Zhang Ran up, "Are you singing a new song in beijingbeijing?" ā€

Zhang Ran nodded.

"That's it, get up and take a look, now Weibo is full of your videos! I didn't see it, you kid is a celebrity now! Su Hui crossed her waist with her left hand, and grabbed Zhang Ran's ear with her right hand.

"Don't drag, don't drag," Zhang Ran shouted with a grin, "It's almost gone!" ā€

With that, he turned around and got up and looked at the video.

Sure enough, the person in the video is himself.

Looking down, the number of retweets is 29046, the number of comments is 2684, and the number of likes is 30,000.

And the retweets are still increasing, and a casual refresh increases by a few hundred.

I'm gone, I'm on fire? Am I really on fire?

Zhang Ran couldn't care about his red and swollen face and sore ears, so he stood up in a hurry.

Pick up the mouse and click it.

Weibo title: Xidan Underground Passage Boy Original bjbj Then there is a video, published by an ordinary big wave Weibo user with a nickname of Hi Flip the Audience.

It's simple, without a hint of emotion.

It's such a bland Weibo that has become popular!

Unbelievable.

At this time, Su Hui hurriedly asked: "You hurry up and leave a message with your Dalang Weibo account, so that everyone knows that this person is you!" ā€

Message? It is indeed a good way to promote the rapid growth of his fans, but Zhang Ran doesn't really want to do this.

My strength is not strong enough, and before I become stronger, it is better to keep a low profile.

Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly.

Su Hui was puzzled and asked, "Why?" Don't you want to be on fire? ā€

"That's not it," Zhang Ran told her what he thought.

Su Hui didn't care, ignored him, and just said lightly: "I'm hungry, you can make me something to eat." ā€

Zhang Ran had to close Weibo first, ready to go to the kitchen to cook a few dishes.

When Zhang Ran came to the kitchen, Su Hui quietly lowered his profile with her own trumpet under the popular Weibo.

Come to the kitchen.

Start stir-frying.

Su Hui hadn't eaten for a day, and Zhang Ran was also hungry, so just stir-fry the two dishes and eat them.

After a while, a stir-fried cauliflower and a shredded potato and pork slices came out of the pot.

Su Hui came when she smelled the taste, and without holding the chopsticks, she directly pinched a cauliflower and ate it in a big gulp.

Sister, if you beat me, I have to cook for you.

Thinking about Zhang Ran, I feel very angry, don't think that you can bully me if you are the landlord's sister, look, one day I will have to take advantage of you!

To be honest, Zhang Ran's cooking was still good, and Su Hui devoured it.

She doesn't know how to cook, Zhang Ran can only buy some snacks to eat when she is not at home, and when she goes home, she quickly wants Zhang Ran to cook, if she hadn't been angry just now and has been speechless, she would have commanded him to fry a few dishes.

After eating, Zhang Ran opened his Weibo account again and looked at it twice.

In an instant, I received more than a dozen messages with fans.

He quickly opened it and saw that they were all strangers, he didn't know him, and they took the initiative to pay attention to himself.

Zhang Ran hurriedly clicked on the popular Weibo called Xidan Boy and took a look.

Sure enough, the discussion below has exploded.

"Look, some people say that the person involved in the video is called low-key!"

"I don't know if it's not, I think it's a new number!"

"yes, I don't think so, maybe it's a deliberate hype."

"That's right, people are like this now, they love hype, and they take this opportunity to want to be popular."

"I don't think it's like it, you see how talented this young man is on the video, he posted a Weibo in a low-key way, or is he a nonsensical person who wants to become a singer, and he is preparing for this video at first glance."

"Absolutely fake!"

"Fake, fake!"

Sure enough, this is the power of the network, I don't know the truth at all, and I can define it based on the guesses of a few people, if only the world was so simple.

What's going on?

Who's Aite of me?

Zhang Ran took a closer look, and a message sent by a nickname SH said that this low-key Ran was the person concerned.

He clicked into SH's homepage, there was no Weibo, and at first glance it was a trumpet, and he couldn't help but think about it.

Seeing his nervous thinking, Su Hui couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

Hearing her laughter, Zhang Ran understood.

It turned out to be you, the little Nizi Aite mine, you really can!

He hurriedly stepped forward to theorize.

After saying a few words, Su Hui found that she couldn't say anything about him, so she stopped making a sound, and let Zhang Ran say it, she just sat silently, didn't refute, didn't agree, just listened.

Zhang Ran had no choice but to give up, sat back in his seat, and then opened Weibo to take a look.