Qiao Chuan returned to the sofa, Zhang Lian still rested his head on his shoulder and fed him a piece of potato chips. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, "New Trends in Entertainment" was broadcasting an interview with Qiao Chuan.

After a series of explanations on the screen, the reporter said enthusiastically: "Say hello to the audience in front of the TV!"

Hearing this, the audience in front of the TV was enthusiastic, concentrated, and stared at the TV screen without blinking. Even his breathing became rapid, and his little face flushed like a sunrise. The long-awaited moment has finally arrived.

In the picture, a jade tree is in the wind, and a handsome guy at the cosmic level waved his hand, and said with a charming smile: "Hi, hello audience friends, I am the man in ancient costume you have been waiting for for a long time, my name is Qiao Chuan, do you still remember me after more than a month?" Remember me? ”

The audience in front of the TV saw Qiao Chuan appear at the moment when they all stared at each other, their faces were full of shock, the expressions on their faces, crying, laughing, excited, frustrated, shouting, roaring; The movements in the hands, grasping, lifting, holding, punching, stretching, etc., all stopped at this moment, as if time had stopped, and the people who saw Qiao Chuan in front of the TV were all stopped in the long river of time, unable to move.

", how can there be such a handsome man in the world?"

"Hallucinations, hallucinations, this is a hallucination, it's too unreal."

"I heard the sound of my heart breaking, and one of my girl's hearts was shattered by him."

"Male god, my male god, I love you!"

"This person is poisonous, I can't extricate myself."

"I don't think I'll ever like anyone else again in my life."

"Wow, my male god's name is Qiao Chuan, is his Weibo name also called Qiao Chuan? I'm going to have to search for it, I'm going to be the first fan of the male god. ”

The girls in front of the TV were fascinated, full of meat and vegetables, their cheeks were hot and red like apples, and they emitted bursts of emotion in their hearts.

In this era of looking at faces, if you can rely on your appearance to eat, why rely on your talent. This is also the reason why so many little fresh meat are popular, they have no acting skills, they have no singing voice, and the only few works have no quality, but it is because of their appearance that their works are popular.

No way, in this fast-paced consumption era, I am willing to have someone look at the appearance and not the quality.

Everything in the world is only for money, who cares how to degrade afterwards!

"Chuan, you are so talented, you actually made the reporter eat two deflated in a row, I think his mood at that time should have collapsed and miserable." Seeing that Qiao Chuan's answer to the first two questions made the reporter stunned, Zhang Lian couldn't help laughing and exclaiming.

"That is, as handsome as I am, how can I be wise and backward." Qiao Chuan's neck stalked, and he smiled angrily.

"Yo he, you really dare to open a dye shop if you give you three points of color, you don't know how to be modest at all." Zhang Lian's mouth curled and said dissatisfiedly.

"Is there any need for humility in front of you? Otherwise you'll just think I'm hypocritical. Qiao Chuan scratched Zhang Lian's nose and said with a smile.

When Qiao Chuan and Zhang Lian were looking up, Zhang Yan came back from work. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Qiao Chuan and Zhang Lian on the sofa, very warm and intimate, she was startled, pointed at Qiao Chuan and Zhang Lian in surprise, and asked with a confused face: "You?"

Oh my God, what's going on, it's only been a few days, and these two have been together.

Zhang Lian rolled his eyes and said resentfully: "Haven't you ever seen a relationship?"

Zhang Yan was so depressed that she almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, is the world developing so fast that her soul can't keep up with the rhythm, or is her concept too old?

"It's good if you're happy, just don't kiss in front of me or anything like that." Zhang Yan shook her head and walked into the kitchen, speechless to modern young people, who had no common language.

Since the death of her parents, Zhang Yan has been both a father and a mother, and she has also been a sister to raise Zhang Lian as an adult, taking care of housework for many years, and dedicating her youth to firewood, rice, oil and salt. Although he is only twenty-two years old, he seems to have aged a lot and has been reduced to an aunt. is often satirized by Zhang Lian as "the face of a girl, the heart of an aunt".

"Sister Yan, you have to make a good meal tonight to make up for me, we are hungry if you don't come home at noon!" Qiao Chuan shouted loudly into the kitchen.

Zhang Lian put his arms around Qiao Chuan's neck, kissed him on the face, and said with a smile: "I just like you to look so skinless and faceless."

Qiao Chuan and Zhang Lian only cared about watching TV, but they ignored the existence of the Internet, and they didn't use their mobile phones to swipe Weibo. What they don't know is that Weibo has exploded, and tens of thousands of people are searching for "Qiao Chuan" at the same time. Fortunately for them, Qiao Chuan's Weibo name is his name, and they can directly follow Qiao Chuan to become his fans.

Qiao Chuan's few Weibo posts have been bursting, forwarding, commenting, and liking too many to count, in just a few minutes, the number of retweets has reached thousands of times, and the comment area has also ushered in an overwhelming remark from fans. Due to the large number of comments, fans were wiped out by the comments that followed as soon as they commented. How can the male god check the comments that he can't even see himself, let alone know his mind.

Suddenly, a fan was in a hurry, she edited a message, copied the content, and then pasted, posted, pasted, and published every comment in the future.

"Upstairs, can you not be so shameless, if you swipe the screen again, I'll send you a blade."

", you think you're scared. I'll just swipe the screen, you come to bite me, don't accept the battle! ”

"I'm sorry, but I never eat dog meat."

"Male god, I'm coming, catch me. After thinking about it for so long, I'm finally a fan of yours. ”

"Pick up your sister and get out of the way. Nima's, who swiped the screen? Come on, hurt each other! ”

After posting the comment, the fan also began to imitate, copy all the content after editing, and then paste it with all his might, publish, paste, publish.

For a while, all the fans expressed their deep hatred for these two people who swiped the screen, and hated to pierce the mobile phone screen and strangle them to death one by one.

While fans hated it, they also began to follow their example, copying the edited content one by one, and then pasting, publishing, pasting, publishing. People with fast hands are able to post several comments in a second, and look at the screen full of their own comments, and laugh wildly.

"Damn, you're all copying what I'm doing, shame on you! Shameful! The fan who was the first to copy, paste scolded.

"I'll you, who said we were plagiarizing? We are imitating, imitating glory, glory! ”

"Fuck, do you still want to be ashamed? What about your rituals? ”

"The three views collapse, the temperance is sparse, and the temperance in front of the male god is a sin!"

Everyone swiped the screen together, which is equivalent to returning to the original point, and the comments just published were wiped out without a trace. As a result, talented and agile people withdrew from the comment area and turned to sending private messages, so that the male god could see it, but it would not be pushed out without a trace.

"I'm also the most drunk, and the male god's Weibo can't be privately messaged!"

"Haha, stupid! If I can send a private message, I still go to the comment area to brush up on comments? ”

"Woo......, what should I do if the male god can't see my comment? Blue skinny shiitake mushrooms, I hate you! ”

"Fuck, there's a shit for running here to cry! If you have the ability, you go to the male god's house and cry. ”