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Zheng Dang was afraid that Xiao Bai would be exposed, pretending not to recognize Wang Yudan, and looked at the mask on Wang Yudan's face with strange eyes.

Isn't it strange for normal people to see people wearing masks in summer? It's only a problem to be completely invisible like Xiaobai!

Wang Yudan seemed to understand the meaning of Zheng Dang's eyes, and said vaguely: "It's disconnected." I'm sorry, I have a bad cold, and this prevents you from infecting you......"

Wang Yudan pointed to his mask and smiled apologetically as if he was inside the mask.

Zheng Dang grinned, which was a response. Hurriedly put on shoe covers and pretended to start checking the network.

After a long time, Xiao Bai Mo said to Wang Yudan with a look of solving the problem: "It's an error in the background port, the background will be refreshed immediately, and you can try again in ten minutes." ”

"Thank you!" Wang Yudan handed over two bottles of pure water.

Xiaobai took the water with one hand, took out the slip he had just printed at lunch with the other hand, handed it over, and said, "Please sign it, the maintenance sign-in form, and we will assess the maintenance time." ”

Wang Yudan did not doubt him, and instantly signed his name as a dragon flying phoenix dance after taking the slip!

Xiaobai tried his best to hide his excitement, and after taking the order, he hurriedly ran away and said goodbye to the door.

"Hey, editor-in-chief, the autograph is in hand, can you hire me?" Xiaobai smiled as soon as he went out, and hurriedly handed over the list signed by Wang Yudan.

Zheng Dang stretched out his hand with a smile and said, "Welcome, join the new media department!" ”

……

The next day, the office.

Zheng Dangzheng proudly took the signed note that Xiaobai got yesterday and blew at Yao Yao for a while.

"This product is really a talent, it can be done in less than a day!"

"Why do I think you're all cheating?" Yao Yao started the poisonous tongue mode again, one black and two black.

"You don't have good words, don't you also pretend to be an aunt in Dongsha?" Zheng Dang said disdainfully.

"It's not to take care of you...... Wait, isn't this Zeng Aishui who came for the interview? Why is it so miserable? Yao Yao was arguing with Zheng Dang, and suddenly a message came out on Weibo on her mobile phone.

Zheng Dang took his mobile phone strangely and took a look, and found that a Weibo called "Water Sister Love Gossip" had thousands of retweets and comments.

The content of Weibo said that his brother was admitted to the ICU because of an accidental car accident, and the doctor said that he might not last for a few days. Her brother is a big fan of popular singer Sing Lun Chow, and she hopes to get an autograph from her idol to encourage him. Tomorrow is July 3rd, it happens to be Zhou Xinglun's concert in Hangzhou, she will wait for Zhou Xinglun at the door of the concert, and finally @ next Zhou Xinglun.

Weibo also accompanied a photo of Zeng Aishui sitting next to a hospital bed, on which lay a tightly wrapped patient in gauze.

"I'll go, do you want to play such a middle school ......" Zheng Dang was stunned by this Zeng Aishui, just asking for an autograph, don't go overboard.

In Zheng Dang's opinion, this Zeng Aishui is just a little naïve scholar, why did he make such a bad move?

"I'm not wrong, what kind of bad idea do you have, you have forced people to this place, and you have been abducted and deceived for the sake of a signature...... Yao Yao finally understood that this Zeng Aishui was a fictitious fact for an autograph.

"I just graduated, and it's already very thoughtful to be able to do this, so I can't ask for too much. Besides, there is no deception in our business, and the news is big. Zheng Dang was not impressed by Yao Yao's opinion.

To be a paparazzi, what you want is to be improvised, persistent and patient.

"Eh, Zhou Xinglun really replied to her, saying that he would definitely fulfill her wishes!" Yao Yao became excited when she swiped Weibo.

"This must be done, you see that Zeng Aishui's Weibo also has thousands of fans, and there are so many forwards. There is no reason why Zhou Xinglun's team can't see it, why not do such a cost-effective image building opportunity? Zheng Dang analyzed.

"Can you think about people in a good way, maybe it's not so complicated, people just agree out of emotion?" Yao Yao retorted.

"It's good for any purpose, anyway, the result of this thing is that everyone is happy, just a signature. Eh, it's still raining tomorrow night, so I still have to go to the scene to see if there are any accidents. ”

"Let's go together, it's not far from home anyway, I'll go and see it too." Yao Yao also became interested in this Zeng Aishui at this time.

……

The summer rainstorms are always so violent that the rain at the Olympic Sports Center where the concert is located has already soaked the calves, and the flow rate of the sewer system cannot keep up with the speed of the rain.

However, such a heavy rainstorm did not affect the enthusiasm of fans at all, and Zhou Xinglun can be said to be the common youth idol of teenagers of an era. Although the star grid has been unstable in recent years, and the quality and exposure of the works have declined, idols are idols, and the influence is still there!

Thousands of flower umbrellas of various colors gathered in this Olympic Sports Center, like thousands of flowers slowly floating in this torrential rain......

Zheng Dang and Yao Yao sat in the car with binoculars and searched for Zeng Aishui's figure at the entrance.

"The plane seems to be late, and Zhou Xinglun is already 1 hour late." Yao Yao looked at her watch and said.

"Alas, she has been standing at the door for an hour, and others have entered the scene with an umbrella, and this stupid child has been standing outside with an umbrella and waiting, and it is estimated that she is choking enough." Zheng Dang suddenly aroused some emotion towards this nerd-looking scholar.

An hour and a half later, the little red umbrella still stands prominently at the entrance of the Olympic Sports Center. Through the binoculars, Zheng Dang could feel that she must be shivering cold.

"Either I'm going to pick her up and get her in the car, don't get wet, whether you want an autograph or not, this person can ask for it." Yao Yao said softly.

Zheng Dang grabbed Yao Yao's arm and said, "Don't, see how long she can last." That's what we're doing, how can there be so many exciting news without the spirit of sleeping in the snow. ”

"Eh, when did you start teaching me a lesson, I told you this when you joined the company, right?"

Another hour has passed, and Zeng Ai in the rain is now even more difficult, the little red umbrella has been damaged by the heavy rain, and half of the umbrella has been pulled down. The remaining half of the umbrella was not enough to cover her entire body, and half of her shoulders were already raining directly outside.

"No, I have to pick her up, I'll definitely go to the hospital if I go on like this!" Yao Yao couldn't hold back any longer.

"Don't worry, it seems that Zhou Xinglun is here!" Zheng Dang pointed to the intersection of a motorcade.

Zhou Xinglun finally came, and the red nanny car stopped in front of the little red umbrella at the entrance of the Olympic Sports Center.

The car door opened, and a few black umbrellas came out of the car at once, and Zhou Xinglun seemed to come down!

"I guess it's almost there, let's drive in and pick up people." Zheng Dang finally nodded.

Such a person is a real journalist.

By the time Zheng Dang and Yao Yao pulled Zeng Aishui into the car, she was already soaking wet, and her forehead was even hotter.

"Give, sign ......" Zeng Aishui handed the already wet book in his hand to Zheng Dang.

Zheng Dang looked at the already damp notebook, and there was a line of blessings and signatures written on Zhou Xinglun's dragon flying phoenix dance, and he was a little moved. turned to Yao Yao and said, "Let's go, the first courtyard of the city, she has a fever!" ”