Chapter 179: Petrification
It can be seen from the name of this micro * blog that the founder is a classmate of Zhang Yang High School, and many of those who pay attention to this micro * blog are senior sisters and sisters who worship him before Zhang Yang becomes famous, and the rest can find this micro * blog and pay attention to it, indicating that they are also iron fans. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
After the two videos, along with those few explanatory comments, were put together as stickers, the entire comment area was out of control at once......
"Although I really worship my flamboyance, but this person, it can't be him......"
"It's him, it's definitely him, I can hear that voice in a second!"
"But...... But...... How could it be ......"
"It's him! I just went to see it, and his girlfriend Su Yiqing's birthday is today! β
"Oh my God......"
Everyone is caught in this self-contradiction of "it must be him" and "it can't be him", and it is almost schizophrenic.
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Chen Qifan was lying on the bed, hiding in the warm quilt, bored with Weibo. Playing with mobile phones before going to bed is already a habit for most people now, and as a media person, it is a professional instinct for him to maintain sensitivity and understanding of various information.
It's the end of the year, and the promotion before the end of the year is almost a certainty, and this is all thanks to the fact that when he was in southern Yunnan, he almost desperately let the headquarters publish a headline about the champion self-help without any content, which grabbed the opportunity in one fell swoop, and then set a record for the popularity of the news this year. You know, there are only two or three news stories with more than one million reviews a year......
Even now that he looks back, he is still proud, and it was a stroke of genius in his career. It was also from that time that he followed Zhang Yang's account on Weibo*, and he also followed several accounts related to Zhang Yang.
Swiping his fingertips across the screen to stop, he frowned, then glared...... Suddenly, his face changed, and he sat up suddenly!
"What are you doing!" The wife on one side cried out in dissatisfaction.
"Don't make a noise!"
He whispered, almost subconsciously. Then click on the video.
His wife was startled by him, turned around and saw his serious expression, and immediately didn't dare to disturb him anymore.
Noise, piano sound. Then there was a louder noise...... His wife looked at his increasingly excited expression, and she naturally knew that this was what he looked like when he found out the big news, and she didn't dare to speak out.
At the end of the video, Chen Qifan was already so excited that he trembled slightly......
It's a cinematic plot!
From a "stage accident" to a "stage story" that is enough to make people talk about, it can be called a god-level reversal!
What is a gimmick. That's the gimmick!
And this gimmick still appears on the very topical Zhang Yang, which is definitely not as simple as one plus one.
As a professional and sensitive media person, he immediately realized how valuable this news was!
What's more, Zhang Yang is his lucky star......
He jerked off the covers and put on his thick nightgown.
"What are you going to do?"
He turned his head and smiled: "I'm going to get a big year-end bonus back!" β
With that, he quickly walked out of the bedroom, and he had a hunch that the best employee in the department this year must be him.
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Meipai and Wei*Bo are still fermenting, and more and more people are joining the discussion and forwarding. The battle circle has even begun to spread to the circle of friends......
Then, at half past twelve, a certain wave sent a piece of news.
And at this moment, Zhang Yang and Su Yiqing, who knew nothing, had already fallen asleep.
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At seven o'clock in the morning, almost at the moment when Zhang Yang just opened his eyes, the mobile phone at the bedside rang. Due to the night mode, the phone cannot be reached between 11 p.m. and 7 a.m.
Zhang Yang looked at the phone reminder and turned out to be the head teacher...... It's the weekend......
Inexplicably, he answered the phone.
"Teacher ......"
"Finally connected. Zhang Yang, did you play the piano in the piano room of the Crescent Building last night? The head teacher's serious voice came.
"Yes," Zhang Yang thought about it, becoming more and more inexplicable. Can't you play the piano in the piano room, haven't you heard anyone say it...... Moreover, how did she know that she played the piano...... "What's wrong, I broke it?" β
"You broke more than just a piano...... the head teacher exhaled a long breath on the phone, and then said with a wry smile, "The school leader asked you to come to the Academic Affairs Office at two o'clock in the afternoon." β
"Huh? No way. What the hell is going on, teacher? Zhang Yang was confused, he played for more than a minute, so he wouldn't break the piano.
"What's the matter...... the head teacher smiled bitterly again, "You can just look on the Internet and find out." β
"Internet ......" Zhang Yang didn't have time to ask, the head teacher had already hung up the phone and was about to turn on the computer, when the mobile phone rang again, this time it was Chen Qi.
"Chen ......"
"Boss, I've been calling you for half the night...... It wasn't you who played the piano in the piano room last night, it wasn't you! Chen Qi's voice was excited, and he could hear the voices of Zhao Yong and Yang Yihai "how is it" and "what did he say" next to him.
Zhang Yang is really going crazy, how can he play the piano in the piano room by himself, these people know it, obviously there are only three people on the scene, is there a camera installed in the piano room......
"Say it quickly!"
The moment Zhang Yang's distraction was distracted, he immediately urged again.
"Yes, yes, you tell me first, how do you know that I went to the piano room to play."
"Please, the whole world knows, okay! Boss, you cow, you are really good, don't say anything, please take my knees. β
"Get out."
Hung up the phone concisely, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and then the door was pushed open, and Su Yiqing, who was still wearing a fluffy Winnie pink pajamas, stood outside the door with her mobile phone.
"Zhang Yang, how do my roommates know that we went to the piano room last night?"
Zhang Yang waved his mobile phone to her, and said with a wry smile: "I also want to know ......"
"They say they know ...... when they go online," the two men said in unison, then turned their heads to look at the computer together.
Zhang Yang got up, and the two sat down in front of the computer and turned on the screen.
said that he knew it on the Internet, but for a while, he didn't know where to start, Su Yiqing had an idea and let Zhang Yang open Weibo.
Since there was no automatic login set, the login page appeared, and the two glanced at the hot topic, and did not find any text about the two of them, and the first one was a hot topic of "#ε΄ζδΈε#".
After fermentation that began last night, this topic is undoubtedly on the hottest topic.
The two looked at each other strangely, and Zhang Yang opened the topic easily.
The video begins, exactly the concert scene they didn't catch.
Then, voices that were incomparably familiar with each other rang out......
"It's all your fault, what kind of red wine to buy! The concerts are all over......"
"What's the big deal, I'll make up a song for you, it's definitely better than him!"
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The two looked at each other......
Thoroughly petrified. (To be continued.) )