"Daytime?"

At this time, three white-skinned gringos came from somewhere in the airport.

One of them, a bearded man with a scruffy beard, stood in the crowd and listened to the words 'daytime' in the mouths of many passers-by.

The words are in Chinese, and several Americans seem very confused.

The big man touched his head and whispered something in his mouth, as if it felt a little familiar

'Intern reporters don't interview rising stars, but instead interview a group of passers-by! Laugh off the big teeth! Hahaha'

'What is the use of a reporter who can't judge the topicality?' @娱乐期刊@影视艺苑@'

'Dream smoke is about to hit the Hollywood market! ’

'A little new jade girl in charge - Mengyan! ’

When waiting for people to board the plane during the day, these topics quickly began to stir up on Weibo.

These topics are both inducing, and there are a large number of trolls under each topic.

'Haha, entertainment magazines don't interview celebrities and passers-by, I'm also drunk! Heard or designer? Unfortunately, it didn't work for eggs! ’

'A few intern reporters are so cute, what do you think, Yuan Fang? @娱乐期刊! ’

Countless reviews that seemed to be true and false were mixed in, and many people deliberately ridiculed the three magazines and brought them out.

In the age of network information, the speed of transmission is extremely fast. It seems that it is only half an hour, and many people throughout Weibo and other platforms know such a thing.

The whole industry watched such a scene with a relaxed smile, watching the public opinion that the three old magazines and periodicals fell into.

Almost everyone knows such a thing: 'The reporters of the three old large-scale periodicals such as Entertainment Periodicals and Film and Television Art Garden are extremely unprofessional, and they do not interview the topic of the person, but interview passers-by! ’

The three journals were instantly caught in a storm of ridicule.

At this time, the flight where the people were during the day had already flown on the way, and many people fell asleep again.

The night was already dark, and the planes in the air were moving along the established tracks.

The three rookie reporters who had previously interviewed the daytime studio were quickly summoned by the editor-in-chief on the way home.

Three different offices play out almost the same scene.

A building, in an office. The black-framed girl who called Brother Sicong sweetly stood in front of a woman with a straight face with her head bowed at the moment.

In another place, a very young boy stood in front of a middle-aged man, his mouth open and almost trying to explain, but he couldn't open his mouth

"There was such a big mistake in the interview on the first day!"

"The first time like this, how dare we ask for you."

In different places, a man and a woman said coldly at the same time, and the voice was so loud that the huge office trembled.

"The reputation of the magazine has been greatly damaged this time!"

"The industry is laughing at our magazine, and people outside the industry are starting to question our professionalism."

Different languages mean the same thing.

"Tell me what happened." The woman with a straight face said.

"I'll give you one last chance, you tell me the specifics." Another middle-aged man leaned back, looked at the big boy and said.

"'Daytime-Sunshine'?" The female editor-in-chief of the entertainment journal changed her expression slightly, and asked in a low voice.

"The one on the news broadcast?" The male editor-in-chief of the Film and Television Art Garden asked with wide eyes, and his tone was a little high.

After receiving an affirmative answer, the female editor-in-chief quickly sat up straight.

Ten slender fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard, making a 'crackling' sound.

The image on the computer screen is refracted in the editor-in-chief's glasses.

The new female intern shrank her head and realized that the editor-in-chief had turned all her attention to the computer.

On the other side, the male editor-in-chief of the film and television art garden quickly picked up the phone and broadcast a number.

In the middle of a few conversations, he turned his head from time to time, and his serious expression changed rapidly.

"Okay, okay, I'm waiting for you to pass the information to me!"

In the office, the middle-aged man nodded and said loudly.

'Smack! ’

The phone was hung up, but the middle-aged male editor-in-chief had a bright smile on his face.

'Smack! ’

The female anchor of Entertainment Weekly pressed the last enter key on the keyboard, and then leaned back in the chair behind her.

After a while, the editor-in-chief began to dial the landline next to the desk again.

The same is true of the editors-in-chief in the other two places!

The phone was hung up again, and throughout the capital, many people were awakened from their sleep and began to work overtime again!

"Xiaoqing, well done!"

"Zhixue, I'll turn you into a regular tomorrow. I didn't expect you to be such a discerning talent. ”

The three editors-in-chief exhaled, their expressions gradually calmed down, and they looked at the intern sitting in front of them and exclaimed loudly.

"Topical? How much topicality can a third-rate starlet have? Joke! ”

"How dare you laugh at us?"

One by one, the editor-in-chief sneered and shouted in a low voice.

"This Weibo topic spreads so fast, there is no one behind the manipulation and there are ghosts. I'd like to see who is so bold. ”

The three editors-in-chief flashed a fierce look in their eyes and whispered.

Three hours later, the official websites of the three major entertainment magazines and periodicals, and the content on the homepage were replaced at the same time.

'The team of talented designers of China has returned to China! Tens of thousands of people in the Bahamas were sent off! ’

'Who says only humans can live in mansions?' Take a look, the pet's home is even more exquisite! ’

'Nassau's street design has driven Bahamians crazy!' Chinese elements ignite the highest atmosphere in the Bahamas. ’

Say to the island designer: You are a loser! ’

'Chen Yixun's ghost brother - day and his studio! ’

I only saw three magazines using various means to turn everything that everyone did in the Bahamas during the day.

One eye-catching topic after another appeared in the most conspicuous position on the official website, accompanied by the blood-pumping pictures.

Originally, there were countless people in the industry and outside the industry waiting for the response of these three magazines.

As soon as the official website was updated, it quickly introduced countless people.

'Exploded! ’

Everyone blew up, and goosebumps popped up when they looked at it.

', this is our Huaguo designer? I almost cried, and it had to be so influential that tens of thousands of people would send it away! I'm so proud! ’

Everyone previewed the content word by word, but as if it was deliberate, the three magazines and periodicals always stopped talking in the most exciting places, which made people extremely maddened.

Everyone frantically scrolled their mouse, and found this line of text at the end of the page:

'Our intern journalists are not highly literate, so we can only find such topics, I'm sorry everyone! More on this in the latest issue of the magazine. ’

Slap in the face!

This face was hit mercilessly, and the faces of countless peers in the industry who watched the excitement were green.

'What kind of studio is this?' On the studio of the news network! A studio that has attracted hundreds of thousands of foreigners to go crazy! You say there is no topic in such a studio? ’

Dozens of old fritter reporters present at the time suddenly turned black when they saw such a scene, and they only felt hot pain, as if they had been slapped by someone.

The sensation in the entertainment industry is not mentioned for the time being, but everyone has quietly returned to their respective homes during the day.

When I got home during the day, it was already about eleven o'clock at night.

Under the houses by the West Lake, you can see the lone room lit up from a distance.

That's my home. ’

During the day, his heart softened, and he whispered a little distractedly.

"Xiaotian, are you back?"

As soon as the door was opened, Gu Yun, who was lying on the dining room table, was awakened, Gu Yun sketched to the sky, rubbed his eyes and shouted in surprise.

"I'm hungry, I've made you some porridge, come and drink some."

Before the bib on Gu Yun's body was removed, he hurriedly walked to the day and lifted the luggage and said.

Gu Yun can't be an assistant to the day like Sang Yu, and let his design become his foil; can't be like Ye Xingxuan, who quietly solves the problems that troubled him during the day.

The ancient rhyme is very ordinary, very ordinary. It is so common that you can only leave a homecoming lamp for him when he returns home from a business trip during the day, and cook a bowl of hot porridge for him in advance at night! ()