"There's something else, let's come here..."

Liu Mingren nodded at Yan Qing, who got up and was about to go back, and he beckoned the members of the program team in the conference room to lean over.

Glancing at the glass door, the two backs of one tall and one short who were leaving, Liu Mingren lowered his voice and ordered: "Don't harass Teacher Yan Qing." ”

"Ah, Qing... Brother, there are still twenty-four people in line! ”

Miao Miao took out her mobile phone and used the software to book a car as she walked, and she confirmed that no one was passing by, so she complained softly.

Thinking that it was the rush hour after work, Yan Qing suggested: "Even if you don't queue up, this will be the North Second Ring Road, most of which will be very congested, in fact, it is only five kilometers..."

Miao Miao continued to operate the mobile phone, and echoed with a bitter and bitter face: "Otherwise, let's just walk through the sheepfold alley, pass by the Internet celebrity restaurant in Houhainan, Nanyan No. 1, and then go in for dinner by the way." ”

"Something is wrong, I feel like Little Meow has a deep resentment."

Yan Qing listened to Miao Miao's words, which were full of weirdness, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"I... I really can't hide it, Brother Qing'er, you... See for yourself..."

Miao Miao set up a queue to wait for the bus, clicked on a work group in the Weiyan App, and she raised her mobile phone to Yan Qing.

"Look at it, it's pretty much the same in all the Weiyan groups today."

Yan Qing lowered his head slightly and looked at the screen, in a group chat group named "Vogue October Issue Cover Shooting Work Contact Group", two dynamic expressions were constantly swiping the screen:

…

The young man in the red jacket pointed to the screen, his expression was hideous and distorted, and he put some cruel words in his mouth, and in a blink of an eye, the young man picked up a bowl of fried rice and squatted to eat it in his mouth, and he burst out two big words between his eyebrows and smile: "It's so fragrant!" ”

…

Hong Xiuxian, who had an evil smile on his face, stopped talking and opened his mouth, squeezing out four big words: "You are so fragrant!" ”

…

Yan Qing silently looked at all kinds of strange things he encountered today:

the sunglasses that Miao Miao issued before going out;

Deng Wenbin's stiffness in the Flashstar recording control room shifted the subject;

Tamson asked for hope in his eyes when he took a group photo;

Photography, post-production and other team members are unabashedly envious;

Iriya's eight-point smile between peeping;

And the strange look in the conference room...

These visions combined with swiping emojis, plus some reasonable speculation, gave him a clear understanding of his online reviews after the first issue of "Talent Co., Ltd." was fermented.

"It's not scientific!"

"Foreshadowing in the warm-up video..."

""Lisao" is honest with each other, and puts on his attitude of facing the ridicule of emojis..."

"Another stalk was released in the interview with the little black house to shift the position..."

"This is clearly a textbook PR combination that reverses word of mouth..."

"It all turned out to be the other way around???

Yan Qing's mind was full of control of the muscles of his face, reaching out to rub the hair that was gradually growing into a round inch, and smiled indifferently: "Let them go, it's not a matter of a day or two." ”

He endured the urge to tremble slightly as his calf muscles returned, silently muttering to himself, "I'm so stupid... Really..."

Seeing Yan Qing's calm reaction, Miao Miao was obviously relieved, flipped the mobile phone facing Yan Qing and looked at it carefully, and said angrily:

"Sister Qing pulled me into this group, saying that she had made an appointment with the two of us to shoot the cover of the melon, but she and others were always fighting pictures in it, and they kept sending your emojis."

Miao Miao turned to look at the road outside the courtyard, and sighed: "We can't walk back, the whispering official launched an event in the middle of the night last night..."

The corners of Yan Qing's mouth were just about to droop, and there was a dense sound of footsteps behind him, and he asked casually, "What activity?" ”

Miao Miao was so angry that she stomped her feet: "Look for the real fragrant moment around you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Muxian, a little girl from the logistics group of the program group, approached Yan Qing's side with her mobile phone, and she bowed to Yan Qing very politely: "Teacher Yan, is it convenient to take a photo with you?" ”

Yan Qing turned around and saw that Zhao Mu was holding Yili who was bowing his head and smiling, and there was a group of young employees in the program team behind them, and Lou Junwei and others were holding their mobile phones and seemed to be shooting and recording short videos.

A voice muttered to Yan Qing's ears:

"Director Liu is too eccentric, Tan Sen can shoot the real fragrance and be on the hot search at the moment, why can't we shoot it?"

Zhao Muqiao's face stiffened, she pushed Yi Li beside her, and justified in her mouth: "We don't whisper, we really think that Brother Qing is very stylish today, and he exudes the charm of a mature man." ”

Yi Li raised her head and helped Zhao Mu: "Really... You grow back your beard... Especially... Yes... Masculine. ”

"So let's shoot together? Or..."Yan Qing naturally showed a smile like a spring breeze, and asked for a group photo.

He secretly rubbed and complained to Yili in his heart: "Those few wisps of shame in the afternoon are probably a little fetish..."

"Come one by one, everyone line up!" Zhao Mu jumped and beckoned to the people behind him.

The entrance of the courtyard was noisy like a vegetable market for a while:

"Don't cut in line, Xiao Lou!"

"Autumn pear paste, let me come first!"

"My friend is seriously ill, and it will only be better if he needs Mr. Kang Kang Yanqing!"

"Coincidentally, I have a friend here who needs to smell his fragrance."

…

"Inconvenient! Our car is coming, Brother Qing, let's go! ”

Miao Miao trembled with anger, she took Yan Qing's hand and rushed to the entrance of the alley, turned around and shook it down: "Don't even think about it!" ”

Yan Qing also turned around and gave an apologetic smile, in exchange for a good-natured laughter.

…………

"I haven't ordered Hunan cuisine for many days, fried yellow beef, good times! It's just too spicy, phew..."

Not long after returning home, Miao Miao's pre-booked dinner was delivered to the door of the house, and in the restaurant of the inverted room, Yan Qing stood next to the refrigerator with a spicy tongue, looking at Miao Miao with a light face, and kept blowing out.

"There's still milk in the fridge, right? Yes, come, I'll drink something with you, and it won't be spicy. ”

As soon as the two of them finished eating with milk, Shao Qing got stuck and called in.

Miao Miao put her phone in the middle of the dining table, clicked on the speaker, and said softly and cutely: "Sister Qing, if you send those two emojis again, I'll ... I'll quit the group! ”

Shao Qing teased: "You retreat, can't I send you point-to-point." ”

Miao Miao was Shao Qing's opponent, speechless, gritted her teeth for a long time, and finally took it lightly with nowhere to vent, and hesitated Yan Qing.

"Sister Shao, you're going to talk about Whispering Pictures, right?"

Yan Qing sacrificed the magic of diverting the topic.

The tone on the other end of the phone quickly became serious: "Well, by the way, the background of the management on the bright side of the whisper has nothing to do with Pantai. ”