Chapter 67: Hot search first

The night is getting cooler, but the hot search is burning like a handful of fuel.

The successful domination of the hot search on SR's official website is all about the contrast between the poetry of popular stars and the "poetry" on the SRT show.

A group of passers-by thought that Emily on the stage was poetic, and there were crazy comments and poetic accounts.

Xiao Nian Nian's little monster: [A bunch of brains with vests growing on the top of my head, I don't hype, don't mess around, please let go.] 】

Don't ask who I am: [Isn't that really poetic?] Why does she look so similar, isn't it her sister? 】

Wow: [Mom! She is the Shi Yi who has plastic surgery, if the actor is not good, she will go to the modeling circle to mix, maybe she wants to make a mess of these circles. 】

I'm your father: [It turns out that she is the "amnesia"!] No wonder it looks so familiar. It's really ugly and weird, ah! No, it should be the wicked who are more to blame. 】

Just call me Oba: [Really, I saw Ci Shiyi filming in the crew two days ago, how could she have time to participate in SR's rooftop show. 】

Public opinion is like a craze that keeps emerging, making it difficult for the official account to be calm.

Some well-intentioned people still picked up Shi Yi's "life" on the platform as if he appeared out of thin air, and there was nothing in the past 20 years.

I dig the excavator: [Airborne, this is, Shi Yi shouldn't be a pseudonym, the vest is so thick? There is no record of the first twenty years. 】

Protect me Party A: [Then according to this, Ci Shiyi is also an actor who is parachuted into the entertainment industry, so isn't her vest thicker? ] After all, there are zero scandals and zero black materials. 】

I said I don't know anything: [Wow, isn't that Shi Yi coming to the entertainment industry with a poetic homonym.] No matter how poetic you say, she debuted early, and another point is whether there will be Shi Yi in the future as long as there is poetry. 】

I'm really a passerby: [The words are poetic, Shi Yi is stupid and can't tell the difference. So is the person on the SRT stage poetic or Shi Yi? 】

A stream of questioning comments came to the front row, and at the same time, the comparison between the new supermodel Song Yanran and Lisa was also indispensable for the SRT show.

I'm just a little meow who loves to eat bamboo: [Song Yanran Goddess! I'll go! It's a treasure goddess! 】

Only love Lisa: [My name!] 】

This comment is below my comment that I'm just a little meow who loves to eat bamboo.

Song, Song: [What's wrong? In my Song family, what is your name? Underweight beating, right? 】

[This is Song's special, Lisa's fans, please don't come here.] It's not that we don't like Lisa, but we still hope that she can have all the best in her modeling career. 】

An innocuous comment opened another "war", and the circle ran from the entertainment industry to the modeling circle.

There was also a voting session under the hot search, who do you support more in the future star journey?

Poetic words, Shi also.

It's just that everyone knows the situation in their hearts, and it is obvious that the poetry is better, which has attracted questions from netizens.

Can you decide the future of a star? Don't be too arrogant, don't be dark if you don't like it, can't you be okay with it?

Even if everyone thinks so, it seems that things are not as they want, and the most difficult tide in the world to resist is the tide of public opinion.

SR seems to have gotten the results they want, and it is also a rare existence to be able to rely on celebrities to bring a wave of heat. Whoever made LY's self-opened model catwalk has reached the catwalk that can replace SR, and for the future development of SR, he has to make this decision.

……

Song Yanran, a rising star in the modeling industry? It may replace Lisa as the brightest star in the modeling circle within a year.

"Why do you want to come back when you're abroad?"

A woman sat on the bed, holding the quilt tightly in her hand, and the fire in the corners of her eyes was not necessarily hotter than the light.

She saw Song Yanran's hot searches and couldn't wait to take a look. Leave a message below and say that it is not fragrant to bring country C? What are you doing, you must come back! You are no longer welcome back in country Z.

Don't think that you can take away her things when you return to China, whether it is the Song family or Chenming, it is hers!

The ugly expression on the woman's face has not stopped since she saw the name Song Yanran, and it has become more and more ugly, and she has long lost her previous image of gentleness and virtuousness.

Just when she was fascinated by the headlines about Song Yanran, a man appeared next to her and hugged her waist from behind.

"What's the matter, wife, who you off?"

An intimate voice sounded in her ears, making her suddenly frightened to put away her phone and put it in the quilt.

"It's nothing, it's just that some irrelevant people are doing monsters."

That's right, it's a monster. As long as she doesn't look down on things, they are bad, even if people get the honor they can't think of.

"Then don't be angry with irrelevant people, okay?" The man put his hand on her head and touched it gently to calm her mood.

How could she not be angry, Song Yanran didn't know what she wanted to do when she returned to China this time, if she came back to grab things with herself, then she wouldn't blame herself for being polite.

"Okay, don't be angry. Husband, you go to bed first, I want to go to the bathroom. ”

"Well, go ahead. I'm waiting for you in bed, you have to slip carefully. ”

In the bathroom, the door was locked as soon as people entered, and a familiar phone number that had not been dialed for more than a year was connected.

"Hello, squatting and shooting, breaking the news, or buying reviews?" A simple voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's me."

The person on the other end heard the voice as if he had thought of who it was. "Miss Song?"

"It's me, do me a favor."

"Say." Whether or not this person has not been in touch for more than a year, he remembers. The eldest lady of the Song family, Song Tianrou, would not have a happy life like today if she hadn't been herself.

This time, she should have called no exception......

"Go ahead, help me dig out all the black history of Song Yanran before, and then help me buy a hot search column and put all of them in, I know you still have it in your hand."

She had been in contact with him before, and she knew that he had it on his hands, and those who did it would have the bottom pieces.

"Price."

He really had it in his hand, and he had organized it into a special folder. He also received the most interesting list in so long, and there was still this hatred between his own sisters.

"One fifty thousand. In addition, the money to buy the hot search list will tell me later. ”

She didn't want to work in vain and get no results, and the problems that could be solved with money were not a problem.

"Deal."

A piece of 50,000, there used to be more than a dozen black materials about Song Yanran here, and it is hundreds of thousands of things, and there is no need to run out, as long as it is sorted out, it can be sent out. It is said that people die for money, and birds die for food, and that's just it.

"Any more requirements?" He has to hold this gold owner tightly.

"Ten of them were arranged for me in the first three days, and one more a day in the back."

Song Tianrou leaned in front of the washstand, staring at herself in the mirror with her eyes, looking at herself.

Or is it because of this face, a face that has been reshaped more like Song Yanran, and? The small red mole in the corner of the eye.

"Okay, happy cooperation! Miss Song. ”

"Happy working together!"

Song Yanran!

Chen Ming, who was outside the bedroom, looked at the time and found that Song Tianrou had been in for a long time and had not come out, thinking that something had happened to her inside.

Chen Ming walked to the bathroom to find Song Tianrou, and just wanted to open the door to go in, but found that the door was locked.

"Wife? You okay? Open the door. ”

Chen Ming knocked on the door of the bathroom and didn't see anyone open the door.

Song Qianrou, who hung up the phone and was standing in front of the bathroom mirror in a daze, came to her senses when she heard the voice outside the door, "Yes." ”

After the door was opened, Chen Ming opened his mouth and asked Song Tianrou. "Didn't you say before that you wouldn't lock the door when you go into the bathroom and bathroom? What's going on today? ”

Chen Ming held Song Tianrou's hands anxiously, he remembered that she had said that she would not lock the door when she entered the closed bathroom and bathroom alone, otherwise something would really happen inside, and there would be no way to get people outside.

"Husband, I forgot, maybe I accidentally locked it."

"Well, pay attention next time. We're both husband and wife, and now there's something about you that I haven't seen before, so don't be shy. ”

Shy? How could it be, will I be a shy person?

Seeing Chen Ming like this, she only felt that her diaphragm was very responsive. There was that car accident, didn't it mean amnesia? Why do you remember the past more and more now?

"Wife, what's wrong with you, why have you been in a daze and distracted tonight. If there is something on your mind, say it and we will solve it together. ”

"It's nothing, maybe I'm going to have a period recently, and I'm in a bad mood, I hope you don't mind."

Song Tian crawled weakly on Chen Ming's body, hoping to cover up his mood at this time.

"No, you shouldn't work too hard lately, otherwise I'll feel distressed when I look at it."

Vaguely, Chen Ming felt that the body odor on the person in his arms was very different from before, and there was a slight pain in his head, as if he had lost something important, and he always felt that his head was empty.

"Husband, let's go to sleep, we have to go to work tomorrow."

"Hmm."

The two lay on the bed and fell asleep facing each other, Song Tianrou reached out and touched Chen Ming's cheeks, the edges and corners were as if they had been carved.

The more she looked at it, the more she was apprehensive, because she felt uncomfortable when she thought that Song Yanran would come to rob the Song family with her own people when she returned to China.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Chen Ming looked at Song Tianrou and always felt that she must have encountered something today, otherwise she would not have today's performance.

"Well, it's time to sleep, good night."

"Good night, wife."

Song Tianrou was held in Chen Ming's arms, and felt more and more that she had to hold on to Chen Ming firmly and couldn't let her so-called sister snatch it.

As for his memory, he had to plan in advance, even if he couldn't recover with medication.