Arrived at the nearest hospital, and before Fu Wei could figure out how to get out of the car, Zhuang Jin directly made arrangements: "Xiao Wu, you and Lao Zhang go to the hospital to borrow a wheelchair to come out, she shouldn't be able to walk now." ”

Lao Zhang is the driver who looks honest and even a little silly.

As soon as Xiao Wu and Lao Zhang left, the two of them were left in the car.

Zhuang Jin watched Fu Tao's every move from the rearview mirror in the car, starting from Fu Yuan's frown and inhalation, to Fu Tao's bending down and touching his aching ankle, with a bit of agility and cuteness in his squeamishness.

She is really cute, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of Zhuang Jin's mouth.

When he inadvertently saw the snow white in the rearview mirror in the car, Zhuang Jin's brain was hot, and he spit out a sentence in his mouth:

"Let's add a WeChat."

Add him to WeChat?

"Zhuang Jin, is this trying to connect with fans privately?" If Zhuang Jin hadn't said it too calmly, Fu Wei would have thought that he was joking to divert his attention.

[Did he discover your beauty?] Do you feel that you regard money as something outside of your body, that you are capable and hard-working, and that you are moved by your perseverance and perseverance despite your suffering? ]

In 1973, I recently read a lot of Xiaobaihua x Ba Zong's articles, and now Ba Zong's quotations are more than Ba Zong.

"You're thinking about fart," Fu Wei was speechless.

Does Zhuang Jin seem to be the kind of person who will be moved by spirit? Of course not, if he was, the client was so serious and hard-working, why didn't he feel a little distressed?

Fu Mo really wants to buy a wonderful toolbox now, take Zhuang Jin's head apart, and see what kind of garbage it contains.

But she couldn't.

She is now an earth-shattering fan of Ai Zhuang Jin, she can only be shocked, and asked in a trembling voice, "Really?" ”

Then pretending to be so excited that he was trembling like a sheep going crazy, he took out his mobile phone, clicked out the QR code, and handed it to Zhuang Jin.

During this period, I deliberately let the phone drop once.

Zhuang Jin's WeChat avatar is me, and the circle of friends has been visible for only three days, Fu Mo added a note to him, and then put down his mobile phone and continued to fight against the pain in his feet.

Zhuang Jin sat quietly in front, bowing his head and playing with his mobile phone.

Silence returned to the car.

…

Fu Wei's legs were well for a month, and she not only missed two Zhuang Jin meetings and five pick-ups in a month, but she also missed Zhuang Jin's birthday party in advance.

Zhuang Jin's birthday has always been at home with her parents, and every birthday party is held in advance, but this time it was very early, so that Fu Qikong had a heart to go, and there was no pair of feet that could let her run around.

"What do you think I'll give him for his birthday?" Fu Wei sat on the bed, scratching at her hair irritably.

She had been thinking about Zhuang Jin's birthday gift for a few days, and now that it would be Zhuang Jin's birthday in seven days, and she didn't have a single thought about the gift she was going to give.

[Diamonds?] ]

"It's too cheesy." Fu Wei denied that she was not a rich woman over fifty years old, so she would not give such a vulgar thing.

[Aj？ ]

"He said in the last interview that he doesn't like sneakers."

[Then you give him a Weibo member, and let him become a distinguished Weibo free member.] ]

？？？

Little question mark, do you have a lot of money?

"Don't talk about it," Fu Wei was completely disappointed in 1973, even Weibo members can say that the system is not high enough at first glance, otherwise it would not be able to say such criticism.

She wanted to give something expensive and let the whole world know, the price is not important, the important thing is to attract people's attention.

Fu Wei climbed out of bed, turned on the computer, and took stock of the strange and expensive gifts.

"There it is!"

She will send 68 projections in G, C, and B cities to support.

Zhuang Jin has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, there should be nothing to lack in materials, but what is lacking now is exposure, so she sent the screen to Zhuang Jin's appetite.

After determining the time and number of projections, Fu Wei was only worried about the video projection.

She frowned and thought about it for a while, and finally chose to hope for the almighty netizen.

@西西里_庄瑾个站: Seven days later is my brother's birthday @ Zhuang Jin, and the station has been determined to carry out birthday projection in a total of 68 places in G, C, and B cities. Birthday projection videos are now solicited from the whole network, each video is no more than 15s long, and it is not allowed to be plagiarized and reprinted, and it must be original. The station will select the top 68 videos in quality and meet the requirements as projection videos after two days, with a bonus of 10,000 yuan for each video, and there is no limit on the number of videos, everyone is welcome to participate.

Another: On the day of the lottery, ten people were drawn in the forward to share 68,000.

After preparing the case on Weibo, Fu Wei closed his mobile phone and began to accuse himself: "How can I use money so much, I'm such a loser." ”

And 1973 had long been accustomed to the strange problems that Fu Mo had after coming to this world, but instead of comforting him, he followed Fu Tao's words and accused: [Yes, you are really a loser. It's also a good thing you don't have any money in the Star Alliance, otherwise I would have to worry that you would want to buy the Star Alliance. ]

"Get out!"

Fu Wei's video solicitation Weibo this time is naturally on the hot search again, but the tag of the hot search this time is not satisfactory.

.#68处投屏#

#庄瑾的站姐有多能吹? ＃

#姐姐他不配#

In addition to the content in the first hot search, which can barely be seen, the second and third hot searches are simply smoky.

One is questioning the authenticity of the 68 projections that Fu Mo said, while the other is a bit funny, all other fans are @付苼. said that Zhuang Jin was not worthy of 68 supports, and let her see her brothers and sisters.

"1973, do you think that I am more popular than Zhuang Jin now?" Fu Wei swiped his mobile phone while nibbling on an apple, and by the way, he also discussed with 1973.

[Yes, why don't you make your debut.] ]

Since the opening of the station, Fu Mo has basically posted a hot search on Weibo, which is much better than Zhuang Jin's ability to get on it a few times a year.

"But debut, you still have to be able to sing and dance rap and be versatile, do you think I can do it?"

[You can't.] ]

"Yes, I can't, so I'm going to go through the back door, or I'll be the back door," Fu Mo smiled slyly, holding a pen and writing on the paper.

On the paper, one after another shears point to chaos, but between the intricate lines, a few words can be vaguely seen: the daily life of idol and fans.

[Are you serious?] 1973 asked weakly.

Fu Wei didn't speak as casually as usual just now, and there was a bit of solemnity in his tone.

"Or else?"

She brushed her face in front of Zhuang Jin a few times before she finally got Zhuang Jin to add her WeChat, but after Zhuang Jin added her WeChat, she didn't send her a message at all. Even when she offered to repay his prepaid medical expenses, Zhuang Jin did not reply.

At this rate, she may have to wait several years before she can sleep with Zhuang Jin. It doesn't matter if it's money or not, the main thing is what if her face collapses in a few years?

According to this speed of using money, Fu Wei has no source of income, and he can't even take care of his face when the time comes, and he still wants to sleep with Zhuang Jin when he has no face and is poor?

She doesn't have beer or snacks today, so she doesn't have that kind of unrealistic dream.

When Fu Mo was still planning how to go through the back door, there were three more private messages in her Weibo private message list.

And these three private messages are all from Zhuang Jin's studio.