Chapter 207: Come on, battle

When mentioning Fang Sui's popular Xingbo and the hot search generated by it, Qiu Fengqian continued to praise it brainlessly:

“?? (???????? My sister is amazing. ”

He didn't really understand these things, but it didn't affect his judgment.

Qiu Lan really did it, obviously he has good looks, but he has to rely on his talent to attract everyone.

It's pretty powerful anyway.

The Federation is still martial, but it does not despise the entertainment industry, Xie Yinrui was still engaged in the work of broadcasting and hosting back then.

Although Qiu Fengqian and Qiu Lan belong to a special group of people, they can already surf the Internet at will before they reach adulthood, but they have not stayed on the Internet for a long time.

After agreeing to go back to watch, he also registered a star blog, and then followed Qiu Lan.

In Qiu Lan's list of Xingbo fans, there is finally a third person. The second is Fang Sui.

The attention list has also become three, Tang Yinwu, Fang Sui and Qiu Fengqian.

Qiu Lan had briefly watched the detailed program process of the 'Qiutang Sword Club' before, but there was no version of her.

The new version has not changed much, and during rehearsals, Qiu Lan almost pinched the time. This kind of behavior is clearly resented by the majority of the people.

However, Qiu Lan prepared gifts in advance to ease most people's attitudes.

There are also some people who saw the value of Qiu Lan's space device, and the little contempt in their hearts was also put away.

Ordinary people who have taken shit luck and rich people who are unexpectedly famous are still treated differently.

They knew that Qiu Lan was specially found by the program team to gain popularity, and Jiang Menglie had also said before that Qiu Lan didn't want to mix in this circle. It's okay to advertise with her, just don't delay her time too much.

After this kind of words were conveyed by Jiang Menglie, everyone faintly felt that their profession was discriminated against.

It's not that I'm angry, it's just that the first impression is not good.

Qiu Lan's time was very accurate, the gifts were distributed, and the greetings were finished, just in time for Jiang Menglie to explain. There was not too much delay in the front, and I greeted most people in a few words.

is not the kind of aristocratic fan with elegant manners, but his attitude is sincere and his demeanor is stable, which instantly pulls back Jiang Menglie's low impression.

Because it was a live broadcast, and most of the people present were laymen, all the details were sorted out many times, including Qiu Lan's part.

However, after two times, Qiu Lan stopped watching the play because of his perfect performance.

Qiu Lan leaned next to a few bigwigs and listened to them discuss their expertise.

Fei Linyi, who was working as a recorder on the side, turned his head slightly and glanced at Qiu Lan, Qiu Lan blinked, and replied with a light smile that did not show any expression, but it was another recorder next to Fei Linyi who saw Qiu Lan, and his eyes lit up: "Brother Gao." ”

He was the guy Qiu Lan accidentally bumped into twice in Fei Linyi's room before.

Qiu Lan smiled at him and motioned for him to continue working.

Although he was not loud and immediately continued his work, he was noticed by several bigwigs.

These bigwigs are all well-known people in the Guangyunxing Ancient Martial Arts Circle, and it is rare for everyone to get together and discuss very practical content.

The 'Qiutang Sword Club' itself is also a private gathering of these planning groups, and the purpose is to make up a time and communicate with everyone in reality.

In the end, I don't know why it became a show, and the autumn that was said to be good was dragged on until the end of the year, but because the early publicity had been played, I didn't change the name to 'Dongtang Sword Club'.

Anyway, people nowadays don't understand the so-called spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the four seasons.

"Can the little brother understand what we're saying?"

A big guy who looked old and had a kind attitude took the lead in greeting Qiu Lan.

Qiu Lan nodded and explained: "I have also learned some ancient martial arts, so I can't help but come over, I hope it doesn't bother you." ”

They did not set a threshold for this brief discussion itself, but everyone was more self-aware, and those who felt that they were not of sufficient grade did not participate, but stood at a distance and eavesdropped.

Qiu Lan's words are neither humble nor arrogant, and he seems to be a bit of a real talent.

But as soon as she finished speaking, a person sitting in the corner said "huh" in an indistinct nasal voice.

The voice was not loud, but the strength of everyone present was not bad, and this nasal voice full of contempt was heard clearly by everyone.

This voice was so clever that even if it was explained that it was not a mockery of Qiu Lan, no one believed it.

At any time, human beings have a penchant for watching others tear up.

Anyway, no one knew Qiu Lan, and they had been discussing it for a long time, and they were looking forward to some entertainment to take a break, so they looked at the one in the corner with expectant eyes.

Among them is Qiu Lan.

Could this be the legendary face-slapping plot?

Anyway, she pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger for so long, and she never sent it to the door to slap her face.

The one in the corner lived up to expectations, glanced at Qiu Lan, and then withdrew it disdainfully, and said to everyone: "If you don't have anything to say, go back and rest." I don't have time to listen to all the bells and whistles. ”

Qiu Lan looked at this person and thought for a while, only to remember that this person was Wei Zhong, one of the founders of the Tianzang Sword Pavilion.

In the operation and management of the Tianzang Sword Pavilion, Wei Zhong and Jiang Menglie have always been at odds. Compared with Jiang Menglie's routine commercial marketing, Wei Zhong has always insisted on the supremacy of strength.

If you can't increase your strength, then what's the point of learning this ancient martial art?

Although the two had different philosophies, they didn't affect anything, because Wei Zhong himself was not good at managing big stalls.

One is responsible for elite teaching, and the other is responsible for day-to-day marketing, but they do not interfere with each other.

After Wei Zhong's diss were finished, everyone turned their eyes to Qiu Lan.

Some others who had nothing to do on the periphery also focused on Qiu Lan.

Everyone's attitude is very clear, I want to see the live battle.

Qiu Lan buckled her chin and thought about what she should give back, after all, Wei Zhong gave face so much, if she passed this matter kindly, she would not be very sorry for the audience.

"Tomorrow the show will officially start, and you really shouldn't waste time saying something inconsequential." For example, personal preferences and the like.

Qiu Lan didn't say anything later.

If it's too obvious, it will be very low.

Qiu Lan smiled very gently when she spoke, and her attitude was sincere, and she looked very much with Wei Zhong, and most of the people present did not hear that she was targeting Wei Zhong.

Although the IQ was not enough, the bigwigs present were very sensitive, and they obviously noticed that after Qiu Lan finished speaking, he winked at Wei Zhong with a smile.

I didn't understand what it meant, so I didn't know why, and suddenly felt that this ordinary man was weird and good-looking.

Wei Zhongleng, who was hit by Qiu Lan head-on, was stunned, and the disdain on his originally fierce face instantly turned into a stunned look.

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