Chapter 152: It must be a thief
In the past few days, because of the Taobao store and Lu Shiyan's affairs, Long Yaoyao has been so busy that he forgot to swipe Weibo.
Her lottery Weibo retweet has been more than a million.
Since he didn't say when the lottery would be drawn, Lu Shiyan's fans have begun to bring the rhythm below:
[A vase man began to direct and act again, hyping up a wave of deception. ]
[In addition to hype, it is still hype, it really corrupts the sense of passers-by, and any cat or dog will be a star.] ]
[Does this count as fraud?] Can I report it? This lottery is about to end, and I haven't seen the lottery on Weibo, not to mention when the lottery will be drawn! ]
[This lottery is designated to be greasy, and when the time comes, it must be determined, and this routine is not the first time to see, hehe! ] ]
……
The little dragon girl was furious and immediately drew a lottery and slapped her face.
Immediately after that, the list of winners is exported and announced.
Xinglang who died young: Congratulations to @Brother Lang, I love you, ah Mo Da and other 50 users got 50,000 yuan in cash to divide the ......//@夭夭的星朗: A certain powder, please respect yourself, don't press your head to say whitewashing, don't want Bilian to be steamed and boiled upside down......
After the lottery was opened, the wealthy little dragon girl began to scare the rhythm of the person again: Dad didn't play Weibo for two days, and the sons began to jump, I don't want to hurt you, I'm afraid that I can smash you and cry with money.
As soon as Long Yaoyao's Weibo came out, it didn't take long for it to rush to the hot search list.
What's even funnier is that under the lottery Weibo, the one with the first hot comment with rhythm actually won the lottery: What did I see, I actually scolded the winner? Dad, I was wrong, I'll get you on your knees!
Long Xiaoxiao arrogantly reposted the man's Weibo, and replied nobly and coldly.
Li Fengjun happened to come over and shouted again and again: "Dad, you are a real tyrant." ”
Long Yaoyao hid aside in disgust: "I have many sons now, and I don't miss you." ”
Li Fengjun howled and cried, turned around and hugged Yu Xinglang's legs: "Mom, Dad doesn't want me anymore, you can persuade her." ”
Yu Xinglang's face turned black into the bottom of the pot: "I'm your father!" ”
Bao Qiyue: "......"
Such a convulsive three-person group made Bao Qiyue feel an urge not to know them.
", I've thought of a good way to promote our Taobao store, let's also hold a lottery, right?" The dragon had a flash of inspiration.
Li Fengjun refused: "I'm poor and can't take out 50,000 yuan." ”
"Are you stupid or not, let's send a talisman, it's like letting people try it first!"
"Is that okay?"
Li Fengjun looked at the talisman he had drawn a little unconfidently.
Long Xiaoxiao's eyes stared at Yu Xinglang with sparkling eyes.
Yu Xinglang had a bad premonition.
He subconsciously wanted to run.
Long Xiaoxiao grabbed him by the collar.
"Xinglang, it's your turn to help us, to your advantage."
"I'm refusal!"
Let him use Weibo to help promote?
It's so beautiful.
"I have the account password." Bao Qiyue is quiet.
Yu Xinglang: "!! ”
"Are you still my agent?"
"Xiao Xiao and Feng Jun saved me."
……
Yu Xinglang's protest was ineffective, and he watched Bao Qiyue snatch his mobile phone and post a Weibo.
Yu Xinglang V: The peach is dying, the season of falling flowers is again, Taobao store [Taobao address]
Yu Xinglang's fans were confused.
When did their idols start to endorse Taobao stores?
It's also a Taobao store specializing in selling talismans.
The idol must have been stolen!
Just as fans were preparing to crusade against the number thieves, there was another series of riotous operations.