Chapter Twenty-Three: Next, it's up to me

Talking about things with Wu Wei's face, there has been a direct response, the smile spread by the sun in the short video, the sunshine is healthy and positive.

Speaking of things with Wu Wei's non-professional background, he also had a direct response, and the short video of sweating in the dance studio is rewarded by God.

Now is the way to hack you without a bottom line, what you want is to wash off the heat on your body, and let some of the fans who are beginning to like you lose their fans.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the behavior of the people around him, at least the handwriting of people who have been extremely familiar with each other, otherwise there would not be so many life photos, and it would be impossible to have the photos taken next to Wu Wei during the live broadcast.

The last emoji has a large area of coverage and lethality over a long period of time, and it is likely to exist a year or two later, and no one may know Wu Wei at that time, which does not prevent such an emoji from still existing as a negative emoji.

Leave 30,000 yuan for their parents, so that they don't have to worry about themselves, they didn't care much about the Internet before, and recently they have also learned to watch short videos, learned to find their son's news on the Internet, and last night suddenly covered the negative news of the entire network, early in the morning, Wu Jianping and his family covered up their sadness and gave their son a safe smile.

"It's okay, Mom and Dad, you should go to work, the Internet is like this, some people are envious and jealous of you, there will be such and such bad things coming out, you have also seen it, it is nothing more than watching me become popular, and some people feel uncomfortable."

Wu Jianping and Wei Shuping didn't say much to leave work, their trust in their son may be more like spoiling in the eyes of others, for many years their education method is like this, their son says okay, they are willing to believe that their son can do it.

Over the years, although his son has not had anything to say about himself, he has never let the family worry about it. His independence and autonomy did not succeed, only proving one thing, even if he did not make a lot of money, he could live with his own ability.

It is enough for the family to be able to provide a stable harbor for the son.

Wu Wei was left alone at home, he didn't go to work, but turned on his laptop, went online to look up information, checked for a long time, and didn't get what he wanted, and said with a smile: "It's really not popular." ”

I took out my phone, thought about it, sent a message out, and then, packed up, and left the house with my laptop on my back.

On the edge of the railway family housing area, there is a billiard hall that has existed for many years, and the courtyard of the bungalow has been built as a self-built house, close to the street.

It is said that it is a billiard hall, but it is actually all-encompassing, and the large game hall is gradually withdrawing from the stage of history, and there are still more than a dozen machines here, scattered on the edge of the billiard table.

There is also a room with more than two dozen computers inside, and there is an awning outside near the street, which sells some cold drinks and sorbets in such weather. In the evening, the projection TV is placed outside, a stove sells some skewers, gets some side dishes and drinks resorts, and occasionally there are ball games, and it will be particularly lively here.

This is equivalent to the railway family residential area of these young people, half of the size of the gathering place, the adults have come here to catch the children of the family, have also been with the boss here blushing and arguing, should not let the children play here, in a few days, you see here adults here chess and poker with the help of other people's lights, do not need to be surprised at all.

In the morning, it was not a student holiday, the billiard hall was very quiet, and there was only one old woman at the door, sitting under the parasol, looking at the cold drink stall, and taking care of the business inside.

"Grandma Wang, bring me four, and then two bottles of soda."

Draft beer cups, four balls of creamy sorbet, two bottles of old-fashioned soda that I drank from childhood to adulthood, soda sorbet, I don't know what the principle is, anyway, Wu Wei and they ate like this when they were young, and the summer is extraordinarily relieving the heat.

"Wu Wei, they said you were on TV?" The old lady sat here twenty years ago and is still there.

"What's the matter, Grandma Wang, what TV is on, it's just that I posted a few videos on the Internet."

The old lady didn't understand, shook her head, continued to listen to the jokes, sat in the old but comfortable chair, and shifted the angle of the parasol, so that half of her body was in the sun, warm.

After a short time, a taxi stopped on the side of the road, Zhou Xin got out of the car with a sad face, looked around, and strode to Wu Wei's side: "Why are you sitting outside." ”

Wu Wei smiled: "That's it, here, this small street, an outsider, will you know?" ”

Zhou Xin sat down and said hello to the old lady: "Grandma Wang, two balls, a bottle of soda." ”

After hesitating for a moment, he explained to Wu Wei: "Some of my photos are stored in the computer in the studio, and they ...... them."

Wu Wei stopped him and signaled that he didn't need to explain: "I want to ask you for a favor." ”

Zhou Xin was stunned for a few seconds: "You say." ”

Wu Wei: "I remember that Wang Kun's live broadcast has a video, I don't want the most recent, you can't touch his new computer, I want the previous one." ”

Zhou Xin: "What are you going to do?" ”

Wu Wei: "That's it, when I respond online, you can see if I am stinky by his wave, if not, you can decide whether you want to help or not." I remember that in the past, those video materials were all placed in the mobile hard drive, as if they were stacked in the cabinet in his live broadcast room, and they were taken out for a night or a few hours, and it was not a big problem, you helped me copy as many as possible. ”

Zhou Xin ate soda and soaked in sorbet, lowered his head, didn't speak for a long time, and Wu Wei didn't urge him.

After a while, Zhou Xin raised his head: "I don't believe you don't blame me." ”

Wu Wei waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if those photos were provided by you, or if you said that he secretly took them from your computer, it doesn't matter." I promise the benefits of taking you to help you and make your 'slow tone' trumpet, with 200,000 followers. ”

Zhou Xin was ruthless, gritted his teeth and said, "It's not enough." ”

Wu Wei stared at him and sneered: "It's okay, at least you still believe that my promise will be fulfilled." ”

"No matter how you say it, it's small, you don't see it when you look up, you don't destroy it for yourself, I believe that your character and I want to think about myself, this is not in conflict."

"There are a lot of 200,000 fans, you should know that slow sound will be popular, and you should also know that many people who have signed gold medal artists are regretting it. In addition, Wang Kun's contract is loophole, you can find a lawyer at random, take a good look, there is no problem to break away from him, you also said, people don't kill for themselves. ”

Zhou Xin lit a cigarette and looked at the railway residence not far away, after a long time: "I still want 200,000, don't refuse, I know it's not difficult for you to make money now, and I also know what kind of video you're looking for." ”

Wu Wei nodded: "Yes." ”

Zhou Xin stood up: "Remember, it was you who were safe and sound in this negative environment." ”

Wu Wei suddenly smiled and said, "Zhou Xin, since you came, you haven't looked at me squarely." ”

Inexplicable words, Zhou Xin frowned, it was true that he felt a little guilty before, especially in the place where they ran and played together every day when they were children, where they hid from their parents in middle school, and no matter how worthless they were, there was also a bit of friendship.

At this glance, soon, Zhou Xin's face showed surprise: "You, your face ......"

Wu Wei raised his head and let him see more clearly: "How is it?" It's a lot better. ”

Zhou Xin nodded: "I know, I'll wait to see your response." ”

Watching Zhou Xin's unwavering footsteps leave, walking from the small street to the main street to take a taxi, Wu Wei admitted that Zhou Xin was right, he wanted to get more resources under the fence, in order to be able to mix better in the anchor industry, the hair can be sold, not to mention that it was just some life photos, he didn't deny it, so that Wu Weigao took a look.

Next, it's up to me.