Due to the Chinese New Year time.

There are a lot of people who have all the people to spare.

Therefore, when Wang Xie appeared on the hot search for the second time because of [The Love of Bamboo Horse and Qingmei], there were many people who ate melons.

This includes, but is not limited

Some well-informed netizens popularized how this fairy couple had promised each other since childhood.

The devil knows how such a nose and eyes thing could be made up.

Some netizens in Acropolis popularized the area of Changganli that Wang Xie said to other people who eat melons.

There are unknown "writers" who share the love stories they just made up on the hot search.

There is also a young lady [Nan Youjiayu] who asked what the name of the poem was, and she was satisfied and retreated after getting the reply from "Long Dry Travel".

But Wang Xie watched the hot search of [Bamboo Horse Qingmei's Love] getting hotter and hotter, but he became more and more uncomfortable in his heart.

It stands to reason that Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. 】

It's true that the bamboo horse is in the front and the green plum is in the back, and there is nothing wrong with saying that it is the bamboo horse and the green plum.

But after all, after being on the earth for more than 30 years, seeing this idiom in the opposite order, Wang Xie always felt uncomfortable.

So at the risk that the hot search would continue to break out, Wang Xie secretly sent a V:

"Is it called a childhood sweetheart, it's more in line with music."

Sure enough, when the protagonist of the discussion left in person, the hot search exploded like cooking oil on fire, and in less than half an hour, Wang Xie himself had more than 2 million messages.

"Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, who else can write this word."

"Look at Teacher Wang Xie, he wants to teach us a lesson during the New Year."

"If other musicians were so serious, our entertainment industry would have been passed down all over the world."

"Wang Xie, you are my god!"

“……”

Looking at the V guest who reacted violently, Wang Xie didn't dare to speak on the Internet for 5 days.

However, I watched [Bamboo Horse Childhood Plum] become [Childhood Sweetheart] on the Internet.

Wang Xie said that he was much more comfortable.

……

Pleasant times always go by quickly.

Whether Wang Xie wants to or not, after all, it is already the seventh day of the first month, and it is time for him to return to Jidu City.

Not only him, but also Liu Qin'er.

"The Masked God of Songs" is about to start, and Liu Qin'er, as a judge, has to discuss related work matters first.

After saying goodbye to his mother and sister, Wang Xie took Liu Qin'er back to Jidu.

It wasn't until nearly 8 o'clock in the evening that Wang Xie and Liu Qin'er returned to the villa.

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Xie breathed a sigh of relief, went around and around, and finally returned to Jidu City.

Liu Qin'er was also quite tired along the way, and had already gone to the bathroom to take a shower first.

Wang Xie, who watched TV, felt a little bored, so he casually opened the VV on his mobile phone and posted a circle of friends.

But a few minutes after sending it out, Wang Xie's mobile phone rang.

Glancing at the mobile phone screen, the caller was Li Zhongge, the chairman of Starlight Entertainment.

Sure enough, after connecting the mobile phone, Li Zhongge's hearty laughter came: "Brother, I wish you a good New Year, Happy New Year." ”

Wang Xie naturally replied casually: "Happy New Year, brother, how are you doing?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Li Zhongge didn't see too much, but asked Wang Xie around the corner: "I think my brother is back in Jidu City, when will you have time to sit together." ”

Wang Xie knew it, so he didn't continue to greet him, but said directly: "Hey, I'm not planning to report to Starlight Entertainment tomorrow, won't we see each other then." ”

"Brother will come tomorrow?" Li Zhongge on the phone couldn't believe it.

Wang Xie joked: "What, isn't my brother welcome?" ”

"Welcome, welcome!" Li Zhongge couldn't close his mouth with a smile, "My brother's office has already been renovated, just waiting for my brother to settle in." ”

Then the enthusiastic Li Zhongge continued to ask: "What time will my brother come tomorrow?" I'm going to give my brother a big welcome movie. ”

"Don't, don't." Wang Xie hurriedly stopped.

"I'm just an ordinary employee, and I hope that Chairman Li can take care of it more!"

Hearing Wang Xie's ridicule, Li Zhongge hurriedly said: "Haha, my brother is not an ordinary employee, but a shareholder who owns shares, and the chairman also serves shareholders." ”

Wang Xie and Li Zhongge played haha, chatted a few words about the recent entertainment industry, and waited until Wang Xie said that he would go to the company with Liu Qin'er tomorrow, Li Zhongge hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Wang Xie threw the phone on the sofa with his hand, and couldn't help but sigh that the new year and the beginning were new, and he had to work hard to pay off the mortgage.

But before Wang Xie's ass was hot, the phone rang again.

It was He Zhao who called this time.

Answering the phone, sure enough, it was a familiar routine again.

"Happy New Year, Xiaoxie, I will give you a good old age."

“……”

After a few words of greeting again, He Zhao made his intentions clear.

"Xiaoxie, I said last time that you have to compete in person, no problem."

"No problem, but please Mr. He must keep it secret, I want to surprise Qinqin." Wang Xie glanced at the bathroom door and whispered while covering the topic.

"Haha, don't worry, except for me, the host and program director, no one knows your identity."

"That's good, that's good." Hearing He Zhao's affirmative reply, Wang Xie breathed a sigh of relief.

"And what image do you want?"

Wang Xie listened to He Zhao's inquiry, thought for a while, and then asked, "Can you be a poet in the Tang Dynasty?" Just follow Li Qinglian's image. ”

Yes, there is no poet immortal Li Bai in this world, but there is a poet immortal Li Qinglian, as a senior fan of Li Bai, Wang Xie had no choice but to pay tribute to the poet immortal of Dixing.

"Ah, no problem, I'll have someone customize it for you."

"Okay. Then contact at that time. ”

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xie remembered an important matter.

There are about 3 days left in the recording time of "The Masked God of Songs", and tomorrow I will officially go to work in Starlight.

In other words, if you go to work for two days, you have to skip work.

It doesn't seem like a good thing... bar.

Forget it, don't think about it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.

When the time comes, I will go out to find inspiration, anyway, the company can't manage so much of the [word father] treatment.

Wang Xie, who breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed again for a few minutes, but the phone rang again.

Wang Xie reflexively picked up the phone, but looked at [Tian Kai] on the screen, and didn't think for a moment that this was sacred.

After thinking hard for a few seconds, I finally remembered that this seemed to be the editor who participated in the [King of Short Stories] essay contest.

Is there something wrong with the essay contest? Wang Xie answered the phone with some curiosity.

I saw Tian Kai's excited voice on the other end of the phone.

"Teacher Qin Chuan, the evaluation results of the essay contest are out, you are the first place, congratulations."

"Oh."

Listening to Wang Xie's bland reaction, Tian Kai felt that this teacher Qin Chuan was not surprised.

However, Tian Kai was still a little anxious and reported another news that was not very good:

"But Mr. Qin Chuan, because your 10 works basically dominate the list, so after the organizing committee held a meeting to discuss, it was decided to tie all your works for the first place, and the next 9 articles will be progressively progressive, do you have any objections?"

"Nope."

Wang Xie felt that it was no big deal, after all, it was just a side hustle.

When Tian Kai heard Wang Xie's words, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, so he continued to communicate:

"Then Mr. Qin Chuan, do you think you can report your address? I'm going to send you an invitation to the awards ceremony. ”

"There's something going on lately, you can help me get it."

Wang Xie of course shirked, and then hung up the phone directly despite Tian Kai's persuasion.

Wang Xie, who hung up the phone, was a little curious, why the system did not announce that his task was completed.

After curiously asking about the system, Wang Xie learned that it was not completed until after the awards, and this broken system is now beginning to fish.

But soon Wang Xie left the system behind. Because Liu Qin'er, who had just finished taking a bath, appeared in front of him.

Looking at Liu Qin'er, who was blowing her hair, still wearing the short pajamas from the day of the cave room, Wang Xie couldn't help but feel a little dry in her mouth.

"Qin'er."

"Huh?"

"I want to ......"

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