With the end of the live broadcast, the popularity of "Survival on a Desert Island" has also decreased, but Yan Fuguang's super talk is still lively.

The reason was that someone took a picture of Yan Fuguang's Reuters at Shanghai Airport.

Of course, there are no people who go to the airport to squat now, this photo is just a passer-by casually taken and sent to the Internet, and the accompanying text is also full of surprises of chance encounters - the discovery of a super beauty.

Maybe Yan Fuguang was really popular, and soon some fans discovered this "pearl in the sea", and moved the picture to Chaohua, and the fans who were waiting to be fed began to talk about it again.

[This is Shanghai Airport, right? 】

[I go back and forth to Shanghai dozens of times a year, and I will never be mistaken, this is Exit 3 of the T1 terminal of Shanghai Airport! 】

[Let's reason boldly, Xiaoguang's sister's home is in Shanghai? 】

[Let's continue to reason boldly, Xiaoguang's sister goes to school in Shanghai? 】

[I'm really convinced, didn't you see the woman next to her, that is Mo Yun, Xingchen Media is in Shanghai! ] 】

[Pay attention to the time, dear, this is the airport arrival hall at ten o'clock in the evening, so you won't go to the company so late, at least 80% of the time is likely to go home. 】

[Ahhhh Why don't I just grind around at the airport! 】

[Apple's original camera looks like this without filters, what does a real person look like, my God! ] 】

[Didn't anyone find out, why did my sister live a savage life on a desert island for seven days, and her skin was still so good? 】

[Same question, just came back from Phuket, and the whole person turned into carbon. 】

[Does anyone know my sister's follow-up schedule? After watching the live broadcast for seven days in a row, I scratched my heart and liver at the thought of not seeing my sister tomorrow. 】

[Xingchen give me some strength, take advantage of the summer vacation to arrange some activities for my sister, otherwise I won't see anyone again when school starts. ] 】

Yan Fuguang didn't know that a photo could make waves in the super talk, at this time she was soaking in the bathtub, and the fragrance of essential oils was fragrant, making people drowsy.

She raised her hand and poked at the bubbles on the water's surface, her mind completely empty.

The mobile phone next to him suddenly shook, waking up the leisurely Yan Fuguang.

Thinking of Mo Yun's words, she picked up her mobile phone and logged on to her Weibo account.

This is the first time she has used the world's social network, and the login interface is not surprising, but before she can click on the homepage, the phone will go down directly after a series of vibrations.

In desperation, I had to restart, and I came two or three times in a row before I was finally able to enter my homepage.

The first thing is to set up no reminders for new messages, and the phone that is shaking to the point of twitching finally ushered in a moment of peace.

It turned out that in just a few days, her followers rose to 1.5 million, and her private messages and comments were all 999+.

You must know that this account only has a welcome message automatically sent by Weibo, and a message that forwards the announcement of Xingchen Entertainment, and there is nothing else, but even this can't stop the enthusiasm of netizens.

1.5 million followers have not been injected with the slightest water, and behind every account are live people, and many celebrities who claim to have tens of millions of followers do not necessarily have so many live fans.

Yan Fuguang flipped through the comments of netizens at will, and she couldn't help laughing out loud when she saw it was particularly interesting.

Of course, there are many keyboard warriors, but with Yan Fuguang's "rock-solid" heart, these remarks will not even leave a trace in her heart.

Seeing that some people speculated about who Lightning's endorsement would end up with, Yan Fuguang suddenly remembered Lightyear Technology and the man who amazed her that day.

Open the search software, type in the words Lightyear Technology, and there are as many as ten pages of information about this company in the encyclopedia.

The company, which has just been established for ten years, has the largest instant messaging software in China, the top three video websites, and the first competitive mobile game in daily activity.

Yan Fuguang didn't see the photo of the man, she remembered that the lawyer named Zhang Dingzhe said that the boss asked him to help......

Ten fingers fly, all the photos of the top management of Lightyear Technology are presented in front of Yan Fuguang's eyes, but there is only one exception, the president of Lightyear Technology - Ji Yingzhou.

There is no frontal photo of him in the public information, and the few photos that are only taken are the back or side.

Yan Fuguang intuitively felt that the amazing man was Ji Yingzhou himself.

Even though she has seen countless young geniuses, Ji Yingzhou's youth still frightens her.

So, is he the one who helped himself twice?

Although she can solve it herself, it does save a lot of trouble.

Yan Fuguang put down his phone and leaned his head against the pool wall.

Ji Yingzhou?

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Yan Fuguang sank to the bottom.

She had a hunch that Ji Yingzhou would appear on the day of the signing.

In the next few days, Yan Fuguang had a very comfortable life, in addition to receiving calls from An Ge every day, she also "met" her father Yan Huaizuo.

Yan Huaizuo sent a video from Bolivia, he was collecting wind in South America and had been living there for more than a month.

He learned from An Ge that Yan Fuguang had signed a contract with Mo Yun's company, but as in the past, he unconditionally supported his daughter's decision, whether it seemed capricious to others.

Yan Fuguang couldn't understand why the original owner couldn't feel love with such parents?

If it weren't for the old man of time saying that this "Yan Fuguang" was also her, but she in a parallel world, Yan Fuguang would even feel guilty that he occupied the magpie's nest.

However, the days were too comfortable, causing Yan Fuguang to completely forget Mo Yun's advice, it was impossible to post on Weibo, let alone selfies, and the selfie was not there, and the welcome post that was automatically pinned to the top had been covered by tens of thousands of hungry fans.

Five days later, Mo Yun called to inform her that Lightning's contract had been finalized.

"Yan Yan, the driver will pick you up at home at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, let's go to the company to meet the team first, and make an appointment to go to Lightning to sign the contract in the afternoon."

"yes, okay." Yan Fuguang tilted his head and held the phone.

She's fiddling with the oven, ready to try a cheesecake.

Listening to the noise on the phone, Mo Yun asked, "What are you doing, why do you keep ringing the bell?" ”

"Bake a cake, suddenly I'm a little hungry." Yan Fuguang simply turned on the hands-free and put the phone on the marble countertop.

Mo Yun smiled and said, "Do you have the time to bake a cake and send photos?" Your fans are all making trouble under my Weibo, little ancestor, you are so good to take a picture, I knew you were so lazy, I wouldn't give you the account. ”

Yan Fuguang was embarrassed for a second, she really forgot about it, mainly because she hadn't adapted to the life that needed to be open.

"Okay, I'll send it in a moment." Yan Fuguang agreed.